Why is Songgu Peak one of the worst battles of the Korean War?

If it defends in danger, the 335th Regiment may be able to fight hard, and a small dirt bag less than 300 meters high can play a big role, plus the US planes and artillery, the soldiers are always suppressed and cannot raise their heads, so that the US troops can rush to the top of the mountain every time, and long-distance gunfights and close-range combat are completely different.

Rushed up by the U.S. army again, the soldiers of the third company once again picked up the weapons in their hands, and the bayonets that had been installed in the front of the muzzle were never removed, at this time everyone had already been forced to give up the idea of survival by this endless ocean of U.S. troops, and even if they died, they would be dragged to death under the mountain here, and they must not let go of a single soldier, and when they delayed until the arrival of the large army, it was time to avenge them.

The 335th Regiment was originally nearly 2,000 people in the establishment of a very rapid reduction, after the US troops rushed up, the sacrificed soldiers would always earn a few more US soldiers' lives before they died, after the US troops were once again beaten back, at this time the 335th Regiment was less than a part of the soldiers, especially the 123rd Company suffered the most serious losses, the 3rd Company was naturally suffering heavy casualties from the US artillery fire head-on, and the 1st Company and the 2nd Company were responsible for stabbing with the US troops who rushed up, and the casualties were already more than half. A tragic atmosphere wafted over the mountain.

Repelled another attack by the American army, the soldiers of the third company were busy to scavenge for ammunition, the American army was about to make a third charge, and their ammunition was not much left, and then looked at the American troops who had been extending to the road under the mountain, a feeling of powerlessness arose in the hearts of everyone, although everyone had a feeling of despair in their hearts, but they did not express it.

The superiors want us to defend the mountain three times, we must defend, no complaints, no fear, we are here to fight, not to travel abroad for vacation, our mission is to kill the boundless US troops in front of us, they can be heroic in eight words to describe: death is like the wind, always with me!

Only troops with such a mentality can win battles and fight evil battles, Jiang Yonghui let them come not to rest, the superiors let them fight evil battles and tough battles is an affirmation of the 335th Regiment, what sacrifices are feared, what deaths are afraid, every soldier of the 335th Regiment has the determination to die, vowing to drag the US troops to death under this small hill.

Another charge was coming, the soldiers gritted their teeth, fired their weapons again, and the bombs flew over their heads again, and after a while, the soldiers' guns could no longer be fired, and they could only let the American army approach the mountain with their guns and twisting their buttocks like leisurely mountaineers.

White-knuckle battles are inevitable, Fan Tianen's hands are sweating, this level of battle is consuming his troops extremely quickly, it won't be long before his 335th regiment will be consumed, the soldiers' spirit of daring to fight and sacrifice is admirable, but he can't let them sacrifice so quickly, the mountain can't be lost, otherwise the American army will escape from here!

"Let the mortar fire a round of shells!" Fan Tianen gave the order on the hill on the side of the third company.

The first and second companies that were glaring at the Yankees and preparing to fight with the Yankees saw their own mortar shells whistling up the next moment, and after dozens of explosions in a row, the crowd of American troops was punched out of many holes, suppressing the momentum of their charge, and the bombing of the American troops on the hill also stopped, and the three companies on the hill raised their heads again under the shout of the company commander, and fired a round at the American soldiers, knocking down a row of soldiers in the front row of the American army.

The US army's charge was disrupted, and different scenes appeared in the US army, some were afraid that they would drop bombs and lay on the ground and did not dare to move, some nervously retreated, and some were still shooting at the hill with the spilled bullets, and the momentum of the charge became a mess, and this time the charge failed again.

In order to speed up the march, Fan Tianen did not bring most of the heavy weapons, and the few pitiful mortar shells had to be calculated, he was really embarrassed to death, he was scolding his mother in his heart, but he didn't say anything, just asked: "How many shells are there?" ”

"One hundred and nine rounds!"

Seeing that the withdrawn U.S. troops stopped halfway, and the commander of the U.S. troops shouted and continued to rush up the hill, Fan Tianen ordered again: "Fight one more round!" Fast! ”

Every charge of the U.S. military is a cannonball to open the way, and the large-caliber cannonball blew up the soil on the hill more than ten meters high, which shows how amazing the caliber of the artillery is, and then look at Fan Tianen's side, except for mortars, there is no more heavy firepower that can be used, there is a world of difference between the two sides, and Fan Tianen also hates the American artillery to death.

"Damn! When Lao Tzu guards this place, don't even think about running, those cannons are mine! When the time comes, I'll let you try the cannon or it's still coarse! Fan Tianen was cursing, and the U.S. troops were blown to the ground again in the cursing, and the top of the mountain was flying earth and rocks, the scene was extremely amazing, and the shells exploded under the mountain were as ridiculous as firecrackers, as if they were playing.

The two sides were fighting shells, and Wei San and the others spared a circle, riding in two trucks, crowded on the trucks, and appeared in the front direction of the escape of the American troops from Songgu Peak.

When the truck was a few hundred meters away from Songgu Peak, he could see how fierce the artillery fire was on the mountain, because the mountain was small, and the fire could be concentrated at one point, and without going closer, the newly arrived Wei San and the others could feel what kind of blow the soldiers there were bearing, and they were really angry to the extreme.

"Quick, climb up from here, let's hurry to help!" Wei San gave the order first and began to climb the small hill next to the road.

From a long distance, you can feel a violent vibration coming from under your feet, damn it, what caliber shell is this being fired!? You can feel the shaking of the ground from such a distance!

There were only ten mortars brought by Fan Tianen, and the cannonballs that popped out of the barrels and flew out, but unfortunately they were always inferior to the wealthy American troops, and after a while, someone reported to Fan Tianen: "Regiment commander, we still have fifty shells!" No, there are forty more rounds! ”

Fan Tianen: "Stop, stay a little and use it later....... You have to resist it for three times, and if you hold it for another ten minutes, I'll let someone replace you down! ”

There are few living people in the third company in Fan Tianen's mouth, and in the successive explosions, even if the soldiers were not killed immediately, they already had internal injuries, and the reason why they did not fall down immediately was that they had not earned a few lives of the US military, they were waiting, waiting for the moment when the US army came up!

The commander of the third company was blinded in one eye, and he nested in the crater and scolded: "Come on, you grandsons, come up quickly!" Grandpa is about to lose it, come up and let me die with you! ”

When the artillery fire stopped, there were less than twenty people who could still move on the entire mountain, and most of them were blown up by the shells and lost their five senses, and blood flowed out of their eyes, ears, mouth, and nose to varying degrees, and the commander of the third company felt that there was no longer a vibration under him, and he looked at it, and he could not see a complete piece of land on the entire mountain, and he could not see a complete corpse, the pitch-black mountain was full of craters and gunsmoke, and there were some soldiers who had not sacrificed and were writhing trying to stand up again, this scene made the third company commander unable to control his emotions anymore, While crying, he howled: "Brothers, brothers, why don't you even leave a good corpse, how can you let the soldiers who collected the corpses for us bury our remains, you damned Yankees, Lao Tzu fought with you!" Oh! Kill~"

The commander of the third company picked up the 38 type under his feet, this gun didn't know when it exploded at his feet, the machine gun he operated had burned the barrel and could not be used, and now his anger could not be vented, so he could only copy this 38 type that had been deformed in his hand, and rushed towards the enemy group that arrived at the top of the mountain....

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