The Japanese artillery bombardment has begun. The six Type 92 infantry guns of the artillery squadron of the 3rd Infantry Brigade of the 66th Infantry Regiment are violently bombarding the national army position in front of the train station. In terms of caliber, range and lethality alone, the Japanese army
The Type 92 infantry artillery is actually not qualified as infantry support firepower at all.
However, for the national army at the same time, such artillery fire was too powerful.
At the bayonet battalion headquarters, Deng Baoguang turned back to Ye Xiaoxian and said: "Mr. Ye, don't be nervous. The Japs' guns are far away. Their attack target is the 3rd company due south, which is more than a thousand meters away from us, and this is
The 92nd Infantry Artillery, this kind of artillery is lightweight and can be carried by infantrymen on marches, but it is not very powerful."
Ye Xiaoxian said sincerely: "Platoon commander, you are really good. You can tell what kind of gun it is by listening to the sound, and you can also judge the distance."
"What's the point?" Deng Baoguang shook his head and said, "Any veteran of our Baoshan Brigade can know this. Once you have fought against the Japs, you will know it soon."
"Baoguang, Deng Baoguang, where are you going, you little bitch?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the loud voice of battalion commander Li Yulong came from the underground bunker of the battalion headquarters. Deng Baoguang quickly jumped up and rushed into the headquarters. Within a moment, Deng Baoguang rushed out of the headquarters with murderous intent.
The officers and soldiers who were lying or sitting in the trenches suddenly jumped up.
Platoon deputy Ye Xiaoxian also quickly turned over and sat up, rushed to Deng Baoguang's side, turned around and said: "I have them all, look to the right, stand at attention, and take a break!"
After arranging the team, Ye Xiaoxian turned around again and said to Deng Baoguang: "Platoon leader, the entire platoon of 108 officers and soldiers of the guard platoon has assembled for the competition. Please give me instructions."
The guard system has become the practice of the Baoshan Brigade. Basically, the brigade has a guard battalion, the regiment has a guard company, and the battalion has a guard platoon. Moreover, the guard units are all over-staffed. For example, the bayonet battalion has a guard platoon of 108.
In terms of strength alone, they are almost catching up with an ordinary infantry company, and in terms of firepower they are far superior.
Deng Baoguang nodded coldly and immediately shouted: "Tell me about it!"
All the officers and soldiers in the guard platoon immediately stood up to attention.
Deng Baoguang's gaze was like a knife, and he passed over the faces of the entire platoon of officers and soldiers coldly, and said in a ferocious voice: "The position of the 2nd platoon of the 3rd company has been lost. The camp commanded us to regain the position. Brothers, follow me!" After that, Deng Baoguang turned and left.
, the entire platoon of officers and soldiers agreed with a roar, and then followed like a gust of wind.
In less than a meal, the guard platoon passed through the traffic trench and reached the main position of the 3rd company.
As soon as they arrived at the main position of the 3rd company, they were met with endless wailing, cries for help and screams. The veterans of the guard platoon were calm and composed, but the dozen or so new recruits who had just been added were immediately confused.
When Ye Xiaoxian took a closer look, he saw that both sides of the trench were filled with lightly and seriously injured people.
A brother's right leg was missing from below the knee, and he was rolling in a pool of blood and wailing. The veteran next to him was covering the wound of the wounded soldier in an attempt to stop the bleeding, while turning his head and roaring at the top of his lungs: "Hygienist, where are the lousy hygienists?"
Yes, hemostatic cotton, I need hemostatic cotton..."
The other wounded man was leaning against the trench wall quietly, staring blankly ahead.
"Stop looking." Deng Baoguang patted Ye Xiaoxian's shoulder and said coldly, "He is already free."
Ye Xiaoxian felt miserable. He took two steps forward and suddenly felt a tightness in his ankle. He almost fell to the ground. When he looked down anxiously, he saw that his right ankle had been tightly grasped by a wounded person. The wounded person
His body was dripping with blood, and there were two terrible gashes in his chest and abdomen, and even his intestines had leaked out.
"Brother, help me!" The wounded soldier lowered his head, stared at Ye Xiaoxian, and begged, "Give me a shot!"
Ye Xiaoxian felt that all the hairs on his body stood up. He no longer had any strength and just shook his head vigorously.
Deng Baoguang from the front quickly circled back and punched the wounded soldier in the face. The wounded soldier groaned and passed out. Ye Xiaoxian took the opportunity to break free. Deng Baoguang sighed and said to Ye Xiaoxian: "Ye Xiaoxian
Platoon deputy, if he were on the battlefield, you should give him a shot."
Ye Xiaoxian nodded numbly, not even thinking of asking why.
The guard platoon quickly passed through the main position of the 3rd company and reached the 1st platoon position. Beyond that was the lost 2nd platoon position. Fierce gunfire and deafening explosions suddenly poured into Ye Xiaoxian's ears like a tide.
Inside, vaguely, Ye Xiaoxian could even hear the hysterical howling of the Japanese soldiers.
One of the new recruits didn't know whether he was stupid or crazy. He clumsily tried to climb out of the traffic trench to see what was going on. As a result, Deng Baoguang grabbed his ankle and dragged him down. He then sternly reprimanded: "You idiot."
, Do you want to die? Do you know how many Japanese machine guns are aimed at this side?"
The recruit showed no reaction at all, his eyes were straight and his expression was dull.
