Chapter 163: The Suicide Squad

"The People's Army has retreated! You actually defended your position instead? How are your casualties?"

Finally, the phone rang. The phone rang, but an incredible voice came from the phone. Wang Yang could imagine that perhaps the retreating Li Zezhu was describing the grim situation on the position with the volunteer commanders and soldiers in the rear. Then they faced unimaginable resistance, so they were forced to retreat. However, all these lies could not cover up the gunshots coming from the position. Li Zezhu did not expect that Wang Yang and the others would come to support him. The gunshots and cannon sounds were like he slapped him hard on the face, and at the same time they also gave enough surprises to the commanders in the rear.

"We have suffered heavy casualties. Now we have only eight combat power. Five volunteer soldiers and three people in the People's Army are fighting for the final battle preparations. Please rest assured, the superiors. As long as we still have a breath, we will swear to defend our position to the death!"

Time will tell you everything clearly, the battle is extremely tense, and now Wang Yang has no time to worry about Li Zezhu's escape at the last battle.

"Good examples, you are the heroes of the people. Hold on to the position. I ask my superiors to give you reinforcements. Please wait for my order!"

The sound of cannons rumbled and the gunshots were fierce. Wang Yang could not know that the leader of the 187th Division was issuing orders to them, but Wang Yang never expected that this time would be a whole day of battle, and the tragic battle made him remember it clearly throughout his life.

At 9:30, this was the time when Wang Yang knew about the military watch seized in his hand.

The enemy, who had been resting for nearly two hours, launched a crazy attack on the position again. The shells roared over, and the planes rumbled past the hills of the position, and the thick smoke completely enveloped the frontier positions. The smoke almost turned the day into night, with a very poor vision, and the visibility was only a few meters away, so it was impossible to effectively observe the enemy situation.

Wang Yang helped Guo Xiangdong drag the 12.7 machine gun into the shooting bunker. No one knew how he supported him until now after being so severely traumatized at the foot of the mountain. But even though his body was inconvenient to move, he insisted that Wang Yang give him a blocking position. He said that he only needed a machine gun to complete his record of eliminating one hundred enemies. He must be a people's hero. Now he is still short of eliminating seventy-two enemy tasks, so no one should let him give up.

Liu Lidong and Liu Jianguo are now operating the only 90 bazooka, but the two seem to think that these are not enough. They also brought three boxes of grenades, and Li Zhonghua also stood beside them. Two submachine guns were placed on their defensive positions. Two machine guns and three Mosin Gandhi 1944 rifles. Now Li Zhonghua is covered with machine gun bullet belts. Everyone is already red in his eyes. It is of course more exciting to shoot the enemy with a machine gun than a rifle. The cruelty of the battlefield is really very similar to the scenes in "Heroes" in the movie that year.

"Damn it, put on your helmet, sometimes this thing can save your life!"

Reduce the defensive formation and obtain the best attack effect with the minimum number of people. The nine people defended only a position of less than fifty square meters. Jin Yongquan and two People's Army soldiers defended the left position. Although he was cursing, the helmet in his hand was gently placed on the head of the seriously injured People's Army soldiers. The blocking defense war was endless and tragic. The severely injured People's Army soldiers were even more injured than Guo Xiangdong because his body was almost completely tied to the position with a military strap.

To be honest, most volunteer soldiers do not like the US military's steel helmets, because although this thing has a certain bulletproof effect, it does not have much effect on machine gun bullets and sniper rifle bullets. What's more, the steel helmets are too heavy, which affects the soldiers' actions on the battlefield, so this kind of steel helmets are not very popular. However, at this moment, Jin Yongquan puts the steel helmets on the injured People's Army soldiers, just hoping that he can survive more and faces the upcoming battle. It seems that this is the only thing he can do now.

"The enemy began to attack our positions, and there were about one company of South Korean troops charging forward, and the US troops were cooperating in the rear to prepare for battle!"

The smoke finally dissipated. With the light white sunlight, was the soldiers really an unknown frontier? The trenches that still existed yesterday disappeared, artillery fire changed everything, and even the landform changed. The pothole frontier positions were filled with tar and bullet marks, and the sound of observing the enemy Li Zhonghua came to his ears. Wang Yang had no time to take into account the sad fighting atmosphere of the People's Army soldiers, but he consciously guarded the junction of their guard area and Li Zhonghua and their guard positions. This direction faced the frontier of our army and would definitely become the attack point that the US military focused on taking care of.

At about ten o'clock, the US military finally appeared. This attack was a premeditated attack. The positions guarded by the opposite meteor warriors also faced the same problem. Wang Yang didn't know whether the remaining twenty meteor warriors on the position on the other side could defend the position, but he believed in Yecheng and Shi Donglai. No one could easily climb up their position. Iron-like warriors, the iron-casting position was not so easy to conquer!

Without caring about the defense of the meteor warriors on the other side, Wang Yang and the others had to solve their problems first. In front of the ant-like enemy group were three tanks currently attacking. A large number of enemies gathered on the left and right sides of the position. Then, the enemy traces also appeared under the cliff behind the position. With the help of tanks and armored vehicles, they began to form a battle formation and force towards our position.

