Chapter IV

"Company commander, look, the devil sent someone to collect the corpse."

Zhang Ziwen poked his head out under the threat of shells, and the devil who took the lead carried a white flag with a cross written in the middle, which was the Red Cross. Zhang Ziwen knew the Red Cross, but they didn't know the old pole, the shells were sparsely dropped, and the devil who took the lead was put to the ground with a shot, and then there was a burst of gunshots, and none of the people who came to collect the corpses ran back, followed by another round of cannons.

Zhang Ziwen vowed to have a cannon in the future, and he must let the devil also taste the taste of being bombarded. As soon as they arrived in Jiangyin, they were bombarded by shelling and bombs dropped by planes, and the sound of artillery stopped after a few minutes.

"Rescue the wounded, check the equipment, and after the cannon is over, the devil should come up."

As soon as the artillery stopped, Zhang Ziwen was ready to meet the next wave of Japanese attacks, and no one came up after waiting for a long time.

"Ma Xiaobao, tell each platoon to stay vigilant, and then you go to the regiment headquarters to have a look."

sat down and handed a cigarette to Dafu, Dafu was a soldier recruited by Zhang Ziwen in Hubei when he was a platoon commander, called Dafu, in fact, only bones are thin, if Zhang Ziwen hadn't recruited him, he was afraid that he would starve to death on the street, and Zhang Ziwen was scolded by the battalion commander for Dafu.

"Dafu, how's it going? Are you afraid? ”

As Zhang Ziwen spoke, he handed out the cigarette and asked the brothers to divide it themselves.

"Company commander, to be honest, I'm afraid of ......"

"Afraid? What are you afraid of, afraid of death? ”

Hearing Zhang Ziwen speak, a group of people came over.

"I'm afraid of death, I'm afraid of death, and I'm even more afraid of you death, because I don't know how to face your family when you die, and I don't know how to help you go home. But what can we do about it? If we are not in the way, then Jiangyin, Nanjing, and even our hometown will be the same as the three eastern provinces, do you agree? When I was in school, my teacher said that people die less than a feather or heavier than Mount Tai, and those who dare to die for the country are heroes. Do you want to be Tarzan and heroes or feathers and slaves? ”

"Be a Hero"

A group of people roared chaotically, Zhang Ziwen took a puff of cigarette and asked.

"Are you still afraid of death?"

A group of people said that they were not afraid of death, and Dafu said that I was afraid of death.

"Stop, it's the same as what Dafu said, I'm still afraid, it's enough to say that the eldest husband died as he deserved, but we still have family members at home, so I don't have to force you to give up your life, don't you hear it."

"Heard"

The sound came out far, far away.

"If you hear that, go to dinner."

It was almost eleven o'clock before he had eaten, Zhang Ziwen's stomach was almost unbearable, and the cooking class should also be cooking, so a group of people scattered with laughter, all this was just to reduce the sadness of his brother's death.

Zhang Ziwen took two steamed buns and a bowl of porridge and sat in the trench, chatting with the brothers while eating.

"Zhang Ziwen"

"To"

Standing up with a steamed bun reflex and replied loudly, but thinking that he was already the commander of the ninth company, who would dare to fool himself, and when he turned around, he found that it was the battalion commander Luo Songsheng who came to inspect, and the headquarters of the third battalion and the 613 regiment were all at the eastern foot of Phoenix Mountain, so few commanders came.

"Ma Xiaobao told me that this battle was fought well, the regiment commander took the first battalion and the second battalion to repel a small group of Japanese troops on the first line of Wushan, and the Japanese army began to yearn for Phoenix Mountain.

After eating, Zhang Ziwen and Liu Songsheng discussed the current situation in Jiangyin, the four divisions of the Jiangfang Army, of which the 112th Division has lost one-third of its strength, the 103rd Division and the 613th Regiment have also lost one-third of their combat losses, and the 615th and 618th regiments are no better.

Bang, bang, the shells smashed on the position one by one, bringing up dirt and stones scattered everywhere.

