Chapter 49 Application

"Hit!" As soon as I gave the order, more than a dozen mortars organized by Li Guoqiang opened fire, and with a roar, a barrage erupted from the US army's hilltop position on the Bao Heights, and dozens of US troops lying on their stomachs were fiercely thrown into the air. Fell heavily under the position and turned into a pile of bright red mud.

This was followed by a burst of artillery fire, and the mortars 'fired' shells as fast as they could. The fighters of the regiment were all selected from among the well-trained veterans, and the mortarsmen were no exception. After they had finished bombarding their hilltop positions on the strong high ground in one round, they consciously extended their artillery fire to the hideouts of the US troops on the positive slope, and suddenly bursts of explosions were heard again on the opposite side.

Although my view was blocked by the summit of the Mother Highlands. You can't see the effect of the bombing, but you can still get it from that pig-killing howl. Knowing that the casualties of the US military are not light.

The volunteers on the concave heights also seized this opportunity and rushed to the top of the hill with a shout. Erecting all kinds of weapons against the US military is a fierce blow, only to make the US army cry wolf and collapse the army.

But at this moment, there was a sudden strange whistling of cannonballs in the sky."

My face changed for a moment, and I hurriedly waved my hand and shouted at the mortars at the foot of the mountain: "Retreat!" Fall back! Leave the mortars alone! "But it's too late, mortars can also be said to be precious for the outdated volunteer army. So despite my orders, despite the fact that those veterans heard the whistling of shells in the sky. They knew that the shells were near them, but they were still reluctant to leave the mortars and escape alone. More than 30 fighters without exception stayed on the position to disassemble the mortars, but before they could finish dismantling, shells fell around them like raindrops, and the dozens of mortar crews disappeared into the smoke and dust in just a moment.

"Quick! Protect the regimental commander back to the tunnel! Li Guoqiang shouted, and dragged me into the pit with Zhang Mingxue and others.

The sound of artillery outside was intense. Listening to the whistling and explosions, I realized that the target of the enemy artillery bombardment was not just the 7 heights. There are also 3 open areas between the high ground and the concave high ground, and there are even deep artillery positions of our army.

It is clear that they are going to block all the support of our troops to the 2 Bad Heights with artillery.

Judging from the fact that they accurately knocked out our mortar positions in the first round of artillery fire, the US troops arranged artillery observers on the front line before the attack, and they calculated our mortar positions from the trajectory of the shells fired by our troops. Knocked out a dozen of our mortars in one fell swoop.

The 1st U.S. Cavalry Division spared no expense this time! I couldn't help but snort coldly, the U.S. military, which has always looked down on life, will even use the lives of soldiers as 'lure' bait to lure out our artillery this time.

But this is also a good way, to suppress all the support in our rear with artillery, and to concentrate all our forces on the concave heights, and now a company on our mother heights is afraid that it will be a bitter battle.

The Yankees are not lacking in ***, just like their bombing of our 7 heights, hour-long bombing is a common thing, and the bombing of the highlands has been cut down by more than one meter now.

In such a situation, the US military could have pressed us in the tunnel with artillery shells and could not move. On the other side, they stepped up their attacks on the high ground on the front.

"Li Guoqiang!" Thinking of this, I shrugged and immediately ordered Li Guoqiang: "Take your people and follow me to Fly 7 Highland for reinforcements immediately!" ”

"Yes!" Li Guoqiang responded, but soon hesitated: "Commander, I can go up, you don't have to go!" ”

"No more nonsense! Hurry up the action! I responded impatiently.

"Yes!" Li Guoqiang did not dare to object. 'Straightened' down and quickly went to arrange.

In a short time, more than 100 volunteer soldiers were led by me and Li Guoqiang to the tunnel near the foot of the mountain.

After the Eastern Front blockade, the casualties of each battalion varied, especially the two of Hu Biao and Li Guoqiang. The attrition of the battalions was particularly serious, so before entering the battle, I redistributed the number of men in each battalion, which numbered more than 200 men per battalion. Except for a company where Ma Xiaohu was stationed on the high ground, the more than 100 volunteer soldiers were all under Li Guoqiang.

"Get ready for battle!" Since the cannon outside was very loud, I had to shout at the fighters behind me at maximum volume.

"Yes!" Many of the warriors still couldn't hear me, but they could guess what I meant from the shape of my mouth and movements.

Turning to look at the shells that were still blowing up outside the tunnel, I couldn't help but take a deep breath, then gritted my teeth and rushed out with my rifle.

Dust was flying, and gunsmoke was filling. Ears were filled with the rumbling of artillery and the whistling of shrapnel flying by. Clods of earth and rocks rained down on my head, but fortunately none of them were shrapnel. I didn't dare to stop for the slightest, nor did I dare to look back at the warrior behind me, I just knew to run as low as I could. Until he ran into the 'crossing' at the foot of the mountain

As the name suggests, the 'Jiao' trench is a general trench for 'Jiao'. It is no different from a normal trench, except that it serves as a 'communication' communication. 'Crossing' trenches were especially important when the enemy had strong artillery fire, as it is now. If there is no 'crossing' moat to connect the highlands and the 7 highlands. Then under the enemy's strong artillery blockade, it is basically impossible for us to send reinforcements to 2, i.e. the high ground.

