Wang Huzi pulled the trigger, and the crisp Czech light machine gun rang out. The wings of the plane shook several times, and soon deviated from the route. Two strings of fire shot down from the side of Instructor Yang.
The other side deceived him, and the mud sprayed from the impact point sprayed instructor Yang in the face.
Xia Yuan, who turned on his eagle eye, could clearly see all the details on the plane. He aimed at the engine exhaust hole on the nose of the plane, aimed decisively, continuously pulled the trigger, and moved the muzzle forward again, with the final aim.
Empty the magazine of the big turntable quickly.
The pilot in the cabin had no idea that it was all a ploy to attract him here. The bullets from the large turntable light machine gun hit the P51 engine one after another. Wang Huzi and Xia Yuan hid on the slope of the ravine.
The US military pilot couldn't notice it at all. He only discovered it when the light machine gun sounded, but it was too late. When he realized it, the plane was no longer in control, and the engine kept buzzing.
There were clicking sounds one after another, and instantly, a cloud of black smoke came out.
Even though he tried his best to pull the control stick, he was unable to do anything and the plane lost control and plunged diagonally into a small ravine.
Wang Huzi threw away the Czech style, stood up from the ground, and shouted excitedly: "Hahahaha! Company Commander Xia, your machine gun sweep is really accurate, it's down, it's down this iron bird!"
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Xia Yuan also stood up happily. The big turntable had no bullets and turned into a pile of scrap metal. However, they shot down a P51 of the American soldiers. He now felt like he was in a dream. For the first time
After landing the plane, I was still very excited.
"It's down, it's down, hahahaha!"
Yang Nanzhen also stood up excitedly, with an uncontrollable smile on his face, and finally let out a fierce breath.
The P51 plunged into a small ravine. The US pilot in the cockpit said the last words into the radio microphone: "I was going to die..."
Then there was a loud bang from the ravine, and a large cloud of black smoke came out.
After Wu Liang got up from the ground, he said in a daze: "Did we really defeat this flying iron bastard?"
Wang Huzi slapped Wu Liang on the shoulder and said excitedly: "You fool, were you fooled by this grandson just now? Come on, let's take a look!"
The four people immediately ran towards the crash site.
This P51 got stuck in the middle of a ravine. The left wing flew several meters away, probably because it got stuck on the rocks on the mountain surface. The fuselage had been severely deformed, parts were scattered everywhere, and the front engine part was still burning.
Wu Liang ran over, with a happy look on his face, ran over and kicked it with his feet, and while kicking it, he said: "You iron bastard, you have done so much harm to me, how many of our comrades have been killed by you!"
The more he talked, the angrier he became, and he kicked harder, making a clanging sound.
"Okay, okay, it's all over. Why are you kicking me? Don't stop. I'll see if the people inside are still breathing." Wang Huzhu held the Czech in his arms and walked to the cab without pushing.
When he opened the glass door, some of the glass had been broken by Yang Nanzhen. Coupled with the impact of the fall, the remaining glass was also broken.
Xia Yuan followed and walked over. Wang Huzi was squatting on the ground, pulling the driver's body, and said with a tut: "It's such a tragic death, his neck is crooked."
The head and neck of the pilot's corpse were misaligned, and he could not die anymore. After the plane crashed, the huge impact caused several sections of his spine to be broken. His left hand was still holding the parachute switch. At the last moment of his life, he wanted to parachute.
Escape, but he ran out of time from getting up to parachuting.
Xia Yuan noticed a briefcase placed on the sole of the pilot's left foot.
Wang Huzi also pulled the pilot's eyelids to make sure that this guy was dead and could not die anymore. Then he groped around in the cabin and quickly found the briefcase. He said proudly: "Hey hey hey, I found it.
We didn’t fight for this thing in vain.”
Wu Liang scratched his head and said in surprise: "What's the use of this bag? What's in it? Open it first and take a look."
Wang Huzi said: "No, no, no, don't pull it. I won't move, but give it to the division commander. It will definitely be useful. Oh, by the way, Captain Xia has been in the division headquarters, so Captain Xia must know."
"I don't necessarily know it, just open it and take a look."
Xia Yuan was also curious about what was in the briefcase of the US military pilot. He took the briefcase handed over by Wang Huzi, opened it and looked through it roughly. There were not many things in the briefcase, but it was very detailed. He said: "This is a US military battle.
