Chapter 164: How many people have returned since ancient times

"Damn it! Look at how hard you are. Come on! Bastard! Let you taste the power of bullets..."

On the battlefield, you either die or I die. There is no mercy, no need for warmth, endless cold-blooded killing is the only way to survive. After picking up the submachine gun, Wang Yang shot at the enemy. The US military that had already set its foot on the armored infantry vehicle was piled up and fell down. Blood splattered and screamed in pain. It was not enough to describe the embarrassment of the US military.

However, the battle situation is still cold, and it is worthy of being a suicide squad, and it is really a group of desperate stormtroopers! Although the enemies fell one by one, they still approached the position step by step regardless of their lives.

The US military and the South Korean troops' suicide squads are getting closer and closer, and the bullet rains are getting faster and faster. The world seems to be unable to find any other sound except the shouts of killing and guns and bullets are raging!

Both the enemy and us could see each other's hatred and flames in each other's eyes. Grenades kept rolling into the trenches, and explosions kept stirring up smoke and dust to cover their bodies. Wang Yang did not care about anything else. He could not stop shooting because the enemy was getting closer and closer to them. The blood of the knocked enemy splattered his head and face. The strong smell of blood mixed with smoke poured into his respiratory tract. It seemed to be suffocating.

There are too many enemies, and they are fighting one after another. The positions have fallen into the most serious crisis. The high ground is trembling and the positions are sobbing. It seems that the loss of the positions will be defeated by the enemy. Perhaps it is only a matter of time...

When the battle reached a fierce moment, the soldiers on both sides ignored bullets and artillery fire, and people also despise death.

The US military attacked the position in multiple levels and waves in multiple units, and the suicide squad fell down and the second wave came up again. The tanks gathered at the front of the position and continued to shell Wang Yang and the others. If it weren't for the enemy's tanks at the top of the position that could not come up, if the US military's suicide squad was now extremely close to Wang Yang and the others, so that the enemy would not dare to fire unrestrainedly, Wang Yang would suspect that these tanks were needed to razed their positions to the ground.

But even in this way, the enemy's fierce attack did not stop, and Wang Yang and the others had never stopped resolutely blocking the enemy. Li Zhonghua's machine gun on the side began to be out of control, and the continuous shooting burned the barrel into a soldering iron shape. Every time he fired, he made a sizzling sound, forcing him to replace a machine gun and reload the link.

Another grenade thrown by the enemy landed near Wang Yang and Li Zhonghua. Wang Yang threw it back without thinking. The grenade almost exploded after it landed in the bunker. This huge impact force suddenly collapsed the bunker in front of the formation, which had already been a thousand holes. Wang Yang and Li Zhonghua were almost buried in the dark in an instant.

Without the protection of the bunker, Wang Yang and Li Zhonghua thought that their lives were about to end. The final thought was really desperate, but it seemed that God always liked to joke with them. Death was driven away by Liu Jianguo and Liu Lidong. They dragged Wang Yang and Li Zhonghua away, and at the same time dragged Wang Yang back to the more cruel reality.

Wang Yang had no time to tell whether Liu Jianguo or Liu Lidong was rescued. The tense battle made people no time to experience it and thank him. He half crawled and groped and rolled into the nearby trenches. The enemy's attack showed no sign of pause. The position was full of dismembered weapons. The collapse of the bunker just now made Wang Yang lose the gun in his hand. He wanted to find another one, but he couldn't find it for a while. However, the submachine gun and rifle were not satisfied, so he used grenades to make the enemy desperate, one... two... three...

Unable to distinguish the effect of bomb dropping, Wang Yang could only mechanically swing grenades towards the formation of the enemy attacking the enemy. People kept falling down in front of the position, and enemies kept making up. The enemy was not afraid of death? It was the first time I saw it! It seemed that if the enemy was forced to force the enemy to get anxious, the enemy would jump over the wall. Can't the position really be defended? But even this is enough. Wang Yang knew that the enemy was dead in front of the position was out of count. He felt the power of defense for the first time.

What’s strange is that Wang Yang didn’t know why he had been hit for so long, but there was no bullet to come to him. Maybe he was attracted by the goddess of luck recently. So Wang Yang decided to take this opportunity to destroy a few more enemies. However, he was throwing grenades, but he saw a figure suddenly falling to the ground. Wang Yang didn’t know who was falling down, Liu Jianguo, Li Zhonghua, not Liu Lidong?

