After listening to Commander Wei's report, the boss was helpless. Apart from organizing rescue, he could only wait. He also hoped that the 180th Division could break out with its own strength. Finally, he said on the phone: "Wei
Peace, remember, in short, it is just one sentence, do your best to rescue the 180th Division. Hainan Zhongjingbei has also asked me many times. If you have any difficulties, just call me directly. Now the Central Committee is also very concerned about the movements of the 180th Division.
.”
Commander Wei immediately replied: "Yes, boss, please rest assured. I will report to you as soon as there is any news."
As soon as Commander Wei hung up the phone with his boss, he immediately ordered: "Come, I want to talk to Lao Zheng."
The microphone was handed over. Commander Wei held it tightly in his hand and shouted loudly: "Zheng Xianjun, Zheng Xianjun, can you hear me?"
Commander Zheng's voice came from the other end of the microphone: "Commander, it's me. I heard it clearly."
After several days, we finally got together with the 180th Division. Commander Wei took a deep breath and said, "How is the situation? Why are you contacting me now?"
There wasn't much time left for Commander Zheng. He went straight to the point and said: "Commander, the situation is very bad now. The troops have moved and there is no useful radio station anymore. I am now using a US military machine that I just dismantled and reassembled."
You are on the phone, and I suspect that the enemy has radio detection equipment to track us, which is very dangerous. I will contact you as soon as I have the opportunity."
Commander Wei said: "Okay, you must pay attention to safety. How is the army?"
Commander Zheng replied: "The enemy is still continuing to narrow the encirclement of our division. The fighting distance has become shorter and shorter, which is too dangerous. In the past two days, I have led my troops and the US Tenth Army to see each other repeatedly. Now all the commanding heights have been lowered.
In the hands of the enemy, the soldiers are extremely tired, their ammunition is almost exhausted, and they no longer have the ability to regain the commanding heights."
The U.S. military was very close to the main force of the division. Commander Wei could clearly hear the sound of guns and artillery through the microphone. Judging from his many years of combat experience, the sound was no more serious than in the past. From the clarity, it could be judged that Zheng Xianjun's division command post was
within the combat zone.
Commander Wei continued to ask: "What are the casualties?"
Commander Zheng said: "After protruding the second encirclement, I can only control more than a thousand people. The casualties in the fierce battle were too great. I feel that the strength of the US Tenth Army is increasing exponentially, and their firepower is also increasing.
It has doubled, and there are many companies that have been separated. Commander Wei, I don’t have time anymore. Just now the municipal party committee held an emergency meeting on the front line and decided to divide the four arrows into parallel soil tonight under the night. This is also left to me.
This is the last chance for the 180th Division, please ask the Army Commander for approval."
Commander Wei grabbed the map on the table, made two gestures with his hand on several interspersed arrows, and immediately said: "We have unified your department's decision. You should continue to organize the troops and concentrate on breaking out in the direction of Shicangli. I will
We have repeatedly urged the 179th Division and the 181st Division to attack the outskirts of Shicangli and then respond to you."
Commander Zheng said: "On behalf of the commanders and fighters of the entire division, I would like to thank Commander Wei and the military chiefs in advance. I will not let you down. Commander, due to current conditions, I can no longer assimilate with you frequently. If I have the opportunity, I will not let you down."
I will report to the military headquarters."
There was a burst of noise from the microphone, followed by Commander Zheng's shout, a bit urgent: "Oh no, Commander, now another enemy is outflanking my command post.
Hang up first."
Commander Wei emphasized the last sentence on the microphone: "Xianjun, you must pay attention to safety. I want to see you alive. Now you have full power to decide on the army!"
Teacher Zheng only said "yes" and then became silent again.
The current battle situation is undergoing huge changes every minute and every second.
As early as the morning of the 27th, the U.S. military had captured Shicangli, Hwachuan and other places. In order to support the 180th Division, the 179th Division and the 181st Division continued to launch desperate charges against the U.S. blocking positions.
, just like the sea lapping at the coast, over and over again, the 179th Division did not give up, the 181st Division did not give up, the military headquarters did not give up, Shiji did not give up, and the country did not give up, everyone was eager to rescue.
This troop.
However, the enemy's blocking firepower is really fierce. Whether it is the 179th Division or the 181st Division, the firepower configuration of the two divisions is far inferior to that of the US military. A US military company has more than two heavy machine guns, and light machine guns are not excluded.
