Two failed assaults. The U.S. military realized that they couldn't eat hot tofu in a hurry, so they spent the morning in peace, except for the occasional cold cannon fired at our position in the U.S. camp. This gave us time to finish the fortifications on the top of the hill and take time to cook a full meal.

At this time, the reason why we dared to bury a pot to cook on the battlefield was because we had a kind of mentality of breaking the pot and breaking it, anyway, our every move was under the monitoring of the US military's high-powered telescope, and there was not much difference between making a fire and not making a fire.

However, it was difficult to get water, because the source of the water was a mountain spring at the foot of the mountain. Although its location is on the inner side of the three highlands of our army, it has to run down the high ground to get water, and then pass through an open area dozens of meters away, which is exactly the time when the US military retaliates and demonstrates against our army with artillery fire, and the green smoke from cooking often attracts Yankee artillery fire.

So the meal wasn't very comfortable, and we had to pay for the lives of three of our soldiers, and in the end we had to make a pit for cooking, which made the Yankees helpless.

"Deputy Battalion Commander Cui!" During the meal, Battalion Commander Li came up and said, "It's been a morning, and there is no movement at all." Do you think this Yankee still dares to attack our position? ”

"I'm looking......" Before I could answer, the soldier next to him excitedly answered: "This Yankee has killed so many people at once, I'm afraid that my guts are all scared!" It's okay if he doesn't come to attack, if you really dare to come up, we'll beat him a few times if you come back a few times! ”

"That's it, the weapons of this big brother of the Soviet Union are really good!" A young volunteer soldier grabbed the turntable machine gun in his hand and raised it: "This round of bullets is out." The Yankees fell in a big swath. No, they've only attacked twice, and more people have fallen than us! Even if we are heroic, it is not wronged, at least there is a backer! ”

The warriors all laughed happily when they heard this.

It can be seen that after the victory of these two battles, the soldiers have strengthened a lot of confidence, but I still have to pour a basin of cold water on them: "The failure of the Yankees' two attacks is to a large extent due to the reason for quick success, and their task is to quickly insert into the rear of our army to divide and encircle our army, so they want to fight quickly and launch an attack on our army before they are ready." Coupled with the fact that their estimate of our firepower was also seriously distorted, it was only after such heavy casualties. Now that they have not attacked for such a long time, it is not because they are afraid of us, but because they are reestimating our firepower and making some corresponding preparations, I think when they attack again, it will not be so easy to repel them. ”

"Deputy Battalion Commander Cui is right!" Battalion Commander Li nodded approvingly: "The troops that this group of Yankees encountered along the way all retreated from the front line, and the troops withdrawn from the front line of our army have one characteristic, that is, they are basically in a state of running out of ammunition and food. So when these Yankees encounter us with little resistance along the way, they assume that we are in this situation as well. Under this kind of thinking, they made the mistake of underestimating the enemy, and let us pick up a big bargain. But after these two big battles, I think those Yankees are waking us up! ”

The warriors let out a heart-warming laugh again, as if they were still basking in the victory they had just won.

Most of them were entering the war for the first time, and even the more than 100 soldiers I brought with me were many of them as supplementary soldiers who only entered the war during the fifth campaign, so it should be said that they were indeed proud to have achieved such results in the first battle. But what they don't understand is that I don't care about any merit at all, I only care about whether I can get them out of this battlefield alive.

Although I haven't eaten enough in my mouth. But I was worried that it would be inconvenient to fight if I was too full, so after eating for seven or eight minutes, I had to desperately resist the smell of the white rice. Don't doubt this temptation, we may dismiss these white rice in modern times, but if we have been eating the musty fried noodles for months, we will think that this white rice is a delicacy.

There is also an advantage of fighting during the day, that is, only a few dark posts need to be arranged on the high ground, and the enemy will definitely know about it as soon as it attacks, so most of the fighters can rest in the tunnels with peace of mind.

After taking a few sips of water from the water bottle from the soldiers, his eyelids quickly sank slowly, and when he was full of food and drink, he naturally wanted to sleep more. The soldiers were tired from the battle for several days, so after a while, there were bursts of snoring in the tunnel, and many soldiers even fell asleep with half a mouthful of food in their mouths. I was also exhausted, so I tilted my head against the side of the pit and fell asleep.

"Boom!" A loud bang woke us up, and almost as soon as I opened my eyes and before my head could be cleared, I reflexively grabbed my gun and ran out of the tunnel, and then when I shook my head and finally pulled myself out of my sleep and into reality, I realized that I was already on the top of the mountain.

Looking at the foot of the mountain through layers of gunpowder smoke and bombed debris flying all over the sky, the first thing that caught my eye was the hordes of American troops coming towards us at the foot of the mountain. As they advanced, they fired indiscriminately at our positions with their weapons, and some American troops also fired smoke bombs at us with Bazooka rockets.

"Whew!" A strange scream slashed over my head, making me realize that this time the Yankees were waiting for the planes to attack. Then, before we could react, a dense burst of bullets rained down from under the plane, and several fighters were immediately shot in pools of blood.

"Deputy Battalion Commander Cui!" After the plane passed, a volunteer soldier guarding the direction of the road shouted at me: "The enemy tank is coming!" ”

I hurriedly ran over to take a look, only to see that there were more than a dozen tanks of various sizes on the road, covering the infantry of the brigade along the road. While attacking heights 259 and 273.1, they also divided four "Pershing" tanks and drove at great speed towards the open field in the center of the three heights.

"Boom!" With a bang, one of the tanks opened fire, and a pile of loess exploded not far in front of us, making us realize that the targets of these tanks were our high ground.

