Chapter 15: The Battle of the Nameless Mountain

Before they had gone far, there was a sound of machine guns and rocket launchers behind them, presumably from Company Commander Zhao and their fire.

"Is the helicopter really back?" Chen Ye glanced at me and said jokingly: "I said Comrade Xiao Cui, you can really catch up with Zhuge Liang's god back then, let you calculate everything!" ”

"Blind, blind!" I smiled embarrassedly, in fact, I don't care what kind of god I am, I just know that the U.S. military has a habit of evaluating after the war. Every time they shoot and bomb, or after bombers, they will go back to see the results of the battle and collect data for the next operation.

This plane can be given to South Korea, but the pilots cannot be trained in three days or two days, and the high-tech electronic equipment on it cannot be learned in the time of a meal, so of course it is the Americans who operate the helicopter.

In addition, in World War I and World War II, China's performance was extremely poor, so the Americans have never taken Chinese soldiers seriously. Didn't MacArthur say, "Give me two divisions, and I can get North Korea!" "If Chinese dares to go to war, I will organize a massacre and let Chinese blood flow like a river......"

So under the condition of this habit of underestimating the enemy, it is natural that the helicopter will go back to see the results of the battle, but this time, I am afraid that that thing will never go back.

"Report!" At this time, a soldier dressed in camouflage and knew at a glance that it was a scout trotted all the way to the head of Chu and saluted: "Report to the regiment commander, a puppet army was found two miles ahead, the number is unknown, and there are about two regiments of troops!" ”

"Radio!"

"Report to the Captain!" A fighter with a red face reported: "Radio ...... The radio station was blown up just now. ”

"How?" When the head of the regiment Chu heard this, he was anxious, he blushed and shouted loudly: "The radio station is not such an important thing as it is not protected, and now we are not deaf and blind?" ”

"Communicator!" After a pause, he immediately summoned two soldiers and said: "You immediately find the division headquarters, tell us the location and situation, and tell Division Commander Deng that we will stop the enemy and will never let the enemy go further north." ”

"Huh?" I couldn't help but be stunned when I heard this, with the strength of one regiment to fight two regiments? Not to mention the disadvantage in numbers, the enemy still has artillery, and the Yankees are supported by aircraft......

"The whole group has it!" Commander Chu shouted: "Get ready for battle, advance at full speed, and seize the favorable terrain before the enemy!" ”

"Yes!"

The volunteers answered and ran in the direction of the enemy with all their might, and their speed was by no means much slower than the 100-meter sprint I used to have at school. At first glance, the more than 2,000 volunteer soldiers rushed forward like a torrent of steel, and I couldn't help running, but the scenes of airplanes and artillery bombardment kept flashing in my mind, and I couldn't help but shiver.

The two armies walked opposite each other on the road of more than two miles, but they met after a cup of tea. The volunteers only turned the foot of the mountain, and suddenly found that the enemy was not far ahead, only to see that the puppet army was jumping down from the trucks one by one and climbing up the mountain, and it seemed that the purpose was also to seize those high grounds.

"Comrades, speed up! Be sure to get ahead of the enemy! Elder Chu shouted.

"Yes!"

The volunteers again picked up speed and rushed forward, and then there was a dramatic scene on the battlefield, and before the battle had even begun, a running race began between the enemy and the enemy. The enemy was on that side of the hill, and our troops were on the other side of the hill, and both sides ran with all their might towards the hill, which was dotted with a few trees. There is no doubt that whoever runs to the top of the hill first will have the first opportunity and occupy the advantageous terrain.

......I don't know what time it was, but several volunteer gunners had set up 60 guns and 82 guns and fired at the enemy, and after a while, they heard explosions and screams coming from the other side of the mountain. Mortars are characterized by the fact that because of the large curved arc of their trajectory, they can easily go around the hill and hit the enemy on the other side, while the enemy's more powerful field guns and howitzers are difficult to do.

In about a quarter of an hour after the "killing of the ......", the volunteers successfully rushed up the mountain. Although the South Korean Army was born and raised in the locals and was familiar with both the climate and the terrain, they did not run fast because they relied too much on modern means of transport under the care of the Americans. The volunteer soldiers, known as the "iron footboard", relied on two legs whether they were pulling mountains or wading into the water, so they won the running battle without any suspense.

With the crisp sound of gunfire, the soldiers who had just climbed the hill happened to see the enemy climbing up on the other side, and they did not wait for the order to pick up the 38 cover in their hands and shoot, and when I climbed the hill and looked down, the enemy under the hill had fallen in large pieces.

