He didn't really want to recall that experience. Not many veterans who survived that battle were willing to recall it.
What the team leader doesn't know is that now he is about to participate in another terrible nightmare.
A sudden blockage appeared in front of them, causing their army to stop on the road and unable to move forward.
"Calm down. I believe our people can handle the Chinese in front. Don't forget, they have nothing, but we have tanks and planes."
The team leader put down the radio in disappointment and comforted the new recruits in the tank team.
Joshua did not receive much comfort. On the contrary, his body was tense and he could not relax at all.
Another tank crewman said: "Maybe we should go out and have a look."
Joshua didn't want to go, so the team leader said, "Let's go, we are safe here."
Joshua could only nod and reluctantly agreed to follow the two of them out of the tank. They saw black smoke rising in the sky above the road in the distance, and soldiers were retreating from the front. They looked a little frightened, and they all wore helmets.
The crooked.
Medical staff carrying medicine boxes were passing by them and running forward.
The team leader said: "Fortunately, we have a group of angels. Maybe when we are injured, they will come to save us."
Joshua's face was grim. He saw two soldiers carrying a stretcher and pulling back. Lying on the stretcher was an unrecognizable soldier. The bright red marks were a bit glaring, which made him feel sick in his stomach.
"We are too close." Joshua could almost feel the ground beneath his feet shaking gently.
It was a grenade dropped by the Chinese. He heard some wounded tank soldiers who retreated from the front line to Junyu said that the Chinese would make a tied grenade to blow up their tank tracks, making it impossible for them to move forward.
When they cannot move forward, they will be in big trouble, because more and more Chinese will surround them.
It's all over the mountains and plains.
Joshua could not imagine such a scene. He could only stare blankly at the nearest battle site, filled with smoke. He could imagine that the mountains on both sides of the road ahead were already densely packed with enemies.
Thinking of this, he shivered inexplicably, and fear arose in his heart.
The team leader asked him: "This is the place closest to the war. How is it? What do you think?"
"I don't have any ideas, I just want to go home now." Joshua tensed his body and said.
"This is really not a good answer. If our commander hears it, you will get beaten." This veteran who had fought against the Japanese was quite tolerant. He treated the new recruits with the greatest tolerance.
After all, when he just came out of the boot camp, he went to the battlefield for the first time, saw a lot of dead people, peed his pants, and even vomited bile.
"Compared with life, I think a beating is worth it." Joshua said indifferently.
He saw the wounded being withdrawn from the front, and some soldiers holding guns gathered around to ask about the situation at the front.
He heard what the wounded man said: "Our car was attacked by the enemy and was damaged. Many people died. I can't judge their number, but there are many, very many. Why are there so many people on our retreat road?"
There are so many enemies and I still want to go home."
What he said was really sad, and at the same time it gave them a clearer picture of the situation.
There are many enemies ahead.
An officer went up to understand the situation and immediately started calling the rear through the intercom.
Not long after, he heard a roar coming from above his head. The listless soldiers on the road raised their heads. Some put their hands on their eyebrows and raised their heads. In the somewhat groggy sky, shells streaked across one after another.
At the same time, the roar of fighter jet engines came from the south, but it was quickly obscured by the explosion caused by artillery shells falling on the mountain.
Some soldiers stood up. They saw that the hills on both sides of the road were covered with artillery fire, and a large number of aircraft dropped incendiary bombs. The roaring flames exploded several feet high. At first, they could see the concussion of the explosion and the rolled up bodies.
There was mud, but behind, the smoke on the hilltop was thick and gray, and the shells seemed to have landed in an invisible swamp.
I only heard the sound but couldn't see the situation.
Some soldiers cheered.
There is nothing more exciting than this continuous bombardment.
"If they don't survive, maybe we can retreat smoothly," the team leader said with a smile.
"Yes." Joshua felt a little relieved.
"Gallo, the chief informed us that we can move forward." Another young tank soldier received the order to continue moving forward through the radio. The soldiers who jumped out of the vehicle also began to get into the truck and began to drive forward.
