Chapter 44 How do you deserve the title of the cutest person?
The soldiers in the tunnel had fiery eyes. They were stirred up by the fighting enthusiasm of their wounded comrades and couldn't calm down. If their bodies could still be like this despite being injured, then their bodies were intact, let alone humiliate the Chinese people.
The name of the volunteer army!
In the tunnel, waves of air continued to blow in along with the artillery fire from the outside. Every soldier was replenished with ammunition. They were carrying guns, squatting, and standing in the tunnel. Everyone had determination on their faces, standing in front of them.
It's Xia Yuan, this legendary recruit who has been commended by the regiment headquarters, division headquarters and military headquarters. He is the battle hero of the Ninth Company. He fought a brilliant and beautiful battle just after entering Shangganling. He is the leader of all soldiers of the 15th Army.
An object of worship for all.
He stayed alive in Shangganling for two days, killed countless enemies, and made great achievements in battle.
Captain Feng looked at Xia Yuan, nodded heavily, and with a loud shout of "Let's go", more than 30 soldiers from the second row formed several combat groups and set off from the exit of the front tunnel or the rear tunnel. The wounded in the tunnel watched the soldiers set off.
From the back, lightly wounded soldiers were spontaneously organized to crush bullets for the fighting soldiers in the tunnels. Some seriously wounded soldiers who were still able to move were begging Comrade Wang Lan, hoping to allow them to crush bullets for the front line.
Comrade Wang Lan knew very well that these seriously wounded soldiers knew that they could no longer go to the front line. They could only use this method to help the soldiers fighting on the front line.
She was extremely shocked and moved in her heart. What lovely people they are. Because of their selfless dedication, our motherland was not persecuted by foreign invaders, and the enemies were blocked on the 38th Parallel and unable to move.
With tears in her eyes, Wang Lan looked at the seriously wounded in front of her and said: "Comrades, I understand how you feel now, but don't you want to go to the front line with your gun to fight again? It's better to suppress the bullets.
, but you must also consider your own health. Let us heal our injuries and then go fight the foreign devils with our guns!"
She added: "Comrades, I think if the instructor is still here, he must also hope that you can take good care of your injuries and take good care of your body."
After saying that, she grabbed the bullet and held a DP-28 light machine gun and a magazine of the rotary machine gun in one hand. While pressing it, she said: "Leave the task of pressing the bullet to me. You guys should take good care of your injuries until your body is fully recovered."
After the injuries are healed, let's go fight the foreign devils again! Beat them all to the ground! Beat them back to their hometown!"
The seriously injured soldiers fell into silence when they heard Wang Lan's words. They remembered the instructor's instructions and the instructions of Company Commander Gao.
A seriously wounded soldier said: "Comrade Wang Lan, thank you, we will take good care of ourselves and then go to the front line to fight! Then we will defend our motherland!"
"Hey!" The tears in Comrade Wang Lan's eyes never stopped. Maybe one day in the future, the battle is won and she returns to China. She must tell her family what she saw, heard, and experienced in Shangganling.
People listen, let them always remember that it is precisely because of the protection of lovely people's soldiers like them that our motherland has not been invaded by foreign invaders.
In the lounge, Wang Yongmeng found the instructor of the Seventh Company. After the commanders and fighters of the Ninth Company were basically sacrificed, the commanders and fighters of the Seventh Company took over the defense of the Ninth Company against Shangganling. He was also assigned to the Seventh Company and watched the soldiers of the second row actively organize a counterattack.
, Comrade Wang Yongmeng also urgently hopes that he can go to the battlefield.
Comrade Wang Yongmeng watched the movie "Iron Warrior" and met the Miao hero soldier Liu Xingwen, so he decided to join the army to resist U.S. aggression and aid Korea, and to protect his family and country!
After entering the DPRK, he was eager to rush to the front line and fight the foreign devils. But now that the Battle of Shangganling broke out, the soldiers of the Ninth Company rushed to the front line one by one and failed to come back. They regarded death as if they were home, and their heroic and fearless fighting spirit continued
It inspired him and attracted him, especially when he saw the wounded in the tunnel clamoring to go to the front line even though they were physically injured, his inner fighting enthusiasm continued to rise.
"Instructor, please let me go to the front line. The foreign devils have already fought on the battlefield, and the soldiers of the Ninth Company have also gone up. I have been in the army for more than half a month, and I haven't even fought a small battle. What kind of volunteer soldier is this? Why?
Do you deserve the title of 'the cutest person'?"
