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Chapter 150 Blocking the Enemy

Noon.

The sun exudes a faint residual heat, which disappears when the wind blows.

Xia Yuan ordered the remaining soldiers of the company to seize the time to build positions. He also called Deputy Battalion Commander Yuan to discuss countermeasures: "Have you killed the Japanese?"

"Kill, kill one."

Deputy Battalion Commander Yuan said with shame.

"You are a civilian. Killing a Japanese soldier is quite powerful." Xia Yuan patted his shoulder and shouted to the soldiers around him: "Everyone, tell me, right?"

"The deputy battalion commander has never been on the battlefield. It was his first time on the battlefield and he killed a Japanese soldier. It was quite impressive."

"When I first entered the battlefield, I was so scared that I wet my pants for the first time. I could only huddle in the trench without even daring to show my head."

"Ha ha ha ha."

Everyone laughed.

Previously, Xia Yuan had said something deep in his heart, and now they were experiencing a fight together. The barriers between them disappeared and they became closer.

The relaxed laughter made me feel better after losing my comrade.

Everyone recognized He Xiayuan and Deputy Battalion Commander Yuan quite well. Xia Yuan's combat ability was extraordinary. When attacking Wushan, he used grenades to forcibly open up a road. In the subsequent bayonet battle, one man blocked a single side and overwhelmed a detachment of Japanese troops.

The Japs couldn't lift their heads and killed eleven Japanese Japs in a row. The remaining two Japs were trembling all over and trying to escape, but Xia Yuan's bayonet pierced their backs and they lay on the ground, trembling.

He was then stabbed by two soldiers and was completely dead.

Then, the Japanese army counterattacked and attacked Wushan. Their battalion commander, with a Type 38 rifle, killed eight enemies one after another from a long distance, shocking everyone.

The Japanese troops were also stunned.

Everyone recognized Xia Yuan, recognized that he spoke from the bottom of his heart to everyone, and recognized that he never bullied others.

Just like Deputy Battalion Commander Yuan, he treated the soldiers very kindly.

Therefore, everyone knows Deputy Battalion Commander Yuan quite well.

Don't say that you only killed one Japanese Japs, even if you didn't kill any, everyone wouldn't say anything.

Xia Yuan sat down in the trench, pulled off the military coat that he had taken off from the Japanese soldier, and threw it to Deputy Battalion Commander Yuan, "Wear the little Japanese soldier's clothes. Wear them warmly. There are some blood stains. Don't wear the little Japanese soldier's clothes."

Disgusted."

"I don't mind it." Deputy Battalion Commander Yuan smiled and put on the Japanese military coat. He tightened his clothes so that he could no longer feel the cold wind blowing over him. "You asked me to come over. Do you have anything to discuss?"

"The Japanese have suffered a defeat in the morning and will not give up in the afternoon. Our battalion suffered a lot of casualties in the morning and the position is huge." Xia Yuan looked at the scorched earth on Wushan Mountain and said: "I want to abandon other positions as we thought about the position.

Just guard the top of the mountain, and then let the troops dig a few deep trenches on the other side of the mountain and hide in the trenches."

The method used by Xia Yuan was the same as the refueling tactic during the Battle of Ganling.

But Wushan is not Shangganling. The terrain of Wushan is not steep. It is a small hill. The four separated positions also extend forward a lot. The terrain of these extended areas is quite broad and condescending, which is very suitable for blocking the Japanese army.

But as the position expands, more troops will be invested.

The Japanese will definitely do the same thing in the afternoon as they did in the morning, using heavy artillery to clear the ground first, and then the infantry charging.

From the beginning to the end of their invasion of China, the three-axe used by the Japanese never changed.

"What if the Japanese army sends too many troops and we can't stop them?" Deputy Battalion Commander Yuan asked this question worriedly.

"I've thought about it. The possibility of being unable to block it is very small. Even if it is really impossible to block it, immediately notify the soldiers in the rear to increase the number of troops." Xia Yuan thought, he was leading the team to fight on the top of the mountain.

Living situation: "At least in this way, when the Japanese artillery bombs Wushan, our casualties can be reduced a lot."

"Listen to you."

Deputy Battalion Commander Yuan only raised a question and did not refute it.

Xia Yuan's combat ability was already well-known throughout the camp when he was in the camp. He was the God of War in Songhu, and many soldiers had heard of his combat deeds.

Then when Wushan counterattacked, everyone saw with their own eyes that the grenade was thrown for 100 meters and fired like a small Japanese grenade. The marksmanship was extremely accurate and it could easily kill the Japanese after being fired for 100 meters.

Xia Yuan's combat ability is unparalleled, and his ability to lead troops in battle need not be questioned.

Deputy Battalion Commander Yuan is very self-aware. He knows that he is a civilian and has little combat experience. Xia Yuan's judgment is basically correct.

