Ten minutes later, Qiaonan encountered a fierce enemy attack. After the enemy attacked and fought fiercely for more than half an hour, Qiaonan fell again. The combat team led by Xia Yuan rushed and attacked fiercely. Xia Yuan relied on sniping to quickly kill the enemy.
Firepower point, and let Wu Wenxiang lead two combat teams, with the cover of others, to charge towards the US military bridge deck.
Its target was the last two tanks parked south of the bridge.
As long as these two tanks are destroyed, the U.S. tanks in the north of Qiao will not be able to reinforce, and the south of Qiao will become the back garden of the volunteers!
In front of the station, Xia Yuan's last five combat groups gathered together and issued the final combat order.
"In half an hour of fighting, we will blow up the American tanks! Clear obstacles on the way for the large forces that will move over to attack later. Remember, if the tanks are destroyed, we will retreat and not fight anymore!"
"yes!"
Xia Yuan looked at the time. The battle started at four o'clock. Due to the delay of time and the continuation of the war, it had been postponed to ten o'clock. The time they had set for changing defense was twelve o'clock. The time of the battle could not be accurate to every hour.
Every minute, every second, so based on the time, they decided to hear the battle start and stop here to judge the timing of the attack.
Wu Qianli, Mei Sheng, Yu Congrong, Ping He, and Lei Gong are all veterans with no fighting experience to speak of.
There were only two hours left before the defense change. Taking down the two tanks was an urgent matter. Xia Yuan used sniping to effectively eliminate the enemy's effective strength.
The U.S. lieutenant stationed in the remaining troops stationed in the south of the bridge hid in the bunker and cursed loudly: "Fcuk!!! The enemy's snipers are not dead yet, our guns are gone, let the tanks, let the tanks hit me, give him
I'll blast it out!"
"Yes, sir!"
There were only two US tanks left in the south of the bridge, and the tanks in the north of the bridge were reinforced to five. Because the middle section of the Shuimen Bridge was damaged by a tank and the broken Shuimen Bridge was blocked, the tanks could only park on the bridge to the south of the bridge.
They fired artillery and long-range assault rifles in an attempt to provide long-range support, but such reinforcements were of no avail.
Since the number of volunteers in Qiaonan is not large, and the distance between combat groups is tens of meters away, and many places are blind spots for US tanks in Qiaobei, they cannot effectively help the US troops in Qiaonan. They can only provide
The volunteers attacking south of the bridge added some trouble.
The U.S. military was not a fool. Through portable radios, they knew that there was an enemy sniper south of the bridge, so they sent out reconnaissance soldiers to look for the sniper hidden behind the enemy through observation. After searching like this, he actually found him.
.
"Sir, the enemy's sniper is on the top of the slope at two o'clock!"
"Order the tank crew to bomb the top of the slope!"
"receive!"
The sniper position Xia Yuan was looking for was a mountainous area behind the volunteers. From this position, he could observe the entire layout of the south of the bridge and the bridge deck of Shuimen Bridge. Similarly, his position could also be clearly observed by the US military from the Shuimen Bridge.
At this moment, his position was instantly exposed. The U.S. military north of Qiao contacted the lieutenant of the U.S. military south of Qiao through a portable radio and reported the enemy's sniper position to him. The U.S. lieutenant immediately took off his helmet and raised it from one side.
, while cautiously sticking his head out to observe.
This move deceived Xia Yuan, and a bullet accurately hit the helmet raised by the US military lieutenant. He quickly retracted his head and shouted excitedly: "Fcuk! I found him and ordered the tank crew! Give it to me.
Blow him up!"
The barrels of the two tanks on the south of the bridge and the five tanks on the north of the bridge were turned and aimed at the top of the mountain where Xia Yuan was hiding. Shells were fired out one after another. Along with the screams coming from the friction of the air, the entire mountain was shaking.
Trembling, gravel breaking.
The two combat teams led by Wu Wenxiang had almost reached the U.S. Army's Qiaonan, but the enemy tanks' heavy artillery fire instantly attracted the volunteer soldiers in Qiaonan. They thought the enemy tanks were firing cannons again, but when they turned around, they saw
The scene where Xia Yuan's sniper position behind him was destroyed.
Wu Wenxiang turned his head, his pupils suddenly shrank, and shouted: "Platoon leader!"
The other soldiers were shocked and turned around to see that Xia Yuan's sniper position was covered by enemy tank fire.
