The sun never sets in America

Chapter 407 Warm wine and kill foreign captives

"Whoosh", a gust of wind blew by, bringing up a piece of "white smoke" that was about to dissipate but was still struggling.

The battlefield has basically turned into coke. If this place was a wheat field that had not yet grown, now it is a coke filled with corpses and debris. The coke is also mixed with bullet casings and completely exploded weapons. shrapnel.

On these exposed shrapnel, you can still see the obvious red color and the white liquid that makes people do evil.

In the center of this battlefield, there is a small tree that has completely turned into charcoal. The main reason why it is a small tree is that the firepower that covered each other for a long time has caused the original big tree to be cut off by four or five pieces. Mi has become the short and stout person she is now.

If in the eyes of outsiders, this is a dispensable rotten tree, then in the eyes of the soldiers on both sides, this rotten tree that will not fall down no matter how much it is bombed is the only boundary between the two sides, or the best. Reference object.

Just like a table tennis match, this so-called rotten tree is the block recognized by both players and is the real midfield line.

Once you cross this line, it's your opponent's territory! !

As Chen Qihe himself said:
"This war is about finding the irregular side among the rules, and finally using the regular side to defeat the opponent!!"

In this war that seems to last only four hours, the mortality rate of both sides is actually very high, even far beyond urban warfare in some areas, and even comparable to the so-called "meat grinder".

"Another point---"

When Chen Qihe heard this, his expression improved slightly, but he soon fell into another kind of anxiety. Not to mention, it was really like those who just died at a rate of more than a thousand people per hour, not to mention their eighth division. The army's millions of troops came, but it was useless. They could only hold on for a few days.

Chen Qihe suddenly turned around and asked the quartermaster beside him.

"Thirty, are you sure??"

"Let the stove cook all the good food that can be cooked!!"

"Except for those who fell on the opponent's side, basically everything that can be restrained has been restrained!!"

It’s reached the point where we have to count! !
"According to the statistics of each regiment just now, our army has lost a total of more than 4,576 people, which is more than a quarter of the total number of the entire army -"

According to the requirements of the Southern Army Command, the war must be fast, and casualties can be ignored in the early stage.

Although this slogan is not as realistic as those of "Brothers, come with me", it has an immediate effect on improving morale. After all, the education level of the Han army can still understand such a superficial oath.

"Fortunately, the higher-ups have given us more shells this time, and each cannon still has at least twenty base points."

If we say that the U.S. military in previous wars was a slightly timid herd, very impactful, but because of their courage and other war factors, they always gave people the impression that they fought well in the first section, but they were still okay in the middle. , the feeling of complete collapse in the later stage.

Chen Qihe said that he could not continue the fight, but in fact he knew deep down that this war was no longer something he wanted to fight or not, but something that he simply could not refuse.

This is why after the war started, the Han army was in a relatively passive stage for a long time. As a certain lieutenant colonel complained, "The Yankees are crazy. Completely crazy."

This was absolutely invisible to the original Chen Qihe! !
Even when he asked about the number of deaths, he did not use the more professional "casualties", but directly used the word death with obvious intentions. You must know that under the system of the Han Army, casualties are used most of the time, and casualties are used most of the time. It's not the so-called death, because once this word is used, it means too many people have died.

After all, in this "fog war", the biggest consumption is actually ammunition and bayonets. As for the artillery shells, they are only useful at the beginning. In other places, they are not as useful as a grenade.

This "not caring" actually completely opened the Pandora's box of the entire war, leading the war into a maze that is completely impossible to get out of.

The essence of war is vividly reflected in Youzhou.
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"How many people have died??"

Chen Qihe's whole face was a little dark, and his usually neat collar even appeared "messy" for the first time, giving people the feeling of a middle-aged man.

So now it is like a bull from Spain, never giving up the pursuit of victory until the last moment.

"Ah, ah-"

"How many shells are there currently??"

