Chapter 10 Baseball

"it!" Regiment Commander Chu smashed his fist fiercely, and ordered a soldier beside him: "Third battalion commander, take two companies up, bring more grenades, surround this group of Iron Kings from two directions, and throw the grenades into it."

"Yes!" The soldier, known as the commander of the third battalion, saluted and went down to prepare.

I couldn't help but secretly praise Commander Chu in my heart, this is also a good way, if I can throw dozens of grenades into the tank circle, then there are basically not a few infantry left. Solve the infantry inside, those tanks will only wait for death in this dark light blind night, whatever we want.

The two companies quickly organized an attack, and in the moonlight, instead of shouting and rushing towards the enemy, as usual, they scattered in the snow and crawled forward relying on trees and terrain.

It seems that the soldiers of the volunteer army are not only brave and ruthless, to be honest, I was quite surprised to see this scene, since I came to this world until now, it is the first time I have seen the soldiers not stand up and rush forward to kill.

But think about it, although this "Xiafei" tank is a light tank, it is equipped with two 7.62 mm machine guns and one 12.7 mm anti-aircraft machine gun. In total, there are 60 or 70 machine guns equipped with these more than 20 tanks in front of him, not to mention that there is also a company of infantry covering inside. If they still puff up their chests and charge in groups as before, I am afraid that even if a regiment of people rushes up this time, it will not be enough for them to fight.

The volunteer soldiers must also know these data, because they have also suffered from it. After the Japanese surrendered, the United States gave a large number of tanks to help them build up armored forces, most of which were this M24 "Xiafei" tank.

In the night, more than 200 troops slowly crawled towards the tank group in the middle on the snow, and from a distance, it slowly eroded an isolated island in the middle like a raging sea. Commander Chu clenched his fists and stared at the battlefield, as if he was worried about the safety of the soldiers. Although the method is feasible, there will inevitably be considerable losses under the powerful firepower of the US military.

"Da ......" When the volunteers were still more than 100 meters away from the US army, the US troops opened fire. Perhaps because of the low visibility in the night, their machine guns and rifles, which had a range of 700 meters, waited until the volunteers got closer to more than 100 meters before they began to shoot.

Suddenly, the foot of the mountain exploded like a pot, and the sound of gunfire, explosions, and bullets became loud. Many of the warriors who had been crawling forward stopped silently, and I know that those who did not continue to climb forward were not afraid of the enemy's fire, but for the only reason they would stop, and that was that they had given their precious lives.

Ninety meters, the volunteers continued to climb, and the speed was not slowed down by the firepower of the American army, although some of the soldiers were constantly hit by stray bullets, but they simply ignored it.

In modern times, I read an article about a US pilot who bombed the ranks of the volunteers, and was surprised to find that the volunteers completely ignored the bombs that fell in the ranks, and even if someone was killed or injured, the volunteers did not pause at all, and did not even look back, so the flying army kept wondering if he had blown up the wrong person.

Eighty meters, it was clear that the Americans did not use all their machine guns, the fire network was not as strong as we originally thought, except for a few machine guns, most of them were American GIs hiding behind tanks and shooting at the volunteers. They were saving ammunition and preparing for a night of war.

Seventy meters, at this time, the U.S. troops finally couldn't hold it back, and the machine guns on more than ten tanks roared and spewed out tongues of fire, and the bullets in the sky splashed snow powder in front of the position, only to cover the surroundings of the volunteers as if a layer of white fog was covered.

"......", at this time a horn sounded on the battlefield, and the volunteer soldiers who climbed to the front threw out a row of grenades, but the target was not those tanks, but the open space in front of the tanks, and it was impossible to throw the grenades seventy meters away from lying on the ground.

With a series of explosions, the volunteer soldiers shouted and rushed forward with the smoke raised by the grenades. The U.S. military also seemed to be aware of the danger, and no longer bothered to save bullets and fired all the machine guns. Looking down from the top of the hill, I saw that the foot of the mountain was full of white light from bullets, spreading out from the tank group like a fishing net.

In front of the fire net intertwined with the enemy's grenades and machine guns, the volunteer soldiers fell in pieces, but they still rushed forward regardless of life and death, stepping on the blood of their comrades, stepping over the corpses of their comrades, and approaching the target step by step...... Finally, one of the fighters rushed to the range of the bomb, and with all their strength they threw the grenade that had been prepared for a long time......

"Bang!" In a hurry, an American soldier raised a sapper shovel and hit the grenade back like a baseball by the moonlight, and the grenade exploded outside the tank circle, but the American soldier did not suffer any damage.

......The American soldier cheered and waved his fist to demonstrate to the volunteers, and the rest of the American troops followed suit, drawing their sapper shovels to deal with the grenades thrown by the volunteers.

Americans love to play baseball, almost every household has practiced, and some even play from childhood to adulthood, so there is really nothing to say about the accuracy and strength, and eight out of ten grenades thrown by the volunteers will be shot, and some will be picked away by them even if they explode in them without any loss.

On the other hand, the soldiers of the Volunteer Army, more than 200 people rushed to the point where they had lost more than half of their lives, and they could not stand up under the pressure of the enemy's firepower......

"Boom! Another home run! "As one grenade after another was fired out by the American troops, they brazenly raised their sapper shovels in a posture ready to hit and shouted at us:

"Is that what it takes? Chinese! ”

"One more, give me more, bastard!"

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"Holy shit!" Although the volunteers couldn't understand what they were saying, they also knew that they were provoking, and although their eyes were red with anger, they couldn't do anything about them for a while.

These bastards, who can understand what they say, have a nameless fire rising in my heart. I gritted my teeth, and my right hand unconsciously clenched the M1 rifle in my hand!