He learned to avoid bombardment, learned to protect himself and kill the enemy, but in the end he still didn't learn to accept Pao Ze's departure.
The young deputy squad leader vaguely saw his squad leader approaching. First he sighed slightly, and then he fell into darkness.
The veteran squad leader sighed and slashed his neck with a knife. The young deputy squad leader, who was exhausted and in deep mourning during the bombardment, fell unconscious and was sent into a pipe ten meters underground.
When he woke up, it was already an hour later.
There was not a single soldier around him, only corpses on the ground, severely wounded people who kept moaning, and two health soldiers who were busy running around. He instantly mistakenly thought that Cangcheng had been captured. When he anxiously asked the two health soldiers,
Only then did they realize that the battle had become intense from the beginning. The Japanese army actually threw an infantry brigade into the attack under the leadership of three 94 tanks. Behind their two wings were more than 30 heavy machine guns and 10 infantry cannons.
Covered by 4 anti-tank guns.
The crazy Japanese army even concentrated dozens of grenade launchers to suppress the firepower at the top of the city. The only 20mm machine gun that could pose a threat to the 94 tank had been destroyed, but only one tank was destroyed. Now there are basically no tanks in Cangcheng.
There are no reserves on the battlefield. Except for two medical soldiers who need to stay to take care of the seriously wounded, all those who can handle rifles have already gone to the battlefield.
The young deputy squad leader picked up the rifle that had been kept beside him and climbed to the ground through the iron ladder without hesitation.
If you crawl back to the ground one minute earlier, the chance of death will increase countless times. This is a truth that all fools understand. But the young soldier has never wanted to live and die with his comrades as he does now. Even, at this moment, he felt that he would die together for the first time.
Hui didn't miss his old mother. He just wanted to stay with his comrades, even if the next moment, he would be torn to pieces by Japanese artillery fire.
Yes, his comrade-in-arms has died like this. When he was digging the soil desperately, he had already dug out a lone hand. That was Lao Dan's hand. There was a thick brass on the pale and scorched fingers.
He bought the ring on the march, and in the morning he proudly said that he would keep it as a dowry for his fifteen-year-old daughter.
He is the deputy squad leader, but he has become the loneliest deputy squad leader. He no longer wants to live so lonely.
When he rushed out of the ground, before he could find his company's position, he was stopped by an officer with the rank of major: "You, soldier, carry the artillery shells with me."
The major officer's left arm was wrapped in a bandage and stained with blood, but he was actually carrying an ammunition box on his shoulder and one on his right arm. The load must have exceeded thirty kilograms. His chest was heaving violently after he opened the buckle.
Obviously, he was exhausted.
"Yes, sir!" The young deputy squad leader quickly put the gun behind his back, took a heavy ammunition box from his arm, and followed him towards a city wall position.
There was no time to tell whether they were in the east or south of the city. As soon as they arrived at the location and dropped the boxes of ammunition, the young deputy squad leader entered the position with a gun in hand and fired at the Japanese soldiers who were only 150 meters away. He pulled the bolt of the gun and fired again.
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Even if the 50mm tank gun of the Japanese 89 tank rotated the turret, a "bomb" shot sent a heavy machine gun fire point 15 meters away from him into the sky, and a piece of shrapnel flew over and scratched his cheek.
There was a big hole, and blood trickled down. His shooting hand didn't even shake. He still stared ahead at the Japanese invaders who were approaching among the ruins, and fired.
It wasn't until the Japanese figure he had been staring at collapsed after he fired ten shots in a row that the young soldier turned over and fell behind the sandbag fortification, gasping for air and loaded the magazine into his rifle again. Haiguo was right.
, the more you are afraid of death on the battlefield, the faster you will die. When you are not afraid of death, you will die much slower.
Now he is relieved, no matter whether he dies or not, he has killed a Japs, no matter what, it is enough.
The Japanese infantry advanced resolutely, and the grenades constantly being thrown by grenades hundreds of meters away were terrifying. Not to mention the heavy machine guns, even the light machine guns had to move quickly once they hit the shuttle, otherwise they would be hit by more than two grenades.
Fortunately, the smoke caused by the explosion of infantry artillery and grenades can be regarded as providing some concealment for the position here. During the 20-minute battle, all the positions on the position except the heavy machine gun were unfortunately broken.
The Type 89 tank moving in the ruins was hit by one shot, and the other fire points still survived.
Although the Japanese infantry were allowed to advance dozens of meters, they were basically suppressed from entering the charge stage.
However, the 55mm tank gun of the Japanese Type 89 tank 400 meters away is too terrifying. No matter whether it can hit the target or not, as long as it fires, the fragile sandbag fortifications cannot withstand the penetration of the shells. For a moment,
In a short time, seven or eight infantrymen were killed or injured in its artillery fire. If the artillery fire continued like this, all the few infantrymen on this position would be killed or injured by the artillery fire.
But the heavy machine guns on the position and the mortars deployed two to three hundred meters behind had no effect on the big guy, and it was extremely cunning, using the ruins of the destroyed residential buildings outside Cangcheng to hide its huge body.
Just turn the turret to fire on the ground.
"Dong dong dong!" Following the familiar firing sound of a 20mm machine gun, the young deputy squad leader looked back in horror.
The major officer who had just ordered him to move the shell box sat on the shooting seat of the machine gun, holding the machine gun with both hands, and fired at the Japanese tank 400 meters away.
