When they set foot on the road to the front line again, the soldiers no longer wanted to chat, and everyone was filled with energy.
This energy made them feel blocked and depressed, and they urgently needed to vent it out through a fight.
Xia Yuan drove the car, his face as calm as water, and his finger knuckles were blue and white.
Yang Nanzhen held the submachine gun and held his pants hard with his fingers. He was silent for a long time and said: "Lao Xia, if you encounter foreign devils again, you can't let them go. You have to beat them hard until they hurt and cry.
The beatings made them scared and trembled when they saw us.”
"I originally planned to distribute some of these weapons and equipment to other companies. Lao Yang, you said so, then just go with them and beat them up!"
Xia Yuan drove the car with a somewhat calm tone, but everyone knew that their company commander was angry.
Along the way, they crossed the ravine, followed the path to the main road, and entered the path at a fork in the road. Along the way, they encountered more and more soldiers who were scattered by the enemy, and more and more soldiers joined the machine gun company.
There are already two hundred people, and the strength of one platoon has reached fifty people. There are three platoons, each of which is equipped with ten light machine guns, six heavy machine guns, five bazookas, and three recoilless rifles.
The soldiers' firearms were replaced with American weapons.
There are more than 200 Thompson submachine guns and more than 200 semi-automatic rifles on their trucks. Each soldier is allocated 100 rounds of ammunition and 15 grenades. It can be said that they are a strong force.
Almost armed to the teeth.
The number of gun platoons also increased, and the twelve mortars were already hungry and thirsty.
Xia Yuan also learned about the breakout situation from their mouths.
The 538th Regiment succeeded in opening a gap at the cost of heavy casualties, but it was quickly closed by the enemy, leaving many troops in the encirclement.
The road along the way was covered with craters, and bullet impact points appeared one after another on the mountain, falling everywhere at any time. This place had been covered by American artillery fire, and the mountain was completely destroyed. Stones rolled down the path. It was a serious obstruction.
made them move forward.
"Gunshot!"
Entering the ravine, Xia Yuan heard the sound of gunfire from a distance. The soldiers also heard it and grabbed the guns in their hands with force.
"Company commander, what a fucking bitch!"
"I couldn't bear it for a long time. I didn't have a good fight in the evening, and the little devils didn't fight with us. We seized a lot of good things this time, but we have to show off with the little devils."
"I want to avenge the comrades who died, and I cannot let their sacrifices be in vain!"
The fighting enthusiasm of the soldiers was very high.
Xia Yuan immediately jumped out of the car and shouted: "Comrades, the frontline soldiers need us, take all the guys and follow me!"
In order to seize the time to support, Xia Yuan jumped out of the car and took the soldiers with him, carrying various weapons and equipment, and trotted towards the direction of the gunfire, leaving the cooking team and the wounded behind, and drove forward in the truck.
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The thing that worries Mr. Zheng the most has arrived early.
During the breakout process, organizational chaos had already occurred. He could be sure that not only one battalion, but many troops had lost control. More and more people were left behind, scattered and unable to find their own troops, even the 539th Regiment.
All the people were on the breakout route of the 538th Regiment.
Commander Zheng does not plan to send any more people to find the comrades who have fallen behind, because the people sent out now are more dangerous than those who have fallen behind, and they are surrounded by pursuing American troops.
At about two o'clock in the morning, the enemy aircraft probably ran out of fuel and no longer dropped flares. The roar of the engines gradually dissipated, which gave the soldiers a chance to break out. When the last bright flare ignited the sky, it followed
The gloomy darkness settled down, and the whole world was once again shrouded in darkness.
Commander Zheng led his direct team and saw many soldiers sitting scattered on the ground in a depression. He ran over and asked eagerly: "Which unit are you from?"
A young soldier's appearance was also caused by eating wild vegetables. His right eye was swollen and he could hardly open it. His eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes. He rubbed his eyes hard, took a closer look, and said in surprise: "Ah, it's the teacher, right?"
I seem to have seen you during the all-teacher conference, are you Master Zheng?"
Commander Zheng responded: "Yes, I am Commander Zheng, which regiment are you from?"
When the soldiers around heard that it was Commander Zheng, they stood up quickly. The young soldier replied: "Commander, we are from the 540th Regiment. Our commander is right next to me. I'll call you over."
Commander Zheng nodded and waited on the spot. The commanders and soldiers of the direct team closely surrounded Commander Zheng, and they were performing their duties as guards.