The instructor of the Seventh Company is a weak scholar. Just now, he was transferred from the No. 4 position to the No. 1 position. He is responsible for recording the combat deeds of the soldiers on the battlefield. This is the most precious wealth of Shangganling.
But there is no ambiguity in fighting. The soldiers of the Ninth Company fought bravely and died heroically on the Shangganling position. The wounded responded positively and the enthusiasm for fighting was unprecedentedly high. The more so, the less likely it is to be impatient, and it is impossible to eat hot tofu in an impatient manner.
He recorded in the book that when he heard Comrade Wang Yongmeng's words, he stopped writing, raised his head and said: "Comrade Wang Yongmeng, I also want to fight on the front line. I am also a volunteer soldier, but you have to understand that each of us has
It is an important part of a company, just like a watch, every part has its role, and it cannot function without anyone."
The instructor pointed at the phone and said: "The battle is getting more and more intense. The phone line may be blown up by enemy artillery fire at some point. Once we lose contact with the rear, your role will be reflected. Comrade Wang Yongmeng,
It is only the second day of the battle, and it has already reached this level. We must be prepared at any time. Therefore, I understand your mood of asking for a battle, because I also want to fight the enemy on the battlefield, but if I go
, who will record the heroic and tenacious performance of the soldiers on the battlefield? They sacrificed their lives, who will know what they have done? If you go, who will be responsible for the communication task? "
He said: "Every soldier and every position has its own uniqueness and role. If we don't fight, wouldn't we be serving the front line? No, when we do our own things well, we are fighting for the front line.
Service, serve the soldiers fighting on the front line, maybe if you deliver a small message, you can reduce the casualties of our army and save the lives of many soldiers."
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Wang Yongmeng sat in the tunnel, lost in thought. After a while he raised his head and his eyes became firmer: "Instructor, I understand! I will do my job well and serve the soldiers on the front line!"
The instructor took down the recorded document from his hand and handed it to him: "This records the heroic performance of the soldiers of the Ninth Company on the battlefield. They sacrificed their lives. We cannot let their sacrifices be in vain. Send this thing back to the regiment headquarters. On the way.
Be careful at all times and be careful of enemy aircraft and artillery fire. When you run, you must take long steps and the span is large enough, otherwise the enemy's shrapnel can cut off both of your legs in one go."
"Yes! Guaranteed to complete the mission!"
Wang Yong saluted, put the documents in his arms, exited the tunnel and ran towards the rear regiment headquarters.
Position No. 1.
The entrance to the tunnel in the forward position was being attacked by foreign Japanese. The enemy threw grenades, fired rocket launchers, and sprayed flames into the tunnel. All kinds of light and heavy weapons poured into the tunnel. The soldiers defending the tunnel in the front tenaciously attacked the enemies outside the tunnel.
, the main force of the second platoon has been assembled. After the observer carefully observed the situation above, he immediately came over to report.
"Company Commander, the enemy is using the remaining fortifications on the high ground to build machine gun bunkers."
Upon hearing this, Company Commander Feng's eyes burst with anger, "First squad leader, you lead the soldiers of the first squad to touch up from the left side. Second squad leader, you lead the men to touch up from the right side. Before the enemy has a firm foothold, we will attack
To drive the enemy off the mountain!"
"yes!"
The third class will stay as a reserve team.
Xia Yuan followed the first squadron that attacked the hilltop on the left, and Captain Feng followed the second squadron with his gun in the attack on the hilltop on the right.
"action!"
Following Captain Feng's low cry, the soldiers emerged from the tunnel and quickly attacked the mountains on both sides. As soon as they rushed out, the enemies on the top of the mountain discovered them and screamed sharply. The enemy was panicked, but the volunteer soldiers
However, their actions were particularly rapid, with each combat group taking a posture of covering each other.
The enemy has not yet built up, and the bullets from the machine gun bunker are not yet stubborn. The foreign devils immediately moved all kinds of machine guns to the top of the mountain in an attempt to suppress the attack of the volunteers who came out of the tunnel. The enemy's flamethrower, whirring
It spurted out a ball of scorching flames, covering the entire mountain. Broken trees were ignited and withered grass was burning.
Facing a scorching heat wave, a squad leader shouted: "Xu Laosan, remove the enemy's firepower!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the soldiers who had not yet seen him took up the blasting tubes and moved. A grenade flew across the sky and landed on the enemy's fire point. With a bang and a scream, one of the enemy's fire points directly misfired.
Got it!
