Captain Pang was once a tall man with a rosy face and a height of 1.8 meters, but now, like the soldiers, he has a sallow complexion and has lost a lot of weight.
"Regiment leader, Sun Zhaoguang, commander of the 2nd Battalion and 4th Company, are all gone."
"I see."
"Commander, Captain Qiao Yanhu and the fifth company's beloved people fought hard and all the enemy tanks were wiped out."
Captain Pang asked: "Where are Lao Qiao and the others?"
"All sacrificed."
Every time Captain Pang heard such news, his heart felt like a knife stabbing him. He was so heart-wrenchingly uncomfortable that he couldn't even breathe.
Since the 180th Division began to decide to break out, their 538th Regiment has served as the pioneer. Of the three infantry regiments, one of them must take the initiative to sacrifice heavy casualties in exchange for small casualties for the large army. This is very different from the 7th Interleaved Company.
For example, the 538th Regiment must use its own flesh and blood and life to fight for a path for the 180th Division.
At this time, Hu Tuan's chief of staff came back with two bundles of telephone wires wrapped around his hands. He said to Captain Pang: "Commander, even if you can't be a telephone wire anymore, you can still throw grenades farther."
Commander Pang asked eagerly: "If we can't open this hole in Yingfeng, our entire division will die here. What should we do?"
A company of the 540th Regiment that had previously stayed in Eagle Peak has been living and dying with the position for too long. How can a company withstand several rounds of brutal attacks from a US division? There is no food, no ammunition, and no personnel.
Xia Yuan led the 7th company to hold on for almost a day. Except for him, the entire company was killed. How long can they hold on to Yingfeng? They couldn't hold on for long. Yingfeng fell. The US military occupied Yingfeng and formed a defense line along the road.
As the vanguard to open the way, the 538th Regiment must break through this line of defense in a short period of time. In the rear, the U.S. military's pursuit troops are chasing closely. Once they catch up, the 180th Division will be in danger.
Captain Pang couldn't help it anymore, picked up the Czech bag that he had been carrying since the breakout, and was about to lead Lao Hu to the forward position.
"Captain, I haven't finished speaking yet. Some people from the second battalion destroyed seven tanks. Now a small hole has been opened. We are confident that we can control it. Before the enemy notices it, let's lead the troops as soon as possible.
Get out."
Chief of Staff Hu said quickly.
The solemn expression on Commander Pang's face relaxed, "Okay, okay! I will reward them for breaking through. These comrades are all good!"
Chief of Staff Hu took a shell gun and gestured towards the company behind him, gesturing for everyone to follow him. While following Commander Pang, he said: "Yes, these guys are really good at fighting. There are many soldiers who fight very tenaciously.
They are afraid of sacrifice and keep pushing forward. They are all good people and our good comrades!"
After paying a heavy price of casualties, the 538th Regiment succeeded in tearing a small hole, and Commander Pang immediately led his troops to drill in and out of the hole.
At this time, the six tanks of the Niuman Vanguard Task Force of the U.S. Tenth Army, plus part of the cooperating Marine Regiment, seemed to have sensed the intentions of the 538th Regiment, and outflanked them in an attempt to intervene.
Guarding the buttons were the soldiers of the 3rd Battalion and 8th Company. They discovered the enemy on the road. Such an enemy outnumbered them dozens of times. The 8th Company Commander called everyone together:
"Comrades, the main force is rushing outside the encirclement. This is related to whether our 180th Division can break through the encirclement and cannot let this enemy discover our main force."
"The time has come when the motherland needs us. Don't be afraid. If we wait any longer, I will still be your company commander. We are still brothers. Together we will fight against the little devils, the reactionaries, and the American devils."
The soldiers were half-crouching on the ground, leaning on the ground with their rifle butts, and holding them tightly with their hands. Their faces under their hats were green and their eyes were bright, revealing a ferocity and murderousness that was not befitting their age.
In order to prevent the enemy from discovering that the main force of the regiment was drilling outside, the brothers of the Eighth Company were not afraid to face several times the number of enemies. With an order, machine guns, rifles, submachine guns, and grenades were fired at the enemy.
The ammunition carried by the soldiers of the Eighth Company was simply not enough to fight a blocking battle, not to mention that this was a U.S. Marine regiment, plus artillery, tanks, and mobile troops deployed by mechanized troops. But even when they knew that there was not enough to fight, the soldiers
He still followed the company commander's instructions unswervingly and blocked the approaching enemy.
