When they came to the enemy's rear position, they found that the battle was over. Lao Xia, Zhou Xingyong and Wu Ping were unscathed. Zhou Xingyong and Wu Ping were happily cleaning the battlefield, picking up the guns dropped by the enemy and taking them off again.
The grenades that the American soldiers had with them that they didn't have time to use.
This somewhat surprised Lao Yang and the other three.
"who!"
Suddenly, Xia Yuan immediately raised his gun and took aim. Zhou Xingyong and Wu Ping were startled and quickly looked for cover.
"They found us."
Lao Yang and the two veterans looked shocked. They were discovered by Xia Yuan without even showing their heads. Such keen insight was really terrifying.
"Lao Xia, it's us. We found a squad of enemies running to the back. We thought they were heading for you, so we wanted to come over to reinforce them. It looks like the battle is over."
Lao Yang and others ran over, and several of them squatted in the trench.
Zhou Xingyong said happily: "When the foreign devil came, he wanted to sneak attack on us. The platoon leader discovered it and took us behind the kid's buttocks. He first greeted him with a grenade, and then fired a burst of submachine guns. More than a dozen foreign devils
Knocked out by us."
The two soldiers following Lao Yang were excited and clenched their fists excitedly.
"What a beautiful fight!"
Lao Yang sighed, and then said: "Lao Xia, we have found the headquarters of the US military. In their position, there is a squad of Japanese soldiers watching, and there is also a firepower point. The fighting on the front line is fierce, we must act quickly.
"
Xia Yuan asked: "Was it smooth along the way?"
"It went well. We have found a way to directly reach their headquarters."
Lao Yang said.
"Then what are you waiting for? Bring the guys and we'll set off now."
The plan was a little different from the previous one, but it didn't matter. It didn't affect the plan. The plan couldn't keep up with the changes, not to mention that it was still a battlefield where any accident could happen. The plan was that they were going to make a nail and eliminate the enemy's vitality while holding on, but they didn't expect it.
The foreign devils were so cowardly, and there were only six of them. As soon as the gunshots were fired here, all the American devils in front ran away.
Then a squad was brought over. This squad was not enough for Xia Yuan to feed himself. What's more, he also brought two experienced veterans to cooperate with each other. The foreign devils in a squad were directly beaten into a circle, and the battle did not last long enough.
Two minutes.
Lao Yang led them to the flank of the enemy's headquarters. This was the place they had just touched. The antenna on the position was particularly abrupt. At a glance, they knew that this was the headquarters of the American devils.
"A squad of troops, there is a simple firepower point built with sandbags near the headquarters."
Xia Yuan just made a simple observation and figured out the situation of the headquarters. He said: "This place is relatively close to the front line. I am not sure whether there are enemy reinforcements."
Lao Yang asked: "How to fight."
Xia Yuan thought that at Shuimen Bridge, the enemy not only had tank troops, but also a large number of ground troops, and that group of foreign devils were also very smart and knew how to use the night. Unfortunately, they encountered Xia Yuan who had night vision ability.
Coupled with the rigorous mobility of the volunteer soldiers, they have just completed the task of blowing up the bridge. Unfortunately, the industrial capabilities of China and the United States are too different.
Now, they were once again faced with the situation of fighting more with less. Xia Yuan thought carefully and said: "Zhou Xingyong, Wu Ping and the three of us are going to attack the enemy's headquarters. You guys are here to keep an eye on it. Once the fighting starts, the enemy will send
The team is coming to reinforce the headquarters, you have to block the enemy's reinforcement team!"
The six of them are all experienced veterans, with excellent fighting ability and ability to adapt to changes on the battlefield.
"Leave the task of attacking the enemy's headquarters to us, Lao Xia, you stay to stop it."
Attacking the enemy's headquarters is a very dangerous task, and the enemy occupies a favorable terrain. Lao Yang felt that it was inappropriate and too risky.
"Lao Yang, this is an order, and no one is more suitable than me."
Xia Yuan held a US military grenade and said: "Get ready to attack."
Zhou Xingyong and Wu Ping immediately entered a fighting position, holding their guns tightly, waiting for Xia Yuan's order to launch an attack.
Knowing Lao Xia's character, Lao Yang stopped trying to persuade him and led the two of them to continue exploring. After finding a favorable terrain, the three of them spread out in the area, preparing to deal with the reinforcements of the American devils.
There was a sound of explosion, and he looked back with shock on his face.