Wu Wenxiang's eyes glowed scarlet, he directly picked up the explosive bag on his body, turned around and said: "Get their tanks for me! Cover me!"
The three soldiers also picked up the explosive bags on their bodies, and under the cover of the soldiers behind them, they rushed towards the US military position. However, Xia Yuan's sniper position in the rear was knocked out, and the US military counterattack began. Following the lieutenant's order, the enemy originally
The heavy machine gun that had misfired fired when the machine gun operator lay on the body of his man, and the bullets whizzed through his head.
"I'll blow up the enemy's firepower points! You blow up the enemy's tanks!"
"good!"
Wu Wenxiang hid in the bunker and adjusted his direction. When the enemy's heavy machine gun fired at the rear, he suddenly stood up and quickly rushed towards the enemy's firepower point. The enemy was condescending, and the US military discovered Wu Wenxiang rushing up.
"Fuck! Looking for death!"
He cursed loudly, turned the heavy machine gun, and fired a string of fire sickles at Wu Wenxiang who was rushing up.
"Deputy platoon leader, be careful!"
Wu Wenxiang was shocked and quickly hid in the bunker. He was still hit by a bullet in his arm. The arm holding the explosive package was suddenly shattered. The explosive package also slid down the mountain. He leaned on the bunker, shaking all over.
Gritting his teeth.
"Deputy Platoon Commander!"
The soldiers on the other side wanted to help him.
Wu Wenxiang was covered in blood, and most of his dirty cotton clothes were wet. He turned around and shouted: "Don't come over!" He trembled, clenched his teeth, and wrapped a bandage tightly around his broken arm, dripping with blood.
In just an instant, the bandage was stained with blood.
Wu Wenxiang hid in the bunker, looked at the explosive package three meters away from him, turned around and looked at the heavy machine gun of the US military, put the gun, bullet bag, and food behind the bunker, took a deep breath, and fiercely
Di stood up from the ground, rushed forward and stumbled forward, holding the explosive bag in his arms, and rolled on the ground. His body and wounds were covered with mud, and more blood came out. He ignored the pain in his body,
He used his teeth to pull the cord of the explosive pack, faced the enemy's bullets with firm eyes, and rushed towards the enemy's defenses step by step.
White smoke emitted from the explosive bag in his arms. Wu Wenxiang did not have the slightest fear, and there was only determination in his eyes. He accelerated the charge, and more and more blood spurted out from his broken arm. He could no longer control it. He seemed to have expected it.
On this day, when I picked up the explosive bag, I had already anticipated my ending. Even when I pulled the fuse, my actions were so firm, without any hesitation.
The American troops inside the fortifications saw a man covered in blood, with a charred face and a missing arm. They rushed over desperately and quickly shot at this terrible enemy. The bullets exploded into a mist of blood on his body.
But his movements were unusually vigorous. In the horrified eyes of the enemy, at the last moment when the enemy fell, a sinister smile appeared on his charred, blood-stained face.
"Fuck!!!"
The American troops in the bunker were rolling and crawling as they ran back.
Along with a roar, the earth seemed to be scared and trembling. Blood mixed with the soil and filled the entire battlefield.
"Deputy Platoon Commander!"
The eyes of several soldiers in the rear were bulging, staring at the place where Wu Wenxiang died. The blood-red soil was turned up several feet high, and gunpowder smoke filled the battlefield. The battle leader of the fourth group shouted: "Come for me! Explode!"
Killed the American tanks!"
Holding the explosive bag, he rushed towards the enemy's fortifications, rolled on the ground, and fired at the enemy.
Behind him, under his cover, the remaining soldiers of the four groups rushed towards the US tank with explosive packets in their hands.
Suddenly, the cover of the U.S. tank opened with a clang. A U.S. soldier grabbed the heavy machine gun on the tank and pulled the trigger. Blood mist surged. In an instant, the bodies of the two soldiers were pierced and shattered by bullets, and the blood was soaked in black.
Wearing cotton clothes, a soldier pulled out the explosive bag in his arms at the last moment.
With a huge roar, the vibrating soil on the ground continued to roll up in all directions. The rolled up soil was red.
The leader of the fourth group, with eyes wide open, emptied the ammunition in the magazine, shot and killed three American soldiers in succession, picked up the explosive package and charged it between the enemy tanks, got directly under the tank, and fired the explosive package.