But before he could see it, a white man suddenly appeared on the trench. Wang Yang picked up the grenade in his hand and smashed it hard. The huge force could not be blocked even if the enemy's helmet was. A wisp of blood flowed down from the enemy's head. The US military slid down from the position and actually left the submachine gun above the trench.

It was because he couldn't find the weapon in his hand. Wang Yang didn't expect the enemy to take the initiative to send it over. He picked it up and shot at the enemy. Seeing the enemy crying and falling down, he was shouting at his comrade who had just fallen: Brother, I'll help you revenge, have you seen it? There should be other soldiers to help me take revenge, you wait for me, and I'll come to accompany you later!

While shooting, he moved left and right to the position. Wang Yang didn't want to stand still and let the enemy shoot, but the ground was not flat. Suddenly, he was taken down and fell to the ground. This time he saw clearly who the martyr was lying beside him just now. It turned out to be Liu Jianguo!

Is he dead? His chest was covered with bullet holes, and blood was emitting everywhere. Wang Yang rushed over. He tried to hold the wound, but he couldn't do it. He pressed down here and there and blood flowed out again!

"Don't do this, get up! The enemy is coming. I want you to get up and shoot!"

Looking at the closed eyes, Liu Jianguo stopped breathing. His body had no characteristics of life. Wang Yang could not help but shed tears. He screamed, trying to save him, but the blood, the blood that was surging like a spring, still flowed uncontrollably and quickly penetrated into the earth beneath him. He died quietly in Wang Yang's arms, dead in Wang Yang's crying, leaving no words.

Suddenly, the footsteps came from the front, Damn! The foreign devil is coming! Looking up, Wang Yang actually saw a South Korean soldier and a tall foreign devil leaping into the position.

Damn, I'm still alive, don't you think about occupying the position, isn't it just a hand-to-hand combat? Who am I afraid of?!

As long as I haven't fallen, I will never give up. Wang Yang shouted unyieldingly. I want to avenge the dead Liu Jianguo. The most primitive battle, Wang Yang is one against several, no one can tell how many people there are. It seems that more American troops rushed into the trench. I don't know how long this battle took, but Wang Yang found that they could finally resist it!

He grabbed the enemy's submachine gun and flashed through the prickly light he stabbed. Wang Yang cut off the enemy's neck with Kaba on his waist, and then quickly snatched the submachine gun in his hand.

Seeing that Wang Yang was extremely brave, the South Korean soldier behind him gritted his teeth and did not retreat, he rushed up. However, Wang Yang let him pass his sprint and inserted the snatched enemy submachine gun into the chest of the South Korean soldiers. The enemy's eyes showed despair. He let out a painful howl, and then his body was kicked away by Wang Yang.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wang Yang retreated back and avoided an enemy's sting, but suddenly snatched into the arms of a US military. The US military that had just rushed over had not yet figured out the situation, but he felt a heavy elbow hit his lower abdomen. He subconsciously bent his weight, but took the initiative to send his neck to Wang Chan's saber. Kaba was astonishingly sharp and almost cut off half of his neck.

But soon the US military rushed behind discovered Wang Yang who was killing his companions with naked hands like a devil. The US military stopped and was so scared that his face was pale and he dared not fight with Wang Yang again. He desperately used a submachine gun to shoot at Wang Yang wildly. At the critical moment of life and death, Wang Yang didn't know the strength from where he pulled the dead US military back, and took advantage of a sudden violent explosion and pulled out the trench. He took the opportunity to dial the pistol at the waist of the dead US military and fucked the US military that shot him down with one shot.

Wang Yang fell to the ground, but before he got up, he found that two American soldiers were approaching him. At that time, Wang Yang had only one idea: I had no choice but to run away! I couldn't avoid their shooting, I was dead!

However, at the moment when the enemy started shooting, he was suddenly dragged into the traffic trench and then looked at the two American troops. Wang Yang felt that death was passing by and couldn't help but look up at the warrior in front of him. He was Liu Lidong, and the warrior was covered with blood. He was still shooting at the enemy. Dada's bullets almost stopped after taking Wang Yang to a safe place.

One of the two US troops attacking Wang Yang was defeated, but Wang Yang never expected that this was his last glance at Liu Lidong. Just as the other US troops were also killed, a stray bullet suddenly hit Liu Lidong in the head!

