Chapter three hundred and fiftieth IX strange quiet
The battlefield was burned black by the bombed trenches, and the bunkers were in pieces. The battle lines of both sides were also intertwined. The nearest place was only more than 200 meters away. Even in the trenches, one could clearly hear the Japanese army's voice from time to time.
movement.
The Japanese 14th Division crossed the Yellow River alone, charging and fighting fiercely all the way. When they advanced near Dangshan Mountain, they were already exhausted.
Now they encountered Yang Ling and others who came from Wuhan with these well-equipped elite Central Army troops. Naturally, they couldn't get any favors from them. They fought ping-pong-pong-pong all night. At dawn, the Japanese troops were driven back to their original position.
At daybreak, the Japanese could no longer hold on, and guessed that they had encountered a new force from China that had arrived on the battlefield, so they temporarily stopped the attack and formulated new countermeasures.
The deafening sound of artillery on the battlefield stopped, the piercing machine guns also stopped roaring, and the battlefield that had been fought all night suddenly became eerily quiet.
Yang Ling, the deputy commander, lay lying in the charred trench and set up a telescope in the direction of the Japanese position to observe the enemy's situation. In the telescope, apart from the floating smoke, there was a mess of bombed-out trenches. Not even a single Japanese figure could be seen.
Just as Yang Ling was holding up the telescope for further observation, he suddenly felt like he was being targeted by a beast. A sense of danger enveloped his heart. His pupils shrank and he hurriedly rolled sideways into the trench.
"Snapped!"
The crisp sound of gunfire broke the dead silence of the battlefield. A pointed bullet whizzed through the smoke at high speed, passed over the trench, and embedded itself in the sandbag behind with a pop.
A hole was immediately made in the sandbag filled with sand, and the sand inside fell out in a line. Looking at the huge hole in the sandbag, Yang Ling pushed his helmet and broke into a cold sweat on his back.
A winter of training kept him away from the cruel battlefield. Now that he has returned to the battlefield, he can't help but be a little careless. If he slows down a step, he may be wiped out.
"boom!"
The dull sound of 79 rifles also sounded on Yang Ling's side of the battlefield. It was the cold-blooded counterattack of the brothers from the 3rd Battalion's sniper platoon against the Japanese.
"Deputy commander, are you okay?" Wang Meng, captain of the first company, saw Yang Ling rolling into the trench and hurriedly ran over to help Yang Ling up.
"It's okay." Yang Ling dusted off the dirt on his clothes and said with some self-deprecation, "I was a little careless."
Yang Ling sat down with his back against the trench, took out the kettle from his waist, poured himself a sip of cold water, and asked, "How are the casualties among the brothers?"
Company Commander Wang Meng breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Yang Ling was okay. If Yang Ling, the deputy commander, encountered something unexpected in the defense section of his company, he, as the company commander, would probably be doomed as well.
"Twenty-five died, 11 were seriously injured, and the rest were minor injuries and did not affect the battle."
Although Yang Ling was mentally prepared, Ren couldn't help but feel a little heavy when he heard that so many people had lost their fighting capacity in just one night.
Seeing Yang Ling's heavy expression, Wang Meng added: "All the dead are the new recruits, the veterans are all fine."
Although the brothers have gone through a winter of training, most of them are fighting against the Japanese for the first time. No matter how they perform on the training field, this is a cruel actual battle.
Compared with the Japanese soldiers who have rich combat experience, Yang Ling's army still seems a little immature, but Yang Ling is not discouraged. He believes that one day they will surpass the Japanese soldiers and beat them until they cry for father and mother.
"When we were in Shanghai, we were completely destroyed in less than half a day. Now we can compete with the Japanese. If only we had such good weapons and equipment earlier, those brothers wouldn't have died in vain..."
Yang Ling saw Wang Meng talking to himself alone. He patted him on the shoulder and said, "Let the brothers eat something and take the time to rest. Today has just begun."
"Yes! We have come for revenge this time!" Wang Meng gritted his teeth and said viciously.
Yang Ling grabbed the brand-new 79 rifle and walked along the trench towards the regiment headquarters with a bent waist.
The brothers got off the train and went straight to the battlefield, and then continued to fight all night long. At this moment, they were all holding their guns and snoring loudly in the trench.
Those high-spirited recruits were still excited. With pairs of panda eyes, they stuffed fried rice and cold water into their mouths while gathering in small groups to tell their victory results. Their excitement made them look like
Not sleepy at all.
"Regiment Deputy Yang," the recruits saw Yang Ling coming and wanted to stand up and salute him.
"Sit down, everyone, don't salute on the battlefield!" Yang Ling saw the actions of the new recruits and hurriedly yelled.
The Japanese soldiers have many sharpshooters. They hide the commanders who specialize in attacking the Chinese army on the battlefield. Many officers were targeted and killed by the Japanese sharpshooters because the soldiers saluted. This is a bloody lesson. Yang Ling does not want to die unjustly.
here.
Yang Ling was usually amiable in life and greeted his brothers, but on the battlefield, he had a different look of majesty, which made the recruits feel nervous.
"Who is your platoon leader?" Yang Ling asked with a straight face.
Soon the recruits woke up a sleeping veteran. This veteran came back alive after breaking out of Nanjing. He respected Yang Ling very much. He saw Yang Ling's stern face and saw the recruits gathering in groups.
, I immediately understood what was going on.
"If you get together and want to be attacked by the Japanese, go back to your seats and go to sleep." The veteran platoon leader reprimanded everyone.
In this trench, each brother has his own shooting position, and there are intervals between each other. What he can do is guard against the Japanese artillery fire and avoid unnecessary casualties. However, these recruits secretly gathered together, violating battlefield regulations.
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"Don't let me find out next time, or I'll remove you from your post." Yang Lingnian did not punish the veteran platoon leader because he didn't know about it.
"Yes, Deputy Yang, I promise to discipline them well." The veteran platoon leader assured Yang Ling.
"When you have nothing to do, teach them some life-saving experience on the battlefield, and don't brag."
"yes!"
Yang Ling walked around the position with his gun in hand, and after learning about the casualties of each company and platoon, he returned to the temporary regiment headquarters in Huilongji.
"Brother Yang, you are back," Zhang Handuo, the leader of the group, saw Yang Ling entering the room with a disgraced face and hurriedly greeted him.
Yang Ling also pulled up a broken chair and sat down. The cooking squad leader brought a bowl of vegetable paste and two steamed buns and placed them on the table in front of Yang Ling.
After tossing all night, Yang Ling was also hungry. He picked up the bowl and quickly ate all the vegetable paste in the bowl. He also swallowed two steamed buns, and then he felt that he had regained some strength.
"How is the situation at the frontier?" Seeing Yang Ling finish eating, the group leader Zhang Handuo asked.
Yang Ling answered 1511: "The casualties among the brothers were not large, and the Japanese did not make any movements. I guess they are holding back some bad moves."
In this kind of confrontational battle, it would be okay if the fighting continued fiercely, but it would be like a sudden and strange calm on the battlefield, which would make people uneasy.
"The Japs will attack sooner or later. We can't sit still and wait for death." Zhang Handuo, the regiment leader, unfolded the simple map he drew temporarily, pointed to a place marked with 3 and said: "What I mean is that if we take this high ground first, we can not only
Consolidate the existing position, and be able to be condescending and take control of the initiative."