"Battalion commander, the company commander devil is up again"

Ma Xiaobao panted and ran over.

"The platoon I brought can't move, let me see the ability of your Ninth Company."

Before Zhang Ziwen could speak, Luo Songsheng took the telescope and began to observe the enemy's situation.

"Ma Xiaobao pay attention to the safety of the battalion commander, if the battalion commander is injured, see if I don't pick your skin."

Zhang Ziwen picked up the gun and found a position to carefully observe the Japanese army. There were about 100 people, and they didn't move when they touched the position of about 300 meters, in order to prevent the tank from being the best cover for them, the tactics of the Ninth Company were only useful when they were closer, and the guns in the hands of the brothers of the Ninth Company of the 300 meters were afraid that they couldn't touch them, and they couldn't get their heads when they touched them, but they still handed in the fire, and the brothers couldn't hold their breath at all and saw that the Japanese devils were beating randomly. When the fire was exchanged at Phoenix Mountain, the sound of gunfire was also heard in the direction of Dingshan.

"Bang~Bang~"

There was a cannon on the dog day, which blew up Zhang Ziwen's face and scolded him. It had to be knocked out, and after a round there was already a machine gun that didn't bark. Zhang Ziwen aimed at a gunner and was about to pull the trigger, but he fell directly, and he didn't know who robbed him, and then all three gunners were dropped one by one Zhang Ziwen didn't hit any of them, and they were all knocked out.

Zhang Ziwen aimed at a squad deputy, mainly because he was carrying a 98K, the most important thing was that he had a scope, he must have been putting a cold gun some time ago, what is it called a sniper, he must be killed, he only hit his ear when he pulled the trigger, and the official still can't compare to 98k. After the deputy of the squad was shot, he immediately lay down on the mound and could not wait for a chance to make a move, and the Japanese army reached a stalemate.

Zhang Ziwen saw that the Japanese army began to build fortifications with the help of the mound, and it seemed that they wanted to nail it here, but it was not possible to consume it like this, there was not much ammunition in the first place, and it could not withstand such consumption, so he had to find a way. Touching the trench in the past? No, there is a distance of 100 meters to the second trench, unless you want to be a live target. There is no other way but the trench, there is a ditch on the right side of the ditch, and he looked at the Japanese army still digging fortifications behind the mound, and he should not be able to see it.

"One platoon, two rows of machine gunners, one platoon and one squad, come here."

Zhang Ziwen explained the next plan, and at the same time told the second and third platoons the plan of the meeting, so that the brothers could contain Zhang Ziwen and lead people to touch the ditch from the side and be ruthless on their left flank. More than a dozen people crawled down the ditch from the right, and the water in November was frozen to the bones, and after staying in such water for a long time, I was afraid that I would not be able to pick up a gun.

Zhang Ziwen and the others climbed very awkwardly, because they couldn't touch the water when they had to tilt their heads, and they had to hold guns in their hands. After climbing a hundred meters carefully, it was uncomfortable to freeze, and when I looked back, the brothers continued to crawl silently, so I had to grit my teeth and continue to crawl forward.

When I arrived, I could already hear the babbling of the devil.

"Inspect the weapon"

Zhang Ziwen lay in the ditch, stuck the twenty rings with the wooden handle into a continuous state, and officially carried it on his back, and his originally cold body began to heat up because of nervousness.

Zhang Ziwen turned around and motioned to the brothers to slowly lean against the ditch on the left, and motioned to the brothers with the grenades behind him to pass the grenades to the ten brothers except the machine gunner, and the machine gunner was kept in order to form a fire suppression immediately after Zhang Ziwen and the others dropped the bombs.