Liu Lidong was also dead. His head was penetrated by a bullet. Wang Yang didn't even have the chance to bandage him. The brain on Liu Lidong's body was flowing along the bullet holes. There was no hope of survival.

Wang Yang fell to the ground in pain, and the huge sorrow made his stomach churn. He actually wanted to vomit, and he really vomited, but raised his head but burst into tears!

The battle is not over yet, Liu Lidong may only take one step ahead, brother is waiting for me! Wang Yang picked up the gun and shouted loudly, he wanted to continue the battle.

After crossing a trench, the sound of a machine gun attracted the attention of Wang Yang and the US military. Suddenly, everyone saw a figure standing on the right side of the position. Wang Yang stared at him in disbelief. It turned out to be Guo Xiangdong, the soldier who was severely injured and could hardly stand. However, in this emergency, he actually stood up. He was shooting, and the enemies rushing up were piled down one by one, but several blood flowers suddenly appeared on his chest, and he was hit...

Damn! Guo Xiangdong died! I will fight hard, but at worst I will be a hero again in 18 years!

Wang Yang screamed wildly and suddenly killed a US military next to him, then picked up the submachine gun in his hand, and shot the US military rushing up. Endless anger burst out in his eyes, a chilling red and cold light appeared, but his mouth was screaming like a wolf howling.

The enemy watched Wang Yang approaching step by step, and the violent roar of gunfire in Wang Yang's hand. Some enemies found that they were about to shoot at him, but Wang Yang could actually knock him down immediately. His speed was amazingly fast, and almost no one could shoot at him. What was even more surprising was that Wang Yang's extremely accurate shooting, and two or three enemies were knocked down in succession had no chance of survival at all!

The enemy was surprised. A terrifying expression appeared on their expressionless faces for the first time. Wang Yang impressed them extremely deeply. He was like an unyielding war soul on a position. Once someone attempted to occupy his position, he would be prepared to accept death.

The gunshots rang out, and the bullets were like rain. The enemy who rushed up was piled up when they came up. Wang Yang's roar almost overwhelmed the loud noise of the guns and cannons. Then another warrior stood up behind him. This was Jin Yongquan, covered in blood, and he didn't know whether it was his wound or the enemy left it to him. However, his face was covered with yellow dust and black tar, but his eyes were still flashing with rage towards revenge.

In the dust and wind, there was still someone living on the position. Li Zhonghua, who stood up, shook his head, as if he had just been awakened from the dizziness. He was bleeding from his head, and he was wearing a bullet belt, holding the machine gun tightly in his hand. When he pulled the plate machine, the bullets were as fierce as a rainstorm, and the enemy could not get close to the position at all.

The battle had reached the last moment, but the three of them were firmly guarding the center of the position. As long as they saw the enemy reaching the position, their gunshots rang out. The enemy could not approach the above the position at once. They were like the Dinghai Shen Needle on the position. As long as they did not fall, the enemy would not be able to occupy this position covered with corpses and blood!

However, I have to say that this was Wang Yang and the others' last effort. Even Wang Yang and the others had never thought that they could survive. The enemy's attack was too fierce and fierce, and the number of people they guarded was too small. As long as the enemy reacted, if there was no support and without a sudden miracle, Wang Yang would never be able to defend his position.

But a miracle happened. When the roaring sound suddenly came from the hoot, Wang Yang and Jin Yongquan even closed their eyes in despair. They thought it was the enemy's tank that discovered their threat, so they cleared them at a fixed point, but what they never expected was that the artillery fire actually fell into the enemy group on the position.

Wang Yang and the others did not expect to receive the support from the artillery brother again. Even the enemy did not expect that the artillery fire of the Volunteer Army had appeared much more frequently than before since the Battle of Tieyuan. This was definitely a very unexpected surprise.

Neither the US military nor Wang Yang knew that since the Volunteer Army's fourth counterattack, the Russian Ice Bear had seen hope of victory in the Volunteer Army's resolute counterattack, so they began to tentatively assist the Volunteer Army and the Korean People's Army. Of course, he did not want the entire Korean Peninsula to become a controlled area of ​​the United States, so they would also be suppressed by American soldiers, and this result they did not want to see.

They don’t need to trade their lives for victory, and there are brave volunteers to help them fight. It seems that the US military can’t do anything, let alone throwing atomic bombs. The Russians take advantage of it and save their lives. They only need to support some weapons. Such a good thing, the bear boss wearing a pipe has completely changed his face. With these support, the Volunteers can finally start to engage in some tit-for-tat battles with the US military in terms of weapons and equipment.

