Deputy platoon leader Zheng's eyes were as red as two fireballs. He touched the submachine gun with bullets still in it from the ground and shouted: "Comrades, hit hard!"
The soldier held the explosive pack and rushed out of the impact point during the interval between enemy shots. He tried his best to rush towards a crater not far away.
Bullets fired from all directions left bullet holes in his body, but he still couldn't outrun the bullets. He looked at the enemy tanks with the corner of his eyes, and blood kept gushing out of his mouth.
"Damn it, I'm hungry. If you try to feed me and run away, you bastards' bullets won't be able to hit me at all."
He fell hard to the ground, blood kept coming out of his mouth, and he climbed forward with all his strength.
The bullets were like pebbles falling into the lake, bursting with blood on his body. He died. The enemy's bullets still did not let go of him. They kept shooting at him, leaving craters on his body.
"What a bitch!"
The soldiers' eyes were splitting, and they pulled the triggers fiercely and fired continuously at the approaching tanks. Platoon Leader Sun wiped away his tears and said: "Old Zheng, are you crazy? How can these small weapons destroy tanks?
?You have forgotten about the infantry test?"
Deputy platoon leader Zheng said: "This is a fatal order from the regiment commander, knock out the enemy tanks!"
After that, he angrily grabbed Platoon Leader Sun's collar and shouted loudly: "Look at these bitches, they are running over our comrades. They don't even spare the bodies of our comrades. I'm going to blow them up."
Killed their tanks!”
Deputy platoon leader Zheng, who has always been an action man, took out four packs of sticky explosives that he had prepared. The adhesive parts of this weapon were made by the pre-war engineering company using processed glutinous rice and some TNT, because the recoilless gun ammunition was
After it was polished, I made some temporary ones as replacements.
He carried these four small bags of sticky explosives and ran towards the tank in front.
Even though his abdomen was injured, his running speed was not slow at all. He gritted his teeth and rushed towards the enemy tank. He was so fast that even Platoon Leader Sun did not react. By the time he reacted, he had already rushed to the front.
in the crater.
"Old Zheng, come back here!"
Platoon Commander Sun shouted loudly.
As if he hadn't heard anything, Deputy Platoon Leader Zheng rushed out of the crater and rushed forward. Bullets from the tank's machine gun hit the ground at his feet one after another. The blood staining his abdomen was particularly dazzling.
Platoon Leader Sun understood that Lao Zheng had the ambition to die for his country, so he shouted: "Cover fire!"
Ta-ta-ta! The last Czech light machine gun in the company burst out with brilliant muzzle flames. Along with several rifles, the bullets from the submachine guns hit the US M4 tanks one after another.
Sure enough, the enemy was attracted by the sound of the Czech machine gun. The turret turned 45 degrees to the left and fired several shells towards the machine gun's fire point. The mountain shook and the rocks used as bunkers were smashed into pieces.
Stones crackled and hit the soldiers.
The three tanks behind encountered resistance and immediately drove over and began to fight back.
After the intensive tank bombardment, the soldiers of the Ninth Company's already precarious position basically collapsed. They could no longer hold on and their bunkers were gone. However, the enemy tank crew seemed to have forgotten the Chinese soldier, Deputy Platoon Commander Zheng.
, is approaching the final line of defense of the soldiers of the Ninth Company step by step.
Deputy platoon leader Zheng seized the opportunity, bit the bandage in his mouth, jumped out of the crater, approached the tank, and quickly attached four packages of sticky explosives to the tank's auxiliary fuel tank. He started to run back, took a few steps, and turned back
At first glance, he found that one of the packages had been taken off because it had been a little long, and the glutinous rice was dry and hard, and not thick enough. So he ran over again, pressed it on it a few more times, and then started to crawl back again.
The fuse of the sticky explosive is very long, which is enough time for him to climb out of the explosion point.
When Platoon Leader Sun saw that Deputy Platoon Commander Zheng was getting closer and closer to the position, he couldn't help but secretly cheer for him to climb quickly. As long as he climbed a little further, he would be safe.
But at this moment, an American tank driver saw Deputy Platoon Leader Zheng in the window mirror. The tank machine gun fired intensive bullets at Deputy Platoon Leader Zheng, hitting him several times in the back.
Deputy platoon leader Zheng was vomiting blood from his mouth. The bullet must have penetrated his heart and lungs, and his breathing was becoming more and more difficult.
"Old Zheng, hold on, crawl quickly!"
"I c your grandma's Yankee, ahhhh!"
"Fuck these sons of bitches!!"