Deng Baoguang waved his hand, and the two veterans stood next to the new recruit Danzi. No one was born to be a warrior. Even the best warriors grew up from recruits. But without the care of veterans, these recruits had almost no chance of growing up.
It's zero. If you wait for the next dozen to charge, you will definitely die.
Deng Baoguang turned around and told Ye Xiaoxian: "Deputy Ye Pai, you will follow me later!"
Ye Xiaoxian nodded numbly, but in fact his mind went blank and he did not hear clearly what the platoon leader Deng Baoguang said to him.
Deng Baoguang loaded the magazine with a click, thrust his submachine gun (flower machine gun) across his chest, turned around and shouted: "Brothers, they all say that our bayonet battalion is the bayonet in the hand of the brigade, but our guard platoon is this bayonet.
With the sharp blade on it, follow my orders, I will count to three, and everyone will rush forward together to kill the stupid little devil!"
"Fuck that stupid little devil to death!"
"Fuck you, do it!"
"Dry!"
The veterans of the guard platoon agreed with a bang, loaded their magazines one after another, and held their submachine guns across their chests. Ye Xiaoxian and a dozen recruits also loaded their magazines and prepared for the charge at the reminder of the veterans. The trench suddenly changed.
There was dead silence, but the sound of gunshots and explosions on the ground became more and more intense, and the roars of the Japanese soldiers got closer and closer.
"one!"
"two!"
"three!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Xiao turned over and jumped onto the trench. The submachine gun across his chest was already firing fiercely forward. Almost at the same time, more than 90 veterans from the guard platoon also jumped onto the trench nimbly. In a short time, nearly a hundred submachine guns were fired towards the front.
The Japanese charging column in front violently sprayed firepower.
By the time Ye Xiaoxian and a dozen new soldiers climbed out of the trench awkwardly, Deng Baoguang and the veterans had already rushed forward dozens of meters away. On the opposite side of the position, the Japanese soldiers who were charging forward with bayonets were shot and fell.
The remaining Japanese soldiers turned around and ran away. The intensive submachine gun fire from the guard platoon made it difficult for them to withstand.
Ye Xiaoxian didn't know which tendon was wrong, so his hand trembled and he pulled the trigger.
"Da da da da..." The submachine gun in Ye Xiaoxian's hand suddenly rang out fiercely. The two Japanese soldiers a hundred meters away in front fell down at the sound. Ye Xiaoxian was stunned for a moment, and then a rush of hot blood rushed to his brain.
He roared hysterically at the top of his lungs, then threw off his legs and rushed forward, firing randomly while rushing back.
In less than a moment, Ye Xiaoxian had already rushed to the front of the entire charge formation.
At this time, all the Japanese soldiers who occupied the 2nd row position have been driven back. If they rush forward, they will run into the Japanese heavy machine gun position. Although the assault firepower of the submachine gun is powerful, it is difficult to last. It cannot be compared with the small Japanese soldiers.
The heavy machine gun fought hard, and then he suddenly raised the submachine gun in his hand and shouted sternly: "Stop advancing, defend on the spot!"
The veterans who were following them stopped one after another, quickly moved into the trenches and began to concentrate on alert.
However, Ye Xiaoxian had already rushed out fifty meters away, and was still rushing forward desperately. He didn't hear Deng Baoguang's order at all. At this moment, Ye Xiaoxian's brain was completely congested, and he couldn't hear anything at all.
There is only one thought left in my mind, rush, rush, rush forward.
"Deputy Ye Pai, come back, come back quickly!"
"You little melon, stop rushing forward!"
Deng Baoguang called several times, but when he saw that Ye Xiaoxian still had no response, he immediately became anxious. He rushed out of the trench to chase Ye Xiaoxian, and chased him for more than 200 meters before he could catch up with Ye Xiaoxian. However, before Deng Baoguang could catch Ye Xiaoxian, he was on the opposite side.
The Japanese nine-step infantry artillery had already begun retaliatory bombardment.
A shell landed directly between Deng Baoguang and Ye Xiaoxian.
A dazzling red light suddenly rose into the sky. Deng Baoguang and Ye Xiaoxian were violently thrown to the ground at the same time. Almost at the same time, continuous explosions sounded across the entire position. Ye Xiaoxian shook his head and spit out the sand in his mouth.
, just as he was about to turn over and sit up and continue charging forward, a faint moan suddenly came from his ears.
This shot finally woke Ye Xiaoxian up. When he turned around to look, he saw platoon leader Deng Baoguang already lying in a pool of blood.
"Platoon leader!" Ye Xiaoxian was shocked. He turned over and squatted next to Deng Baoguang, and asked urgently, "Platoon leader, what's wrong with you?"
Deng Baoguang's face turned livid, he covered his abdomen tightly with his hands, and was speechless. He just shook his head.
Ye Xiaoxian was very anxious when he saw this. He immediately pulled away Deng Baoguang's hands covering his abdomen. He saw two huge gaps there, and two pieces of intestines had spilled out of the body. Ye Xiaoxian quickly stuffed the two pieces of intestines back, and then used
As quickly as possible, he took off his leggings and wrapped the wound, then carried Deng Baoguang on his back and left.
"Deputy Ye Pai, please leave me alone." Deng Baoguang said weakly, "Otherwise, you won't survive."
"Platoon leader, I can do it!" Ye Xiaoxian said sadly, "I will never abandon you, never!"