Chapter 110 Nineteen hours of life and death (nine) [For 1/2 as before]
Fifteen minutes later, the escaping Japanese soldiers disappeared from everyone's sight; they were knocked out of all courage by the live mines that exploded three times in a row.
Then, Hu Biao's roar sounded: "Don't be idle, get ready for battle, and give me three more people in front of the position. Who will go?"
"I'm going~"
"Count me in~"
"Don't argue with me. I can't hold on much longer. Rather than die here like a dog, it's better to blow up a few little devils. Killing one is enough, and you can make a profit by killing two."
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In an instant, such a response on the final position was like a cloud of responses.
After a short time, those people who were waiting in front of the radio could hear some sounds that made them feel sad, excited, entangled and many other complex emotions.
"My name is Xu Hemin, from Sujiajian, Rudong County.
Dad, Mom! The child is unfilial and cannot continue to serve his parents, but the play says that since ancient times, loyalty and filial piety cannot have both, and the child can only~"
"My name is Deng Datong, a native of Kaifeng. When the bandits broke out, my whole family had already died.
I have fought with many marshals over the years and fought many battles, but they were all bad things that would make me panic when I tell them. Today, I can finally straighten my back and say that I have not brought shame on the old Deng family~"
In the midst of such shouts, one image after another was formed in the minds of the listeners.
Because these men who died generously were actually the dogs, refugees, and rioters who lived around them every day and secretly hated them.
But at this critical moment, these people finally became bloody...
At 5:13 in the afternoon on the 28th, at the 67th Division headquarters behind Luodian.
Hu Biao was familiar with the bespectacled man Wang Caifa and the counselor Wang. He felt that his nerves, which had been tense all the time, could finally relax a little.
Because now, their 67th Division has a backbone again.
It is said that Huang Wei, who was urgently summoned back to China after the Battle of Songhu, finally took over the command of the 67th Division.
After having a backbone, everyone in the 67th Division immediately became more stable.
I am also more confident to stick to the position of Luodian, which is like a flesh and blood mill.
But what they don't know is that if the current situation continues as it is, the current Luodian position will fall into the hands of the Japanese as early as this morning.
That is to say, during the day tomorrow, Huang Wei personally led the remnants of the 67th Division, together with the supporting friendly troops, and after a bloody battle, they recaptured Luo Shopkeeper's position.
Unfortunately, due to the heavy losses in the battle, they were subsequently covered by fierce firepower from the Japanese side.
The defenders of the 67th Division had to retreat soon.
Also from that day on, the battle in Luodian moved from the main position in the town to the outlying areas, and the two sides continued to fight for a long time.
A large number of troops were filled in and then quickly consumed.
In other words, the arrival of rookies like Hu Biao has made some good improvements, allowing some little people to survive.
Of course, compared to the other improvement, the above can be said to be nothing worth mentioning.
After an afternoon of fermentation, the 'Tianyin Broadcasting Station' has been broadcasting the news, which caused a huge sensation and influence in the Magic City.
Regardless of whether it is the supplementary battalion of the Jiangsu Provincial Security Corps, these miscellaneous names have been persisting in the fight.
It's still those living landmines who either expressed their heroic or tragic last words before carrying out their fatal mission.
Even just Wang San's simple reaction of kowtowing and calling his mother before his death touched the most sensitive emotions in the hearts of the audience.
Doing something for them as much as possible to let those people survive, at least a few, has become the most simple idea in the hearts of the people in the Magic City.
To this end, countless people have worked hard and appealed for it.
The above result can be regarded as achieving Hu Biao's goal in a sense.
In addition, there were some big figures in the Magic City who contacted him through some channels and made some strange requests: others could ignore it, but Hu Biao must survive.
As long as Master Huang helps, they will naturally remember this favor.
According to what the new Master Huang learned, this was a private move by those big shots who were concerned about Hu Biao's penicillin channels.
Therefore, Huang Wei just received an order from the commander's department: immediately deploy a company of the 43rd Division to support the salient position where Hu Biao is located.
And the relevant news was notified to let the people of Magic City know that the chief's department did not do anything.
At the same time, we must ensure that the supplementary battalion will not be wiped out in the near future. If the situation is critical, the supplementary battalion can be allowed to withdraw...
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To be able to sit on the throne of division commander, Huang Wei is certainly not a novice. He certainly understands what this order represents.
The way Hu Biao and his supplementary battalion made things worse not only offended their 67th Division, but also offended some big shots in the commander's department.
At present, due to public opinion, the supplementary battalion cannot be wiped out, and a few survivors must be left alive.
But after such an incident, when public opinion calms down, they will definitely not end well.
Even Huang Wei knew that the relevant personnel had already taken action to try to quickly downplay and calm down such a public opinion.
At that point, Hu Biao and his friends' good days will be over.
After thinking about this, he began to give instructions to Staff Officer Wang:
"Notify them immediately, and wait until the next battle breaks to send reinforcements and supplies to the front line as soon as possible. Don't forget to send a company to Hu Biao's salient position."
"Reinforce the company?" Based on the considerations of the battle situation and the needs of the actual situation, Staff Officer Wang asked this question.
"No need, just assemble a hundred or so people from the auxiliary staff and send them up." Huang Wei replied like this.
After hesitating for a few seconds, Staff Wang finally agreed: "Yes..."
By 6:34 in the afternoon, only half of the sunset was hanging in the sky; just now, the battle ended for the unknown number of times today.
"Swordsman, how many explosive packs do we have?"
After a violent cough, Hu Biao spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva and asked his lieutenant and the chief steward.
Then, he heard an unusually helpless answer:
"There are only 4 explosive packs left. At best, we can survive the next battle. If we don't even have any explosive packs anymore, what should we do?"
"What else can we do? Bundle a few more wooden handle grenades, don't they serve the same purpose? How much does it cost to make a box of hand grenades in the border area? It's not a big deal."
Hu Biao solved such a problem in an understatement.
However, the problem of explosives used in live mines is easy to solve, but after an afternoon of fighting, something embarrassing happened.
After one or two battles, it was still a small battle, and they didn't even have enough people to participate in the live mines.
Then, just when Hu Biao and the others were almost in dire straits, a miracle fell on their heads, and the swordsman shouted with excitement and cry:
"Lao Hu, reinforcements have finally arrived. Your illness can be cured, no! It's us who can be cured."