These sounds reached the ears of Deputy Platoon Leader Zheng, but he was speechless. He used his last strength to raise his hand to say hello to everyone, then pointed in the direction of Eagle Peak and raised his hand to everyone.
Thumbs up.
Then, the hand fell down weakly, and the eyes could no longer be opened.
"Old Wu!"
Platoon Leader Sun's heart-rending shouts came from the position.
Along with a violent roar, a tank emitted billowing smoke, its tracks clicked and turned, and there was no movement.
Then there were three US tanks on the position rushing towards the position. Platoon Leader Sun dropped his gun on the ground, grabbed the blasting tube half buried in the ground, and shouted: "Comrades, we cannot let the enemy's tanks rush into it."
I sacrificed my life on the battlefield, don't be sad, I sacrificed my life for the glory of the country, and so did you!"
His eyes were sharp: "If the enemy wants to step over the position, they will have to step on our corpses!"
Boom.
At this time, a series of explosions erupted from the enemy group, followed by light and heavy machine gun fire from the side. The machine guns kept ringing. The U.S. soldiers who were following the enemy tanks and cooperating were blinded by the sudden and ferocious firepower.
Under the strong fire suppression, the volunteer soldiers on the position clearly saw the volunteer soldiers rushing out from the flanks one after another, and they rushed towards the enemy tanks.
The hatch on the enemy tank was suddenly opened, and an American soldier stuck his head out.
"careful!"
Platoon Leader Sun couldn't help shouting.
A bullet whizzed past in the dark night and plunged into the head of the American soldier who had opened it and hid it. The latter's body leaned to one side as if he had been struck by a whip.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The remaining two tank soldiers were also shot in the same way. The soldiers who rushed to the tank were well-trained, and the two men set up guns and fired at the enemy infantry.
One person pulled up a grenade, stuffed it into the tracks of the enemy tank, and jumped into the impact point. There was a loud noise, and the tracks of the enemy tank were smashed, making a clicking sound.
Then, they saw these soldiers climb onto the tank, lift the hatch cover, fire the grenades and throw them in, and then fell to the ground.
With a bang, the opened hatch cover was shaken by a huge vibration, and the tank completely stopped moving.
Platoon Leader Sun's eyes lit up and he shouted: "Comrades, they are our people, our reinforcements have arrived! Charge!"
His eyes were filled with hatred and anger, and he picked up the blasting tube and rushed towards the enemy. Behind him were the cooks from the cooking class, who now also picked up their rifles and fought.
They rushed into the enemy tank group, followed the reinforcements of the volunteer soldiers, climbed on the tank, opened the hatch cover together, and opened fire regardless of whether there were any survivors inside. Platoon leader Sun even fired a cannon that was smoking white.
The blasting barrel went in, and with a loud bang, the tank was completely destroyed.
Seeing that something was wrong, the enemy infantry quickly ran down the mountain. The volunteer soldiers on the mountain raised their guns and fired at the enemy.
Rumble.
Platoon Leader Sun noticed that a more ferocious explosion erupted on the high ground opposite. He said with great surprise: "That's the enemy's artillery position, grandma's. They even blew up the enemy's artillery position. That's great!"
He found the comrades who were reinforcing him, held their palms eagerly, "Comrade, thank you, which unit are you from?"
"Comrade, we are from different companies, but now we belong to the machine gun company of the 538th Regiment."
"I am from the 1st Battalion and 2nd Company of the 539th Regiment."
"I am from the 3rd Battalion and 8th Company of the 540th Regiment."
"..."
The faces of the soldiers in front of him were full of enthusiasm and endless fighting spirit. Their fighting enthusiasm was very high. Every soldier had joy and pride on their faces. Coupled with what the other said, this made Sun Pai grow up puzzled.
.
A lame man walked over and caught Platoon Leader Sun's attention. His face, darkened by gunpowder smoke, looked somewhat familiar.
"Company commander!"
The surrounding soldiers shouted fervently and clenched their fists.
They fought another victory and blew up three enemy tanks, saving the lives of many comrades. They were very happy.
Those who were chased by the enemy were like lost dogs. They had no fighting spirit. Even after being rescued, they thought they were going to retreat to the rear. Unexpectedly, Captain Xia not only did not lead them to retreat, but instead faced the enemy to find more victims.
Enemies surrounded, comrades left behind.
Each victory gave the soldiers an unprecedented and firm belief in victory.
"Have we met somewhere?" Platoon Leader Sun looked at the man in front of him.
"If you have seen me before, it must have been in China when I was telling you about the Romance of the Three Kingdoms." Xia Yuan smiled.
