The dark sky was completely shrouded in the shadows of gunsmoke. The Japanese army continued to shell the Huanghualing defense line, mortars, cannons, mountain artillery, field artillery and other dozens of artillery pieces were all added, the fire support points on Huanghualing were silent one by one in the fierce gunsmoke, but soon in the next round of Japanese attacks, a new tongue of fire will emerge somewhere to sweep the wriggling steel armored monsters in front of the position.

At about 3:40 a.m. on 22 October, the 6th Tank Wing of the Japanese Army, which had just arrived, finally launched an attack on Huanghualing, and the soldiers of the 7th Independent Artillery Wing and the 23rd Brigade Regiment that had arrived with the tank wing were also attacking.

The dense flares illuminated the entire Huanghualing, and the Japanese army launched a rare night attack, which also made the soldiers of the 561st Regiment feel very uncomfortable.

More than 40 minutes after the battle began, the Japanese army, which had taken advantage of the artillery fire, was further restricted under the combined attack of the tanks and infantry, and the space for the defenders to move on the Huanghualing was further restricted, and the Japanese tanks continued to bombard the surface positions of Huanghualing and clear the fixed fire points at a distance of about 1,000 meters from the Huanghualing position, which also made the machine gun fire on the position only hit a shuttle of bullets before they had to retreat, otherwise the Japanese artillery fire would soon follow the attack.

In order to avoid being hit by the Japanese tank artillery, Mo Xiaosong had to lead the soldiers to move the position after firing a few shots, at this time their surface position was ravaged by the artillery fire into a pitted and uneven place of death, and the soil that had long been rubbed into powder by the artillery fire was raised high in an explosion. Lying in the dusty tunnel, I watched small stones fall from the top of the tunnel that was constantly hit by the explosion of shells. Mo Xiaosong felt as if he was in hell.

His lungs were filled with scorching chemical gases and fine ashes, and everyone struggled to gasp for air like fish starved of oxygen. The sound of a loud explosion destroys everyone's sense of hearing, and the toxic chemical gases formed by the explosives gnaw at the soldiers' respiratory systems. Thirst and dizziness tormented them all the time, but they could only keep running, shooting, dodging and other actions, and any hesitation would bring death to themselves. The density of the metal bullets over the position was so high that the sluggish people could not avoid the damage, and there were constantly comrades who were screaming or falling silently around him, and several of the company's hygienists kept quickly getting each fallen comrade into the depths of the tunnels and anti-artillery holes.

"Sir...... The devil's attack is too fierce, so let our battalion withdraw to the second line of defense! Zhi Chunrong, the commander of the first battalion of the 561st Regiment, pleaded bitterly on the phone. So far, his original battalion of 600 men has less than 300 men left.

"You must not retreat, where is the battle now? If you withdraw to the second line of defense now. What do we do after dawn to stop the devil's attack? ”

On the phone, Huang Jian. The attitude of the country is very resolute, Huanghualing only has two lines of defense, if the war is less than an hour before the second line of defense is retreated. Then it is conceivable that after dawn, the Huanghualing defense line will inevitably collapse on the whole line. Behind Huanghualing is a horse Pingchuan. The 561st Regiment, which had lost its geographical advantage, had only a dead end in the face of the onslaught of Japanese tanks.

"Zhi Chunrong, I don't want to hear the casualty figures, I just want you to hold your position. No one is allowed to retreat before five o'clock in the morning, and if the soldier dies, you will go to the top, and if you die, you will go to the top! ”

"Got it!" Zhi Chunrong, who put down the phone, was ruthless, picked up the walkie-talkie, opened the channel, and shouted: "You all hear clearly, organize all the battle defense artillery, and give me the devil's chariot!" Lao Tzu didn't believe it. Without the support of the chariot, how arrogant can the devil be! ”

Mo Xiaosong kept running on the position. There were fewer and fewer soldiers around him, and in the end there were only three people left next to him.

At this moment, Xiang Yihang found him and ordered him to abandon the front line and go to the back to assist the artillery platoon in the defense.

The fire platoon is the support force of the company, with a total of three 60 mortars and three 37 anti-aircraft guns, as well as two M2 large-caliber heavy machine guns.