When Chen Qihe said this, he obviously used a lot of force, and his tone seemed like he was "demanding a debt." His whole person had completely lost touch with his original elegance, and even had a hint of "ruffianism."

"How many are there??"

"Probably, there are about thirty boxes of soju. That thing is used to fill the loopholes of medical alcohol at critical moments."

After hearing these words, the Eighth Division Commander Chen Qihe fell into deep thought, the most obvious of which was his constantly beating eyebrows.

When the quartermaster talked about ammunition, he was obviously "proud". After all, according to the current ammunition consumption, twenty base ammunition can be used for another fifteen days, which is half a month, without any problem.

When the quartermaster said this, he was obviously not confident, so he could only answer with the most likely number.

Chen Qihe looked at the quartermaster beside him again.

The number of deaths was constantly updated at the beginning of the war and in the hour when it was about to be suspended. Even after the top officers of both sides received the death toll, they continued to request additional troops without even looking at them, and pulled in the last reserves. Degree! !
When the war was at its craziest, Chen Qihe even shouted the slogan "The soldiers' robes are stained with blood, and the Yi and Di will not be allowed to cross this hill".

The quartermaster was very vague. After all, according to the regulations of the Han army, alcohol was actually prohibited, but in fact many troops had alcohol on hand. After all, when the critical moment came, this stuff could really boost morale.

After a while, Chen Qihe slowly spoke:
“Have the remains been restrained??”

"I haven't restrained myself. I'm also negotiating with the Americans on the other side in exchange for——"

If we say the biggest difference between the Youzhou War and the previous wars, it is "bravery" and "fearlessness". There are many heroes who sacrificed their lives in the war, but bloody battles like this are even the most difficult in the Montana War. moment, did not appear.

"Papa", the smoke kept rising from his mouth, and there was no reaction on his face, giving people a feeling of "calm as water".

“Is there any more wine??”

"Forehead--"

【160000 Class A Division】

Chen Qihe followed up and asked, his face even uglier than before.

The same is true for the U.S. military on the opposite side. In the eyes of Brigadier General Sherman, who barely valued the lives of his soldiers, no matter how many people died in this war, he would not waver in any way. In addition to his personal extreme character, in the end The important thing is the above command.

Almost everyone understands that when the war has reached this level, it is basically self-deception to think that the war will end immediately. It can even be said that only one side of this war will completely fall or give up the war, otherwise It is basically impossible to achieve a true ending.

"We can't continue fighting like this. If we continue like this, sooner or later our eighth division will have to lose all its wealth——"

"Teacher, it's been such a long time, who can, who can -"

The quartermaster's mouth felt like it was tied up, no matter how much he said he loved him, it felt like he was tied up.

"Why don't you get out of here? As a quartermaster, you can't even remember a drink. What use do I need from you -"

Chen Qihe's scolding was like venting out. Although it was only one sentence, the force used was as if he was venting all the pressure he faced today.

"Yes, I'm going to check-"

The quartermaster held down his military cap that was about to fall off and ran out in a panic. When he left the command post gate, he almost fell.

"that is all??"

Looking at the wooden wine boxes on the high ground, I counted a total of forty-five boxes, which was fifteen more boxes than the thirty boxes just mentioned.

"That's all, Master!!"

The quartermaster's words were much more reliable this time. He was even a little panicked because of what happened just now, and his voice was trembling when he spoke.

"Gather the rest of us together."

"Take out all the bowls."

Chen Qihe looked at the slightly insufficient drinks on the ground and finally decided to drink first.

"Yes, Master!!"

The quartermaster glanced at it and then trotted out.

Chen Qihe, who was on the same spot, stared at the wine boxes with unclear eyes, which seemed to be getting muddier.

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On the battlefield, there were soldiers standing up everywhere, and black and yellow dust could be seen on many people's faces, and even scars that only belonged to warriors.

"yours……"

"Take out the bowl..."