Just as he was about to roll out, the US tank suddenly moved. His calf was suddenly broken by the track of the tank. The sound of bones and flesh squeezing was heard, and the ground was stained with blood.
"ah!"
The leader of the fourth team let out a scream, his teeth were bitten with blood, and he knew he could not walk away. He endured the pain, quickly found a grenade from his body, pulled the grenade and threw it behind him.
Under the tracks of a tank.
And shouted: "For New China! For victory!"
The fuse of the explosive bag ignited the explosive inside, and with a huge roar, one US military tank was blown up, and the track of another tank was broken. The smoke and black smoke from the tank after the explosion floated in the sky.
Black smoke, white snow, red blood.
Other combat groups covered each other and rushed towards the enemy's defense fortifications south of the bridge. A soldier under the age of twenty from the third group was injured when he found the enemy hiding in the power station room of the US military and picked him up.
The explosive pack rushed in and was killed by the US troops hiding behind the bunker. The exploding explosive pack tore open the fortifications of the US military stationed in the power plant room, and even opened a hole in the wall.
A 21-year-old young volunteer soldier from the second group fired a grenade during a fight with the enemy. Even though he was stabbed more than 20 times with a bayonet by the enemy, he still held on to the opponent and refused to fight.
He lost his hand, accompanied by a roar, and died a heroic sacrifice.
Three combatants from Group 5 rushed towards the US tanks in the north of Qiaoqiao. After being injured by the enemy and unable to escape, the three used their explosive packs to blow up two enemy tanks and broke a track. One person was shot by the enemy.
The gun was knocked out, one person held the explosive pack, charged at the enemy group, and died together with the enemy, while the other person held the enemy and jumped under the Watergate Bridge and died heroically.
By 11:30, only four of the five combat groups were left. They blew up the water gate bridge deck again and withdrew.
After they withdrew from the mountain, they quickly came to Xia Yuan's sniper position and found Xia Yuan who was unconscious in a rocky area. Xia Yuan was lying in a rocky area with his eyes closed, and his gun fell off.
On the side.
A soldier named Yan Wenbo stepped forward and touched the platoon leader's neck. He found that the platoon leader's neck was still beating. He turned around and shouted: "The platoon leader is still alive, the platoon leader is still alive!"
Wu Chengshu, the leader and machine gunner of a combat group, shouted: "Quickly, lift the platoon leader down quickly! Be careful."
In the rear, after hearing the explosion from the Watergate Bridge, Tan Zi was overjoyed. However, when he saw four soldiers withdrawing from the bridge, he seemed to have guessed something. He walked forward and saw the soldiers with their eyes closed.
Xia Yuan asked: "What happened to your platoon leader?"
Wu Chengshu said: "Reporting to the battalion commander, our platoon leader was discovered by the enemy tank group when he was shooting at the American troops in the rear to cover us. When we found the platoon leader, he was lying in a pile of rubble, and he looked like this
Looks like it."
Tan Ziwei stepped forward and took a look at Xia Yuan. He saw that the cotton clothes on his body were in tatters. Some of the cotton clothes were torn open, revealing his dark skin and dark cheeks. They were completely gone when he first saw this kid.
That delicate look.
Tan Ziwei observed for a moment and said: "He's fine, he's fine. Go find some snow, turn it into water and feed it to your platoon leader to drink. See if he can wake up. If not, slap him on the face with water and remember.
Stay, wipe it off quickly."
"yes!"
Tan Ziwei pulled another soldier and said, "Come and tell me what happened on the Watergate Bridge."
"Talking to the battalion commander, the remaining U.S. troops on the Watergate Bridge originally posed no threat, but our platoon leader was worried that the enemy's tanks would affect the subsequent attack on the Watergate Bridge, so he asked us to blow up the enemy tanks. In this way, the U.S. tanks would pass by.
If you don't come to the bridge, you will be blocked in the north of the bridge, and the south of the bridge can become our back garden."
A soldier quickly recounted what happened south of the Shuimen Bridge.
There were too many soldiers who rushed into the enemy group with explosive packs and died with the enemy, and even more soldiers died with the enemy tanks. Some injured soldiers sitting aside had tears in their eyes after hearing this.
Rao, a veteran soldier who had experienced hundreds of battles, had bloodshot eyes after hearing about the battle on Shuimen Bridge. He patted the surviving soldiers and solemnly said: "You are good, the motherland and the
The people will never forget you!"
"Talk about the battalion commander, our platoon leader is awake!"