"Beware of the enemy under the cliff's sneak attack!"

Wang Yang roared at Jin Yongquan on the left side. It was difficult for the enemy to climb up below the cliff. There was only one or two warriors climbing up at one time. There would be no protection above the cliff. The defensive firepower was allowed to shoot. As long as someone was defending, there was a fear that only one warrior would give them no chance to get onto the position at all. Wang Yang was not afraid of them attacking from here, but was worried about the enemy's sneak attack. He only reminded Jin Yongquan to pay attention to this place and not give the enemy a chance to take advantage of it.

The battle was about to begin, and the blood of the soldiers boiled again. Everyone's faces were filled with red tides like wine. Through the gray smoke, they could be seen vaguely. The figures at the front of the position were trance.

The enemy approached step by step, and the soldiers had not fired.

The tanks slowly rushed over, and the enemy became closer and closer. Wang Yang could clearly distinguish their helmets and the submachine guns that were still burning with grilled blue in his hands, but the defending soldiers were still waiting for the best shooting opportunity.

"boom!"

Finally, when the enemy tanks began to approach the front of the position, the 90 rocket launcher in Liu Lidong's hand finally roared. He let an m24 Xiafei tank stop the pace of sin with one shot. The longer the battle, the more times the battles, the more calm the soldiers. They now know how to give the enemy the greatest damage at the right time. Wang Yang is very clear. If there is a chance to let these cultural instructors who are just starting to the battlefield return to the army, they will definitely make changes like rebirth in the ashes, but Wang Yang doesn't know how many of them can return safely, or even if anyone can return to the rear.

"Shoot, grenade!"

Before the enemy could come back to his senses, Wang Yang roared, and several explosions sounded before the US military attacked the formation, and grenades kept exploding into the enemy's formation!

The soldiers who were shooting hardly thought about it, and everyone had already pulled the attack to the bottom. Suddenly, gunshots sounded like storms in the entire high ground.

The battle was so fierce that it was breathless from the beginning. Wang Yang and the others didn't know how many bullets they had fired. The machine guns never stopped from the beginning. This was a real bloody offensive and defensive battle. The flying rain of bullets brought waves of death. From time to time, bullets hit Wang Yang's trench walls and shooting platforms, and even a few grenades accurately hit the thick bunker layer, stirring up gravel and mud in the sky.

The soldiers could not tell the enemy's face, and the flames at the muzzle seriously affected everyone's sight. Everyone could only sweep bullets into pieces toward the direction of the US attack, and Wang Yang could only judge the distance of the enemy from the roars of his comrades around him.

After fifteen minutes of fierce battle, two of the three tanks that the enemy rushed up were finally killed by the 90 rocket launcher. The enemy's sudden formation group was injured and killed countless times. The remaining tank was shot hard by Liu Lidong and others. Fortunately, it was not destroyed, but he never dared to rush forward again. He fled in a hurry to the bottom of the position. The US military's first strong attack finally retreated. Dozens of enemy corpses were lying on the front line, and some wounded enemy soldiers were struggling toward their positions.

The high ground was beaten up in a mess, and Wang Yang's shooting platform was filled with shells. Liu Jianguo threw more than a box of grenades, his fingers were covered with pull rings, and his arm was injured by shrapnel from the Vietnamese rifle grenades. Fortunately, he just rubbed the flesh and Wang Yang woodenly bandaged his wounds.

At this time, Wang Yang heard a bellows-like breathing sound from the trench on the right, and a voice shouted from the side: "Brother, you have to hold on! You can't die... Open your eyes, you can't fucking sleep..."

This was Jin Yongquan's voice. Li Zhonghua looked at Wang Yang buriedly. Hearing the anxious voice was not even too shocking. War made people numb, as if death was no longer intimidating.

But Wang Yang still rushed to the direction of Jin Yongquan's defense. The People's Army soldier who was hit was actually the uninjured. The enemy's tank came up and carried out a cruel bombing. He was unlucky and was hit in the lungs by shrapnel of US artillery shells. Blood was like a spring.

The already severely injured comrade was guarding his comrades next to him, but unfortunately he was tied to the position and wanted to touch him with his hands but couldn't reach it no matter how hard he was. Only tears of sadness flowed on his pale face, and he watched his comrades who were sharing life and death desperately in Jin Yongquan's arms.

Liu Lidong had already rushed over. He and Jin Yongquan were rushing to tear the first aid kit to bandage the wounds on the People's Army soldiers. Wang Yang couldn't help much, so he could only watch silently. In fact, he couldn't help anymore, and he also knew that this kind of busyness was just a kind of powerless psychological comfort. Judging from the huge tearing hole, Wang Yang knew that this kind of injury was fatal, and bandaging could only be done with all his powers.

A minute later, the People's Army soldier who was shot in the lungs died in pain after spewing out the last few mouthfuls of blood. The brothers still did not give up bandaging, as if he could survive as long as he bandaged him. The seriously injured People's Army soldiers and Jin Yongquan almost shouted hoarsely, making a whimpering sound that made people droop. This separation of life and death on the battlefield is really unbearable to witness.