Xia Yuan asked Deputy Battalion Commander Yuan to lead the soldiers in other positions to retreat to the rear first and build trenches on the reverse slope of the rear. He then led a platoon of soldiers and began to retreat to the top of Wushan Mountain.

And built fortifications on the top of Wushan Mountain.

The location on the top of the hill is pretty good, with a relatively wide view. The position is concentrated and one platoon is scattered on the position, which is enough to hold the position.

Three people form a combat group, and nine people form a combat army.

Enough to be divided into three battle groups.

No matter how well they cooperate with each other, they must first occupy the position and spread out their forces.

In the trench, Xia Yuan wiped the gun body with his sleeve and blew on the magazine to blow out the fine sand.

Two Sichuan soldiers were sitting next to them. They looked at their battalion commander curiously: "Battalion Commander, your marksmanship is so good. How did you develop it? We want to be as good as you."

Xia Yuan leaned against the trench and wiped the gun, and said: "This is talent. I have been playing with guns since I was a child. I went hunting with my father in the mountains. I could hit wild boars dozens of meters away with accuracy. Later I joined the army and practicing guns was purely for hunting.

From my experience at that time, if you want to shoot a gun accurately, you still have to practice from an early age."

"The battalion commander is so powerful. He can kill a Japanese soldier from a hundred meters away."

"Yes, I will be as powerful as the battalion commander someday. Then, when the little Japanese devil comes, he won't be able to reach our position."

The two of them talked happily, Xia Yuan chatted with them some and not.

The gunpowder smoke on the position had dispersed a bit, and the scouts stationed in front had not brought back any news. Deputy Battalion Commander Yuan came up with food, "Captain Luo gave us white-flour steamed buns and some meat."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Really?" Xia Yuan opened the lid, a white mist rose up, and the aroma was fragrant, "Gather, come and eat first."

The lunch meal consisted of radish stew and white flour steamed buns, mostly for Xia Yuan's sake.

Xia Yuan was at the top of his game in the army, and the Chairman of the Generalissimo was attracted by him. It is conservatively estimated that he started as the regiment leader.

What's more, Xia Yuansheng was appreciated by the Chairman at a young age, in his early twenties. Even if he started from the head of the regiment, the twenty-year-old regiment leader was still terrifying. What's more, he won every battle in the Songhu Battle.

In particular, it will add a new dimension to his career, and his future achievements will definitely be high.

Regiment Headquarters.

Before Master Dai Ziqi left, the communications troop passed down the battle situation in the morning. He looked over it twice and said with admiration: "What a Songhu God of War. The Japanese army must have had five to six hundred troops this morning. It was just a counterattack."

Defeat this group of Japanese troops, and most of the invading Japanese troops will be wiped out. It is estimated that the casualties of the little Japanese soldiers will not be too low."

Commander Luo said: "The Japanese army will definitely not give up and will launch a more violent attack in the afternoon. I just don't know if this man can still hold on."

Dai Ziqi said: "If he can hold on, he will really respond to that word."

Captain Luo was a little curious: "What word?"

"You are young and promising." Dai Ziqi sighed: "I am as old as him, and I am still in military school. How can I have such a record as him? And I heard that this man is a young man who joined the army, which is terrible."

"A strong man?!" Captain Luo gasped.

"Who would have thought that the Songhu God of War was drafted into the army. He has never been to any military school and has been in the army for less than a year. This is terrible." Dai Ziqi said with emotion: "This explains it.

, he was born to fight. He has achieved such a record after joining the army for less than a year. Commander Chen praised him, Commander Tang also praised him, and even the Chairman of the General Committee was full of praise. In the future, the government will have a Wolf Commander.

Already."

"Master thinks so highly of him?" Commander Luo was surprised.

"Is it high? Not high. How many commanders can do such earth-shattering things on the battlefield when they are twenty years old?" Dai Ziqi smiled and said, "Everything was published in the newspapers not long ago.

The news about him can be said to be in full swing. In time, he will become the leader of the national army, which will be well known to the whole people and have a great influence."

Captain Luo did not expect this, but Dai Ziqi thought very clearly. Just killing a thousand enemies in Songhu was enough for him to be called a famous anti-Japanese general.

Dai Ziqi was quite emotional, and at the same time felt a little incredible, even unbelievable.

It is not unheard of for one man to fight bravely.

I had previously heard reports from some veterans about the heroes who died on the battlefield. Some even had their stomachs disemboweled, and they fought with the Japanese soldiers holding their intestines. They still killed two people before they fell.

There is never a shortage of brave people.

But such bravery in fighting and killing thousands of enemies is really rare. There is no such person even in the army.

It was only in recent days that I actually met him, and I was really surprised.

There really is such a person in the world, and at the same time, we also understand that the existence of such a person will have a huge impact on the national army and the Japanese army.

