Cut eight chapters of the tank battalion

The roar of the planes in the sky grew louder and louder, and the gunshots on the ground came one after another, and these two voices chased and rushed in my ears like a reminder, and I had to make a decision immediately.

What to do? Desperate to hide in the tunnel? If those Filipino battalions were to block us, or even the whole regiment, in the tunnel, it would be almost a failure of our mission to hold back the enemy's reinforcements.

Zhao Yongxin and his colleagues also looked at me anxiously, Hu Zili ignored me, as if he believed that I would definitely have a way, and just waited for me to give an order, which made my heart even more 'chaotic'.

Suddenly, I saw the convoy that was still being blown up in the middle of the highway and the corpses of the enemy soldiers who were not in a hurry to clean up in the open field. ”

"Deputy Battalion Commander Cui!" Zhao Yongxin couldn't help but be shocked when he heard this order: "I'm afraid it's not good!" Abandonment of positions? ”

"That's right! Still meeting on the road? Huzi also came up and said: "Pull the troops to the road, there are planes bombing in the sky, and the enemy is fighting on the ground, this"

"Execute the order!" I didn't have time to explain to them any more, so I gritted my teeth and ordered again: "All units immediately withdraw their positions and assemble on the road!" ”

"Yes!" The soldiers answered the call and ran towards the open ground with their guns in hand.

"Get down! Turn over! "When the warriors walked out into the open field, I gave several orders in quick succession, and the warriors followed without thinking. The open ground was full of muddy water and the blood of Filipino soldiers, so when the soldiers stood up again, the cotton clothes were already red and yellow, and from a distance, it was impossible to tell whether they were wearing cotton clothes or the 'camouflage' color uniforms of the Philippine battalion.

"What a name!" At this time, Xu Feng, who was in charge of commanding the third and fourth companies on the opposite side of the road, ran over. He pointed at me with an angry face and asked, "Why did you abandon your position and pull your troops onto the road to be a target for the enemy!" How can anyone command a war like you? ”

"Battalion Commander Xu, don't be in a hurry to explain, you quickly order the other troops to enter the air-raid 'shelter'!" I couldn't help but reply with some reluctance.

"There was a strange roar, a Mustang fighter flew over our heads, and the soldiers fell to the ground in a reciprocal way, but the strange thing is that the fighter plane did not 'shoot' at us, nor did it drop bombs. In a short time, four or five more planes came out of the clouds, and they all circled around us.

At this time, the Philippine battalion, which had been hiding in the forest, cautiously walked out, slowly climbed up to the high ground we had abandoned, and set up all kinds of light and heavy weapons, but did not fire a shot after walking for a long time.

It seems that not only Xu Feng figured out what I was doing, but even the enemies in the Philippine battalion couldn't figure it out, and what they couldn't figure out was how we could so easily abandon our position and run into the open field to make live targets for them.

People are worried about things that are too easy to get and that makes them afraid. They must be wondering if there's some kind of catch."

Their fears proved to be warranted, but it seemed too late.

"Hit!" I gave the order to lie on the ground and '' the sniper rifle was a few 'shots', and I brutally knocked out two enemy machine gunners and a guy with a bazooka in his hand;

Although the soldiers were still suspicious and 'confused', they were not ambiguous about shooting and killing the enemy. As soon as I gave the order, the soldiers found favorable terrain, some of them lay down in puddles, and some of them took the enemy's corpse as a cover, and they all 'manipulated' their light and heavy weapons to attack the enemy. Suddenly, the sound of gunfire and artillery rang out again, but the enemy was condescending and had fortifications to rely on, so he quickly gained the upper hand.

But at this time, something unexpected to the fighters and at the same time unexpected to the Philippine battalion happened, the few Mustang fighters in the sky quickly swooped down and dropped bombs towards the Philippine battalion's position, and with a few violent explosions, the Philippine battalion's gunfire was quickly dumbfounded. Just as they were blown up inexplicably, two more Mustang fighters whizzed back and dropped two incendiary bombs."

With a "boom", two orange-red 'colored' flames rose high, and the location of the Philippine battalion suddenly became a sea of fire, accompanied by a burst of terrible howls from the firelight, the volunteers could clearly see a group of fire people waving their arms in the forest, 'chaotic' jumping, after a long time quieted down, and there was only a burning mountain of flames.

The "Mustangs" did not give up, and continued to search the forest for troops that could be found. As soon as they found something moving in the forest, they swooped and swooped and 'shot', or dropped a few bombs, and finally made a few circles around us before flying away satisfied. It's just that what they don't know is that most of the troops they can find are from the Philippine battalion, because the volunteers are basically hiding in the air-raid 'holes' that have been dug long ago;

"What's wrong with them?" After the enemy plane flew away, Huzi slowly stood up, looked at the still burning position in front of him and said, "Could it be that those planes belong to our troops?" I don't look like it! ”

"That's an enemy plane!" The old squad leader replied with certainty: "I recognize it then, and our planes don't have incendiary bombs, do they?" ”

"Then why are they going to help us fight?" Huzi 'touched' his head and asked, "These planes bomb their own people, don't they bomb us?" Originally, I thought I patted the cotton clothes on my body and said: "The feelings of this Yankee have fooled our Deputy Battalion Commander Cui again, but this time I didn't think much about it!" Why do you think if we go to this open field, this Yankee will treat us as their own? ”

"Isn't that still rolling on the ground?" I laughed?

