Within two hours, the enemy launched 16 attacks on the third company, and many soldiers were injured. Chen Hanxiang, a platoon of soldiers, had his right hand penetrated, so he used his left hand to throw a grenade, preferring to die rather than leave the position.
Platoon leader Xu Guangtian was injured on the head. When he was bandaging himself, three puppet soldiers rushed to him. A lanky man rushed over and hugged him tightly. Xu Guangtian cleverly picked up the sand and threw it hard.
The ground was thrown back, and the puppet soldier let go of his hand with an "ah" sound, and just rubbed his eyes.
The two puppet soldiers behind were lying on the ground and were about to shoot. Platoon leader Xu Guangtian rushed up, grabbed the carbine, kicked the lanky man down the slope, and beat him to death with the butt of his rifle, only three or four meters away.
Another puppet soldier in the distance then crawled over and took off the grenade from the enemy's corpse, and threw it at the enemy group attacking down the mountain, killing two of them on the spot.
He then used the enemy's weapons and ammunition to fight with the enemy. He would fight wherever the enemy came from, and he could fight back many enemies by himself.
The fierce battle lasted until about three o'clock in the afternoon. The enemy's last wave of attacks was repulsed by the first and third platoons on the smoke-filled hills.
The position was littered with enemy corpses, as well as bullet impact points, charred earth and blood-stained black soil.
At this moment, the gunfire around the hill became even more intense.
After a day of fighting, the casualties in each company and platoon were too high. Only platoon leader Shen Xixi, third squad leader Liu Xueming and two soldiers were left. However, they still insisted on fighting the enemy. After running out of ammunition, they fought the enemy with bare hands.
The second and third platoons were ordered to come to support the first platoon, and the comrades of the first platoon participated in the counterattack with them. They always stayed on the position and killed more than 200 enemies. After several days of fierce fighting, the third regiment of Li Puppet Army came into contact.
Suffering severe head injuries and heavy casualties, they eventually lost their ability to attack.
That night I was replaced by the 8th Regiment.
The fierce fighting will continue.
During the continuous fighting, the soldiers of the 335th Regiment were hungry and thirsty. Coupled with the cold air, they felt even more hungry and thirsty. Many soldiers' lips were chapped and painful.
The fifth company machine gunner Liang Renjiang was so hungry and thirsty that he picked up a few leaves and licked the water on the leaves. He really wanted to have a full drink and a delicious meal, but there were only a few people on the position who were bombed by the enemy.
Scorched earth and shrapnel, nothing.
He accidentally picked up a round, bright pebble next to the machine gun, put it in his mouth and began to grunt. This attracted the attention of his assistant Li Jinglong, who asked in surprise: "Old Liang, what did you eat?"
"Stone."
"Liar, stones can be used as food? Then what do farmers need to do?"
"If you don't believe it, look." Liang Renjiang spit out the stone in his mouth and said with a smile: "If you hold it in your mouth, the more you salivate, the less you will be hungry."
"Then I'll give it a try too."
Liang Renjiang's new 'invention' soon spread throughout the battlefield, and the soldiers all began to hold stones in their mouths. Liang Renjiang was right. Holding stones in your mouth will indeed produce more saliva, so hungry
The feeling is much lessened.
Just when everyone was hungry and thirsty, cultural teacher Dai Wenli climbed up to the battlefield again. A kettle hung jinglingly on his body, and the kettles were filled with water. The soldiers picked up Dai Wenli excitedly.
This young man has a tenacious spirit. He does not believe that young intellectuals are weak and incompetent. They are also warriors and strong men.
He carried the wounded one after another. He was so tired that his back was sore and his legs were weak, and he did not want to stop to take a breath.
Now that he has experience in dodging artillery fire, he has become the most popular person among cadres and soldiers. Everyone believes that as long as there are cultural teachers around, someone will take them down if they are injured.
At this moment, Dai Wenli almost became their hope.
Because every time he goes into battle, he thinks about the soldiers.
Not only did they bring spades and picks, they also brought kettles filled with water.
Once he climbed up to the position, just as the enemy began to charge. Dai Wenli lay down in the trench, and saw the shaking figures of the enemies in the smoke. The soldiers were afraid of hurting him, so they advised him to get down quickly.
, but he said persistently:
"No! I must throw a grenade and beat the enemy hard!"
He lay down with the soldiers, holding a grenade in his hand, staring at the enemy. Seeing the enemy approaching him, he really wanted to throw the grenade away, but none of the soldiers moved. He also knew that the discipline on the battlefield was strict.
, had to wait patiently.
When the beads of sweat on the enemy's forehead were clearly visible, someone suddenly shouted "Hit"!