Aircraft operation precautions, this is a bomb door troubleshooting drawing, and this one, my God, it’s incredible, this is the offensive strategy map of the foreign devils, the red is our current position, and the blue is the position of the US military’s attack
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"nice one!"
Upon hearing that it was an offensive strategy map, Yang Nanzhen said happily.
"Leave it to the division commander, it will play a big role in the subsequent formation of troops." Xia Yuan looked at the enemy's offensive strategic map. From all directions, the 180th Division had formed an encirclement, and had begun to attack across the board.
It seems that they want to eat up the 180th Division in the shortest possible time.
The American devils are very ambitious this time.
Before Wu Liang left, he kicked the wing several more times. Xia Yuan stopped him and said, "This thing is a good thing. You can't kick it anymore. Ship it back to China and let experts study it. We can also produce this kind of fighter jet."
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"real?"
When the three of them heard this, their eyes looking at the wreckage of the plane were a little precious.
"Really, the heavy machine guns, bazookas, recoilless rifles, and semi-automatic rifles we captured have all been shipped back to the country. We dismantled them and produced the parts ourselves, and we can also make our own semi-automatic rifles.
, in the future there is no need to borrow money from the Soviet Union to buy it, let alone use the equipment made by all countries."
Xia Yuan smiled and handed the briefcase to Wu Liang and asked him to send it back to the regiment headquarters.
Some controllable commanding heights around the division command post were lost one after another after intensive bombing by the enemy. Every inch of land was lost after the soldiers exhausted their last bullets and died together with the enemy. The battle was brutal.
Deputy Commander Duan used his binoculars to see that there were only six people left on Highland 447.0. They charged at the enemy with weak bayonets, but were blown to pieces by a falling artillery shell, with blood and flesh flying everywhere. It made him so heartbroken to see that the binoculars fell from his hands.
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He secretly thought: They are all my good soldiers, brothers, I will definitely avenge you... I will definitely...
'Zero zero zero!'
The phone rang.
"Deputy division commander, phone number."
shouted the orderly.
"Hey, Commander Zheng has gone to the 538th Regiment. I am Deputy Commander Duan. Please report."
There was noisy gunfire from the other end of the phone, accompanied by deafening roars, which continued continuously. It sounded like the fighting there was extremely fierce.
"Deputy Commander, it's me, Wang Zhicheng. Five minutes ago, our 2nd Battalion and 4th Company were guarding Wuyueli 447.0. Now we've lost it. Isn't this Yankee really a thing? He has no ability to fight with my people with real swords and guns.
, just use planes to hit me, and the incendiary bombs thrown will burn the high ground red! But please rest assured, deputy commander, I am confident that I will take the soldiers back to him!"
Deputy Commander Duan was moved by his words. Lao Wang did not complain at all and still unswervingly carried out the orders issued by the organization. He said excitedly: "Lao Wang, I just saw it with the telescope. You have tried your best."
Come on, don’t act recklessly, take control of the troops, we are about to break through, don’t let me kill all your people.”
The sound of artillery on the other side of the phone was too loud. Wang Zhicheng was worried that the deputy division commander could not hear what he was shouting, so he shouted in a loud voice: "Deputy division commander, don't worry, I know what I know. The American devils want to annihilate us.
Special grandma, I’m the first one not to agree!”
As soon as a vanguard group of the U.S. Army climbed onto the 447.0 Hill, they began to repair the fortifications. Nothing could be done. The soil was blown up by the artillery and was as soft as cotton. When they stepped on the ground, it immediately sank to the knees. They inserted a stick.
The thick upright pillar soon fell from side to side.
They complained to each other in English that the artillery fired too hard and its accuracy was rubbish. Apart from the artillery fire coverage, not many Chinese were actually killed, and they had to come from the army.
At this moment, the Sixth Company of the Second Battalion had quietly moved up. In the same way as Xia Yuan used, the soldiers took advantage of the gap between the enemy's engineering shovels to dig trenches, divided into two groups on the left and right, rushed to the position, and fired with automatic firearms.
There was a sudden burst and more than 20 American soldiers were killed on the spot.
The soldiers carried their guns, charged and fought fiercely, threw grenades, faced the hail of bullets, and fought back twice in a row. They successfully drove the enemy off the high ground. Highland 447.0 was once again recovered by the soldiers of the 539th Regiment.
It was already daytime, the dark clouds had passed, the sun was shining on the ground, and gunpowder smoke was floating in the sky. On the position, the bandaged soldiers were pressing bullets for the machine guns, and the uninjured soldiers were reinforcing the bunkers on the ground.
