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Chapter 34 The fierce battle is still going on

The soldiers of the Ninth Company carried ammunition boxes, engineer shovels and their own guns on their backs, and carried blasting tubes, and set off in squad formation units. When they arrived at the tunnel entrance, they looked through the tunnel entrance to the half-covered high ground, and they were still in a daze.

The sky was heavy, thick fog enveloped the position, artillery shells continued to fall, and the rolled up soil splashed everywhere.

The soldiers of the Seventh Company at the entrance of the tunnel were using engineering shovels to dig away the soil buried in the tunnel.

They saw that the soldiers of the Ninth Company were ready to fight. An observer from the Seventh Company reminded: "Ninth Company Commander, when I just saw the enemy, the enemy was still two hundred meters away from our forward position.

About 100 meters away now."

"Okay!" Captain Gao nodded and waved to the soldiers. The soldiers quickly got out of the tunnel and naturally separated to the left and right. The first and second rows went to the right side where the pressure was greater, and the third row went to the right side where the pressure was less.

On the left side, soldiers shuttled through the No. 1 position under artillery fire. They hid in bomb craters and kept moving forward with the help of bunkers. Artillery shells exploded around them. In addition to the roar when the artillery shells fell, they heard the roar when the artillery shells exploded.

A soldier carrying an ammunition box five or six meters in front of Xia Yuan was unfortunately hit by a shell. The shell did not fall around him, but exploded in front of him. The huge explosion directly destroyed the entire

The person exploded, and pieces of clothes flew everywhere.

"Han Qingsheng!!"

"Walk!"

The soldiers had no time to grieve. Staying longer meant more chances of being hit by enemy shells. They could only endure the grief in their hearts and continue to move forward in order to reach their fighting location in the shortest time.

Xia Yuan didn't know when he would be hit by a cannonball, and maybe he would die, but he only hoped that this day would come later, so that he could at least kill more enemies and do more things.

On the No. 1 position, the trench just dug last night has been plowed to the ground by the enemy's artillery, and a shallow trench mark can still be seen faintly, crookedly and crisscrossing.

The soldiers quickly arrived at the right side of Position No. 1, placed the ammunition boxes in the bomb crater, and quickly dug trenches and built bunkers and other defenses despite the enemy's fierce artillery fire.

"The enemy is coming!"

A long row of voices was almost engulfed by artillery fire.

The shells kept exploding in the soil around the soldiers. The soil was released everywhere, raining on the soldiers' bodies and slapping the soldiers' faces. The enemy had already rushed up, and the soldiers had no time to dig deeper bunkers.

After digging briefly, he quickly bounced the ammunition away, then set up his gun and aimed at the enemies rushing up the mountain.

In the early morning, the fog in the mountains has not dissipated, and it mixes with the thick smoke and smoke on the top of the mountain. In the haziness, one can see the shadows of people moving.

In the valley, the roar of artillery spread far and wide, causing the fog in the mountains to tremble continuously. The enemy was hidden in the thick fog and kept approaching the top of the mountain. A platoon leader shouted, "This mountain

The fog is so thick, no one can see clearly!"

Captain Gao's voice came from the other side: "Get closer and then fight."

In the second platoon's defensive zone, Platoon Leader Sun Yuan touched Xia Yuan's side and said, "How about such a heavy fog? Can we hit it?"

Xia Yuan nodded: "The impact is not great, but it won't be enough if it is further away."

The gun smoke is fine, but the current situation is that the early morning fog is mixed with the gun smoke, and the line of sight is seriously obstructed. Turning on the eagle's vision can only alleviate it. You can see clearly within a few dozen meters, and it will be hazy further away.

Platoon leader Sun Yuan braved the enemy's artillery fire and shuttled among the soldiers, constantly carrying them: "Put in some and then fight. Stay calm. When the enemy is close, throw grenades. When they are closer, use a submachine gun to greet them."

them."

Fifty meters away, the enemy's figure can already be seen, and the enemy's artillery fire has also extended to the rear. In this way, the forward position will no longer be bombarded by the enemy.

When the enemy reached twenty meters, the soldiers hiding in the bunker picked up the grenade, their fingers already hooked on the grenade's cord, and their eyes were fixed on the enemy's figure in the thick fog.

, Sun Gong filled all the guns with bullets and waited quietly.

"beat!"

Captain Gao shouted and pulled the trigger of the submachine gun in his hand. The soldiers behind the bunker held the grenade in their hands for two seconds and threw it hard at the enemy. The grenade delayed for a few seconds fell on the enemy's head.

An explosion occurred, or it exploded at half the height of a person in the crowd. Broken shrapnel was scattered everywhere, and the soldiers who were not killed immediately let out shrill screams.