A series of shells hit the broken wall where the Japanese tank was hiding, causing only smoke and dust to rise. The Japanese tank spewed thick smoke and reversed frantically, trying to hide back in the broken wall before hitting it. But the major had obviously been staring at it for a long time.
Regardless of whether it ran away or not, it poured the shells into that area without stopping.
The Japanese grenadiers also responded quickly. Although the smoke on the Chinese position prevented them from finding the specific location of the machine gun, they still determined the approximate location through ballistic analysis. More than a dozen grenades were around the machine gun.
Explodes tens of meters or even ten meters away.
The young deputy squad leader's heart suddenly tightened. Although he didn't know the major officer, the only major who could be here, he didn't know, could only be the 2nd Infantry Company of the Independent Regiment Police Reconnaissance Battalion who came to assist them.
Major Chang Leixiong, if he dies in battle, the loss will be too great.
Not only because of his high military rank, but also because Major Lei Xiong's reputation for operating a machine gun and driving the arrogant Japanese gunboats away last night has spread throughout the 152nd Regiment. He is definitely an excellent and brave real soldier.
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Soldiers, on the battlefield, only pay tribute to their brave and outstanding peers, and never look at military rank. Only soldiers who have been on the battlefield know this.
Fortunately, the "dong dong dong" sound of shooting started again after a brief cessation. If it were not for the bullet changer, the young deputy squad leader even had the illusion that this machine gun would have been firing until he knocked down a wall in the panic.
The Japanese tank, which was running wildly among the ruins like a stupid cow, called "Daddy".
But that is obviously impossible. The distance is so far. Even if the tank has shouted "Dad" dozens of times, it can't be heard here. The Japanese army fired more than 20 grenades wildly, and Major Lei Xiong also operated
The machine cannon fired up all four springboards.
Until there was a "boom", the Japanese tank that was continuously advancing and reversing among the ruins stopped moving, and thick black smoke was emitted that was visible to the naked eye. Three shells passed through the not-so-strong brick wall and hit the tank.
On the side, three holes as big as eggs were torn out of the already weak iron sheet. The high temperature caused by the friction between the shell and the steel plate instantly ignited the inside of the tank. The Japanese tank soldiers who had no time to escape could only become fuel to ignite the tank.
In that thick black smoke, there is no heat generated by burning the rich fat in the human body.
When they saw that the "heavy" tanks supporting them were destroyed and were suppressed 130 meters in front of the position, the Japanese army finally stopped. They hesitantly hid in the broken wall and fired at the Chinese position until the iron whistle ordering them to retreat sounded.
The tide of Japanese troops generally receded.
It wasn't until the Japanese troops withdrew more than 300 meters that the young deputy squad leader lay holding his gun and breathing heavily behind the fortification.
Just this moment of fighting seemed to have exhausted all his strength, but he still tried hard to pull out the bayonet hanging from his waist and solemnly made another stroke on the butt of the gun. This was the first time he had killed him since joining the army.
The third devil.
However, it was not enough. In addition to the three brothers who had died in the previous battle, his infantry squad had already killed eight people. He had to kill at least five Japanese to avenge his brothers.
A cigarette was thrown into his arms.
"Okay! Boy, we have killed three little Japs. Not bad, not bad. How many years have you been a soldier?" A voice sounded in the ears of the young deputy squad leader.
When he looked up, he saw an army major with a bandage on his left arm and a cigarette in his mouth squatting in the fortification, looking at him with a bit of teasing.
"Sir!" As a reflex, the young deputy squad leader jumped up and stood at attention to salute.
Just kidding, the biggest official he usually sees is his company commander, but the company commander is only a lieutenant. This person is a major, and he is also a major who personally operates the machine gun and braves Japanese fire to hit the tanks. Such a commander,
It's hard not to be respected.
"Oh Hinenliang! You are so naughty, you must be trying to kill me!" The young soldier's reaction frightened the major into hurriedly pushing him back to the fortification.
The young deputy squad leader then remembered that this was a battlefield. Even if the Japanese troops retreated, there might still be cold gunmen looking at this place from three to four hundred meters away. He saluted the officer himself, which would really push him to the gate of hell, with a look on his face.
She blushed slightly: "Sir, I'm sorry."
"Haha, you are a new soldier! I want to ask you a question! How many years have you been a soldier?" Lei Xiong laughed and shook his head.
"Sir, one-year soldier!" Although it was less than a year, the young deputy squad leader still mustered up the courage to panic. After all, it was almost ten months!
"Oh! He's really a good recruit! He can kill three Japs in one year of service. Not bad, not bad, really good." Lei Xiong smiled and gave a thumbs up. "From that company of the 152nd Regiment?"
"Reporting to the commander, the 7th Company of the 3rd Battalion of the 152nd Regiment!"
"I'm telling you, sir, come to my place and I'll be your sergeant and deputy squad leader. How about that?"
"Sir, I am already the deputy squad leader."
"If you are a good person, I will give you the squad leader!"
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This was the young soldier's first encounter with Lei Xiong, and the recruitment was obviously unsuccessful.
It was not a matter of official position, but that the young deputy squad leader was anxious to return to his infantry squad.
He has learned how to fight, but he also has to learn to accept separation.
Obviously, he is still a primary school student in this regard.