With continuous explosions, a large number of artillery shells crashed into the intensive combat formation of the US and South Korean troops.

The explosion that could not be counted formed a wall of fire, dragging the left and the right, and the casualties of the US and South Korean troops were extremely heavy. In the sky, countless broken limbs and broken arms, broken helmets and guns were flying.

Wang Yang, Jin Yongquan and Li Zhonghua looked at each other, and both saw hope of survival in each other's eyes and hope of scoring. They rushed to the front of the position again to adjust the shooting angle, and shot the US troops attacking the high ground from the flanks and South Korea's attacking forces.

Revenge for the dead comrades! The enemies were panicked and piled up like wheat.

The comrades fell one by one, and they could never stand up and face the powerful enemy together. Are you arrogant just now? What about you? You can exchange your lives for them!

Wang Yang and the other two almost poured the pain and anger of this life and even the past and future life into the bullets fired.

The high ground was filled with gunfire, and the sky was filled with shrapnel. The artillery fire of the volunteers began to build an insurmountable steel Great Wall within fifty meters of our position to Wang Yang and others. The enemy had already suffered heavy losses in the battle just now, but was bombed by our artillery fire, which caused the support to stop and the offensive was finally successfully restrained.

There was no enemy standing up in front of the position. The shells were not fun. Even several US tanks on the front of the position were bombed into ruins. How could the US military soldiers and South Korean troops dare to challenge such authority?

There were enemies lying on the ground everywhere. The suicide squad that was fearful of death just now seemed to have turned into dung worms in the cottage. They trembled and wriggled at the forefront of our position. The courage to begin had disappeared without a trace at this moment.

Wang Yang stared at the enemy's wriggling bodies for precise shooting. The bomb rains of bullets fired by Li Zhonghua and Jin Yongquan beside him pressed against the ground and stirred up waves of dust. Seeing the American soldiers and South Korean soldiers screaming and dying one by one, they felt that they had found a place to vent their anger.

This is the best time to revenge. The US military and the South Korean army were squirming and pausing at the front of the position, facing the rain of bullets fired by Wang Yang and others, and facing the intensive bombing of our army's cannons. The enemy also had such a desperate moment. Wang Yang even saw their eyes showing attachment to life. Unfortunately, everything is too late now and is coming to attack. He had to think of such a desperate moment. Wang Yang and the others did not need mercy, because they knew deeply that if they were at this time, the US military and the South Korean troops would never give them a chance to survive.

This is a battle of escaping death. Wang Yang and his team had a rebirth like a different world. Their eyes fell deeply on the battlefield guarded by the meteor warriors on the opposite side. There was not much smoke there. With the impact of the enemy's suicide squad just now, Wang Yang knew that the enemy's main attack direction was still here. It was precisely because of this that Shi Donglai and others helped them call artillery fire to support their positions again.

The enemy finally retreated, and the follow-up troops no longer dared to charge at the volunteers' positions at will. The sky became dim. Wang Yang raised his hand and looked at the watch in his hand. The battle was actually fought until four o'clock in the afternoon. Can the enemy organize a decent battle? Wang Yang didn't know, but looking at the mountains of corpses on the positions, the enemy must have been greatly damaged.

A touch of blood-like red attracted Wang Yang's sight. It was the enemy's military flag. It finally fell down, representing that the elite US cavalry First Division once again surrendered to the feet of the steadfast warriors who never gave up!

Military flag, this is the elite military flag of the US military!

It fell on the highest position guarded by Wang Yang and the others, which definitely made the warriors guarding the positions proud!

Perhaps a little bit of strength was left, and the death squads of the US and South Korean troops would occupy the position, but in the end their military flags could not advance and never floated above our position. Although there were tall piles of corpses stacked around, the enemy's attack intention was not realized. Wang Yang and others miraculously defended the position.

In his arms was Guo Xiangdong who was hit by several shots. He even had three glorious shots tied to his body. His hand finally stopped on it. Perhaps because the shot in his chest made him unable to pull it out again, but his heroic spirit of bravery against the enemy remained in people's hearts forever.