When Mo Xiaosong and the others came to the position of the fire platoon, a 105 cannon shell fell, and when they arrived, the position was already in disarray.

"This ......" Looking at this position that has almost become a wasteland, Mo Xiaosong and the others couldn't help but look at each other, can this position still be defended?

"Anyone? Come here! Just when Mo Xiaosong and the others were a little stunned, there was a hoarse shout behind them.

They turned to see a corporal officer with a broken leg struggling to get up, and around him the soldiers who had been bounced around him a minute ago were now stumps and severed arms, shredded clothes, crushed steel helmets, and broken pieces of dirt and rocks, and debris scattered all over the floor. The blood gushing from the bodies of the fallen soldiers smeared the barrel of the Pak38 50mm anti-tank gun red. Billowing smoke poured into the firing ports of bunkers that had been bombarded by enemy artillery fire.

At this moment, a female hygienist with a dusty face and no longer visible face ran over, she helped the corporal and checked his injuries, and immediately said: "Squad leader, your calf is broken, I'll help you down first." ”

The corporal gritted his teeth and said, "No, you help me stop the bleeding first, and I'll see if this cannon can still be used." ”

The hygienist was a little stunned, she didn't know how to persuade this stubborn non-commissioned officer.

"Zhang Lili, you immediately go to the pit and help me carry a few boxes of armor-piercing bullets!"

The hygienist was stunned for a moment, and then silently drilled into the back tunnel, and when he saw the hygienist enter the pit, the corporal immediately began to drag the broken leg to check the battle defense gun.

"The artillery can still be used, you bastards, what are you still doing in a daze, you can't come to help!" The artillery non-commissioned officer suddenly scolded at Mo Xiaosong and several other soldiers.

"You ......" A soldier next to him just wanted to speak, but was stopped by Mo Xiaosong's look, and the four of them began to straighten the blood-soaked battle defense gun under the command of this corporal.

"Hygienist...... Armor-piercing projectile ...... Hurry up and bring the armor-piercing shells! The corporal sat on the ground, and his upper body rested on the sight of the anti-aircraft gun. Shouting loudly while shaking the handwheel.

"I'm going to help!" One soldier got up and went into the tunnel to help carry the shells.

"Devil...... The devil is here! There were several chariots, and infantry to accompany them, damn it. How come the shells haven't arrived yet! The corporal shook his handwheel and shouted hysterically.

"Cannonballs...... Here comes the cannonballs! Just when everyone was in a hurry, the hygienist and the soldier trotted over with a box of shells.

"Quick...... Fast...... Hurry up and reload! You idiots, you can't even reload, what kind of soldiers are you! Under the command of this artillery corporal, Mo Xiaosong and a few others hurriedly opened the bolt and stuffed a slender shell shining with a golden metallic luster!

"Target 1020 meters...... Put! ”

"Knock ......"

The anti-aircraft gun throbbed violently, and the warhead burst out of the chamber at a speed invisible to the naked eye.

"Reload...... Put! ”

"Put!"

"Put!"

Armor-piercing shells were stuffed into the chambers, and the empty shells rolled on the ground steaming hot, colliding with each other. There is a crisp sound of metal crashing.

The anti-aircraft guns roared and beat again and again. This machine made of steel suddenly seemed to have a life, turning the arrogant Japanese chariots in front of it into a push and push scrap metal, looking at the non-commissioned officer with excitement on his face, Mo Xiaosong suddenly felt that this short-tempered guy must have been a marksman in his last life.

In the dark. On the battlefield where shrenching shrapnel flew, in a shattered bunker halfway up a mountainside filled with wolf smoke, reddish 50-millimeter armor-piercing shells were fired accurately into the darkness by the shooter, with a huge roar. Every shot can take away the life of the enemy's sin. Under the fire of this artillery. One Japanese tank after another was hit, and every pile of fire and smoke that rose proved that a once-formidable steel monster had been destroyed to the ground.

"Come again!"

The artillery corporal turned his head and shouted at Mo Xiaosong, his helmet and earplugs had long been thrown away by him, and his head and face, blackened by the smoke of gunpowder, were in stark contrast to his white teeth.