Then we were suddenly attacked by the volunteers. The enemy rushed towards the forward position desperately, firing continuously with the guns in their hands.

Bullets whizzed over their heads, and the soldiers in the bunker fought back hard. If the submachine guns in their hands couldn't fire, they patted them and kept trying. If they couldn't fire, they threw the submachine guns aside and picked up grenades to hit the enemies hard.

Xia Yuan transformed into a sharpshooter, aiming at the machine gunners and flamethrowing soldiers in the enemy group. He continuously pulled the trigger, and the bullets accurately shot the special soldiers in the enemy group.

A bullet will take away an enemy's life. Of course, sometimes the gun will be fired. The enemy is not a fool. They will stand there for you to hit. They will keep jumping left and right, and hide in the crater from time to time, making Xia Yuan unable to

Effectively kill the enemy.

"Grenade!"

He shouted and stared at the figure in front. Sun Gong immediately pushed the ammunition box containing the grenade to Xia Yuan. Xia Yuan grabbed the grenade, unscrewed the cover, pulled the cord to control the force, and threw the grenade into the crowd.

It accurately landed on the enemies hiding in the craters, and the broken shrapnel exploded making them scream.

Xia Yuan continuously threw grenades, and the precise and violent throws blew up the enemy in front of him. He dared not move forward. The ground was full of enemy corpses and wailing wounded soldiers. Before the wounded soldiers could pick up their guns and shoot,

A grenade landed on their heads.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The early morning battle in Shangganling has begun.

Due to the defeat on the first day of the battle, the enemy sent more troops to attack Shangganling. At present, the 537.7 Highlands are firmly controlled by the enemy. The 235th Regiment can only mobilize troops to counterattack the three highlands occupied by the US military on the 597.9 Highlands. This also results in

Another situation.

That is, the U.S. military can attack Highland 537.7 without dividing its forces. It can gather superior forces to launch a more violent attack on the more than a dozen positions defended by volunteers on Highland 597.9. The enemy's charge is completely one wave after another, even if it is temporary.

were repulsed, but soon the enemy's heavy artillery aimed at our army's forward positions. Under the enemy's fierce bombardment, the soldiers stationed at the front could not replenish ammunition at the rear, and the soldiers at the rear could not move to the forward positions.

Our troops sent ammunition and supplies.

The enemy's offensive in the early morning was so fierce that Xia Yuan felt frightened. The enemies were like locusts all over the mountains and fields, and the enemy's helmets were shaking everywhere. Our soldiers fought bloody battles to meet the enemy. After suffering relatively small casualties,

, finally withstanding this wave of enemy attacks, Xia Yuan sat down in the trench and placed the empty gun on the ground.

Sun Gong said excitedly: "Squad leader! You are so awesome! You killed at least forty enemies by yourself!"

Xia Yuan smiled bitterly: "This is just the first wave of the enemy's offensive. It's not yet dawn, and more people will be killed next."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was the sharp whistling of artillery shells above his head, accompanied by the shouts of the soldiers. The artillery shells fell all over the forward position. The soldiers lay in the trenches, curled up, and the soil continued to fall, and the smoke filled the air.

, the battlefield where shelling continued, Xia Yuan curled up as if it was the end of the world. The falling shells rolled up a lot of soil, and the newly dug bunker was quickly buried by seven or eight shells.

A harsh and sharp whistle sounded above Xia Yuan's head, and a rumble landed on the edge of the trench next to them.

In an instant, there was a buzzing sound in his ears. Xia Yuan opened his mouth wide, and the sound reached his ears. He shouted: "Sun Gong, are you okay?"

The buzzing sound was accompanied by Sun Gong's voice that something was wrong, "Squad leader, I'm fine."

Xia Yuan shook his head and couldn't hear clearly. His vision was basically blocked by the falling soil. Every time he breathed in, he was filled with the pungent smell of gun smoke. Another whistling shell fell beside him. He hurriedly curled up.

, keeping himself in a lying position, his ears were buzzing, his body was constantly shaking, mud and sand were flying, his eyes could not be opened, and his mouth and nose were filled with acrid smoke.

The whole world seems to be at the end of the world.

After nearly half an hour of bombardment, the fierce bombardment gradually weakened and began to spread to the rear. At this time, some veteran soldiers could basically guess that the enemy was pressing forward again.

Sure enough, some of the surviving soldiers shook off the dirt on their bodies and guns, and looked up. In the thick fog and smoke, the enemy's locust-like figure was pressing up blackly. Under such huge pressure, Platoon Leader Sun

I didn't even have time to count the wounded. I struggled out of the trench that was almost buried. I saw that there were not many soldiers left in the second row on the forward position. I felt distressed and frightened and angry at the same time. The enemy was pressing forward again. You can imagine the pressure on the volunteer soldiers in the forward position.

