The battle for the upper and lower heights of 147 outside Yong'an City had just come to an end, and the red light produced by shooting from top to bottom was already more than that in the opposite direction.

With a "boom", a grenade exploded, and it was the last soldier of the 173rd Regiment who attacked the high ground, and when he saw that he couldn't do anything, he directly pulled the grenade on his body and died together with the two Japanese soldiers who had come to him.

"Qian Hui, go up again, take back the high ground for Lao Tzu!" There was a hoarse cry from the darkness under the high ground, it was Yu Guangliang.

"I'm Qian Hui, the commander of the first battalion, and if you go up to fifty people, you must keep the high ground this time!" Qian Hui's voice sounded, and he was already personally in battle with a box cannon.

That's why he had to shout his name in the dark, because the battle had reached such a point that the formation of the 173rd Regiment had been completely chaotic, and the soldiers could not find officers, and the officers could not find soldiers, so the officers with rich experience in night battles reported their names one after another to organize the battle.

Fifty more people quickly gathered around Qian Hui, although they were from different companies or even different battalions, but this was the soldier of the 173rd Regiment, there was no ambiguity in the war, and he was not afraid of chaos in the formation, and he would not put down the gun in his hand no matter what!

Because Yu Guangliang said to his soldiers after becoming the commander of this regiment, I don't care if we win the battle or lose the battle, remember, when we are soldiers, we must hold the guns in our hands, don't learn from the thousands of soldiers who lost their weapons when the defense of Nanjing was fought to the end, and let the devils kill like chickens and dogs, our 74th Army does not have such a tradition! Our 74th Army was the only team that retired with a gun at that time! Instead of dying in the nest, it's better to have a good time with the little devil!

"Machine gun cover!" Yu Guangliang's voice sounded again, and more than a dozen Czech-style crisp and continuous gunshots rang out on the two wings of their position.

They are the elite of the national army, their weapons are the best and the most firepower, and their soldiers are the most capable of fighting!

Yu Guangliang was lying behind a stone at this time, and he was also holding a Chinese rifle in his hand, and as a regiment commander, he also directly participated in the battle, because he was really anxious!

The division commander was still in command of the 172nd Regiment in the battle of Yong'an City, and he had to take the 147th Heights and hold it.

Because this highland is the strategic commanding heights in the south of Yong'an City, and the Japanese army now seems to be extremely fierce, and even took the initiative to fight a night battle with itself, if this strategic commanding heights are lost, then the division commander Hao Lingqi and the 1172nd Regiment will not be dumplings by the devil?

As soon as Qian Hui "rushed", the soldiers launched an attack on the high ground in front of them under the cover of firepower.

However, as soon as the gunfire of the national army flashed in the dark night, the Japanese army also found the target, so the same bullet streamer hit the covering fire of the 173rd regiment, and the Japanese counterattack began.

The trajectory of the bullets on both sides intertwined in the night, and although it was only a visual remnant captured by someone's eyes, Yu Guangliang knew that his soldiers were still rushing forward in a desperate manner.

So, he put the rifle to his shoulder again, he was the regimental commander and a veteran.

Pushing the bolt of the gun, he began to aim at a deflagration point that was shooting a stream of light in his direction, he positioned the muzzle of the gun five centimeters above the deflagration point, and then pulled the trigger.

He no longer looked at whether the Japanese fire point would shoot streamers, and the gun didn't pull back, and he rolled and hid behind another rock.

Just as he rolled away, several crooked bullets hit the spot where he had just shot.

The reason why Yu Guangliang ran away after shooting was because he was a veteran, he knew how to protect himself, and he was full of confidence in his marksmanship.

Yu Guangliang rarely went into battle to operate the gun in person after he became the head of the regiment, but he knew that his craft would never be lost, and it was his craft to shoot the gun accurately.

To him, the gun is like a plasterer's trowel, like a carpenter's saw, like a hammer in the blacksmith's hand.

The veterans can survive in the sea of corpses and blood, they all have their own unique skills, some people are good at stabbing, some people are good at shooting, in fact, Yu Guangliang knows that what he is best at is avoiding risks, and he said that his marksmanship is accurate enough, it is just a side job he practiced in order to save his life.

But Rao is a side job, and his marksmanship is far more accurate than that of ordinary soldiers, and so far he has seen only two people whose marksmanship is more accurate than him.

One is Huo Xiaoshan's demon, and the other is Huo Xiaoshan's Hunan man who is still shy and shy with a sniper rifle.