After drilling into the 'crossing' trench, there was a lot less shrapnel around, and that's when I had time to look back. Yes, the soldiers were all experienced veterans, and they all bowed down and ran in as fast as they could. I only had time to glance back, and then I turned around again and ran forward along the 'crossing' trench.

The shrapnel of the cannon is fanned out from the bottom to the top, so it is much safer to advance in the 'crossing' trench, and as long as the shell does not explode directly in the trench, there is not much danger. Of course, this situation is not impossible, and you can know this by looking at the first few places that were blown up.

But the collapse did not stop us, and the warriors rushed forward one by one, with firm steps, although some of them continued to fall under enemy fire."

I don't know how long I ran, but I finally broke through the enemy's barrage and came to the strong high ground. At this time, the artillery shells were significantly less, after all, the American troops were also attacking this hill, which was not yet within the range of enemy artillery fire.

As soon as I arrived at the high grounds, I found that the situation here was much more serious than I had imagined.

The battlefield was covered with bloody corpses and messy guns, both volunteers and Americans, all of whom were scuffled into a ball and died, which was extremely tragic. Some of their heads were knocked off in half. But his hands still clung the enemy's neck; Some of them rolled into the flames of the incendiary bomb with their arms in their arms, and the corpses were still scorched and smoking, and only the kettle on their waists could tell us that he was their comrade.

The U.S. troops must have made up their minds to take advantage of the period when they were blockading our army's support with artillery fire to capture the high ground, so they were ruthless in attacking our high ground. Our group didn't have time to look closely, so without saying a word, we loaded our bayonets and rushed to the top of the mountain.

Before he could reach the top of the mountain, he heard shouts and screams from above. The soldiers shouted "kill" and rushed forward with their bayonets, but even if they were mentally prepared, the scene on the top of the mountain still made us stunned.

On the hilltop position, more than a dozen volunteer soldiers covered in blood were fearlessly 'holding up' bayonets and fighting with dozens of American troops. Some people couldn't even stand firmly, and they still knelt on the ground on one 'leg', propped themselves up, raised their bayonets, and fought with the American troops in front of them! There are those who roll around with the American troops, those who stab their bayonets into the enemy's chest, and those who are surrounded by four or five devils and stabbed with bloody 'holes'.

"Bang a few bullets flew out of the state rifle in my hand, and the five American soldiers fell in response, 'exposing' a corpse with almost no intact skin on his body, and his whole body seemed to be fished out of blood, and then I noticed that there was a Yankee pressed under him. The warrior's teeth were biting into the Yankee's throat.

Seeing this, I couldn't help but feel a pain in my heart, and I felt the urge to rush forward to help him cover the blood that was still gushing out of the knife. But I finally held back. Because I know that now is not the time to save people, but to kill!

"Kill!" The soldiers roared and rushed towards the American soldiers in front of them, the bayonets brought up blood arrows, and the gunfire took them one by one. The lives of the enemy were killed and the American troops were planted on the ground one by one. Roll under your feet.

However, the American troops showed an astonishing will to fight, and they were only startled and a little 'confused' when our troops suddenly appeared, but after a while they found that we were only a hundred or so, and they once again 'held' their bayonets and rushed up at us.

"Kill". The fighters shouted and rushed towards the dense American troops.

The two sides were so close that they didn't even have time to throw grenades at each other. The soldiers also knew very well that the guns in the hands of the US troops 'fired' quickly, and even the rifles were fired in bursts, and the US troops did not have the advantage of being outnumbered, so there was no way to win by raising their guns against them at such a close distance. The only feasible thing is to rush up and wrench with the enemy,,

"Bang bang bang I 'pumped' out of my waist... Pull. I hit the enemy with all the bullets in one breath, and then loaded my rifle with bayonets, but by this time the soldiers had already started a white-knuckle battle with the enemy before me.

In the 'hand-to-hand' combat, the U.S. military's... The rifle definitely has quite a bit of an advantage, because... The rifle could be fired continuously, and the moment the two sides made contact, they had time to finish the bullets in the chamber. But this does not affect the speed and determination of the soldiers to rush towards the American army.

One of the warriors roared and rushed down at the enemy in front of him, who had already been covered in blood from several bullets, but still managed to stab his bayonet into the enemy's chest with his last breath.

It is said that when the soldiers of these two armies have been in contact with each other, it is difficult to hit the enemy without accidentally injuring their own people, but he is stunned that the guns and guns can bypass his comrades and knock down the enemy on the opposite side, and the speed is still very fast. After firing a shuttle of bullets, he immediately hid in the trench, Gong Bu Yishuo came out and hit again, and he didn't even aim at all, as if he was worried about the feeling of the gun. With just one snap of the shot, an American soldier who was still jumping alive just now was finished. Looking at his ability, I can't admire it.