Seeing his eyes that were particularly bright because of excitement, Mo Xiaosong also laughed. Suddenly, his eyes fell on the corporal's dirty ears, and his earlobes were gurgling with blood.

The corporal's ears have long been deafened by shells!

"Day ......"

"Not good...... Get down! ”

A piercing and rapid whistling sound suddenly came, and Mo Xiaosong, who had long been trained to become a veteran bird on the battlefield, shouted loudly. Everyone immediately fell to the ground.

"Boom ......"

As soon as the words fell, a mortar shell landed on the gun position.

The explosion that was close at hand shook Mo Xiaosong dizzy. The stomach that was already empty was full of acidic water.

After retching for a long time, Mo Xiaosong got up from the thick smoke again.

"A squad leader...... What happened to you? Hurry up! Suddenly, the hygienist's voice rang out.

Everyone's hearts tightened, and they turned their heads to look, and saw that the hygienist was hugging the corporal who sent the soldier and shouting loudly, this corporal was already covered in blood at this time, and his hands were still tightly hugging the battle defense gun in front of him.

The corporal's face was as sallow as a dead man's, and his lips were not bloody. Mo Xiaosong's heart tightened, and he hurriedly went over and worked with the hygienist to help him up, only then did he find that only the upper half of the corporal's body was intact, his legs had already been blown up by the bomb, and his face was covered with a thick layer of dust.

Seeing this, everyone's hearts also became gloomy, and the female hygienist named Zhang Lili cried loudly, like a cuckoo crying blood.

Seeing the hygienist's tears flowing out and falling on the corporal's dusty face, the rest of the people also turned sour in their hearts, Mo Xiaosong was about to beckon a few soldiers to carry the corporal to the tunnel, but he didn't expect him to wake up faintly.

When he opened his eyes and saw the beautiful face of the hygienist marked by tears, he gritted his teeth and shouted: "What are you crying about, what are you crying about, what are you doing watching me, fire the cannon quickly!" Zhang Lili...... Hurry up and carry the cannonballs! He gnashed deeply as he spoke, and a low gasp came from his nose

The hygienist cried and picked up an armor-piercing bullet, while Mo Xiaosong opened the bolt. Load, close the bolt!

As soon as he saw that the shells were reloaded, the corporal, who was already dying, immediately became refreshed. Without anyone to help him, he scrambled to lie down in front of the sight, turned the handwheel with his arm powerfully, and said loudly: "Target...... 887 meters, ready to ...... Put! ”

With the corporal shouting, Mo Xiaosong pulled the fire rope hard, but found that the cannon did not spew out anger like just now, and he took a closer look. It turned out that the gun body was blown up, and the retreat plane was blown out of a hole, and the dark yellow lubricating liquid flowed all over the ground with the rotation of the gun body.

"Bastard. Why don't you fire? Seeing that the artillery did not fire, the corporal glared at Mo Xiaosong angrily.

"See for yourself!" Mo Xiaosong weakly pointed to the lubricating oil that flowed on the ground.

The corporal looked at the bombed-out aircraft in disbelief, and when his fingers touched the lube on the ground, it was as if he had been electrocuted. He was stunned for a moment. Suddenly, he cried like a child, hugging the bombed anti-aircraft gun and crying so sadly.

At this moment, a heavy footstep sounded from behind, and a somewhat familiar and hoarse voice sounded loudly behind him: "There is an order from the regimental headquarters, everyone retreats to the second line of defense!" If you hear no, quickly retreat to the back and reorganize the defensive line! ”

Hearing this order, everyone couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and they could finally retreat to the second line of defense. Mo Xiaosong turned his head and looked around. Most of the surface positions of the first line of defense have long been completely flattened by the enemy, and they will not retreat. They really just have to wait here to die.

The hygienist whispered to the corporal who was holding the gun and didn't let go: "Squad Leader Liu...... Lao Liu...... Retreat! ”

The corporal remained motionless and continued to crouch on the gun.

"Lao Liu...... Wake up...... Lao Liu, get up quickly! The hygienist hugged the corporal, whose body had begun to get cold, and cried loudly, shaking his body frantically in an attempt to wake up the corporal squad leader who had died in the gun position.