Quantities, bazookas, mortars, etc. The 179th Division also faced huge casualties. The commander of the 179th Division constantly received casualty statistics from the attacking troops on the front line. As the battle progressed, this number increased every time.
Changes are happening every moment.
"We must capture the enemy position. This is related to the safety of the 180th Division... Artillery support is needed... Okay, I'll let the artillery fire another round."
"Huge casualties? We have to withstand the huge casualties!"
"Reinforcements will arrive soon. If you keep persisting, persistence will lead to victory!"
The headquarters of the 179th Division is noisy, and the battle situation on the front line is getting more and more tense. They have been advancing for a day, and the progress is still slow. The commander of the 179th Division feels that he is more than capable, but when he thinks that the 180th Division is still surrounded by the enemy
During this period, he did not dare to stop for a moment. While studying the map, he was processing the documents sent by various ministries and formulating an attack plan.
It was difficult for the 60th Army Headquarters to grasp the changes in the front line in a timely manner. The communication methods were too backward, and the U.S. military's artillery fire was particularly fierce. Therefore, the 179th Division encountered stubborn resistance outside Shicangli, and they could not
You know, in the end the response to the 180th Division was unsuccessful.
It was originally a cloudy day, and with the strong wind blowing, the soldiers were shivering with cold.
But the weather was not kind, and it started to rain again, soaking everyone. If there is any good thing about this rain, it is the sound of the raindrops falling on the leaves of the trees and hitting the ground.
It covered up the sound of marching footsteps and blurred the sound of artillery fire around us. In this way, the enemies chasing us could not hear it. However, without eating for so many days, the body's calories have long been exhausted. Let alone a breakout, we stayed in place.
It's hard to say whether you can survive without moving.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! However, the desire to survive and the belief that persistence is victory are still burning in everyone's chest. The soldiers have exerted their physical strength to the limit, reaching the level of human beings.
The best.
As General Liang recalled, compared with the American army, our soldiers' ability to endure hardship and stand hard work far exceeds theirs.
The comrades in the Munitions Department sighed as they walked. They regretted that when the division commander ordered the big luggage to be thrown away, they should have kept the two bags of luggage, which contained a lot of rainproof hats, but how could everyone divide those little things.
In the rear, after discussion among the division chiefs, the independent battalion served as the blocking force to contain the enemy.
The U.S. artillery was still firing cold artillery fire one after another. After the artillery shells exploded, the soldiers nearby could still feel the heat. Everyone smiled slightly and laughed at the enemy's inaccurate firing of artillery shells. However, some people said that this was the enemy's attack on us.
The "cannonball furnace" was sent, but everyone was just enjoying themselves in hardship. This is also the revolutionary optimism of our officers and soldiers.
There was neither a rally call nor organized mobilization. We could only encourage each other to break out to the northwest. During the march, everyone also brought out the spirit of the Red Army's Long March, encouraging each other to pick wild vegetables and leaves.
To satisfy their hunger, they supported and encouraged each other, and followed the main force of the division forward. Thousands of people were crowded into a ravine only one kilometer wide, and the marching speed was extremely slow.
Many exhausted soldiers fell to the ground along the way and rested against trees in the rain. Soldiers passing by encouraged them. These soldiers would always say: "You go first, while I rest."
But many people know that it's okay to grit your teeth and keep walking, but once you lie down to rest, it's over.
But there are too many people who are physically exhausted. How can they still have the strength to walk if they don't eat for a week?
There were also many female comrades from the art troupe in the team. They used the water bottles on their bodies to collect water drops hanging from leaves and grass, and then brought them to the wounded to drink. The seriously injured were unable to walk and threw away the stretcher team carrying them.
Comrade, I asked for two grenades and held them in my arms, and then stopped leaving. The soldiers who left were in tears and grief-stricken. Basically, these seriously wounded soldiers would choose to die with the enemy when the US troops came after them.
The seriously injured soldiers all had this realization in their hearts, and no one complained. Only after the large army gradually moved away, did they tremble and cry, and began to miss home and their relatives. After all, they were still a group of 18-9 people.
As a young man aged 10 to 18, he shouldered the heavy responsibility of protecting his home and country.
After crying for a while, they no longer have the strength to cry. Some seriously injured people will lie in the grass, open their mouths to catch the water droplets on the grass and trees. If they still have the strength to drink some water, they will take a few American soldiers with them when they leave.
It also relieves the pressure on the main force.
Some people were so tired that they fell to the ground and fell asleep. When they woke up again, there was no sign of the large army.