The foreign Japanese firepower point at least a hundred meters away from them exploded, and black smoke floated up.
Lao Yang was stunned, and saw the three figures rushing up. Lao Xia was holding a big eight pills, half squatting, aiming at the US military in the distance, pulling the trigger continuously, and crisp gunshots floated over from there, holding on to the position.
On the battlefield, the foreign devils who exposed their heads and fought back fell to the ground one by one. Eight clear gunshots killed eight foreign devils in a row.
Zhou Xingyong and Wu Ping strode over, holding submachine guns, stepping on the enemy's position, and fired at the American troops lying in the trenches. No matter whether they were alive or dead, no one could escape the two enemies.
They fired their guns at the trench, jumped in, and threw grenades into the enemy's headquarters.
Xia Yuan followed closely and ran to the enemy's fire point. He first got rid of the half-dead American soldiers, kicked off the flag on it, grabbed the sandbag lying on the ground, put it on top, and then hid himself
At the point of fire.
"You throw grenades inside, don't rush in, just keep your mouth shut."
Zhou Xingyong stood on the ground and shouted: "Platoon leader, why didn't you rush in and kill them?"
"Surround the point for reinforcements. If the American headquarters is there, their soldiers will come back for reinforcements. If it is not there, they will not come back."
Xia Yuan stared into the distance.
Understanding Xia Yuan's intention, Zhou Xingyong held a submachine gun and fired at the mouth of the command post, one on the left and one on the right. Zhou Xingyong said: "Wu Ping, you keep an eye on the command post of the American devils. I will be above to help with the platoon."
Share the pressure."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Wu Ping nodded: "Squad leader, go ahead, I will watch."
"Be careful."
Wu Ping grinned: "Don't worry, squad leader. There is a platoon leader watching above. Our platoon leader has great powers and he won't let anything happen to me."
At this time, Xia Yuanyan became the spiritual support in Wu Ping's heart. One grenade destroyed the enemy's fire points, and eight bullets destroyed eight enemies, greatly reducing the pressure on their attack. A squad of foreign devils had no resistance in front of them.
With their strength, they have become much stronger in battle. This is the first time that fighting a class has been so easy.
The U.S. military headquarters was in a mess. The adjutant and communications soldiers were all injured. The U.S. company commander held a pistol and stared nervously at the entrance while shouting: "Check the signal quickly to see if the Chinese have damaged the antenna."
"Yes!" the communication soldier picked up the communicator and called, and the squeaking sound of electricity came over. He shouted in surprise: "Sir, the Chinese did not destroy our antenna, and there is still a signal."
"Quick, call for reinforcements immediately and tell Giris that the headquarters has been attacked by the enemy and needs him to come for reinforcements!"
The American company commander looked happy, but he didn't know that he had now jumped into Xia Yuan's trap.
Giris is the adjutant of C Company of the US Army. He is leading the soldiers to block the attacking volunteers on the front line. The battle has entered a fierce stage. The Chinese offensive is very fierce. Their company's casualties are not small. The Chinese have penetrated into their front line.
position, two bunkers were destroyed in a row, but the Chinese casualties were not small, and they were unable to defeat them after several waves of attacks.
"We just need to hold our position and wait for our reinforcements to arrive, and our mission will be completed."
At the critical moment, Giris heard gunfire from behind. After a brief moment of confusion, the communications soldier brought bad news.
"Sir, our headquarters was attacked by the Chinese. The commander was blocked by the Chinese at the headquarters and unable to advance or retreat. He needs our support."
"Damn, why are we being attacked by the Chinese at this time? Isn't there a cliff behind us? How did the Chinese come up? Could it be that they can fly!"
Jiris was surprised when he heard the news. They only had one platoon in the rear, and part of this platoon's troops were artillerymen with good artillery skills. In terms of combat effectiveness, these soldiers were all students and had little combat effectiveness.
Will aim and shoot.
It was attacked by the enemy and probably had little ability to resist.
"Damn, how many Chinese are running behind us!"
Random Giris immediately realized that if they did not make a response decision, they would most likely be outflanked by the Chinese.
"The commander didn't say anything, and the strength of the Chinese troops is unclear."
Not to mention the number of volunteers who ran to their position from behind, but also the number and strength of the volunteers they encountered frontally, are all unknown.
"Fuck, if we go to support, what should we do with the position! Now is the critical moment to fight the Chinese. If we mobilize troops to support, the Chinese will tear a hole in our defense line and we will all die."
