Chapter 595 How long can they last (seven) [two-in-one chapter]
When the last Panther tank on the battlefield was destroyed along with Shi Polu and others, everyone died together.
Those German soldiers who attacked the position had lost the last bit of fighting courage in their hearts.
You know! In order to capture the position in front of them, which was only more than 200 meters wide due to the terrain, they not only deployed a large number of troops and equipment.
After a saturation bombardment, there were 8 tanks dispatched.
During the battle, the German side temporarily increased its troops twice, bringing the total offensive strength to 500, which was at least twice the superior strength of the defenders on the position.
But even so, in that iron-clad position, the counterattack was still so fierce.
Finally, after the commander in the rear gave the order to retreat, there were still less than a hundred soldiers left, and they retreated in embarrassment...
At this moment, there was not even the slightest movement from the people on the battlefield to pursue them.
They were like mud, and they collapsed to the ground one after another.
It’s not that I don’t want to, it’s that I really can’t do it.
In this battle, which lasted only twenty minutes and definitely less than half an hour, the intensity was simply too high.
Even bloodline warriors like Hu Biao are exhausted due to extreme mental stress, let alone other ordinary people.
But Hu Biao was slumped on the ground, looking at the German soldiers retreating in embarrassment, while taking out a pack of Camel Brands from his pocket with trembling hands.
After lighting it, I just took a sip in my mouth.
In my ears, a crying voice came: "Lao Hu, Hu Biao, come here quickly, Tiedan is dying, and I have something to tell you at last."
At such a sentence, Hu Biao quickly ran towards the place where the sound came from.
At such a time, he discovered that during the previous shelling and fighting, they had dug trenches, and most of the trenches had been filled with sand and splashes.
Because when he ran all the way, he stepped on loose soil, so that when he moved forward, his steps were always deeper and shallower.
After running wildly for a while, Hu Biao ran to his position.
He could see an iron egg lying flat on the ground with a twisted steel pipe stuck in his belly. Every time his chest and abdomen rose and fell, blood foam was spitting out from his mouth.
As for the orthopedic surgeon, Original Sin, and Delo who was lying on the side, everyone was at a loss.
Because this twisted steel pipe is inserted too deep into the stomach; it is impossible to pull it out under the current environment. If you pull out the iron egg, you will probably die immediately. If you don't pull it out, you will probably die soon.
So Hu Biao was called here just to hear his last words.
"Brother, if you have anything to say, I, Lao Hu, will definitely help you if I can."
After lowering his head, Hu Biao put his mouth to Tiedan's ear and solemnly asked such a sentence.
"Mission, mission~" At this moment, Tiedan could no longer utter a complete sentence, and could only reluctantly repeat these two words.
And when he forcibly said these two words, blood foam with body temperature kept splashing on Hu Biao's face.
But with the word "task", Hu Biao was actually able to understand what Tiedan wanted to say.
Therefore, he promised Tiedan with an extremely certain tone:
"Don't worry, brother, we will definitely complete the mission; Uncle Sam's Plane 35, Uncle Sam will definitely fall into the water; their big black fish will definitely continue to hit the mountain."
With such a promise, Tiedan slowly closed his eyes.
The face that was originally distorted by pain gradually relaxed; with a smile on his face, he died.
But after hearing the news, the Central Continent team members who rushed over felt heavy pressure in their hearts.
For a moment, the atmosphere couldn't help but become heavy...
About 10 minutes after the battle ended, two British Hurricane fighter jets finally appeared.
Facing the end of the battle, the two Hurricane fighter jets, under the strong request of Hu Biao on the ground position, pounced on a German artillery position in the southwest.
The main reason is that there are no less than eight 150 mm caliber heavy artillery there. Frankly speaking, it puts too much pressure on the position.
If it hadn't been for their prior artillery fire, which destroyed a considerable part of the defenses on the position, so many people would never have died in the last battle.
The main weapons equipped by these two aircraft are Hurricane aircraft with four 20mm cannons, and they also carry two 113kg bombs.
Therefore, Hu Biao and others still have considerable expectations for their actions.
It's a pity that the German anti-aircraft firepower is too strong.
The two Hurricane fighter jets circled and strafed in the sky above the artillery position. After dropping their bombs, they achieved no actual results at all and could only fly away.
Even the left wing of one of the Hurricane fighter jets was damaged by ground fire during the battle. It left with a trail of black smoke, and it was not known whether it could fly back successfully.
Faced with such a bad result, Mad Dog scolded him for a long time.
The content is simply that if he were to fly the plane, he would definitely be able to teach these German thugs a heavy lesson.