Boom! Boom! The grenade thrown by the soldiers exploded. Dai Wenli raised his arm and with a bang, the first grenade he threw out of his hand exploded in the enemy group.
Dai Wenli clearly saw an enemy fall, and he shouted excitedly: "I killed an enemy, I killed an enemy!"
There are many educated young people like Dai Wenli who are entering the battlefield for the first time.
Zhao Ruilong and Translator Zhao from the Third Company were also among them.
He was a student who had just graduated from school, and he happened to catch up with the craze of fighting in North Korea. Many educated young people in the school enthusiastically signed up to participate. He knew Korean and was lucky enough to join the army, and accompanied the army deep into North Korea and went to the front line.
Zhao Ruilong came to the Korean battlefield full of enthusiasm, but the situation on the Korean battlefield was completely different from what he expected.
The firepower of the US military is beyond imagination.
Even when they were on their way, there were US military planes in the sky coming to harass them from time to time and bombing them from time to time. Many people died in the bombing, and one soldier was even injured trying to protect him.
Zhao Ruilong blamed himself for this for a long time.
Later, they fell behind. Zhao Ruilong thought he might die on the Korean battlefield because the elder Liu was injured at that time. Xia Yuan, Zhou Mao, and Xiao Heping were still young and lost their way in the mountains. Let alone find them.
We have troops, and we are quite lucky not to encounter the enemy.
Who would have thought that a sixteen or seventeen-year-old soldier would step forward and lead them back to the company.
Now the company is fighting with the enemy, many soldiers have died on the battlefield, and most of them have been injured.
The company only had one health worker, which was obviously not enough to transport the wounded, so he and the health worker took on the task of transporting the wounded. The two of them carried the stretcher and ran to the position. The soldiers were very happy when they saw the two men coming.
"Translator Zhao, the wounded person is over there."
A soldier pointed him in the direction.
Zhao Ruilong ran along the trench and found a bomb shelter. Three soldiers wrapped in gauze were hiding in the bomb shelter. One of the soldiers was seriously injured and his consciousness was somewhat unclear depending on the situation.
Cao Xinde, the only health worker in the company, was about the same age as the eldest brother Liu, and traveled around with the army. He used to be a village doctor in the village and knew how to make some mud houses. Later, the Japanese came and burned the village, killing people and looting things.
He hid in a ravine to the west with several villagers and survived.
Later, when the Eighth Route Army came, he joined the army and became a health worker with some medical skills.
This time, it lasted more than ten years.
The troops he was assigned to were dispersed and reorganized. Later, after the victory of the Anti-Japanese War, his superiors wanted to promote him. Cao Xinde had no experience, so he refused. He would order simple bandaging and treatment, and let him lead others. This authentic
Farmers really can't do this.
Since his previous company structure was gone and he didn't want to leave the grassroots level, his superiors asked him where he wanted to go.
The Third Company happened to be training not far from the hospital at that time, so Cao Xinde chose to stay in the Third Company. Like Liu, he stayed there for several years.
"Uncle Cao, Uncle Cao." Zhao Ruilong immediately called out to Cao Xinde.
When Cao Xinde came over, Zhao Ruilong said quickly: "Uncle Cao, look at his condition, how is he doing?"
Cao Xinde squatted on the ground to check, and said quickly: "Quick, put him on a stretcher, and let's send him to the rear."
If they are only lightly wounded, then the situation is not bad. They only need to be sent down the mountain to rest on the reverse slope in the rear. The seriously injured need to go to the field hospital in the rear, which is actually the temporary field hospital at the regiment headquarters. Cao Xinde said: "
I guess even the temporary hospital at the regiment headquarters may not be able to cure him."
Zhao Ruilong asked breathlessly: "He was fucked very hard?"
"It's very heavy. It depends on him whether he can carry it." Cao Xinde sighed.
Zhao Ruilong looked at the dark, young-looking face of the soldier on the stretcher, feeling uncomfortable in his heart.
"Thirsty, thirsty."
Suddenly, the confused warrior opened his peeling lips and shouted softly.
Upon seeing this, Zhao Ruilong was about to put the stretcher on the ground, but Cao Xinde stopped him: "Don't feed him water!"
Zhao Ruilong was puzzled: "Why?"
Cao Xinde said: "The wounds on his body are bleeding now. If you feed him water, the water will enter the body and flush his blood, causing more blood to flow, which will only make him die faster."
Zhao Ruilong's face tightened, and Cao Xinde said: "I have seen too many soldiers before. I could have persisted for a period of time, but some soldiers didn't understand. If he wanted to drink water, the soldiers would feed him water, and he drank a lot. As a result,
As soon as the water washed away, the blood in the body drained away, and he died in a short time."