"Romance of the Three Kingdoms, you are Xia Yuan!"
Platoon Leader Sun remembered it, with an excited look on his face: "Company Commander Xia, I've seen your heroic deeds in the newspaper!"
"We've seen it too!" said the soldiers behind Platoon Leader Sun.
Xia Yuan smiled and waved his hands and said: "Heroes don't ask about the past, what is the mission you have received?"
Platoon Leader Sun said without even thinking: "To stop the enemy, the main force is breaking out toward Yingfeng in the northwest. Our mission is to cut off the enemy's pursuit and block the enemy on the other side of the road for at least two hours."
"Take your soldiers and follow me. I will lead you to stop the enemy and create a road to the sky."
Xia Yuan said with firm eyes.
"Company Commander Xia, you..."
Platoon Leader Sun was a little shocked.
Xia Yuan said: "As the large army breaks through to Yingfeng in the northwest, there are many soldiers in the rear who have been scattered by the enemy and have fallen behind. They are either swallowed up by the mountains and forests, or they die under the enemy's gunfire. I want to
Find them and form a new team to fight the enemy's pursuit force. You will only have one platoon left, which can't hold them back for long. Only by twisting into a hemp rope can we hold off the enemy for a longer time."
Platoon Leader Sun said excitedly: "Captain Xia, I will join you. Our mission to stop the enemy has been successfully completed. There are only so many people left in a company that was beaten by the enemy. If you don't come, I will probably take you with you."
They live and die with the position."
"You will be temporarily organized into the third platoon of the machine gun company. When your troops are found in the future, you can return to the team."
Xia Yuan patted his shoulder, looked around at the young faces blackened by gunpowder smoke, and said: "Comrades, seize the time to clean the battlefield and take away everything you can. The bodies of the fallen comrades are on the spot.
Buried.”
The soldiers went to clean up the battlefield.
Wang Huzi ran over and said happily: "Company commander, look, another heavy machine gun has been captured. The foreign devils ran so fast that they didn't even need the gun."
Xia Yuan smiled and said: "A gun or a life."
Wang Huzi didn’t even think about it and said, “I’ll definitely do it all.”
Xia Yuan patted him on the shoulder and said: "That's us, not them. The heavy machine guns are ready. When the time comes to block the attack, good weapons and equipment can last longer."
Wang Huzi laughed and said: "Company Commander, when can we get some artillery? That thing is better than a heavy machine gun."
"gun?"
Xia Yuan's eyes moved slightly and he said: "If I have a chance, I will take you to get some American cannons to play with."
Yang Nanzhen and his men came back without any danger. The soldiers, with the smell of gunpowder smoke on their bodies, returned to the position in a furious manner.
Yang Nanzhen said to Xia Yuan: "Six soldiers were sacrificed, three soldiers were injured, and the enemy's artillery position was blown up, but the casualties were too great."
Almost a squad of soldiers was sacrificed.
They had promised to take every soldier home, but now that someone had died, Yang Nanzhen felt very uncomfortable.
Xia Yuan said: "It's not your fault. As long as there is a war, there will be casualties. What we can do is to minimize the casualties."
After a pause, he said: "By the way. Let me introduce you to someone, the platoon commander of the 9th company of the 3rd battalion of the 539th regiment, Sun Sijia, is now the third platoon commander of our company, Lao Sun, Lao Sun."
"Hey." Platoon Commander Sun ran over and said, "Company Commander, is this our instructor Yang?"
"Do you know me?" Yang Nanzhen asked.
"Company Commander Xia told me that it was Instructor Yang who led the bombing of the enemy's artillery positions," Platoon Leader Sun said.
"As long as the enemy's artillery position is blown up, if these American devils want to attack our position again, they will have to think carefully." Yang Nanzhen said.
"That's right. Those foreign devils who fled back will tell their commanders that our reinforcements have arrived and there are no artillery positions. If they want to attack the high ground, they have to hesitate for at least a while. We and our people have already disappeared.
." Xia Yuan said with a smile, "Let the soldiers speed up and retreat as quickly as possible."
"yes!"
After cleaning the battlefield and carrying a lot of bullets with them, the soldiers retreated from their positions. They formed a team on the path at the foot of the mountain and moved north. They gave up on breaking out towards Eagle Peak and chose to move north in order to be able to
Better to find lost and straggler warriors.
When all the troops broke out toward Yingfeng, they were probably the only ones still active in the rear.
"The number of wounded has increased, which will seriously slow down our marching speed. Company Commander Xia, I suggest that we move the wounded away first." Yang Nanzhen looked at the wounded in the team with a heavy heart.