On the battlefield, each officer took the lead in pouring half a cup of wine into the already large bowl. In the end, each person could only take two sips.

When everything was ready, Chen Qihe stood on the high earth platform that had just been built. Under him were the soldiers standing in the trenches, all holding a wine bowl in their hands.

"Gentlemen, just now, two hours ago, we lost 4,700 brothers. They are all heroes, heroes of the Han Dynasty!!"

"But their death will not be in vain, because we are still here, we are still alive, and as long as we live, their death will not be in vain!!"

"Even if we die, as long as the Han army is still there and the big Han is still there, sooner or later, we will get back all the losses of our Eighth Division!!"

When Chen Qihe spoke, he was obviously a little "excited" and his voice was trembling.

"Gentlemen, raise your glasses!!"

"Swipe!!"

When Chen Qihe raised his glass, there were toasts everywhere.

Looking at the various rice bowls in the hands of the soldiers and the firm and unrepentant eyes, Chen Qihe's eyes flashed with tears.

Chen Qihe raised his glass and shouted:
"If you win this battle, your names will go down in history."

"If we lose this battle, you are all heroes!!" "Chen, I am willing to share my fate with you!!"

"boom!!"

After drinking the strong drink, he dropped it instantly and made a crisp sound.

"Bah bang bang", the whole camp was filled with the sound of smashing bowls.

"Gentlemen, please!!"

Chen Qihe bowed down and bowed, and "Han Song" sounded in the venue.

"The Han army marched, their robes stained with blood..."

"The march of the Han army calmed down the young man's spirit!!"

"The Han army marches to guard our country..."

The song "The Army of the Han Dynasty" is like waves in the sea, spreading in all directions and returning in all directions.

"What are they singing??"

Charman, who was still thinking about how to die with the Han army, heard singing in the distance. The unfamiliar song gave him a feeling of "fear".

"General" is one of their military songs. It tells the story of a team of soldiers who defended their position alone for nine days.

"real??"

"It's absolutely true, because the supporting actors in Jiutian are us!!"

"That happened in the last war!!"

Hearing this, Charman was obviously a little "horrified". Then he suppressed the fear in his heart and shouted loudly:
"Tell all the ministries to be on standby. We are going to end the fight with the Han people tonight!!"

"Break their joke that the Han army is invincible!!"

Charman obviously disdains the so-called "myth" of the Han army. In his opinion, this is simply a kind of "bragging".

In other words, only those incompetent generals believe in the so-called invincibility.

As a general who will do whatever it takes to achieve victory, Sherman does not believe in the so-called "invincibility". He only believes that "a big fist means truth."

As for myths, he said, there are no myths today, only reality! !
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Under the night, crows were flying, hanging on the charred tree heads, looking down at the debris on the ground with slightly bright eyes.

Most of these residues are cooked, most of them have been roasted, but now they are cold, and they can only wait for a while to "heat up".

While the crow was still pecking at the remains of a broken leg, on an artillery position in the rear, twenty-four 105mm artillery pieces were adjusting their direction.

Under the light of the lights, you can clearly see how hard it was for those artillerymen.

One heavy shell after another is like "hope", both heavy and full of the future.

"Click..."

There was a constant sound of artillery shells passing through the muzzle, and they were finally placed in the firing position.

Artillery regiment commander Lou Aizhen raised his right hand, revealing the Flying Eagle watch hidden under his cuff.

This kind of military chronograph watch is specially designed for the army. It has a simple and strong structure and accurate timekeeping. It is a watch exclusively for officers.

The flying eagle logo on the watch kept flashing, and finally turned into a sentence:
"Fire!!"

"Boom, boom, boom", when the dense artillery shells streaked across the night sky like meteors, the US military position opposite was also ready.

When the flares shone in the sky during the first lesson, the two sides could no longer rely on so-called "concealment" to avoid each other.

"attack!!"

"Drip drip..."