Commander Zheng found that although some people stood up, they seemed to be unable to tell the direction, and their faces were facing in another direction. The soldiers around them corrected them before they corrected themselves.
Master Zheng asked: "What happened to him?"
The young soldier who had just corrected him replied: "Report to the division commander, he can't see."
"Night blindness?"
"Yes."
Night blindness is caused by not being able to take in enough nutrients for a long time. The 180th Division was without food for several days. Many soldiers had not eaten food. They lived hard by eating wild vegetables. They tied their belts very tightly.
, tighten your stomach, and you won’t be hungry anymore.
However, many soldiers suffer from night blindness, some are mild, some are severe, and they can't even see during the day.
Teacher Zheng said: "I'm sorry for you."
"It's not hard work!"
Even so, the morale of the soldiers has not dropped, and they still maintain high morale and fighting will.
A group of people came from a distance. They were Captain Liu, the acting commander of the 540th Regiment. He was holding a Browning pistol, which was seized from the US military officer during the ambush yesterday. At this time, he was holding a Browning pistol.
Gun, he quickly ran to Commander Zheng, the muzzle of the Browning pistol in his hand was still smoking. It was obvious that he had just come off the battlefield, and there were not many regiment leaders who personally led the team to the front line to boost morale.
But Master Zheng got angry.
"I asked Liu Hanyao, what did you do? Why is the team still stuck here and advancing even after the fight? The other troops are almost jumping out of the enemy's encirclement, but you, after fighting for so long, you haven't even moved your butts."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The teacher is losing his temper now, and Liu Hanyao will not be in the mood. It is understandable that in extraordinary times, everyone is anxious when something like this happens.
Liu Hanyao quickly replied: "Reporting to the division commander, some people from the first battalion passed by twenty minutes ago, but these Americans' noses are sharper than dogs. We just ran out part of the way with our front feet, and they came over after smelling the smell with their rear feet. It seemed that they were ahead of schedule."
They realized we were here and blocked all intersections."
Upon hearing this, Commander Zheng led his men to the high ground, took out his binoculars and looked into the distance. That was where the gunfire was intensive. Under the flickering firelight, there were attacking figures of soldiers everywhere.
Liu Hanyao said: "Commander, yes, that's right there. There are at least six heavy machine guns watching. The Yankees have as many machine guns as rifles."
Commander Zheng frowned and looked at his watch again. Time was tight and they could only attack by force. There was not much time left for them. It would be dawn soon. He put down the telescope and said to Liu Hanyao: "To organize a force attack, we must first
Fight out and move quickly. Wait until daybreak before breaking out. It will be too late."
Liu Hanyao immediately understood the division commander's intention. In this case, a force attack would be a desperate effort, and the casualties would definitely increase sharply. However, judging from the encirclement situation, they could only use a force attack to break the current stiff situation. Once the enemy dragged them to
At dawn, if all their forces are not exposed, it will be even more detrimental to the 180th Division.
Liu Hanyao took off his hat and threw it to the ground, then took a submachine gun from the side: "Commander, if you can't rush out, I'll raise my head to see you!"
Liu Hanyao left and led his people to the front line of the battle.
Running at the front is the charge team of the 540th Regiment. They have been fighting in a stalemate with the enemy. Now they are basically running out of ammunition and food. Because they can't attack for a long time, the soldiers' emotions are very unstable. Too many people have died.
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At the critical moment, Liu, the acting commander of the 540th Regiment, came with his men, came to the front line, and participated in the battle personally. The soldiers were extremely excited and burst out with unprecedented strength. Holding the submachine gun, they used all their strength and flew quickly.
Run forward, shooting as you run.
Bang bang bang, the sound of the Soviet-made PPS submachine gun firing forward.
Click, click, click, the sound of U.S. military water-cooled heavy machine guns returning fire.
Under the dim sky, strings of fire chains intertwined and collided between the mountains and fields, which was particularly spectacular. A group of soldiers rushing at the front fell to the ground in pieces, and machine gun bullets hit their bodies one after another, creating a huge explosion.
The impact caused the charging warrior to take several steps back, and the spray of blood mist filled the air.
More and more soldiers are falling.
But the soldiers behind still charged forward in a group of three. They took the guns from the fallen soldiers and continued to charge forward. The blood mist stuck to their cheeks. Everyone knew that this was the blood of their comrades.
This does not make them feel afraid, but instead stimulates their inner fighting spirit.
"Come on!"