Two comrades with good marksmanship first used Soviet-made water rifles to ambush at the nearest range and hit the fuel tanks in front of two U.S. military motorcycles. Flames shot into the sky, and the wreckage of the motorcycles blocked the infantry and tanks behind them.
What I didn't expect was that the ground tank ignored the motorized infantry in front, increased the accelerator, knocked away the paralyzed tank, and kept running forward.
The soldiers were a little panicked. The enemy was more ferocious than expected. Tanks rushed along the road and the ground was shaking.
"The crazier the enemy is, the less we can let them succeed!"
The commander of the Eighth Company shouted: "Comrades, we have fought for so long and killed many American devils. We have done enough. It is time for our Eighth Company to sacrifice our lives. We cannot embarrass our commander!"
"Hahahaha! When we get there, comrades, it's time to digest that we are the toughest in the group!"
"Okay, stop talking, put on the bayonet and hold off these bitches for a minute, and we will buy the regiment leader and the others a minute."
The bugler blew the charge horn.
The moment the trumpet sounded, everyone in the Eighth Company, including the stretcher bearers, health workers, cooks, and two gun depot keepers, followed the soldiers and jumped out from different bunkers and rushed towards the road.
After a group of people at the front were shot by tank machine guns and fell to the ground, the tank ran over the body of the soldier. There was a loud bang and the body exploded. It was a soldier who had not yet been sacrificed who used his last breath.
The grenade on his body.
However, the power of grenades was limited, and the enemy tanks still rushed towards the soldiers of the Eighth Company crazily.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! At the end of the battle, the soldiers of the Eighth Company sacrificed their entire lives to give the 538th Regiment and even the entire division an 18-minute victory in breaking out to Eagle Peak.
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He Yongguo, the instructor of the Seventh Company, heard a sudden burst of gunfire from the direction of the Eighth Company on another hill. He immediately judged from the sound that they had encountered several times the number of enemies.
In order to indirectly support the Eighth Company's blockade, he decided to take the initiative. In addition to more than 70 people, he still had two recoilless rifles and five rounds of shells. He stood on the top of the hill and ordered the soldiers to open fire.
Light up the cannonballs so that all the enemy's firepower will be directed towards you.
He led his men to fight from the outside in, and continued to fire into the enemy's nest. The US military could not judge how many people there were in He Yongguo in a short time. They thought that the 180th Division led the main force to fight them decisively. Therefore, the enemy
We have always adopted a cautious defensive posture and attacked step by step.
Just like boiling a frog in warm water, the more the enemy behaves like this, the happier He Yongguo will be. Their purpose is to contain the enemy. The longer they are held back, the more time the 180th Division will have to break through.
The two sides were in a stalemate like this for a whole day. The seventh company and the eighth company fought to the last soldier without retreating from their positions. No one knew about their fighting deeds because there were no survivors to tell outsiders.
From the story, we only know that the 7th and 8th companies attracted most of the U.S. pursuing troops at the cost of their heroic sacrifices, in exchange for time for the entire division to break out of the encirclement.
The situation of the soldiers in the battle sequence was particularly tragic.
The logistics and transportation situation of the 180th Division is still not good.
During the breakout, there were some mules and horses in the team responsible for transporting baggage. Hungry forced the soldiers to have no choice but to kill the horses.
The soldiers of the mules and horses transporting the baggage were too hungry to walk. They rested on the roadside and almost couldn't get up.
"Hey, wake up, get up, and keep walking..."
"Instructor, I'm really hungry. If you give me another half bowl of raw sorghum rice to swallow, I guarantee that I can walk for two more days."
The instructor of the third battalion felt extremely uncomfortable when he heard the soldiers say this.
He looked at the mules and horses pulling the mountain cannon in front of him, and he began to think about killing the horses. He walked up to the breeder and said: "Kill one, just one, and give the soldiers meat to eat, and I will drink the blood."
The breeder also heard what the soldier said, and felt extremely uncomfortable. In a short period of time, he was caught in a difficult decision. Neither his comrades nor the mules and horses wanted to give up.
Now the enemy's shooting sounds are getting louder and louder, and they may fall into another encounter at any time. If the comrades don't eat something, what strength will they have to fight with the enemy? Thinking of this, he pulled out the bayonet from his waist and walked towards the horses.
passed.