"What can you do if you roll?" Huzi seems to have some complaints about this: "I Huzi hates rolling the most, I used to roll to avoid the devil's bullets, and in order to save my life, I Huzi endured it But this time it was to obey your kid's orders, and I thought it was awkward when I thought about it at the time." It's like a puppy playing in muddy water,"

"Huzi, don't say it!" Zhao Yongxin seemed to understand something, pointed to the corpse of a Philippine battalion soldier on the ground and said: "Let's roll on the ground, look at it and look like them, or the devil's bombs and incendiary bombs may be thrown on our heads." ”

"Hmm!" Huzi looked at the cotton clothes that were red and black because they were stained with mud and blood, and then looked at the 'camouflage' uniforms on the soldiers of the Philippine battalion. Deputy Battalion Commander Cui, there will be such a good thing next time, let me do a few more rolls! ”

Huzi's words only drew laughter from the soldiers.

I couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief that I had finally deceived the Yankee pilots. In fact, I knew in my heart that it was not enough to just 'get some dirt' on the cotton clothes, but more importantly, the rows of cars on the highway and the two Xiafei tanks in front of the convoy. There were also corpses strewn across the ground.

Not to mention that the volunteers don't have so many cars, even if they do, it is impossible to drive out in broad daylight without camouflage, and even if they do, it is impossible to have a head facing south and a tail facing north, and the volunteers will not have a Xia Fei tank, all these factors are put together, those Yankees look down from the plane, then they will soon make a judgment: the following is the joint *** troops, and their convoy was attacked by the red 'color' army in ambush in the forest. Despite the heavy losses, there is still a force doing stubborn resistance!

Therefore, it is natural that they will use their powerful force to carry out a fierce bombardment of the "red" army ambushed in the forest, and maybe they will complacently report to Ridgway when they return!

"Good fight!" Xu Feng walked over and patted me on the shoulder: "Wipe out the enemy cleanly, but don't lose the position easily next time!" ”

"Yes!" I 'straightened' up.

After fighting for so long, I know very well in my heart what the position means to the volunteers. The most common words of the volunteer soldiers are that they are in the position, and if there is no order from the higher authorities to retreat, they will fight to the last. People must not abandon their positions, otherwise they will be subject to scrutiny at least and will be shot at worst

It is said that when Fan Tianen, the regimental commander of Zhang Jun, was blocking the US army, because a US army squad hit near the regiment headquarters, the two company commanders under Fan Tianen asked Fan Tianen to withdraw quickly out of the psychology of protecting the regiment headquarters. But Fan Tianen was one, the phone call reached the front, and after knowing that the forward position had not been lost, he grabbed the gun and was going to kill the two company commanders?

So if I hadn't succeeded in deceiving the Yankees and bombing the Philippine camp just now, I wouldn't have dared to think about the rest of this......

At this moment, there was a sudden rumbling of motors on the road ahead, the sound was heavy, like the thunder before a storm, rolling in, and the water in the small pit was covered with layers of fine lines. Xu Feng and I couldn't help but glance at each other, and we both knew that it was the Yankees' tank.

"All of them!" Xu Feng shouted: "Enter the position and prepare for battle!" ”

"Yes!" The fighters answered, and soon ran in the direction of the position.

It took a while to extinguish the flames on the position. I was lying on the top of the hill with the soldiers, and I looked out at the road ahead. Before I saw the enemy's tank, I saw a faint black smoke billowing out of the narrow valley in front of me, which was the exhaust gas discharged by the enemy's tank, because the narrow valley space was small, so it could not dissipate for a while, and there were dozens of them.

Then all of a sudden, a tank turned around and appeared in my scope, followed by another "There was a Xia Fei and a Sherman, but after a dozen light and medium tanks, I was surprised to find that the first one followed by the other was all Pershing." I counted a total of twenty-three tanks, eight of which were Pershing.

This Ridgway really spared no expense in order to rescue the Gloucester battalion, and only more than 2,000 Pershing tanks were produced in total, and eight of them appeared here at once.

The front armor of this thing is more than 100 millimeters thick, and our anti-tank grenades can't blow it up at all.

"Pass it on, the big tank can't blow up the front, only the back!" I turned my head and ordered the warrior beside me.