I don't know when Mo Xiaosong's tears also flowed out, and he tried his best to raise his head so that the people around him would not see his tears.

"Lao Liu...... You're awake...... You keep firing, I'll help you carry the shells! As the hygienist spoke, Tao Tao began to cry, and a crisp and sharp cry resounded through the artillery position.

In the darkness, an officer walked up behind them and shouted: "What's going on here, why don't you obey the order to retreat?" ”

Hearing the familiar voice of the visitor, Mo Xiaosong couldn't help but shout in a low voice: "Company Commander Jia? Is that you? ”

The person who came was Jia Shimao, the commander of the third company, after hearing Mo Xiaosong's voice, he walked over, looked at Mo Xiaosong, and then looked at the corporal squad leader who died in the sound of the gun position, he sighed, patted Mo Xiaosong on the shoulder and said softly: "Hurry up, the regiment headquarters ordered everyone to withdraw to the second position." Retreat immediately, the devils will come up soon! ”

After saying that, Jia Shimao quickly disappeared into the night.

At this time, the sound of artillery also began to wash down, and Mo Xiaosong knew that the Japanese army was about to attack.

Looking at the artillery corporal who was still lying tightly on the gun emplacement, but would never wake up again, Mo Xiaosong said secretly: "Farewell...... Brothers! ”

Two minutes later, Mo Xiaosong took the last remaining three soldiers of the first class to support the staggering health worker to evacuate the position they had held for two days......

The sky finally brightened, stepping on the floating soil that had not reached the foot, Major General Bei Tian Nan, accompanied by more than a dozen guards and officials, boarded the first position of Huanghualing, looking at the trench that had been leveled by artillery fire, Bei Tian Nan was speechless for several times.

Seeing that Kita Tiannan seemed to be a little excited, the 156th Wing Commander Okuyama Fengtai said respectfully: "Congratulations to Your Excellency Brigade Commander, under your wise command, we have finally taken this position of the Zhina, as long as we work harder to take the position behind, Huanghualing will be officially taken by us!" ”

Kita Tiannan didn't seem happy because of Okuyama Fengtai's sycophancy, but shook his head with a solemn expression and asked, "Okuyama-kun, how many people are left in your team so far?" ”

Ao Shan Feng was stunned for a moment, and then lowered his head in some shame: "The warriors who can still fight in our wing are only more than two thousand two hundred now. ”

"Hmm!" Kita Tiannan nodded: "In other words, your wing has suffered nearly half of the casualties, is that so?" ”

"Yes!" Okuyama Kazeta's face had turned purple, and he was so ashamed that he could barely raise his head, the standard number of an infantry wing was 3,870 people, and now only more than 2,200 people were able to fight, and it was indeed not a lie to say that their wing's combat strength had lost nearly half.

Bei Tian Nan said lightly: "After a night of fierce fighting, there are less than thirty of the more than eighty chariots of the Sixth Chariot Wing that can continue to fight, if I hand over these chariots to you now to continue to command, can you take down the second line of defense of the Zhi Na people before noon?" ”

Okuyama Feng is too silent, the losses of the Sixth Tank Wing last night can be called huge, losing most of the tanks, almost losing the ability to continue fighting, if it continues to fight, I am afraid that the Sixth Tank Wing will disappear from the Japanese army.

But he still said a little unwillingly: "Your Excellency Brigade Commander, although we have suffered heavy losses, the losses of the people of Kochina will not be much better than ours, as long as we continue to launch powerful attacks, it must not be too much of a problem to take the second line of defense!" ”

Looking at the higher second line of defense in the distance, Beitian Nanchang sighed and shook his head: "Let's change our thinking, but have you thought about it, even if we can win the second line of defense today, Kezhi Na people have a good saying, the end of a strong crossbow is not enough to penetrate Lu Mian, do we still have the strength to run dozens of kilometers to rescue the 103rd Division and the 82nd Brigade trapped in Jinhua?" ”

Hearing this, the crowd fell silent...... (To be continued.) )

PS: Two in one, lazy score!