When a short whistle sounds at night, it also means that the craziest war is about to begin.

"Machine gun, machine gun..."

"Aim over there and hit me hard!!"

The most junior officers often have a kind of natural gangsterism, just like the joke in the Han army:
"The battalion officer, gangster style, regiment commander, scholarly spirit."

Although it is a joke, it truly reflects the current situation of the Han army.

"Da da da!!"

The machine gun's fire was like a "laser", particularly dazzling in the dark night.

"Load, load..."

"Crack!!"

As soon as the bullet door was closed, the same clicking sound immediately sounded. The U.S. military on the opposite side, who was about to raise its head to attack, once again felt what it meant to be "pressed and unable to raise its head."

Chen Qihe, who was in the rear, kept urging the battle ahead. The words he said most often were "continue" and "don't stop."

"Report, our army has broken through the enemy's first and second lines of defense."

"Our army is struggling with the enemy troops chasing behind."

When this half-good, half-bad news came, Chen Qihe didn't even react. He just lightly issued the order "the rest of the troops should follow."

Under this calm mask is his right hand that is constantly shaking in his sleeve. This is his old problem. Whenever he gets excited, his right hand will uncontrollably tremble.

"Hold it, you must hold it!!"

"When daylight comes, they won't have a chance!!"

Charman still placed his hope on dawn. In fact, he had already regretted it just now. Only then did he remember that night fighting has never been the strength of the US military! !
Maybe it was the "1.2 to 1" score played during the day that made him mistakenly believe that the Han army was nothing more than that. They were also living people and made of flesh and blood. So what if they were killed? ?

On the battlefield, the sound of artillery fire has basically stopped. Except for the occasional sound of mortars, most of the time, there are far more gunfire than artillery sounds.

"Bang bang!!"

When the soldier wearing the helmet appeared, under two shots, he was like a coconut that had been opened, with white and red juice constantly flowing.

"boom……"

The officer who was still in command just now was shot directly through the head. You must know that in such a half-dark and half-light state, most people actually shoot from close range of tens of meters, even ten meters, or even several meters. Like now This is the first time I have seen such a scene of a headshot from a hundred meters away.

"The seventh one!!"

Sniper Luo Hanwen carved the fifth mark on his sniper rifle.

In the telescope, Luo Hanwen used the flares launched by Baduanjin to constantly target his prey.

“Damn, they’re all little rubbish!!”

Luo Hanwen hid behind the attacking troops and kept wandering around the battlefield, but the best prey he caught was only a major, and he was still a civilian.

"Attack, counterattack!!"

"I just want to see a fight back..."

In the command post, Sherman kept showing his general temper, and the officers who were being disciplined by him could only hang their heads.

“I don’t want to see the so-called failure, nor the so-called retreat!!”

"I want to personally supervise the battle. Any retreat is not allowed!!"

"If a person runs away, I will shoot him!!"

Charman's expression became more and more "ferocious", and he was completely different from his complacency during the day.

"Attack, only attack, we can win!!"

"The Han people can't hold on for long. As soon as daybreak comes, they will be finished..."

Behind the position, Sherman was giving a loud lecture, which basically meant that they could not retreat and could never retreat.

"This guy……"

Luo Hanwen fumbled for a long time before he got up from a muddy ground. He had just climbed over from the side of the opposite position for more and more value. The whole way was covered with mud and artillery fire, and the whole person was in the dark night. , is a "black bear".

When he saw the loud, vague voice shouting, he felt something was wrong.

"Forget it, it should be the little battalion commander who is shouting, who cares, let's shoot him first!!"

Luo Hanwen didn't care at all about such "commonplace" shouting, and directly pointed the scope at the black figure "in a trance" under the firelight.

"Bang", the trigger was pulled, and the next second, the black shadow fell. Luo Hanwen quickly retreated. When he retreated, he looked back and saw only the figures that kept rushing towards the black shadow and the constant "screams".

(End of this chapter)