"Kill, kill, kill!"
"Ahhh! I'm almost there, I'll kill you all in a hurry!"
The soldiers shouted, full of blood, and charged forward without any scruples. They had never considered what death was. At the worst, they would go on to reunite with their comrades and relatives.
Commander Zheng and the divisional team were caught in the middle. As the division commander, this old hero now holds a PPS submachine gun and shoots like an ordinary soldier. His military appearance is neat, his discipline is fastened tightly, and the submachine gun is whirring in his hand.
Spraying angry tongues of fire, the wind rustled his military uniform.
The soldiers saw that the usually elegant division commander suddenly turned into an angry and galloping lion and joined the battlefield. The blood in their whole bodies seemed to be burning. This was not only true for the commander of the 180th Division, but also for ordinary soldiers.
You should move forward courageously.
An unstoppable iron current roared and rushed toward the American troops like an overwhelming mountain.
Captain Liu saw that it was too dangerous for his division commander to fight like this, so he ran forward and tried to persuade him several times.
"Teacher, it's too dangerous for you to do this. Go back and I'll keep an eye on you."
"My life is life, and your life is also life. I will never give up my life, and I will never live in vain. I am the commander, the commander of the 180th Division. I will be with you even if I die. Listen to me, commander.
Always be at the forefront of you!"
What the soldiers heard was the ambition of their leader and the strong voice of their brother. With tears streaming down their faces, they rushed towards the enemy's heavy machine gun team.
"We must defeat them, we don't have much time!" Commander Zheng shouted loudly while firing with his gun to support the charging soldiers.
This gap was weakly opened by the US military. Once the US military reinforcements arrived, the gap would only get tighter. The soldiers fought harder and harder. Without better attack weapons, a company of US troops blocked them on the road.
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The first round of stormtroopers of the 540th Regiment charged on such a large flat ground. The target was too exposed and the casualties were huge. The one who blocked the road was a company of the US Army. Several machine guns were set up at the intersection, blocking the entire road tightly.
In fact, the soldiers charged with flesh and blood, their lives bloomed in the dark night, and their blood dyed the ground red.
Everyone's heart sank.
If you want to take over the opposite road, you have to pay a huge price.
Whoosh whoosh!
Sudden.
In the dark night in the distance, there was a sharp whistling sound of artillery shells. The artillery shells dragged in arcs and flew over the heads of the soldiers of the 540th Regiment. They landed rumble on the US military position. In an instant, machine gun fire
The bunker was destroyed, the bunker fortifications were destroyed, and the screams of foreign devils were heard everywhere.
Whoosh whoosh!
Before they could react from their shock and confusion, the sudden bombardment started again. The arcs in the sky were graceful, and the shells landed accurately on the U.S. military's position.
Immediately afterwards, dense heavy machine gun firepower covered the enemy's position from far away on the hilltop. The long chains of fire flickered in the dark night, which was inspiring.
"Whose army is over there!" Commander Zheng stood up and shouted in shock. No one responded. He asked Commander Liu: "Sixth, are you from the 540th Regiment?"
"Commander, our 540th Regiment does not have such dense artillery. Look at the firepower. It must be at least ten heavy machine guns." Commander Liu also looked shocked.
Just as the two of them finished speaking, shouts came from the distance.
"Kill, kill, kill!"
"Avenge the fallen warriors!"
"Come on, kill these idiots!"
On a high ground far away, with intensive fire support, a group of soldiers rushed out of the darkness and rushed towards the enemy on the opposite side of the road. Their morale was high and they were invincible. Their firepower was fierce. Each man had a submachine gun and rushed to the road.
The sound of the submachine gun kept ringing.
The U.S. troops stationed on the other side of the road wanted to fight back, but the machine gun fire on the hilltop continued to spray out long chains of fire, like a whip whipping the U.S. military position hard.
In just a few minutes, the situation on the battlefield was reversed.
A soldier from the machine gun company who rushed over first had a murderous look on his face and kicked away the U.S. Browning heavy machine gun. The U.S. machine gunner just reacted and was hit all over his body before he could even raise his hands to surrender.
Got the bullet.
The platoon leader Wang Chenghui shouted: "If you don't surrender, you will not survive. If you do this, you will not be left alive. The company commander told me not to give them a chance to surrender. Just shoot when you see people. If they don't surrender, we will
It’s not a mistake!”
"Kill!"
More and more soldiers rushed out of the road, and the shouts became louder and louder.