"Lao Xia, what are you looking at? Are you so fascinated?"
Chen Lei tightened his tight fit, put the water bottle on his waist, and asked curiously.
He also followed Xia Yuan's gaze and looked into the distance. Mountains connected to mountains were so dark that nothing could be seen.
Several people were also a little confused.
Xia Yuan smiled and took out a map from his arms, pointed to a line on the map, and said, "This is our location."
Instructor Shao was a little confused. He looked at the English words marked on the map and didn't understand: "Did you get it from the foreign devils?"
"I'm sure, I can't go in vain and take their map."
Xia Yuan had a smile on his face, stared at the map in his hand, and said: "The foreign devil's map is better. They flew a plane and used a camera to take it from the sky. It is hundreds of times more accurate than our hand-drawn map.
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Everyone stared at the map in his hand. Except for the incomprehensible words, the mountains, rivers and rivers on it were just like the real ones. Like their hand-drawn maps, the mountains and roads were all drawn with lines.
"This map is really good. How about saying that the foreign devils are advanced? Grandma's bear. If we had someone so advanced, we would have beaten them at their doorstep."
The big man couldn't help but curse.
"If you go ahead, you have a purpose. Otherwise, we will beat you to death. In this war, you can't just look at the weapons and equipment, but also the people. The weapons and equipment of the foreign devils are good, but it won't work if they just follow us when they encounter them."
It was rare for Lao Yang to speak again, "Aren't you still being tricked by Lao Xia? I guess I still haven't figured out what happened."
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Everyone laughed along with him.
As Lao Yang said, the commander of the US Army was furious at the regiment headquarters. The artillery covered it for ten minutes, and after a long time of bombing, it was his own people. There were only a few US soldiers who escaped from the high ground, and the others were all dead. Then
He cried and complained that he had been attacked by artillery fire in his sleep. At first, he thought it was the Chinese who were coming. After panicking for a long time, he escaped from the high ground and found out that it was coming from their camp.
This was also confirmed by the major battalion commander. The two companies rushed to the position without any obstruction. Not a single Chinese was seen. The position seemed to have been plowed by a low plow.
Except for the mutilated corpses of their own people, no Chinese corpses were found. When he asked the wounded who received the call, what the wounded said almost made him angry to death.
The position has always been in their hands, and no Chinese have come at all. They were still sleeping when they suddenly encountered fierce artillery fire. The bunker fortifications themselves were enough to deal with the Chinese small-caliber mortars, so they never wanted to explode them.
They are not Chinese at all, but their own people. They are still 155mm howitzers, the kind that can hit a big hole with one shot, and their own long-range artillery. It is not a problem to drop three or four shells in one second. Where is the vulnerable position?
Withstand this level of heavy bombing.
The bunker fortifications were bulldozed, the machine gun fire bunker was blown up, and the place where they slept collapsed. Many people were still in sleeping bags and were buried in the pit in a daze.
Those who came out alive seemed to have seen the end of the world. The mountains and rivers were roaring, the earth was churning, gunpowder smoke was filling the air, the sky was blocked, the vegetation fell, and the rolling air waves rolled up the gravel. The flesh and blood of the human body were so unbearable in front of these.
With one blow, there was no living creature within ten meters of the impact point.
After listening to the words of the major and battalion commander, the commander pointed at the nose of the second lieutenant who called for long-range artillery support and cursed. There were nearly three hundred people in one group. After ten minutes of artillery fire, only such a few people were left.
The second lieutenant was also very aggrieved and told the commander what happened in detail, "Your Majesty Commander, I am guilty, but the soldier who lied about the military situation is the criminal. He lied about the military situation and misled me into thinking that the Chinese were invading. But I
After confirming, I asked the communication soldiers to use the radio communication call, but no one answered. They also fired mortar shells at my position, shot at it, and wounded one of my soldiers."
His words were confirmed. The soldiers on the high ground said that mortar shells did fall on the position, accompanied by bursts of gunfire, but these bullets were shot out of the darkness, and the soldiers
The response was very quick and did not cause many casualties. Only one soldier was slightly injured.
The slight injury to a soldier did not make him careless. On the contrary, he became more cautious and even used mortars. There must be many volunteers attacking.