Wang Yang leaned weakly on the wall of the trench. He had no courage to look on, but he had no choice but to pat Jin Yongquan who was crying like a child. He had experienced these battles. Seeing his comrades who were dependent on life and death fell in front of him, he knew the helplessness in this iron man's heart.

Don’t laugh at me when you are drunk on the battlefield, how many people will come back after fighting hard!

Liu Lidong finally let go of the hands of the People's Army soldiers who had saved the death, but saw Wang Yang's face becoming paler. It turned out that after the fierce battle, the wound on his shoulder burst out again, and blood almost dyed Wang Yang's entire arm red. Liu Lidong didn't say anything while crying, and held the first aid kit in his hand to bandage Wang Yang again.

War! This is war!

Black death has become a part of life, and I don’t know which one will be the turn of the next death!

What is all this for? It must be very painful to watch relatives and friends around you fall down like the Volunteer Army. Is it for the sake of fighting for this small highland? Is it for the benefit of the country?

Wang Yang even thought that the ordinary soldiers of the US military were actually extremely innocent. For the ambitions of politicians and their endless greed, young soldiers paid their precious lives. Why is evil capitalism always so shameless?!

However, it is still useless to think about it. After a short rest, it is a fierce battle again!

After the US military's strong attack was frustrated, Wang Yang and the others had no mercy at this moment. With anger that could not stop, they ruthlessly shot all the enemies moaning on the position. The US military and South Korean soldiers were also suffering, they were also angry, and they were also accumulating strength and accumulating anger to launch a new attack on the position.

At 11:50, the US military's suppression artillery fire began to violently hit the ragged positions again. The bunkers were beaten, the trenches were beaten, and even the high ground was ignited by artillery fire!

There is no longer bright sunshine in this world, only gray, no more flowers, only shrapnel.

The soldiers squeezed their entire bodies into the air defense shelter because they were nervous that the soldiers' hands were trembling uncontrollably. But as soon as the enemy's artillery fire ended, everyone rushed into the position again. Seeing the scene below the position, everyone was throbbing in their hearts.

US troops! South Korea's troops! As well as tanks and armored infantry vehicles, even mortars moved forward, and the enemy launched an attack desperately!

The enemy like ant colony crossed the high ridge and was like a tide coming over our military positions. They did not run, did not bend, and some did not even wear shirts. The weapons in their hands were slamming and firing. Through the smoke, a flag seemed to be clearly seen. It seemed that there was a shadow of a knight on it. This was the military flag of the First Cavalry Division of the US Army. The flag fluttered in the wind and rolled in the wind. Under the flag was a bunch of submachine gunmen with bayonets. The US military was singing!!! South Korean soldiers were roaring!!! Can't hear the sound clearly, and they could only vaguely distinguish the tone and military song! The American soldiers who have almost fought around the world also had the natural courage to not be afraid of death! South Korean soldiers will also be excited and fearless!

"Suicide Squad! Americans' suicide squad! South Korean troops' suicide squad!"

I don’t know who was shouting, but the machine gun in Guo Xiangdong’s hand suddenly rang on the position. The bullets knocked down the US flag bearer in an instant. The military flag did not fall. The US military, like our heroic People’s Liberation Army soldiers, had the determination to be with people and flags.

Wang Yang's gun also fired. This time he used the Mosin Gandhi 1944 cavalry gun. The US mortar threatened too much and he had to suppress them. At this time, the sharpshooter on the battlefield almost acted as the gunfire, and almost every bullet was clearing the enemy mortars at a fixed point. After the brutal death threat, the enemy finally gave up the idea of ​​using mortars to threaten the position. They retreated three mortars back.

A round of barrage once again covered the position of the US military flag, the enemy, the flag bearer, blood, and cruel death.

The soldiers were shooting wildly like revenge. The soldiers had no other purpose, just not to let the flag move forward again, not to let the flag fly again, and defeat the enemy's morale at all costs. The two strong people fought each other, and they were morale and courage!

There was a loud bang, and the explosion occurred on the not-so-large position. The enemy tanks fired shells on the front line again, and the 90 bazooka was almost impossible to defeat. Wang Yang could see an enemy tank being defeated, but two tanks rushed to the position. The few mines buried in front of the position finally worked, blowing up one of the enemy tanks and more than a dozen enemy troops rushing forward.

The US offensive was slightly suppressed, but the explosion of local mines also means that the enemy is closer to our position, and the defense of the position has been severely challenged.

Several more shells exploded above the position, and one shell was very close to Wang Yang. Wang Yang even felt the heavy pressure of the airflow rushing from his back. He could not hear the sound or the dangerous environment around him. Now the soldiers only knew how to shoot, one, two, three... Wang Yang mechanically counted the number of enemies he knocked down, and he had no time to care about anything else.

With a bang, an object landed beside Wang Yang. This turned out to be a broken arm?
Chapter completed!