However, even Xia Yuan, who had turned on the plug-in, felt deeply desperate.

He gritted his teeth, shook his head, picked up the gun in his hand, and pulled the trigger, but there was no gunshot.

He picked up a gun that was leaning against the trench wall, pulled the trigger, and the bullet came out, killing an American soldier.

Looking at the American troops pressing up, he no longer bothered to pick up the ammunition buried in the soil, and kept pulling the trigger. Eight bullets killed the enemy. He stretched the gun in his hand to the side and shouted: "Sun

Gong, move quickly, the enemy is coming!"

Not seeing Sun Gong grabbing the gun in his hand, Xia Yuan turned around while shouting: "Sun Gong, you..."

However, when he saw that there was no movement from Sun Gong in the trench that was almost filled up, Xia Yuan was suddenly startled. He dug hard at the soil with both hands. Suddenly, he focused his eyes and looked at the soil in his palms.

Wet... He was even more shocked and continued to dig down. The soil was wet and black, and he couldn't tell what it was.

A bad premonition had already arisen in Xia Yuan's heart.

He picked up the blown rags and saw the mud and sand mixed with the bloody back. He stretched out his hand to grab the dirt, and the flesh and blood mixed with the dirt and stuck together.

"Sun Gong!"

Xia Yuan struggled hard and pulled Sun Gong up. His mouth and nose were black with a lot of dirt. He slapped Sun Gong's face with his hand and shouted: "Sun Gong, Sun Gong."

Sun Gong has stopped moving.

"The enemy is coming!!"

Amidst the sound of artillery, the shouts of the surviving soldiers came from the position. Xia Yuan gritted his teeth and ignored Sun Gong. He picked up the gun and stuffed the ammunition into the magazine. He calmly looked forward and saw that the enemy had appeared.

On the forward position, and after the volunteer soldiers stationed at the forward position experienced round after round of enemy shelling, there were not many left alive.

There are only about thirty soldiers left in the three platoons.

The difficult battle continued. Blood kept coming out of Captain Gao's mouth and nose, his mind was dizzy, and the battlefield was blurry in front of his sight. When Captain Gao realized that he was wounded, it was already too late, but he heard something in his ears.

He shouted "The enemy is coming". He cleverly ignored the blood that was constantly spurting out of his mouth and looked towards the front. His eyes were unclear. Company Commander Gao blinked anxiously. If he still couldn't see clearly, he rubbed it with his hands.

His eyes were filled with mud, blood filled his eye sockets, two streaks of blood flowed from his cheeks, and his hands were already sticky.

Company Commander Gao grabbed a handful of dirt, took advantage of the moment when his eyes could see clearly, picked up his gun and shot at the enemy, but he was seriously injured, his sight was disappearing, blood kept coming out of his facial features, and his ears

You can't even hear the sound of artillery, you can only feel the vibration of the position under your body through your senses.

After being wounded, Captain Gao did not alert other soldiers. He still fired tenaciously with his submachine gun. After emptying the bullets, he groped randomly on the ground and body with his hands. He felt the magazine and felt that there were bullets inside. With that feeling

Replace the magazine, hold the gun and shoot at the enemy again.

After the war, when the soldiers discovered Captain Gao, Captain Gao had already died. A large number of bullet casings fell around him, and even reloaded bullets were found in some magazines. Those bullets were actually just stuffed

Gone eggshells...

The platoon leader was sacrificed under the enemy's artillery fire. The figure of the platoon leader could not be seen in the trench, only some fragments of clothes were seen. The enemy's artillery fire was too fierce, and the soldiers withstood the enemy's fire.

Attacked, but could not withstand the enemy's bombing.

Even in such a battle with reduced numbers, the few remaining soldiers in the first and second platoons still withstood the enemy's last wave of offensive before the sun rose above their heads.

The hazy sunlight penetrated the thick smoke, and when it fell on the position, it was almost invisible. When a shell fell, there was no shadow of the sun, only the smoke filled the position, a scorched earth, and a lot of shrapnel.

In the magazine, the last bullet came out and penetrated the body of a retreating American soldier. Xia Yuan put away his gun and looked at the American troops retreating like a tide. He looked up at the sky again. There was no trace of it in the gray sky.

The sunlight coming in was like this battlefield, extremely depressing.

Standing on the forward position, there were only twos and threes of volunteer soldiers. The enemy fled in despair after leaving a large number of corpses on the forward position.


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