Another breeder who was feeding fodder saw him coming over with a knife, and immediately stopped a horse and shouted: "No, no, no! Lao Li, do you still have any conscience? They will go to court."
How much work have they helped us with by following us all the way? They are no longer animals!"
"They are our comrades in arms!"
As if he was deafened, Lao Li continued walking this way with his bayonet in hand.
When the breeder saw Lao Li's posture, he knew that he had murderous intentions. With his small body, there was no way he could stop Lao Li. So, he opened the reins of the two mules and horses and stroked them a few times.
The foreheads of the mules and horses said: "Brother, run away, they are going to kill you."
After saying that, he spanked the horse's butt a few times, but the unbridled horses not only did not run, but stood there motionless, as if waiting for Lao Li to kill them to satisfy the soldiers' hunger.
Ma is understanding of human nature. After being with soldiers for a long time, he can basically understand some of their thoughts.
The young breeder plopped down and knelt in front of Lao Li, "Please, don't kill them!"
The instructors and soldiers watched and felt extremely uncomfortable. They also followed the horses all the way from China. The horses helped them carry things along the way and helped them too much. The breeders have long been bonded with the horses.
, it’s like they are their comrades-in-arms.
Killing them makes the breeders feel very uncomfortable.
The instructor sighed, stopped Lao Li, and said: "Forget it, I won't kill them, but it's inconvenient and too dangerous to follow them when they break out. Let them go and let them go back to the mountains, where they belong."
Home."
But the breeder, Lao Li, looked at several injured comrades, and their wounds had burst open due to the violent exercise, and blood was flowing to the ground along the bandages. He clenched his knife again and said, "Kill one, and kill one for the wounded."
Let’s eat.”
The horse was motionless, its head lowered as it ate grass, its nose constantly exhaling hot air, and its eyes, which were larger than a human's, revealed humanity.
"The enemy is catching up!"
The shouts of the soldiers came from behind, followed by the sound of gunfire. Bullets came from the hillside far away and hit the ground, leaving craters.
"The enemy is coming, take cover!"
"Lie down, lie down quickly!"
"Three o'clock, two machine guns!"
"Put the horse down quickly, quickly!"
The transport team was suddenly disrupted, and the enemy's cannons rang overhead again, rumbled down among the teams, people were knocked to the ground, and soil was splashed everywhere.
"Old Li, wake up quickly!"
The young breeder saw Lao Li lying on the ground. Lao Li's body was covered with bullet holes, and blood was constantly flowing out, infecting the clothes on his chest. Lao Li dropped the bayonet on the ground and used up his last
He had the strength to say: "I'm sorry, I was wrong just now, just listen to the instructor and let them go."
"Lao Li, Lao Li!"
Lao Li's head tilted to one side, and the young breeder let out a heart-rending cry.
The horse standing there also neighed, sounding like it was mourning or sad.
The young keepers pulled them, dragged them up the mountain, and beat them with the reins, crying: "Go quickly, you don't want your life, go quickly!"
The horses that ran into the mountains were so humane. They stood in the bushes and looked at everyone reluctantly. The young breeders were still waving to them, signaling them to run quickly.
Later, a dozen horses were actually found after the entire division returned to the team. They were motionless in the woods on the west side of Mapingli. They pulled the reins and followed them back.
Those who follow the team, whether they are people, animals, or cold mountain cannons, to the soldiers, they are all close comrades who were born together and came to North Korea from the country to win glory for the country.
The 180th Division's road to breakout was particularly difficult. Eagle Peak was blocked by the enemy, and the 538th Regiment, as the pioneer, was destined to suffer huge casualties.
On the other side, the 539th Regiment was approaching Yingfeng. During the breakout battle, the various units lost contact for a time. The enemy's pursuit and interception were too fierce. The highway was even more convenient for the enemy's mechanized troops to deploy. Their firepower was powerful and extraordinary, and they continued to attack.
There were stragglers who got separated from the main force and were lost in the mountains and forests. They heard gunshots everywhere and could not determine their direction.
Often they look for the direction of the noisy gunfire and see only the enemy's ferocious firepower from a distance, not their own people.
The ferocity of the enemy's firepower gave the soldiers a deeper understanding. It was too ferocious, and the enemy's shells seemed to be endless. They fell on their positions and the gunfire reflected the black faces.
Their expressions are vivid, and they are always frozen in the fierce gunfire.