Zhao Ruilong looked at the soldier and said bitterly: "Comrade, if you keep persisting, you will be in the hospital soon."
At this time, the planes circling in the sky spotted them, swooped down, and started strafing.
"hidden!"
Cao Xinde shouted, put down the stretcher, and threw it on the wounded and Zhao Ruilong.
The large-caliber bullets from the plane hit the ground, and the mountain debris was scattered everywhere. Fortunately, the bullets passed by them, and the planes in the sky also whizzed past their heads.
Cao Xinde stood up and looked up at the plane, but saw that the plane was turning in a circle in the sky and about to dive down again.
"Quick, hide on the reverse slope!"
Cao Xinde has experience in hiding from airplanes. From whichever direction the airplane is coming, just look for a dirt bag and hide on the opposite slope.
"Protect the wounded." Cao Xinde placed the stretcher on the reverse slope, lay on the wounded again, and said to the trembling Zhao Ruilong: "Don't be afraid, close your eyes."
Zhao Ruilong curled up, hugged his head, and closed his eyes tightly.
Doing so is completely resigned to fate. Cao Xinde understands that if he is hit by a plane bullet, his death will be instantaneous. In an instant, his body will be broken. Few soldiers who are hit by enemy planes can survive, even if they survive.
After coming down, they all became disabled.
The bullets from the plane still grazed the open space not far from them, leaving two long and crooked impact points, and the broken branches and sawdust of the trees were scattered everywhere.
While the plane was turning around, Cao Xinde got up from the ground, grabbed the stretcher, and said, "Quick, the plane won't arrive for a while. Let's get into the woods quickly."
At this moment, Zhao Ruilong felt that his legs were weak and he was out of his mind. When he heard the buzzing in the sky and Cao Xinde's cry, he suddenly came back to his senses. He quickly grabbed the sides of the stretcher, supported his weak legs, and followed Cao Xinde into the tunnel.
Go into the woods.
"How is it, okay."
The dense pine forest provided them with cover. Cao Xinde took him and hid behind the trees and asked.
"It's okay." Zhao Ruilong showed a forced smile.
"Xia Yuan's combat ability is very powerful. I have been in the army for so many years, but I have never seen a soldier as powerful as him. When he was in Northeast China, he broke the bomb-dropping record of the entire army, no, it should be the whole country." Cao Xinde laughed.
Chatting with him, trying to distract his attention and relieve his stress:
"At that time, he was a celebrity in the army. If he hadn't been young, I guess he would have been a company commander. It was also thanks to him that he fell behind."
Zhao Ruilong nodded and said, "Thanks to him. I didn't expect him to be so powerful before."
"Hey, this kid is from Nanhe. It was also the time when we met Nanhe. During the Chinese New Year, I passed by this kid's house and was sleeping in front of his house. This kid ran out of the house. He is also destined to us."
Zhao Ruilong looked much better, and Cao Xinde continued:
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "At that time, instructor Hu saw that he was young and didn't want him."
"Ah, there is something else like this."
"Yeah, guess what? After we left, this kid ran out on his own and followed us all the way until he was far away before he saw us." Cao Xinde said with a smile: "If it weren't for the worry that he would be in danger if he went back, Instructor Hu
At that time, I almost sent comrades to send him back."
Talking about this, the pressure on Zhao Ruilong was indeed reduced a lot. He didn't expect that Xia Yuan almost didn't join the army before.
"Okay, it's time to leave. The American plane has also left."
Cao Xinde patted the dirt on his body, stood up and looked at the soldier on the stretcher, his face changed: "It's broken!"
"What's wrong?"
"Not breathing." Cao Xinde checked and touched the soldier's body, which was frozen. He sighed: "This guy's name is Luo Genqiang. He joined the army during the Great Liberation. He was also a miserable child without a family.
For him, the army is his home, the motherland is his home, and defending the motherland is protecting his home."
Zhao Ruilong showed a hint of sadness on his face.
"Maybe, in more than ten years or a few decades, no one may remember their names." Cao Xinde pulled off Luo Genqiang's honor slip. On the ordinary slip, only Luo Genqiang was written, July 1930.
On the 9th of the month, a Dongshan person may not even remember where his home is when he wrote the note.
Cao Xinde looked at the soldier's dark face and could barely see his original appearance.
He took out the towel on his body, rubbed it in the unmelted snow under the tree roots, and wiped the soldier's dark face.
"Come here clean and leave cleanly. There is nothing we can do, so we just wipe his face clean. When we meet his family down there, they will recognize him."
Zhao Ruilong felt even more uncomfortable.
This incident touched him greatly and accelerated his growth.