Just halfway through lunch.

From overhead came the sharp whistle of artillery shells.

It was somewhat caught off guard.

"Stop eating, hurry up and hide!"

Xia Yuan shouted loudly, grabbed two white-faced steamed buns, and jumped into the bomb shelter dug on the side of the trench. Immediately afterwards, a huge vibration came from Wushan, and the sand continued to roll up from the trench and fell into a person-high

A shell crater on the side of the trench.

The fierce bombing lasted for about ten minutes. When we attacked this morning, we had already carried out two hours of bombing on Wushan. The trees on Wushan were broken and destroyed.

Now, the ten-minute bombing has blown up the positions on the top of the mountain to pieces. The trees that fell on the ground have also been blown to pieces, and the broken wood splinters are flying everywhere.

The Japanese army continued to launch fierce attacks on Wushan.

This time, the Japanese army concentrated 800 troops and adopted the tactics of rotating mercenaries. One group of 200 people, about the strength of a squadron, was divided into four groups, like a wave on the seaside, towards Wushan Xia Yuan.

Launch a charge from a frontal position.

The scout on the front line immediately came to report the enemy situation, but he only saw more than two hundred Japanese troops attacking.

Xia Yuan was happy: "The little Japs still haven't suffered enough. They killed at least 500 enemies in the morning, but they still only sent 200 enemies to attack. They are all ready. Move the Japs closer and then attack."

The Japanese army wanted to use wheel warfare to gradually consume the strength of the Chinese troops on the position. This was a good idea, but it was clear that the Japanese army had not suffered enough losses in the morning.

It can destroy 500 Japanese troops, but only 200 Japanese troops.

Xia Yuan pulled the bolt, held the grenade, and first observed the situation on the battlefield.

The position was shrunk on the hilltop, and the Japanese army obviously did not notice that the ten minutes of rapid shelling seemed relatively messy. Only a section of the trench was completely destroyed by the shelling, and a squad of soldiers was urgently repairing it.

"Squad leader, bring the people and follow me!"

"Yes, battalion commander!"

The fighting mood of the soldiers is not low. Xia Yuan personally takes the lead in the charge, which is a great encouragement to the morale of the soldiers. What's more, their battalion commander is also a battalion commander who is good at fighting and has a very strong combat ability. This is very useful for boosting morale.

.

"Calm down, get closer and then shoot. The machine gunner should not save bullets, but he can greet the little Japanese devil with all his strength."

The squad leader gave everyone careful instructions and approached Xia Yuan: "Batalion Commander, everything has been explained. There are more than two hundred Japanese soldiers. If we fight them as a squad, will we be unable to defeat them?"

The little Japs' combat capabilities are obvious to all, and the squad leader's worries are not unnecessary.

There were only a dozen people in a squad, fighting a squadron of Japanese soldiers.

It sounds a bit incredible.

But if you change it around and say that a squad of Japanese soldiers beat a squadron of Chinese soldiers, it would not be unbelievable. The little Japanese soldiers' combat capabilities, weapons and equipment, and combat awareness are all superior to those of the Chinese soldiers.

"Whether we can win or not, we have to give it a try." Xia Yuan chuckled and said, "If we can fight here, we will make history. If we win, it will be a great victory."

The squad leader thought about it carefully and realized that what their battalion commander said was that if they really won the battle, they would really make history.

As long as a squadron of Japanese soldiers makes good use of the terrain, Xia Yuan can defeat them by himself.

"Here we come." Xia Yuan's eyes moved slightly, and he saw more than 200 Japanese soldiers at the foot of the mountain rushing towards the Wushan position in a skirmish line. He placed his gun on the mound, aimed at the Japanese soldiers in the distance, and adjusted the muzzle.

Pull the trigger.

Whoosh, the bullet came out of the barrel, rubbed against the air, and disappeared into the forest.

The squad leader quickly raised his head and looked down the mountain.

I could vaguely see a Japanese soldier lying on the ground, and after gauging the distance, a squad leader exclaimed: "Batalion Commander, he was killed."

"I saw it." Xia Yuan pulled the bolt, continued to aim, and pulled the trigger.

"He was beaten to death again." The squad leader's eyes widened. It was obvious that his battalion commander's killing of the little Japanese was definitely not a blind cat encountering a dead mouse. He could really hit him.

It is more than two hundred meters from the bottom of the mountain to the top. Looking from the mountain, the little Japanese soldiers in the skirmish line are like small black dots the size of fists. The shooting difficulty is much higher, but the battalion commander killed two of them with two shots.

, which can be said to be a perfect shot.

Looking at the other person's age, he is younger than himself, but he can do it to such an extent.

If you think about it carefully, I am afraid that it was because of this powerful shooting ability that you became the battalion commander.

Songhu God of War is indeed more than just talk.


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