Coupled with the poor visibility at night, the failure of radio communication, and the panicked soldiers who came to report intelligence, all these things came together to create the illusion of an enemy attack.
For a moment, there was a strange silence in the headquarters. They suddenly realized that no one had any problem with this matter, whether it was the defenders on the high ground or the second lieutenant who called for long-range artillery support.
The soldier in question is the one in question!
The commander immediately realized something and said immediately: "Find the soldier!"
As long as the soldier is found, all problems are solved.
The second lieutenant hesitated: "Commander, we have already looked for him, and the soldier seemed to have disappeared out of thin air."
"What!?"
Of course the culprit disappeared, and he also kidnapped eleven trucks and the supplies on the trucks. They were happily heading to the Jiuluan Mountain position. As the Tongguli defense line fell, the center of gravity of the 539th Regiment began to tilt towards the Jiulan Mountain position.
, The Jiuluan Mountain position is currently jointly defended by the 538th Regiment and the 539th Regiment, and it is bound to withstand the enemy's fierce attack in order to give the rear troops time.
There were troops stationed on the hills that Xia Yuan and the others saw from a distance, but the size of the troops was only company level. If there were heavy casualties, they would continue to replenish them, which was like a tactic of adding fuel.
There was no way, the enemy's firepower was too strong, and the more people who went up, the greater the casualties, so we could only control the number of defenders on the position to a company of a hundred people.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! A company sent out a lot of scouts. Passing through a dangerous area, three scouts were ambushed on the top of the mountain. One of the older scouts had a fixed look in his eyes.
Staring at the convoy of US military trucks that suddenly appeared at the foot of the mountain, he said with some surprise:
"Grandma, are these foreign devils so arrogant now? They turn on the car lights and want to swagger into our position. Old Yu, go tell the company commander that we will beat them hard. Look at the trucks loaded with
There are probably not many people in the box, so move quickly or the fat guy in your mouth will escape."
"Okay, then you guys keep an eye here and don't let the fat guy escape."
"Don't worry, we'll keep an eye on it, it won't escape."
???!!
Just as they were talking, a series of familiar whistles sounded. The three of them were suddenly startled, looking for the source of the sound, and their eyes fell on the motorcade below.
"Are you kidding!" Old Yu said in shock.
That whistle was clearly the contact information of one of their own.
The older scout quickly took out the whistle from his arms and contacted him.
??!
The truck convoy stopped, and more than ten "American devils" got out of the truck. The three of them were a little confused as to what the situation was, and whether they were their own people or foreign devils.
The older scout said: "It must be one of our own, otherwise they would not drive into our position so arrogantly, let alone blow the whistle, or even get out of the car to expose themselves. Lao Yu, you are watching from above.
Xiao Zhou and I will go take a look."
At the bottom of the mountain, Wang Xiaoliang looked around curiously, "Company commander, why don't you see anyone coming down?"
Xia Yuan raised his head and said, "Isn't this coming down?"
Only then did Wang Xiaoliang realize that after he finished speaking, two soldiers carrying guns came down from the mountain. Their movements were vigorous. When they crossed a deep ditch, the two of them jumped up as if they were flying and landed steadily on the ground.
This made him open his mouth.
"Liao Qingxu, squad leader of the second squad of the reconnaissance platoon of the third company of the first battalion of the 539th regiment! Zhou Jie, the scout of the second squad! Comrade in that department."
The older warrior in front of me was a bit rough and carefree.
"The commander of the first battalion and first company of the 538th Regiment, Xia Yuan, instructor Shao Wenxuan, first platoon leader Yang Ziqing, second platoon leader Ma Shunyao, third platoon leader Chen Lie..."
Xia Yuan introduced them one by one. There were only a few people left in the company. He could basically remember the names of these people. In fact, he had always remembered the names of the sacrificed soldiers, but they were already very far away from him.
Looking at the dozen or so disgraced soldiers in front of him, Liao Qingxu stood in awe and silently saluted them. These were all soldiers who had come down from the position.
Suffered.
"salute!"
Instructor Shao said loudly.
More than a dozen soldiers responded in unison.
This is a silent communication between them. Although they don't know each other, the blood flowing in their bodies is the same and the goal is the same.
"My dear, you guys must have attacked the foreign convoy. I just said you had a piece of fat, and it turned out to be a piece of fat."
