Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Bloody Battle at the Top of the Mountain

“Go!”

Armed with a rifle with bayonets, James, the commander of the American Captain's Company, led the remaining more than 40 American soldiers out of the bunker halfway up the mountainside.

The more than 40 American soldiers saw James, as the captain and company commander, rushing to the front, and they all put life and death aside one by one, followed James and marched bravely towards the top of the mountain, which was only more than 50 meters away from them.

Just now, I heard some US soldiers shooting frantically at the bottom of the mountain, and suddenly, the gunfire stopped abruptly, which aroused the high vigilance of platoon commander Liu Sanshun.

After less than five minutes, Liu Sanshun, the platoon leader lying on the snow on the top of the mountain, raised his head slightly and glanced down at the top of the mountain.

At this moment, he saw more than 40 American soldiers, armed with bayonet rifles, trotting all the way up to the top of the hill where they were, getting closer and closer to them.

From the initial fifty meters, it only took a blink of an eyelid to become forty meters.

Seeing that they were getting closer and closer, platoon commander Liu Sanshun did not panic in the slightest, and he immediately issued a loud order to the remaining dozen or so soldiers: "Comrades, the American devils at the bottom of the mountain are about to rush to our mountaintop, and it is too late for us to shoot back now, but we can't sit still."

"Now, obey my orders, everyone take off the big blades they are carrying on their backs and hold them in their hands, and we will fight with these American devils. In any case, they could not be allowed to seize the commanding heights of the mountaintop. ”

Just waiting for the order of the platoon commander Liu Sanshun, the soldiers who were still lying on the snow just now all stood up one after another, and suddenly, there was a sound of "ho ho ho", just blinking their eyelids twice, and all the soldiers were holding big blades in their hands, ready for close combat.

Even Sun Lei, who had just carried out the grenade throwing mission, also rushed over at this time, as a new soldier, he took out a large blade from the back of the corpse of a veteran lying on the snow, and held it in his hand, standing with the platoon commander Liu Sanshun and the other dozen soldiers.

When platoon commander Liu Sanshun led less than 20 soldiers, including Sun Lei, each holding a large blade in their hands, and making all preparations for battle, the more than 40 American soldiers who rushed forward from the bottom of the mountain were already less than 30 meters away from them.

With the pace of time, the distance between the two sides is gradually shortening: 30 meters, 25 meters, 20 meters, 15 meters, 10 meters......

"Comrades, rush down with me!"

As a platoon commander, Liu Sanshun saw that the more than 40 US soldiers who were rushing up from the bottom of the mountain were still about 10 meters away from them, and he immediately waved the big blade in his hand, shouted loudly, and rushed down to the top of the mountain.

"Rush!"

"Kill!"

The dozen or so soldiers standing on the left and right sides were also full of blood and blood, and they all shouted loudly while following the platoon commander Liu Sanshun to rush down to the top of the mountain.

Under the leadership of platoon commander Liu Sanshun, it took less than 10 seconds for more than a dozen soldiers of the third company and one platoon of the Volunteer Army to rush to a place more than five meters below the top of the mountain.

I saw Niu Tiezhu, the leader of a platoon and a squad of the Third Company of the Volunteers, returning to the house with the big blade he was holding, facing a US soldier who stabbed him in front of him.

With a "bang", the rifle in the hand of the American soldier made a muffled sound at the moment when the blade slammed on, and because Niu Tiezhu's knife was slashed down with great force, the American soldier let go of his hand, and the rifle fell on the snow on the hillside between the two of them.

To say that the quality of the gun made by this Yankee is still acceptable, Niu Tiezhu used so much force that he didn't cut off the barrel of the rifle, but only cut a not very deep hole, and there was a gap in the blade of the big blade.

Fortunately, the American soldier standing in front of him was bare-handed at this time, Niu Tiezhu said that it was too late, and then quickly, and again used the big blade he was holding in his hand, almost with all his strength, and stabbed the American soldier standing in front of him in the chest.

With a crisp sound, Niu Tiezhu stabbed the big blade in his hand directly into the chest of the American soldier standing in front of him, and was stabbed through by this big blade from the front chest to the back at once.

When Niu Tiezhu pulled out the big blade, he immediately let out a "stab" sound, and the blood of the American soldier who had been stabbed through the chest flowed straight out, and soon the blood that flowed down was sprinkled on the white snow and flowed all over the ground.

With a "bang", the American soldier who had been stabbed through the chest and lost too much blood fell backwards in a pool of blood in less than five seconds, and was killed by Niu Tiezhu.

Niu Tiezhu, the squad leader who was bent on avenging the six soldiers of the dead squad, was out of control after killing the American soldiers with the bloody blade he was holding.

Niu Tiezhu, who was on a killing spree, hacked to death at least five US soldiers in just two minutes, and every US soldier who was stabbed by him was killed by him.

In two minutes, Niu Tiezhu was like a murderous grim reaper, killing the US soldiers who did not dare to get close, and they were so frightened that they hid far away, for fear that they would be killed by this red-eyed Chinese soldier.

However, the other volunteer soldiers, except for platoon commander Liu Sanshun and veteran Deng Sanshui, as well as Sun Lei, the other dozen or so soldiers were stabbed to death by the bayonets on the rifles of the American soldiers, and lost their combat effectiveness.

The surviving platoon commander Liu Sanshun and veteran Deng Sanshui, as well as Sun Lei and Niu Tiezhu, became the targets of the siege by the remaining more than 30 US soldiers.

Because in the eyes of these American soldiers, as long as they kill these four Chinese soldiers and occupy the high ground on the top of the mountain, the possibility of their survival will be greatly increased, and naturally they all regard death as home.

In terms of one-on-one combat ability, Niu Tiezhu is definitely a powerful character, but after two minutes, he was surrounded in the middle by five American soldiers, and he couldn't cope with the big blade stained with blood in his hand.

Soon, in less than a minute, Niu Tiezhu, who was struggling to support, was stabbed in many places, and the wounds of different depths kept flowing hot blood, although it was already early in the morning, in this cold and freezing harsh environment, the blood that flowed out quickly coagulated into red frost.

As the old saying goes, two fists are hard to beat with four hands, and a good man can't stand up to many people. In less than a minute of confrontation, Niu Tiezhu endured the pain from multiple wounds on his body, he gritted his teeth, hacked two American soldiers to death, or lay down in a pool of blood, closed his eyes, and never got up again.