Chapter 142 Temporary cramming
The assault team charged ahead, and the brothers of the 1st Brigade also rushed out of their positions to attack the rebels with all their might! As soon as the gunshot rang out, the visibility of the night increased. Hu Jin held a telescope to observe the enemy's dynamics, "Damn, this is trying to bloom inside and outside!" β
"Report to the regimental commander, our right flank position has been stirred up by the enemy's commandos!"
"That's just a small group of enemies, and I ordered the second battalion commander to kill them all in the tunnel! Let's not withdraw, damn it, put all the machine guns up for me, and beat up this group of Sun Jun who ran out of the position! β
Mao Long led his brothers to fight hard in the tunnel, killing and injuring countless enemies, and he himself was hit by two bullets, bleeding profusely.
"Tubu!" Not far from him, a heavy machine gun erupted in rage. The brothers of the 1st Brigade charged were killed and wounded countless times, and Mao Long summoned a few soldiers with grenades around him, "Go, follow me to kill his firepower point!" β
Hu Jin was very clever about the deployment of heavy firepower points, and planted more than a dozen infantry around the perimeter to protect the periphery of the firepower points. Several of Mao Long's men took the light machine guns in his hands and suppressed the infantry, hoping to fight their way out.
The infantrymen, attracted by the fire of light machine guns, counterattacked in full force.
A pit on their flank, which connected the firing points, was empty. Mao Long saw the opportunity and rolled into the pit several times in a row.
The enemy's bullets hit him many times, and after turning into the tunnel, he touched his stomach with his hand and shook his head helplessly, he knew in his heart that he would not survive.
In the tunnel, there was a soldier carrying ammunition and collided with the dragon! Xiao Bing didn't hold a gun in his hand, Mao Long held the gun at him, Xiao Bing knelt down tremblingly, "Uncle, spare me!" Please! β
Mao Long shouted softly, "Fuck off!" β
The soldiers were given the order and fled.
Mao Long let out a heavy sigh of relief, it turned out that there were no more bullets in his pistol. He picked up the ammunition box as cover and quietly rushed towards the heavy fire point.
The commander of the 1st Brigade was anxious to see the heavy casualties of his brothers. "Fuck, kill me that heavy fire point right now!"
The soldiers were completely suppressed by that heavy fire, clinging to the ground, and not a single person had the courage to advance. The corpses killed by heavy machine guns in front of them fell in pieces on the open ground in the middle of the two lines of positions.
The Heavy fired the ammunition like crazy, "Fuck, Ammo Man, Ammo Man, the bullets are running out!" β
"It's coming!" Mao Long handed the ammo box to the loader next to the heavy.
"Why is it so slow!" The Heavy looked back at him.
After Mao Long handed over the box, his face was completely exposed, "Don't wait, I have just the right time here!" Mao Long pulled out the lead of the grenade on his chest and pounced hard, and the heavy fire ignited a huge roar, and it was completely reimbursed.
The brigade commander looked at the actions of the hero of Mao Long, and his heart was extremely shocked, he shot at the hidden soldiers in front of him, "The firepower is gone, get up and rush up for me, if anyone lies on his stomach again, I will kill him!" β
When the soldiers heard the brigade commander's death order, they rushed forward, and the front-line position was finally torn open by Sun Jun.
The military attache rushed into the front-line command post, and Sun Bald sat on a stool, holding a saber and pestle in both hands on the ground, his eyes closed, and he was listening carefully to the battle situation on the front line with his ears.
"Marshal, Commander Mao led the commando team to tear open the mouth of the front-line position, and the brothers of the first brigade have rushed up." Military attachΓ© report.
"Okay, they're all heroes!" Sun Bald was overjoyed.
"But, Captain Mao, he... The military attache wanted to speak and stopped.
Sun Bald asked suspiciously, "What's the matter, what's wrong with this kid Mao Long?" β
The military attache said sadly, and he pulled the grenade on his chest and died with the enemy. The commandos who rushed up with him were all killed in the tunnel.
Sun Bald took a deep breath and walked to the table and spread out a piece of rice paper, "You come and grind it for me!" β
With a stroke of his pen, he wrote fourteen neat characters, "Sacrifice yourself and forget your husband, loyal and heroic Mao Erhu!" "Erhu is the nickname of Mao Long.
Sun Bald said emotionally, "Erhu followed me when he was 18 years old, and over the years from Beijing to Jiangxi, from Jiangxi to Hubei, from Hubei to Fujian, he has made many achievements. Wang Le, you beast who can't die well, take away my beloved general, hurt me, and hurt me. Sun Bald pounded his chest desperately.
The military attache stopped him, "Marshal, you want to mourn!" If we can't completely recapture the front-line positions before dawn, when the rebels come to their senses, they are likely to come back and attack our flanks! β
Sun Bald combed his emotions, "You're right, I shouldn't be too emotional." Tell the 1st Brigade not to stop, all rush to the 1st position, and their flank will be filled by the 2nd Regiment that will arrive immediately, so that they don't have to worry. β
The military attache nodded, "I'll send a telegram to the Second Regiment and let them leave a company of soldiers to transport supplies, and the rest of the large army will advance lightly and rush to help!" β
After the military attache left, Sun Bald knelt on the ground with his hands together, "Buddha bless, the affairs of Hankou must go smoothly according to our plan, and the negotiations between Wu Peifu and the Soviets must completely collapse." In this way, other forces in the direct line will be willing to lend a hand to relieve my siege of Fujian! Please, Buddha, as long as this thing can be done, my grandson will reshape the golden body for you, and my grandson will be dedicated to the Buddha in the future, do a good deed every day, and eat vegetarian every day! β
The situation in Hankou is not much better than that in the Fujian battlefield! The special envoy looked at the corpse of the patrol officer on the ground, and the corpse of a worker picketed for a long time and did not speak.
"Report!" The captain of the fire station walked into the office, "The fire in the textile theater has been completely extinguished, and now the bodies of 28 workers have been cleared. β
Director Liang was indifferent, he picked up a cup of tea and said quietly, "These workers simply don't know what to do, they actually dare to shoot our patrol officers, and it is cheap for them to be burned to death!" β
The envoy finally opened his mouth, "Director Liang, did you order someone to set the fire?" β
Director Liang shook his head and said innocently, "Where can it be?" I faithfully carry out your order not to engage in large-scale conflict with your students. When our people died, I rushed into the cinema with them, and the theater was already on fire. β
"Why is there a fire?" The envoy asked the captain of the fire department.
The captain said, "According to our analysis of the accident scene, someone should have lit a large amount of gasoline at the entrance and exit of the theater to cause the theater to catch fire. β
The special envoy stared at Director Liang directly, "How do you explain?" This gasoline will not be set on fire by the workers themselves! β