Guo Xiangdong was still holding the machine gun tightly in his hand. The machine gun's butt stock was drawn by the bullet casing. Kill an enemy and drew a single stroke on the gun. Guo Xiangdong was always advancing towards his target of killing 100 enemies. Wang Yang and the others didn't know whether he had accomplished this goal, but they knew that his desperate spirit of sacrifice left a strong stroke on the bright five-star red flag of our army with his passion.

Liu Lidong and Liu Jianguo almost fell in front of Wang Yang and Li Zhonghua. They saved Wang Yang and Li Zhonghua's lives, but God took away their lives extremely cruelly. Seeing them lying quietly on the position, with enthusiasm for killing the enemy on their faces, Wang Yang and Li Zhonghua were about to cry without tears, and the desolate mountain wind roared on the position. It was really a few people who had fought back in ancient times!

Wang Yang hopes that they are just lying drunk on the battlefield, but can they really wake up from drunkenness?

The sound of the phone in Lentin actually rang in the air defense bunker. It was a miracle that the fire of such a dense just now did not blow up the phone line. However, when Wang Yang picked up the phone, the sound on the phone made him cry.

"Is it the position at the Yeoncheon Pass? I am Fu Chongbi, are the soldiers okay? Is the position still there?"

"The head...the leader...the head...the wuwu...we guarded...the position..."

Suddenly hearing Fu Chongbi's voice, Wang Yang kept holding back the grief, but suddenly felt sadness suddenly erupted from it. He cried loudly like a child. When the sad voice fell on the position, the iron-clad men Li Zhonghua and Jin Yongquan couldn't help but burst into tears. They beat their chests and stamped their feet and cried like helpless children. Men did not cry easily, but they had not reached the sad place. But all this was more than the word sadness that Wang Yang experienced.

"Wang Yang?!Wang Yang! You are Wang Yang! Little...Ghost head...Don't cry, I know you're fighting hard..."

Hearing that Wang Yang was about to pour out all the grievances and the sorrow of fighting, and crying so helplessly, Fu Chongbi seemed to fully understand Wang Yang's feelings, and his voice couldn't help but choke.

"All the soldiers were sacrificed, we only left three people! Commander... Wang Zhiguo and the others left... We watched our comrades in front of us... sacrifice..."

After hearing such a friendly voice, Wang Yang seemed to have finally found a relative. He was so sad that he couldn't help but cry so much that he was so sad that he was so angry that he was so sad that he was so angry.

"You...you are all good, I thank you, the Sixty-Three Army thank you, the motherland thank you, Wang Yang, you must be stronger..."

The tears in Fu Chongbi's eyes washed down on the phone. The young men who fought on the front line were still eighteen or nineteen years old. In fact, they were still some children, but they had to face such a cruel battle. But they fought so bravely, why not let Fu Chongbi feel moved.

"Head...Chief! Don't worry, for the dead comrades, as long as we are there, the position will not be lost! Please help us thank the artillery brother. With their help, I defended the position again!"

Crying and wiping tears, but when he heard Fu Chongbi's instructions, Wang Yang stood up and was still a soldier who could not be defeated. His tears were still filled with the honor of the soldier who was unyielding and swearing to give up.

"Okay! OK! You are all good! You are all heroes of the motherland!"

But when he heard Wang Yang's words, the crying of Li Zhonghua and Jin Yongquan came from the phone again, and Fu Chongbi's mood became even more turbulent. He firmly said loudly in a tone that cannot be refused:

"But our army needs heroes, and the motherland also needs heroes to continue defending! I order you to come back! One by one, you have withdrawn from the second-tier position, and you have completed the mission gloriously! Come back, I will never let you suffer a little more damage..."

This is the last words Fu Chongbi left to Wang Yang and the others. Then he put down the phone and hugged his head and cried silently. He was in grief and couldn't help himself. Fortunately, Wang Yang was still alive, but many soldiers fell on the position forever from then on, and many young people could never return to their hometown they missed. This was a tragic and cruel battle!

Even after the Anti-Japanese War and the Civil War in China, Fu Chongbi has never experienced such a cruel battle. Seeing that the lively soldiers will never see each other again, how could he not shed heroic tears?

In fact, the news he received was only more than ten minutes. He had to defend the task for half a month, but now because tens of thousands of soldiers of the Sixty-Three Army used their blood and life to form an indestructible line of defense in Tieyuan, he would block the troops behind him for twelve days, allowing the troops behind to be moved and rested. Shishi had already issued an order to retreat to the Sixty-Three Army.
Chapter completed!