Seeing this, I couldn't help but curse, and the Yankees began to play his multi-arm cooperative operation again, and also focused the attack on the 307.3 high ground where I was.

The 307.3 Heights can now be said to be attacked on five sides, with a large number of US troops attacking on the front and flanks, and the "Pershing" tanks in the back with thick armor and long range directly threatening the rear of our army, and there are also "Mustang" fighters bombing in the air......

These Yankees are not stupid, and they also see that the 307.3 high ground is the weak point of our army, as long as the 307.3 high ground is captured, then the anticline fortifications of the other two heights will soon be exposed to the firepower of the US army, and at that time, the US army only needs to set up machine guns, mortars, rocket artillery, etc. on the 307.3 high ground, and it can easily knock out the fortifications of the other two heights one by one.

"What's going on! Just let the tank break in? "Seeing that the four Pershings were about to cross the valley between the two highlands, I couldn't help but be nervous.

Although it was only four "Pershings", once they broke into the open ground in the center, it would be like a nail in the center of our position, and the tank guns and various machine guns equipped on the tanks could pose a threat to any of our heights at any time. Moreover, once the "Pershing" heavy tanks with thick armor entered the open field in the center, it would be even more difficult for the volunteers to blow them up.

Originally, I thought that the Yankees would not have the courage to let the tanks drive through such a valley, because of the volunteers stationed on the 259 and 273.1 heights on both sides of the road. It seems that just by dropping a few anti-tank grenades condescendingly from above, it is easy to blow up a tank that is about to break in.

But now it seems that the fighters on Heights 259 and 273.1, all too busy dealing with enemy attacks and aircraft bombardment, did not notice this, and allowed the four Pershings to rush in. Even if some fighters found them and wanted to run to the high ground to block them, they would soon be intercepted by US fighters.

"Boom!" Finally, an anti-tank grenade exploded among the four tanks, but the speed of the tank was so fast that the grenade fell far behind the tank. A few more bangs followed, and the last tank was finally blown into a ball of fireball, but the first three were throttling on their horsepower and roaring forward like a beast.

"This sucks!" Looking at these three "Pershings" that broke straight in, I couldn't help but feel a chill in my heart, and let these three big guys break in, but I was afraid that these three highlands would not be able to hold on.

At this moment, a loud roar was heard, and the tank led by it burst into a cloud of smoke, and then drove further for a while and could no longer move. I looked at the foot of the mountain in amazement, and was stunned to find that the howitzers in the tunnel had been pulled out by the artillery of the Volunteer Army at some unknown time, and at this time they were firing shells at the two tanks. For some reason, more than a dozen of them were already lying on the ground covered in blood.

The second tank quickly turned around and came out of the side, only to hear some of the artillerymen at the foot of the hill shouting "Release!" Then there were a few "......booms", and four shells hit the tank's flank with great precision, while the tank was hit and did not move. The volunteer fighters who opened fire also fell in large numbers. For a while, there was blood everywhere on the barrels and ammunition boxes, and the artillerymen, who were still shooting at the enemy tanks with their chests up, fell in a pool of blood in the blink of an eye.

At this time, I realized what was going on with the artillerymen who were injured and fell to the ground just now, there is a safety boundary for artillery shooting, and this safety boundary is the shortest distance between the cannon and the target, if it is less than this minimum distance, then the shells that shoot out will explode while hitting the target, and its shrapnel will also injure itself by mistake.

The security of the 155-mm howitzers in the hands of the volunteers was 200 meters, but the distance between those tanks and the artillery positions at this time was only a few tens of meters...... Other words. These artillerymen were almost using their lives to withstand the pace of the tanks.

The third tank came out again, and the only five remaining volunteer artillerymen got up from the ground, at this time they were already covered in blood and couldn't stand on their feet, but they still insisted on standing up, looking at the steel monster that was driving towards them dozens of meters away without fear, and reloading and aiming at themselves to ......

At the same time, the tank also rotated its turret and pointed at the volunteers, and then the muzzle of the black hole suddenly erupted a ball of red flames, "Boom! After all, the volunteer soldiers were still not as fast as the tanks, and even the people and artillery were blown away.

The tank, as if fearing that there were still living volunteer fighters on the artillery position, would pose a threat to it, so it burst into the dozen howitzers with the sound of rumbling motors, and the machine guns clattered, strafing the corpses of every volunteer soldier on the ground, and the tracks made a piercing scream that flattened every howitzer in its way. It was as if it was showing off its strength and showing off its strength to all the volunteer soldiers on the high ground.

But just then, I noticed that right in front of the tank, a volunteer soldier with both legs blown off and bandages on his head was biting off the string of the grenade with the last of his strength, and then stared intently at the tank that was slowly moving towards him, and next to him were boxes of shells piled up in a haphazard manner......

A loud bang, a flame, and a great life disappeared along with the enemy's tank. In a few minutes, only a few minutes, this tank unit, which had been inserted into the hinterland of our position, disappeared under the resistance of the blood and lives of the volunteers. A tank splitting battle carefully planned by the U.S. military was also completely crushed.

But I knew that this was not easy, because in just a few minutes, there were more than 20 volunteer soldiers who knew that the end of such a fight would be the burning of jade, but they still did not hesitate to sacrifice their lives.

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In this chapter, I would like to pay tribute to Hua Yingui, commander of the artillery company of the 540th Regiment of the 180th Division of the 60th Army, and the soldiers of the company. In the end, most of the soldiers of the company, including Hua Yingui, died.

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