The soldiers in the cooking squad brought hot water, which was rainwater they collected in the forest. It was a little turbid, but after boiling it, it could keep the soldiers warm.
The number of casualties in each regiment of the 180th Division continues to increase.
Commander Zheng went to the 538th Regiment to hold a meeting. The orderly shouted: "Commander, Director Wu fell behind during the transfer of the division command post just now. He told me that he wanted to supervise the baggage team and come back immediately after supervising."
As Commander Zheng hurried on, he said, "Well, you go find Director Wu now and ask him to come to the 538th Regiment command post to hold an emergency meeting."
Orderly: "Yes, division commander, I'm leaving!"
In the command post of the 538th Regiment, on a small square table, Commander Zheng, Commander Pang, Commander Wang, Commander Liu, and the commanders of the three infantry regiments of the 180th Division have all arrived. The political commissars of each regiment continue to supervise the battle at the front.
, if they can't make it, wait until the meeting is over and ask the three of them to go back and convey the message.
Soon, Director Wu arrived and the meeting was held.
Commander Pang, the leader of the 538th Regiment, spoke first: "Commander, let our regiment take the rear, and you can break out and move immediately!"
Commander Zheng looked at the sky. The sun was still so dazzling. They had been waiting all night. The 179th Division's response troops that the army commander said had not arrived. He remembered what Xia Yuan said again. He was silent for a while and said: "
Lao Pang, it's not possible to leave now. With so many troops moving during the day, the enemy's reconnaissance planes will definitely notice it, and the enemy's tank groups will respond quickly. They will chase and intercept us at various intersections and highlands. If the organization is disrupted,
It will be difficult to control the troops, and they have fallen into Almond's trap, so they still have to break out at night."
The main reason why the 180th Division has not been completely wiped out by the enemy is that the three infantry regiments of the 180th Division are like three magnets close to the division headquarters. An order from the division headquarters can mobilize the three infantry regiments.
Corps, once the enemy makes any movement, the three infantry regiments can respond quickly.
Once the organization is broken up and the three infantry regiments are separated, the enemy can complete the division and encirclement of the 180th Division. Pay attention to destroying them.
After hearing this, Director Wu immediately followed up and said: "At least now we still have the advantage of the terrain. There are ravines everywhere. The enemy's mechanized troops cannot keep up. Even if they catch up, it will not be easy to deploy. If we stand firm and wait for reinforcements,
Is it possible to wait for the brother troops to open a gap in the perimeter and let us out?"
Commander Wang of the 539th Regiment thought about the current situation of the 539th Regiment. The successive battles had caused heavy casualties to the 539th Regiment. So far, there are less than 1,000 combatants who can continue to fight, and the battle attrition is very serious.
He said: "I can only hold on here for three days at most. If I can give the soldiers of the 538th Regiment a full meal, I can hold on for two more days."
All units are in very difficult situations, and it is basically impossible to have a full meal. Commander Wang said this, obviously intending to give it a try. Maybe after this battle, the 539th Regiment will really be beaten by the enemy.
Wasted.
After Master Zheng listened, he analyzed it for a moment.
The 179th Division is now the closest to them. After all, this unit is still his old unit. He knows its combat effectiveness very well. Even if the 179th Division's magic soldiers descend from the sky and all of them join in at once to fight against the US Tenth Army, no matter what
In terms of numbers and equipment, they are still at a disadvantage.
Maybe this troop will also join in.
Moreover, they had been waiting all night last night and still did not see any movement in the direction of retreating from the cave. I am afraid that they will not be able to open a crack for them from the outside in a short time. Combined with Xia Yuan's speculation, he was not sure. Thinking of this, Zheng
The teacher told everyone his thoughts.
"There must be no delay. Comrades of the 179th Division are also in difficulty now. We still have to rely on ourselves."
Teacher Zheng became more determined in his thoughts.
Everyone nodded and agreed to break out at night.
At this time, Deputy Commander Duan also came back. He took off the newly captured US military helmet and put it on the table. He had just gone to the 539th Regiment to lay out a defense plan. When he arrived at the headquarters of the 538th Regiment, he attacked the 539th Regiment.
Commander Wang said: "Old Wang, you are not here. Political Commissar Han used tactics and did not increase his troops one by one. The enemy was still paralyzed. He led a company to rush and fight, and defeated another group of enemies. The fight was beautiful.