But there were too many enemies, the front foot was fought down by the volunteer soldiers, and the back foot followed closely, and there were dense climbs up like ants, at least a thousand people. And looking at their appearance, there is no intention of retreating at all, so that the soldiers will be exhausted to death even if they do not die in battle.

! Seeing this, I couldn't help but curse. This U.S. Cavalry Division is really a bit of a turnover.

"Zhang Mingxue, Xu Yongwei!" Seeing this, I shouted at the two people who had been lying next to me: "Grenades! ”

"What? Hand grenade? Hearing this, Zhang Mingxue and Xu Yongwei couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, but they still obeyed my order and handed me a few grenades with the safety cover unscrewed.

I know why they were surprised, when the two armies were 'mixed' together, the grenade thing didn't seem to play a role on the battlefield. But my goal is not to stranch the enemy in front of the warriors, but to follow them up in a steady stream

I'm here to tell them more. Pull the strings of a few grenades, throw them far down the slope, "just listen" boom! A few times. It blew up the U.S. troops in the rear.

Zhang Mingxue and Xu Yongwei also quickly understood my intentions, and without saying a word, they grabbed the grenade and threw it at the rear of the US army.

Zhang Mingxue didn't think it was enough to blow it up, and he didn't know where to bring up a whole box, and the three of them hid in the trench and threw the grenade down like crazy for a moment, only to hear a roar, and after a while, no one dared to rush up. The follow-up units of the U.S. military were torn apart by the barrage of our grenades.

Without the addition of the new force of the American army, the volunteer soldiers quickly gained the upper hand in 'hand-to-hand' combat. The stabbing skills of the soldiers of the rising regiment are not opponents even if they are pseudo-divisions, let alone the US troops in front of them, who are better at long-range weapon combat. In a few moments, the warriors retreated to their positions one by one, and by this time, they had already become one by one. Bloody people.

"Withdraw to the pit!" As soon as the U.S. forces retreated; The warriors dragged their exhausted bodies back to the tunnel.

"Battalion Commander Li!" Back in the tunnel, I wanted Li Guoqiang to count the number of people, but after waiting for a long time, no one answered. I couldn't help but poke my head out of the pit and take a look. only to find that he was still rummaging over something on the battlefield alone.

"Li Guoqiang!" Seeing this, I couldn't help but be shocked, and I opened my voice and shouted at him: "You don't want to die!" Get me into the pit right now! ”

But Li Guoqiang just glanced at me, and he still cared about what he was rummaging through the pile of dead people.

"Woo" At this time, there was a whistling sound in the sky, and then another cannonball fell, exploding outside in a cloud of gunsmoke, and after a while, Li Guoqiang's figure was lost.

“***！” I slammed the face hard. Reluctantly, he burrowed back into the tunnel. I really can't figure out what makes Li Guoqiang, a guy who doesn't want to 'live' his life, and doesn't even listen to my orders.

But I quickly understood, because at this time, Li Guoqiang had already come back with a bloody man on his back, and I was about to step forward and beat him fiercely, when I heard Li Guoqiang's scream, I couldn't help but be stunned.

"Little Tiger! Little Tiger".

The person on his back is Ma Xiaohu. is Ma Xiaowei, who has lived and died with Li Guoqiang for more than ten years,

Ma Xiaohu slowly opened his eyes, looked at Li Guoqiang, and then looked at me, and a trace of a difficult smile appeared on his bloodstained face. As if to report to me, even if it is a battle to the end. He also did not leave the position. Then his right hand slowly reached into his pocket. 'Pulled' out a piece of bloodstained paper and handed it to me,

I hurried up to meet it, but before I could take it, the hand hung limply.

Little Tiger! "Little Tiger" Li Guoqiang held him tightly in his arms and cried bitterly, and the soldiers were all moved. I silently 'pulled' out the piece of paper from Ma Xiaohu's hand, unfolded it, and a few words faintly revealed in the red bloodstains

I volunteered to join China** and uphold the party's program. Abide by the Party's constitution, fulfill the obligations of Party members, implement the Party's decisions, and strictly abide by the Party's discipline,

It wasn't until tears dripped on the blood-stained application that I realized it was self-hairy tears! The cannonade stopped! Suddenly there was a burst of cheers outside the tunnel: "Victory! victory

"Long live the People's Republic of China!"

"The U.S. military agrees to an armistice!"

"The U.S. military has been beaten back to the negotiating table by us!"

At this point, the summer and autumn defensive battles ended. This battle was the first coordinated operation of infantry, artillery, and armored units of our army, which smashed the US military's theory of "sea and air compensation" and successfully forced the enemy to return to the negotiating table. A total of more than 10,000 enemies were annihilated, and our army suffered more than 10,000 casualties. The casualty ratio is 2 no.