However, this group of puppet troops was not as indifferent as they encountered in the previous two battles, perhaps knowing that we were not numerous, or perhaps relying on the support of aircraft and artillery, they still stubbornly organized a charge under such an obvious disadvantage, and several Browning light machine guns roared down the hillside and fired rows of bullets, covering the puppet army to rush upwards one after another. The M1 rifles in the hands of the puppet army also fired indiscriminately into the mountain.

The rate of fire of the Browning light machine gun can reach as fast as 600 rounds per minute, plus the rifles in the hands of those puppet soldiers, and suddenly the bullets rained down the mountain, only to hit the volunteers unable to raise their heads.

It turned out that this was the legendary fire suppression, I lay on the ground and didn't dare to move, only to hear the bullets whistling in my ears, and from time to time bullets hit me, stirring up bursts of snow powder on my face.

No wonder it is said that the volunteers are going to fight at night, not to mention the aircraft and artillery in this broad daylight, the firepower on this land alone is not of the same grade, isn't there a saying: "The firepower of a regiment of the enemy is stronger than the firepower of an army of the volunteers?" "In such a situation, no matter how brave the volunteers are, it will be difficult to fight head-on with the enemy's firepower.

I can't help but be a little timid, if the artillery bombardment is thunder and shocking, then this fire suppression is rain, it is unavoidable!

With a "poof...... sound, a volunteer soldier lying next to me picked up his gun and was about to charge, but he was knocked to the ground by several bullets, and warm blood spilled all over my face.

"How can this stand up?" I thought to myself over and over again, "It's full of bullets, isn't it going to die when you stand up?" Isn't that suicide? "At this moment, I have no way to understand the actions of these volunteer soldiers, but I also know in my heart that if I continue like this and wait until the enemy continues to rush in front of me, the result will still be the same.

So I thought of retreating, and I got on the ground and struggled to turn around and crawl backwards, but what I didn't think about was that I had to be very careful to turn around on this snow, especially on this sloped snow. I missed one of my heels and slid down the hill......

"Mom, isn't this a sheep in the mouth of a tiger?"

I couldn't help but slide down the hill, and my whole body was exposed to those puppet soldiers, and immediately several puppet soldiers came towards me with guns.

I groaned in my heart: "Now my life is going to be over." ”

But at this critical juncture, a miracle appeared again, just like when I was about to fall, I always reflexively stretched out my hand, I subconsciously raised the rifle in my hand, "......bang bang bang" a few gunshots, I shot all eight bullets in the M1 rifle in one go, and the magazine bounced out with a "clang" sound, and the puppet soldiers who were trying to shoot at me were all shot and fell to the ground without exception, and also took a machine gunner and an assistant in front of me.

Ignoring the ever-increasing speed of the descent and the stunned expressions of the enemy, I pulled out the box cannon pinned to my waist and laid it flat, pointed it at the enemy, and threw four or five more enemies to the ground.

There were a few "poofs......" sounds in my ears, and I saw that not far in front of me were two puppet soldiers holding M1s and shooting at me, but because I was sliding too fast, all their bullets missed. Seeing that I was about to slide in front of them, I dropped my rifle and pistol, kicked my feet back with all my might, and swooped down on them like arrows as fast as I was sliding. When I got to them, I grabbed them by the neck with both hands and one by one, and I grunted twice, and when I fell to the ground, the necks of these two guys were broken.

There was a small snowflake next to me, and I knew that it was the enemy shooting at me, so I hurriedly rolled on the ground a few times, and stopped right next to the machine gun position that I had just eliminated. I don't want to think too much, just pick up the machine gun and shoot. With a dense "da-......" sound, strings of white snowflakes like small fountains rose on the snow, and the puppet army spewed bright red blood flowers, and then they all slid down the hillside in a strange and terrifying pose.

......The volunteers on the top of the hill took advantage of this opportunity to attack, and they rushed into the enemy with their bayonets like tigers descending the mountain. In terms of firepower, the volunteer army is not as good as these well-equipped puppet army, but in terms of hand-to-hand combat, where will these puppet army be the opponent of the volunteer army. The puppet army, which was originally in an offensive posture, was defeated in just one shot, and the whole army no longer had the courage to resist and retreated down the mountain like a flood.

"Well played!" At some point, Hou Huzi came to me and laughed and said, "Dog's day is beautiful!" ”

After saying that, he continued to chase the puppet army with the bloody bayonet, but I, at once, collapsed in front of the machine gun, and could no longer exert half of my strength.