When Yu Guangliang pulled the bolt of the gun and knocked out one of the Japanese firing points again, he heard the explosion of grenades from the 147th height.

It was his soldiers who rushed to the high ground again.

"I'm Yu Guangliang, fifty more people, follow me to guard the high ground!" Yu Guangliang shouted again.

He decided to go on it personally, in peacetime for ruffians, and in wartime to see the truth, this is a veteran.

When Yu Guangliang personally led people to rush to the 147 heights, the white-knuckle battle above had just ended, and there were only about a dozen of the 50 people brought by Qian Hui.

"It doesn't matter which group of corpses it is, they all pile them up for me to use as fortifications first!" Yu Guangliang lay behind a corpse and shouted, "Let me carry two heavy machine guns from behind!" ”

"Commander, why did you come up too?" Qian Hui ran to him and asked.

"What's the point? Look at that end! Yu Guangliang pointed to Yong'an City, which was two or three miles away.

It was already on fire, as if a small Yong'an City had burned in its entirety.

"The division commander is over there!" Yu Guangliang said, "It doesn't feel good, I'm afraid that Yong'an City won't be able to take it back, we must die here to leave a way out for the division commander!" ”

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At this time, the battle in Yong'an City was already heating up, and a lot of houses were ignited by the flames of war.

In the firelight, there were soldiers on both sides fighting and killing, either raising their guns and shooting, or throwing grenades, or facing each other, or hugging each other and rolling into the fire.

Outside the city, Hao Lingqi, the commander of the 58th Division, was scolding his mother loudly: "You Wang butcher, where is your troops?" If you come, let Lao Tzu's team top? ”

The Wang butcher he scolded was the commander of the 79th Army, and this Yong'an City and Changsha City were originally the defense areas of their 79th Army.

However, when Hao Lingqi's 58th Division was flanked by the Japanese army from the direction of the Laodao River in the north, he did not see the shadow of the 79th Army.

Butcher Wang is the nickname of the commander of the 79th Army, this nickname is due to the fact that he led the troops very strictly, and he did not tolerate the direct killing of the officers and soldiers below who harassed the people.

When he went down to inspect the military discipline, he liked a dog, and whenever the people below saw the shadow of the dog running in front of him, they shouted "The king butcher is coming."

Poor Hao Lingqi still doesn't know that the Japanese army has three divisions across the Laodao River, but he is still freely carrying out the order to reinforce Changsha, and the 79th Army's troops defending Yong'an City are not large in number and their combat effectiveness is not as good as the 74th Army, but it has been defeated by the Japanese army!

As a result, when their 58th Division marched to the vicinity of Yong'an, the marching shape of the long snake was attacked by the Japanese army, and now it has been rushed into several sections.

But at the beginning of the battle, Hao Lingqi still received an order from the army to continue to reinforce Changsha, and told him that the opening of the northern flank by the Japanese army had been blocked by the 51st Division, and he must take Yong'an City.

Hao Lingqi is a fierce general in the end, although he is full of complaints about the military department and the war zone, he still commands the troops he can contact to fight desperately near Yong'an City.

It's just that he later found that the Japanese army seemed to be fighting more and more, and his troops were being squeezed out of Yong'an City by the Japanese army little by little, and when he contacted the military headquarters again, he couldn't get in touch.

He didn't know that at this time, the headquarters of the 74th Army in Huanghua City had been besieged by the Japanese army, and the commander was already hiding in the dark grass, and dozens of meters away was the platoon commander of his guard platoon who was wielding a knife and slashing to death.

In Hao Lingqi's opinion, why did his 58th Division fight a chaotic battle?

Half an hour later, when his 172nd Regiment was driven out of Yong'an City by the Japanese army with heavy losses, Hao Lingqi finally figured out what was going on, because some soldiers reported to him that the Japanese army had increased its troops again, and the number had doubled!

At this time, Hao Lingqi was a fierce general, but he also figured it out, what about the defensive flank of the 51st Division, did they run away? Only one division of oneself is left in the hard anti-Japanese army, one or two or three divisions?

So, suddenly realized, he hurriedly asked the dispatcher to send a telegram to ask the theater command, and the theater command called back and said, "We have ordered the 74th Army to withdraw from the battle, and your army has not notified you?"

"My ** grandmother, your army and the theater command are arguing, but you keep me in the dark, withdraw, withdraw quickly, and notify the troops who can be notified to retreat in the direction of Puji!" Hao Lingqi roared loudly.