"Yes!" The warrior answered, and soon passed on the order; But I couldn't help but smile bitterly in my heart, if you want this Pershing tank to face *** at us, how easy is it! If these tanks drive past our line unprepared, it's okay, we can still catch him off guard and blow them up behind them, but now"

Just thinking that the tank group in front of me suddenly stopped, I raised my scope and looked ahead, only to see more than a dozen Philippine battalion soldiers in 'camouflage' uniforms rushing out of the roadside, pointing at the US troops.

Seeing the US military observer holding up the telescope on the tank and looking straight this way, I couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Go back to the tunnel, they will start shelling soon!" ”

Sure enough, it didn't take long for the sound of artillery to start, but this time the shelling seemed to be a little different from the past, and their target was not our position, but the open field next to the road.

I know that the U.S. military is using their artillery fire to detonate the mines we have planted in the open field and clear the way for their tanks to move forward. Therefore, the artillery fire was fired forward in a very regular manner, and the sound of artillery first extended from far to near, and then from near to far towards the depth of our army's position.

Perhaps the U.S. military knew that their artillery fire would not be able to inflict much damage on us who were prepared, so not a single shell was 'wasted' on the positions of the volunteers.

As soon as the cannon stopped, the soldiers rushed to the position as fast as they could, but the sight of the scene could not help but startle the soldiers. Those tanks actually came up with artillery fire, and at this time they were only a few dozen meters away from our position. At this time, we could even smell the exhaust fumes coming from the tank.

I saw more than a dozen tanks, large and small, divided into two rows, and the tracks creaked and creeched. It was like a hill made of steel, and in the open ground full of craters, hundreds of American soldiers with guns were covering from time to time as they marched towards our positions. Especially the three Pershings at the end of the line, while they were marching, the muzzles of the black 'holes' and 'holes' changed directions from time to time, and then they only heard a boom, and fired a shell at our position?

The stone chips flew around, and the mud was divided into thousands and hundreds in an instant, and then fell on our bodies and heads like raindrops.

This is also a feature of the Pershing tank, and its advanced suspension allows it to aim and shoot accurately while moving forward, which other tanks can't do.

"Hit!" When the tank group was still more than ten meters away from the position of our troops, I fired the first shot at the first order. At this time, if we really want to let these steel behemoths get close to our defense, not to mention those tank guns, even the light machine guns and anti-aircraft machine guns on the tanks will make us unbearable.

I raised my rifle and "banged" twice to knock down the two 'shooters' who were holding high-altitude machine guns on the turrets of the tanks, but before I could fire a third shot, the high-altitude machine guns on the other tanks were like crazy at me. The location called. The bullet made the dirt and stones splash everywhere as if they were made of water, and I couldn't even lift my head?

The light and heavy weapons in the hands of the fighters also fired, and the target was naturally the infantry following the tank, but firing also meant that the target was ***. Hearing a loud bang, three soldiers in a heavy machine gun position were blown away, and the heavy machine gun also flew into the sky, and then with a sonorous sound, they fell heavily to the ground and became a pile of scrap metal.

This made me realize that fighting tanks is not as easy as I originally thought, and if there is no artillery fire to isolate the infantry behind the tank, and the infantry fights the tank exclusively, it will be a collision of flesh and steel.

The last time the British Royal Tank Battalion was able to defeat the British army so smoothly, it was also because the tank could not play its firepower advantage at night, but now it is daytime."

The distance of a few tens of meters is not a long time for the advancing tank, and soon a tank with a long barrel appeared around the corner, and I didn't want to 'draw' the grenade and pull the string and throw it at the rear of the tank, one after the other, three in a row. I knew very well that if it wasn't for an anti-tank grenade, it wouldn't pose a threat to the tank at all, so my goal was not to get a tank, but to follow the infantry behind it.

Listening to a few loud "booms", there was a scream from the US military below, and I think this also fully educated them. Hiding behind a tank does not mean safety.

"Groan," the high-altitude machine gun burst like a bean shot rang out again, sending the rocks next to me falling like tofu.

I hurriedly ran down a few steps with my waist bent, then raised my rifle and leaned out quickly, "Bang! With a single shot, the high-level "shooting" machine gunner who was still "firing" on the tank turret was killed, and the machine gunner fell into the tank compartment with his head tilted. I could even hear the bullet penetrating the machine gun with a crisp sound on the top cover of the tank?

At this time, the horror was settled, and the tank stopped and slowly turned its turret towards our position. At that moment, my heart was so frightened by the barrel of the black 'hole' and 'hole' that I jumped twice!

Blow it up? I only have one ordinary grenade left in my hand, although the armor of the Xiafei tank in front of me is not thick, but it is not something that ordinary grenades can deal with;

Dodge? Maybe I can escape, but what about my comrades-in-arms behind me? They were still busy 'shooting' at the enemy and didn't notice the intruding tank, and once they let this tank fire a few shots behind their comrades, the consequences would be unimaginable!

No, be sure to blow it up!

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but be ruthless, put down my sniper rifle and took a few steps back, then took a few deep breaths, and then rushed forward, and at the moment when the barrel of the tank gun was facing me, I jumped up from the small edge."