After all, they are humans, not gods.
In the blocking position at the rear, the independent battalion led by Xia Yuan fought bloody battles. Artillery fire and gunpowder smoke enveloped the sky. When the raindrops fell, they appeared black. Ice fell coldly on the cheeks of the soldiers, but it could not extinguish the remaining heat of the battlefield. The battlefield
The temperature is still rising.
The bullet passed through the smoke-filled battlefield and sank into the wet and warm soil.
"Damn it, Mr. Wu, watch your side, a platoon of US troops has touched it."
"Wang Beard, I saw it, I need fire support."
"Grenade, get me a grenade!"
The enemy's attack became particularly fierce. The grenades thrown continued to explode on the independent battalion's blocking position. There were splashes of mud and gravel everywhere. In the smoke of continuous artillery fire, the machine gunners withstood the bullets that kept flying over their heads.
Listening to the deafening roar, braving the falling stones and soil, he operated a heavy machine gun to shoot at the approaching enemies.
The machine gunner operating the machine gun was constantly knocked down by the flying shrapnel of the enemy's artillery fire. Soldiers would rush up next to him and continue to operate the machine gun. This relay method allowed the machine gun's flames to continue, sprinkling barrage after barrage, passing through the machine gun.
Through the gunpowder smoke that stretched for hundreds of meters, bursts of roars were emitted, and the explosions that could stir up the soil at any time were overcome with overwhelming force, forming an airtight firepower network, giving the soldiers fighting in the forward position time to fight back.
Blocking the enemy at the forward position were more than 40 people from the second platoon of the third company of the independent first battalion, led by Sun Sijia, the former commander of the third platoon of the machine gun company. They withstood the enemy's crazy attack and suffered huge casualties, which could hardly be resisted.
After three attacks by the US military, only one squad of soldiers remained on the forward position.
"We have to use our lives to buy more time for the troops behind us. The foreign devils want to attack our position unless they step over our bodies first!"
Sun Sijia's face was completely charred, except for one big black eye with white eyes, which looked a little scary.
A dozen soldiers, including five or six wounded, were wrapped in bandages. The bandages were stained with blood and covered with dark soil. They were holding guns and squatting on the ground. There was no fear in their eyes.
Currently, the Independent Battalion, as the last combat force of the 180th Division, is on its own and has opened a front several kilometers long. The three companies were forced to separate and hold on to the high ground southwest of Eagle Peak. Of course, this was not an order from the division commander, but
According to Xia Yuan's order, the main peak is the focus of the US military's fight. In addition, the mountain is high and the road is narrow, and the independent battalion is huddled on it. It is easy to be attacked by US artillery fire. Once it encounters a serious shelling, the casualties will be huge.
Xia Yuan and Yang Nanzhen have discussed that the terrain in the southwest of Eagle Peak is relatively complicated. Deep in the mountains are steep mountains and forests. The enemy tanks cannot get up. They can get in with some effort, even if they don't know whether they can get out.
, but it is much better than staying surrounded by US troops.
"Lao Yang, now you take the artillery platoon and the second company to pursue the main force of the division!"
The battle became more and more intense. Xia Yuan knew better than anyone else that if the independent battalion did not retreat, it would be exhausted by the US military sooner or later. This was something he had worked hard to pull up. He could not just watch the independent battalion that was finally obtained be annihilated by the enemy.
here.
Let Lao Yang chase the main force not only to protect them.
Yang Nanzhen also had a stubborn temper. He held the big eight bullets and fired back at the enemy. The eight bullets were quickly used up. He bared his teeth and grinned as if he hadn't heard: "Eight bullets, two of them, but my marksmanship is still not as good as yours."
good."
Xia Yuan didn't say anything for a while. Yang Nanzhen turned around and saw Xia Yuan looking at him intently.
"Xia Yuan, now that the battle has reached this level, how can I leave with more than half of the people!" Yang Nanzhen suddenly became anxious, "I can't leave, and I won't leave. I want to stay on the position."
He didn't know why Xia Yuan asked him to withdraw at such a critical time.
"We can't stop this US military force, we can only delay it. It doesn't matter how many people are left on the position. The more we leave, the more we will sacrifice. The less we leave, the less we will sacrifice."
Xia Yuan grabbed Yang Nanzhen's clothes and said solemnly: "Many soldiers from the Independence Battalion followed me all the way from the rear. I promised them to take them out and get out alive."