Liao Qingxu looked at the evacuated supplies and was full of excitement, even joking.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
The big guy smiled.
Liao Qingxu jumped out of the car and said, "Company Commander Xia, if you need any help, just ask. If we can, we will definitely help."
Xia Yuan was not polite: "I really need your help. That's it. We changed our own clothes, but now we feel awkward wearing foreign clothes."
"It's simple. We still have a few sets of clothes in our company. I can just go back and talk to the company commander."
"Okay, then I'll trouble Platoon Commander Liao."
"No, one family doesn't speak the same language, not to mention that you have seized so much food, medicine and ammunition. We are very short of food and ammunition, but the firepower of the foreign devils is so fierce that many soldiers have suffered
With these medicines, those brothers who were moved to the rear can receive treatment."
Liao Qingxu admired Xia Yuan very much, especially the things published in the newspapers about the company commander in front of him, which strongly encouraged the confidence of the soldiers to fight the foreign devils to the end.
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At the position of the 1st Battalion and 3rd Company of the 539th Regiment, the arrival of the convoy alarmed many soldiers. They looked at a dozen trucks parked under the position from a distance. The trucks were piled full of supplies. Zhou Jie was following a group of soldiers.
Have a small meeting.
"That truck was captured by Captain Xia. We won a big victory tonight. Do you know the sound of artillery coming from the foreign devils' position an hour ago?"
The group of soldiers were like people eating melons, their eyes widened with curiosity.
"Xiao Zhou, now you have learned bad things and started to show off."
"That's right, can't you shake it out all at once?"
"More than a dozen trucks drove out from the foreign enemy's position. It is estimated that only Company Commander Xia can do this kind of thing. Please tell me quickly how they were brought out."
It was lively outside, and the company command was equally lively. The third company commander, deputy company commander, instructor and other commanders and comrades in the party branch were all very curious about how a dozen trucks drove out from the foreign Japanese positions.
"It's a long story, so I won't go into details with you one by one. It's almost dawn, and I'm going to take advantage of the darkness to deliver the supplies to the division headquarters. Then you can just pay attention to the newspapers."
Xia Yuan fastened the last button and put the gun behind his back. Sure enough, it was more comfortable to put on his own clothes.
The third company commander smiled and said: "You have done something big again without saying a word. The foreign devils probably don't know why they lost more than a dozen of their cars at this moment. Okay, we will wait for the newspapers then."
, I hope we won’t be kept waiting.”
The instructor of the third company also laughed and joked: "I'm afraid I won't be able to wait until that day."
"Hahaha!"
Everyone was smiling, and their smiles were full of bitterness. The pressure of sacrifice in the war was basically shouldered by the commanders and soldiers. I guess only they could understand the pain in their hearts.
As for sacrifice, no one is afraid of sacrifice. Those who sacrifice are heroes. The people of the motherland and he will remember us.
For volunteer soldiers, sacrifice is glorious.
Watching the convoy leave, the third company commander withdrew his gaze, pinched off the cigarette in his hand, and said: "The first company commander is indeed a character. I saw in the newspaper earlier that he was still a platoon leader. The stories he told were quite good and cultured.
He has a good level and has read books. He thought he was different from us, but he didn’t expect he was better than us.”
The instructor of the third company nodded and said: "Earlier when we were suppressing bandits in China, I heard that the platoon commander of the sharp knife company of the first battalion was capable of fighting, but he made a lot of mistakes. Without those mistakes, he would have been the company commander long ago. Maybe he got the idea after arriving in North Korea.
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The deputy company commander said: "The casualties of the first company were also high. I heard from my friends that the first company, as a sharp knife company, has been tasked with attacking the enemy's high ground and suffered heavy casualties. Looking at the current situation...there are only so many left of the first company.
Order someone."
Several people's hearts sank. There were still more than a dozen people left in a company. Xia Yuan became the company commander again. Everyone basically knew what happened in the company. This is how war is. A company is a sharp knife company, no matter what.
Everything is at the forefront.
Exchanging one's own heavy casualties for the small casualties of the larger army.
There is no other way. At any time, there is always a company that has to choose to pay.
Including those soldiers who stayed behind to take charge of the rear after the second phase of the fifth battle, everyone knew that the rear was basically a dead end.