Joshua put on his helmet, climbed onto the tank and got in. The tank roared, black smoke came out, and its tracks ran over the sand on the ground. Just as the tank advanced, the leading troops at the head of the army were once again attacked by enemies from the hills on both sides of the road ahead.
Military attack.
The commander reissued the order via radio.
Stop moving forward!
Joshua slapped the metal partition in the car hard and said: "Damn the Chinese, are they so tenacious? Our artillery has blown up all their positions, how come they are still alive?"
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"Calm down, kid. Our army is attacking the mountains. Let's wait for good news from them." The crew leader named Gallo took out a cigarette from his arms and handed it to him: "Open the hatch.
Chill out, relax, we'll get through it, trust my instincts."
"Okay, maybe I should calm down." Joshua sat on the stool, opened the hatch above his head, and lit a cigarette.
The gunfire coming from the front became more and more intense, and the soldiers in the vanguard were already engaged with the enemy.
Along with the shelling from the artillery position, the commander who came from behind informed them to drive the tanks to the front to prevent the Chinese from sneak attacks.
The team leader threw away the cigarette butt and said, "Boy, we have work to do."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Joshua had to follow the order, "Are we going to camp on the road? Damn it, I don't think this is a good thing."
The team leader said: "We have no choice."
Joshua said: "The Chinese will come and attack us, just like last night. They came in. We had so many tanks and we couldn't hold on. The result of stationing here is the same."
The team leader looked at the recruit who was in a bit of a breakdown and said, "Calm down, kid, they can't get in. You should trust our commander. They will never get in. Trust me."
Joshua was speechless.
He was indeed a little uncalm.
After the formation was set up, Joshua saw the soldiers on the roadside stand up. He looked up and looked ahead. It was the soldiers responsible for the attack who were retreating. They were listless and dejected. There were also many wounded. They supported each other and boosted their morale.
downturn.
The team leader sat on the tank and said, "It looks like it failed."
Joshua said nothing. He watched the busy commander preparing to reorganize the attack, and the artillery began to work again. Hearing the continuous explosions and the tight feeling under his feet, he did not feel relaxed at all.
afternoon.
They have been trapped here for a whole day. The fighting situation in front has not diminished, but has intensified. Joshua does not know how many times this is the attack on the enemy's position. He only knows that every time they attack
The attacks were all repulsed by the enemies on the mountain.
Each time the attacking troops retreated in disgrace, suffering heavy casualties.
I heard from the soldiers who survived the attack on the position on the edge of the highway that there were not many Chinese, but the enemy was very powerful and not afraid of death. They were not afraid of death to any extent. It was obvious that there were only a few people, but they insisted on holding on to the position.
Even if they rush forward, these people will not retreat at all.
Even if they occupy the front line of the position, these enemies will soon rush over and counterattack the position they just occupied.
It's incredible when you think about it.
Some soldiers said, "We still want to go home, and I still want to go home to see my relatives. I don't want to die here."
Joshua felt that this was the gap between them and their enemies.
At the end of the day's attack, Joshua couldn't remember how much the army's artillery bombed the enemies on the mountain, how many times their infantry attacked, or how many tanks they lost. He only knew that,
They didn't move an inch.
Joshua ate the canned food and didn't find it delicious at all.
The team leader looked at his appearance and said with a smile: "Boy, don't look so sad. Maybe we can move forward tomorrow. Be happy and God will protect us from danger."
Joshua shook his head: "The enemy doesn't think so. They must think that we are finished. Look, our soldiers have no fighting power."
The team leader looked at the soldiers around him and said with a serious face: "Don't say nonsense like this, the commander will be angry."
Joshua leaned on a rock and said: "God will not protect us. The only thing that will protect us is the gun in our hand. I don't care anymore. Maybe we will go to the battlefield tomorrow. I miss my girlfriend a little bit."