Jiris was so angry that he cursed loudly. He had no idea about the strength of the Chinese troops. It was also a critical moment of the battle. Now let them turn back to support. If the enemy forces in the rear were small, it would be fine, but if the enemy forces in the rear were large, then everything would be over.
After thinking over and over again, Giris ordered that a platoon be transferred to reinforce the rear. Their C company only had four platoons, and three platoons were stationed on the front line. After such a long battle, the front line also suffered heavy losses. At this juncture, troops were transferred.
, not only affects the morale of the soldiers, but is also detrimental to frontline combat.
If the support is successful, there is still room for maneuver. If the support fails, Giris is ready to retreat.
A platoon of U.S. troops received the news and evacuated from the fierce fighting position and returned to the rear to support them. The volunteer soldiers fighting on the front line could clearly feel that the enemy's firepower had weakened a lot, and they did not hear the enemy's pressing force for a long time.
There was the sound of cannon fire.
The sounds of mortars and howitzers are still easy to distinguish, and they have rushed to the enemy's forward position and got involved with the enemy. This makes it difficult for the enemy's long-range artillery to exert its power, and they dare not rush against the enemy on the ground.
The volunteers carry out bombing, otherwise they will hurt their own people.
The changes in the enemy forces on the front line were noticed by the commander of the second company in the rear. The commander of the second company, who was pitch black, ran to the position, looked at the enemy's position with a telescope, and said: "It's weird, it's weird, why is the enemy's artillery sound so quiet?"
It's a lot worse, and the firepower isn't as strong as before."
Previously, enemy mortar shells continued to fall on the charging path of the soldiers, but now the crisp sound of mortar shells could no longer be heard.
The second company commander put down the telescope, handed it to the instructor beside him, and said to him: "The enemy's mortar is mute."
The instructor looked at the enemy's position with a telescope and said: "Although we don't know what happened, the enemy's problem is our opportunity. If the enemy's firepower weakens, our soldiers will be able to break through the enemy's position and conquer Highland 336 in one fell swoop.
Take it!"
"You're right, I'll arrange it right away!"
The second company commander immediately issued an order: "Order the third platoon to come up and let them take charge of the blasting mission. Try to break through the enemy's second line of defense in a short time. Before dark, I will set foot on Highland 336!"
The soldiers in the third row had been waiting impatiently. When they received the combat order, the soldiers were very enthusiastic about fighting. They clenched their fists to let the American devils have a taste of the power of the Chinese People's Volunteers.
There is no pre-war mobilization. A platoon of soldiers sacrificed their lives in exchange for the enemy's forward position. They are not afraid of sacrifice, facing the hail of bullets, and rushing towards the enemy group. This is the best pre-war mobilization, especially the battle on the highlands.
It was tragic. The soil was stained black and red with blood everywhere. The soil on the position was turned over over and over again. There were half-buried remains of volunteer soldiers everywhere.
The second platoon organized a new wave of attacks. Although they were repelled by the enemy, the attacking soldiers could feel that the enemy's firepower was not as fierce as before. After all, a platoon was taken away, and the American troops on the position were overwhelmed to death.
There was only one platoon left. At this time, three platoons had arrived at the enemy's forward position. The US military's attack was indeed weak, and the resistance was not as good as every time.
After the third platoon arrived at the forward position, the second company quickly held a meeting and planned to organize a more fierce attack internally.
The second company commander said: "For some unknown reason, the foreign enemy's firepower was not as fierce as before, and the foreign enemy's artillery also stopped. Whatever the reason, this is good news for us. We can break through the enemy's position in one fell swoop.
Now arrange combat missions..."
As a platoon of U.S. troops withdraws from the front line to reinforce the rear, both the volunteer soldiers fighting on the front line and the commanders and fighters in the rear can clearly feel the changes in the firepower of the U.S. military on Highland 336. After all, they have been fighting for several years.
Veterans, I still have this point of observation.
This is undoubtedly a huge opportunity for the attacking volunteer soldiers.
In the rear, relying on the favorable terrain and the American equipment falling everywhere, Zhou Xingyong collected the enemy's weapons and placed them beside him. He leaned against the semicircular bunker built with sandbags on the position and was ready to attack the enemy's reinforcements.
Preparation of troops.
Wu Ping squatted in front of the enemy's headquarters, staring at the headquarters and nervously staring at Xia Yuan, whose head was leaning on the firepower point.