After the two Hurricane fighter jets left in embarrassment, a messenger from the German side appeared in front of the position and requested a two-hour truce.
During this period of time, they could treat their own wounded and take away the bodies of their own dead.
Of course, they know the rules: keep weapons, ammunition and food.
Faced with such a request, Hu Biao also decisively agreed to the other party's request.
During these precious two hours, Hu Biao and the others not only urgently strengthened the fortifications, but also held a funeral for the personnel who died in the battle.
Specifically, all those who died in the battle were cremated first using firewood and gasoline.
The ashes are collected and brought back after the war.
At this moment, the mutilated corpses of the war dead were wrapped in raging fire.
A British paratrooper blew the Scottish bagpipe he carried; a sad flute sound spread far, far away with the sound of the bagpipe...
Xu was in this fierce battle at noon, which exhausted all the energy of both sides.
For the entire afternoon that followed, the German side did not launch any attack.
During such a precious period of time, Hu Biao and other defenders were like wounded beasts, silently licking their wounds.
I suppressed my nausea and ate something, took a rest and repaired the fortifications, treated the wounded, etc.
They even asked for another hundred paratroopers from the British army at the south end of the bridge, bringing the number of troops on the position to 230, including the lightly wounded.
This calm situation lasted until half past six in the evening.
Just when Hu Biao thought that today's German attack was over, suddenly the familiar sound of cannonballs piercing the sky sounded in their ears again.
"Everyone immediately enter the bombproof cave and take cover~"
After throwing away the cigarette butt in his mouth, Hu Biao's voice roared wildly on the battlefield again.
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Time: September 19th, around 8 o'clock in the evening; tonight is another dark night without any moonlight or starlight, and you can't see your fingers.
Only when the Germans accidentally fired a flare into the sky.
That kind of pale and dazzling light illuminated such a dark night for a short while.
Location: The southern end of the Arnhem Bridge formation, on an already dilapidated position.
However, during such a rare truce, Hu Biao did not seize the time and quickly strengthened his position to resist the fierce attack of the German sticks who did not know when.
Instead, he is doing something more important, related to whether he can hold his position tomorrow:
Spend some time to hold an emergency meeting and study countermeasures, otherwise if the current situation continues to develop, the position will be in danger tomorrow.
So what! The attack launched by the German army in the evening was repelled by Hu Biao and the others without any surprise, but the casualty statistics after the war clearly made Hu Biao and the others realize something.
If we don't get rid of those 150mm heavy artillery in the artillery position southwest of Germany.
They will never survive the daytime tomorrow.
There was no way! Those emergency-reinforced artillery holes on the position were indeed carefully constructed, but they couldn't stand up to these Germans, who had to bombard them back and forth regardless of the loss of artillery shells.
At the beginning, for those bomb-proof caves that were collapsed by bombing.
Hu Biao and others dug it out as soon as possible, hoping that these people could be saved and would not be suffocated to death.
However, after digging several bomb-proof holes in succession, Hu Biao and the others discovered that as long as the bomb-proof holes were collapsed by such 150mm heavy artillery, the people inside could not be saved even if they were dug out.
Even if they look fine on the surface, their internal organs have been severely damaged and there is no way they can be saved.
So now, Hu Biao and the others have even skipped the excavation work, and let the bomb-proof cave that collapsed became the tomb of those people.
In short, in repelling the new German attack, Hu Biao and the others killed and injured about 20 people, but they lost more than 40 people in the shelling.
All in all, the number of defenders on the position suddenly dropped to 160.
And Hu Biao also knew that the troops under Major John's control were almost used to their limit, and it was estimated that not many reinforcements could be squeezed out anymore.
So tonight, we must kill those German sticks.
Otherwise, tomorrow the German troops will be able to completely flatten such a small position of more than 200 meters with just heavy artillery bombardment.
But how to get rid of it needs to be discussed carefully...
Distraught, Hu Biao entered the chimney mode again. Smoke continued to rise from his nostrils one after another. The Camel cigarettes he was wearing had long since burned out, and now he was lighting a German stick with a horse.
Shit-flavored cigarettes.
Doesn’t he know that smoking is bad for your health?
Of course I know, but the question is, at this time, what are you talking about with him that affects his health?
"Brothers, let's talk about it. How do we get rid of those German heavy artillery? Not to mention the casualties caused by their direct bombardment, the trenches were all flattened just now, and everyone basically fought on the flat ground.
Otherwise, there would be no need to kill more than 20 people to repel the German attack."
Facing the members of the Zhongzhou Team who were surrounding him, Hu Biao asked such a sentence.
Faced with such a question, Xu Feng replied angrily: "What else can we do? Of course we can set up a night attack death squad to blow them up. Isn't this something we often do when we fight against Japanese invaders in China?"