The team leader said nothing, looking up at the gradually darkening sky. From the mountains in front, smoke and dust curled up, leaving a winding trace on the Sunset River.
Before dawn, they were woken up by their superiors who were sleeping soundly in their sleeping bags. The superiors issued new combat orders. Tanks would be dispatched today to cooperate with the infantry.
Joshua's mood became tense. He took his girlfriend's photo and kissed it: "You will bless me, right? Yes, I will go back safely, wait for me."
The attack began in the morning. The tanks with the same crew had been mobilized to the front line and followed the infantry in the attack. The fierce battle lasted for more than two hours. The disgraced infantry and the few remaining tanks withdrew.
Joshua stuck his head out from under the hatch of the tank, looked at the situation outside, and cursed: "Damn it, they failed. Is the enemy so powerful? Why haven't we defeated them after so long?"
The team leader was checking all the components in the tank. When he saw the retreating American infantry, he seemed to be used to it: "Relax, do you want to eat something?"
Joshua shook his head: "I'm not in the mood to eat anymore. I just want to get through here and go back safely."
The team leader shook his head, dug out the food in the can with a spoon, stuffed it into his mouth, and directed the tank soldiers around him to check the situation inside the tank.
Hearing the sound of shelling above his head, the team leader raised his head and looked: "Have our artillery started bombing?"
Joshua nodded: "Yes, I can no longer see the situation on the mountain clearly. It is unbelievable. How these enemies survived is really unimaginable."
The team leader thought of the Battle of Iwo Jima. In order to cope with the bombardment of naval guns, the Japanese directly hollowed out the entire mountain, and people hid in the mountain to shoot at their infantry.
Thinking of this, he had a headache. Could it be that these Chinese people are the same as those Japanese rats?
"This is not good news."
Joshua turned around and asked, "What?"
"Nothing, I said this is really good news. Our enemies have no means of fighting our artillery and aircraft except being bombed. Isn't this good news?" The team leader's mood seemed pretty good.
.
He survived a war as bad as Iwo Jima. Now, a war like this is nothing.
Soon, the morning passed, and the soldiers who had been attacking all morning were very tired and sat on the ground in disgrace. They suffered heavy casualties, and they attacked several times in a row, but failed to knock down the enemy positions on the mountain, so that these soldiers
morale was severely damaged.
And they have been dragged here by the enemy for a whole day without moving an inch. They were attacked by the enemy in the direction of Junyuli before. It is estimated that the enemy is chasing behind them now.
With the road blocked in front and the pursuers behind, the entire US military team was even more panic-stricken, especially their commander. Hearing that the attack in the morning had failed again, he was already furious. If the road ahead could not be opened again, the enemy behind would be at risk.
About to catch up.
"No matter the cost! Take down the enemy on the mountain!"
In the afternoon attack, it was finally the turn of Joshua's tank crew. He closed the hatch cover, took a deep breath, and looked a little nervous.
The team leader was more open-minded: "Relax, the enemy has no weapons to deal with us. Their methods are very primitive. They can only use a large number of grenades to blow us up. Trust my judgment, I will take you home safely."
Joshua closed his eyes and prayed. When he heard the team leader's words, he said solemnly: "I hope so!"
"Brother, the attack has begun. Look, our infantry is coming up, reloading and reloading."
The fighting on the battlefield was about to break out. The bullets fired from the mountains landed on the armor of the tank, causing sparks to fly. The team leader commanded the fort, adjusted the angle, and signaled Joshua to load the shells.
"fire!"
There was a loud bang, and the tank burst out with a dull roar that echoed throughout the valley.
"Go!" The team leader began to direct the tanks to move closer to the position to cover their infantry.
"I'll watch the machine gun." Realizing that it was safe to hide in the tank, Joshua's tense emotions were relieved. The thick smoke brought by the battlefield and the surge of adrenaline made Joshua start to act boldly.
Getting up, he opened the hatch and used his machine gun to suppress the enemies on the mountain.
In fact, the mountain was so gray that he couldn't see anything.