"Cast"

The machine gunner immediately put the machine gun on the ditch, and the grenade explosion and the sound of the machine gun sounded at the same time. Zhang Ziwen picked up 20 rounds of a shuttle and sprinkled 20 bullets directly on the panicked Japanese soldiers. Seeing that the Japanese army was suppressed, the second and third platoons immediately charged, and climbed 300 meters for more than ten minutes, but the charge was only a few tens of seconds. When the Japanese army heard the sound of the second and third rows of charges, they immediately rushed towards Zhang Ziwen desperately. At the first blow of the machine gun, a dozen or so people were put down, and the devils who had been beaten were lying down in the trenches again. God doesn't help, and at the critical moment, a machine gun actually jammed.

"Upper bayonet"

A machine gun could not suppress the Japanese army at all, and the rush was already in front of it at a distance of several tens of meters, and the superiority of machine gun firepower could not be brought into play at all. More than a dozen devils have rushed up while talking, a few were put down by machine guns, seven or eight have rushed forward, jumping up the ditch with bayonets and fighting each other in short combat, the devils don't say that other bayonets are really good, as soon as they fight in the chest, Zhang Ziwen picked a knife, fortunately, it is not deep.

In addition to the two brothers who were shot, there are eleven left, and eleven against eight is no problem. The devil who fought with Zhang Ziwen roared and stabbed directly at Zhang Ziwen's chest, Zhang Ziwen hurriedly raised his gun and picked off the devil's bayonet, and the devil was picked off the bayonet and kicked Zhang Ziwen directly into the ditch.

The devil then stabbed over with a shot, but was smashed in the back by the second-row machine gunners with machine guns, and the devil pounced directly at Zhang Ziwen, and pushed the bayonet forward, and the bayonet penetrated directly through the devil's chest, and the devil's eyes looked straight at him and vomited blood on his face. The devil's bayonet was smashed and his head was stuck in the ditch, Zhang Ziwen's heartbeat was almost 160, and he threw the devil into the ditch with a hard throw, and when he got up, he saw that three brothers had fallen to the ground, and a devil was also lying on the ground.

Ah~, Zhang Ziwen roared and rushed towards Jun Cao with a bayonet, and the result of his impulsiveness was that he was stabbed again in the right chest. As soon as he retreated, the machine gunners in the second row slammed the machine guns and smashed them at the devil Juncao, and the Juncao bayonet pierced a hole in the machine gunner's stomach directly, Zhang Ziwen took advantage of the fact that the Juncao bayonet was not pulled out and stabbed the devil's chest, and then stabbed several times. Turning around and seeing that the machine gunners in the second platoon were still holding Jun Cao's gun, Zhang Ziwen turned his head and rushed directly to the nearest devil, the devil just retreated, Zhang Ziwen stabbed the devil in the back, and gave the devil a heartbeat. The other warrior didn't hesitate, seeing that the devil was killed, he went directly to help the other warrior.

Zhang Ziwen just wanted to rush over again to help the other second platoon, and when he looked back, he saw that the devil had left more than 20 corpses, and he retreated in a panic, and the third platoon followed and chased after him.

"The second row will let the third row come back, and when the devils come to their senses, they will be sent to death."

The devil asked a detachment to drag Zhang Ziwen and the others and then retreat, there were not many casualties at all, and there were no bones left in a platoon for fear of being eaten. The people in the second platoon surrounded the remaining three devils, Zhang Ziwen directly took a gun and prepared to kill them, but Luo Songsheng's guards stopped him, saying that he wanted to be captured, one of the three devils would rather die than surrender Zhang Ziwen got angry and broke his leg directly, and then he didn't know where he was sent.

At the end of this battle, 20 dead and 7 seriously wounded in the 9th Company, and only 96 people remained in the company, including those who were lightly wounded who could fight.

The only thing that made Zhang Ziwen happy was that the squad mate with 98k was hit by shmel in the abdomen and bled to death, and when the second platoon cleaned up the battlefield, he found 98k with a scope. When the second platoon was about to take the gun, this little devil was still holding the gun tightly, and it took a lot of strength to get it out, and he really didn't let go.

The first time I saw this kind of gun, everyone also looked around, and they didn't pay attention to anything, only the old pole fought with Zhang Ziwen, Zhang Ziwen was the company commander, and finally the gun was in Zhang Ziwen's hand.