Night attack death squad, this is indeed a helpless but very useful method for the weak side.
After seeing that everyone in the team had no objection to such a statement, Hu Biao asked another key point:
"Then, who will go to this night attack death squad? Everyone can sign up by themselves."
"I, I signed up. As long as I can see Uncle Sam's plane fall into the sea, I am willing to die again. It doesn't matter how miserable the death is."
As Xu Feng said this, he raised his arms.
"Count me in. I didn't catch a cold when Uncle Sam's plane fell into the sea. But the scene of the toilet exploding on the third brother's plane and ship is something I want to see again in my lifetime."
The above statement is what Poluo said after he raised his hand.
"What I want to see is another tsunami in the island country, and their air force bases will stage a stray bomb scene." Mad Dog said with excitement on his face, the scene he was looking forward to.
In this way, everyone's conversation started.
In a short period of time, all members of the Zhongzhou Team who were still able to fight expressed their willingness to participate and expressed their thoughts.
Good guy! If their wish is to come true, the strength of the three armies of Uncle Sam, Third Brother, Monkey, Island Devils, Oppa and others in the surrounding areas will suffer a devastating blow.
But this is good, at least among the above words, everyone cheered up after being depressed due to the fierce battle.
Facing the enthusiasm of the crowd, Hu Biao maintained a rare sense of reason.
He said: "Everyone, calm down. It's impossible for everyone to join the death squads. Otherwise, who will defend the positions the day after tomorrow? Let me do the roll call."
Lao Yang, Feng, Xu Feng, Po Luo, Su Hong, Translator, Bai Xiang, Mad Dog, Ye Yu, King Kong, Company Commander, Han Zi, Lang Qing, 13 of you go out; Lao Yang is considered the team commander, and all actions are up to him
Responsible.
In addition, you can select some more people from the soldiers and paratroopers to form a 30-man night attack death squad."
Facing Hu Biao's arrangement, others did not make any sense; in the following time, arrangements were made hastily based on this point.
As a result, everyone was busy until 9:20 in the evening. Not only was the night attack death squad completed, but all preparations before departure were also completed.
In the sky above the Degun camp in the distance, the light of the flares came faintly.
As Hu Biao walked slowly, he looked at the 30 members of the suicide squad standing in front of him one by one who were about to set off.
Although there are not many in number, they are already the most elite fighting force at Hu Biao's disposal.
Even in the Zhongzhou team, except for the commander Hu Biao, only two doctors and a few members, as well as the wounded, remained.
It can be said that Hu Biao completely took out the heavy artillery position of the German gunmen this time.
In addition, after killing the special forces of Fort Orning last time, a total of 9 antique night vision devices were collected and repaired, and Hu Biao took out all of them from Jason's space ring.
These antique night vision devices, coupled with Ye Yu, a girl with night vision ability, will be the greatest confidence for their actions tonight.
In the end, I saw every person who participated in the Suicide Squad once and memorized these faces deeply in my eyes.
Hu Biao picked up the can box in his hand. The box contained alcohol mixed with water, which preserved the tradition that the Chinese death squads must take a sip of guillotine before going out.
There was no long speech, Hu Biao just said:
"Before leaving, brothers, please feel free to ask if you have any requests. Lao Hu, as long as I can make it absolutely vague, I will arrange it for you."
It's a pity that when faced with Hu Biao's statement, these guys immediately fought back.
"Pull him down! We are all fighting for the modern plane, and we are not helping you, Hu Biao, to fight the war." The translator shouted.
It can be said that the sadness in Hu Biao's heart was diluted in an instant.
"What the hell! Drink, get out of here right away after drinking." Hu Biao's mouth suddenly began to curse like this.
After saying that, Hu Biao and the others raised the can and drank the alcohol in it, which was only mixed with a little water. After entering the mouth, the strong stimulation of alcohol made them feel like their throats were burning.
At this time, Yang Dongli thought of something and shouted at Hu Biao:
"Give me that bag of sand on your body. Even if I die, I won't be cheap to those who killed me. Anyone who dares to dig up my body will die."
Upon hearing such a request, Hu Biao took out the pack of sand cigarettes and made a "fuck you" gesture in his hand.
Then, amidst the beating of cans and boxes, these people set off one by one.
When these people were about to completely disappear into the night, Hu Biao couldn't help but muttered to these guys:
"You bastards, try to come back alive."
During the whole process, Captain Frederick of the British paratroopers and veteran Jack of the soldiers watched the scene unfolding in front of them silently, without even a single word of complaint.
Because during this process, they felt an extremely heavy, strong sense of ritual similar to religion...