Before it was over, several grenades were mixed with the dusk sky and landed on the heads of the American troops on the top of the hill. They exploded with a burst of flames, covering the entire top of the hill. In an instant, the top of the hill turned into a sea of fire.
The foreign devil was shrouded in explosive flames and let out a series of tragic screams.
The soldiers charging in rows widened their eyes and looked at the scene in disbelief. The squad leader reacted and shouted loudly: "What are you doing standing there in a daze? Hurry up! Capture the top of the mountain in one fell swoop!"
He turned back and looked at Xia Yuan, who was holding a grenade in his hands and throwing it again. The squad leader's eyes followed the white smoke grenade across the sky. The grenade passed over the heads of the soldiers and landed on it.
A group of U.S. troops on a hilltop exploded with a loud bang, and the shattered shrapnel caused the foreign devils on the top of the hill to scream in agony.
The squad leader's eyes widened and he turned to look at Xia Yuan: "Good guy! Good job! Keep throwing! Cover us!"
He stood up from the ground and shouted: "Charge! Take our position!"
Above the heads of a group of soldiers on the charging road, grenades streaked across the sky and exploded continuously on the top of the hill. The foreign devils above were unable to organize a counterattack. Such grenades exploded in mid-air, and shrapnel shattered and spattered to the ground.
Even wearing body armor and hiding in a bunker are of no avail.
Broken shrapnel was scattered everywhere. A group of soldiers were shocked by the grenades. When they learned that it was thrown by the battle hero of the Ninth Company, the group of soldiers shouted: "Long live Xia Yuan!"
Rushing all the way to the top of the slope, holding a submachine gun and attacking the undead U.S. troops on the ground, bullets whizzed through, the enemies fell one after another, and a group of soldiers fought with endless momentum. They fought one after another.
The group spread out on the position and fired fiercely at the U.S. troops on the ground.
Behind them, grenades streaked across the sky one after another, landing on the heads of the enemy's machine gunners, hiding above the heads of the enemy's recoilless gunners, and landing on the enemy's bunkers. The grenades exploded one after another.
It's like a person's solo dance. The constant roar forms a beautiful movement, complementing the enemy's screams, accompanying each other, and playing to each other.
The soldiers of the first group were confused. When they came out of the tunnel, they were already ready to sacrifice at any time. The enemy occupied a favorable position and had various types of light and heavy machine guns. This counterattack was bound to not go smoothly, but they still
I never thought that one day their attack would be so smooth, with almost no obstacles. The foreign Japanese who had not yet taken over were wailing on the battlefield, discarding their helmets and armor. In addition, with the cooperation of a group of soldiers, the enemy had not yet been repaired.
The firepower points were constantly being pulled out, and the grenades, carrying the expectations of the soldiers, landed on the enemy's head accurately every time.
At this moment, the hearts of the soldiers were shaken. When they charged, they looked at the dark-cheeked soldier behind them. Endless admiration and worship rose in their hearts. At the same time, endless fighting will and a trace of stability rose in their hearts.
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In front of them, smoke formed after the explosion of grenades gathered into a ball.
Under the cover of Xia Yuan's constant throwing of grenades, a group of soldiers not only rushed to the top of the hill, but also occupied the enemy's half-built firepower point. There were also various light and heavy machine guns in this firepower point. The soldiers controlled each one in twos and threes.
Turn the muzzle of the gun and the bullets condense into a ferocious chain of fire!
Seeing this, the US lieutenant immediately organized the recoilless gunners to blow up the volunteers' machine gun fire points. However, when he shouted, he found that the recoilless gunner beside him was dead and there was a round blood hole on his forehead. For a moment, he seemed to remember
Something happened, and he shouted in horror: "Retreat, retreat!"
The enemy emerged from the bunker, shooting and retreating.
"Long live Xia Yuan! Revenge for the sacrificed comrades!"
The squad leader shouted, controlled the water-cooled heavy machine gun, and pressed the trigger. The chain of fire formed by the bullets was like a long whip, slapping the enemies on the battlefield. The enemies fell down in rows like wheat, and Xia Yuan finished throwing his weapons.
After all the grenades, he set up a big eight, looked at the enemy with stern eyes, and kept pulling the trigger, and the bullets penetrated the enemy's body.
After a bunch of bullets were fired, he took out the empty magazine that had been ejected, stuffed it into the magazine filled with bullets, and pulled the trigger continuously. The enemy's retreat road was already covered with enemy corpses.
The bullet-proof vest was useless against bullets, but he was still shot to death by a volunteer soldier!