"Xiao Zhao!" Ma Youde put down the gun in his hand and shouted.

Wei San was in his arms a soldier of the second class, Zhao Zhigang, nineteen years old, from Sichuan, Wei San had a good impression of him, this Zhao Zhigang was lying in the crook of his arm now, and his eyes had not yet closed.

Xiao Zhao died, Wei San stretched out his hand and wiped Xiao Zhao's eyes, and read out in his mouth: "What a good soldier, it's gone at such a young age, these doggy Yankees, if Lao Tzu doesn't kill you all, Lao Tzu won't be called Wei San!" ”

Wei San put Xiao Zhao's body on the ground, and the late hygienist wiped the blood on his face, but there was more blood on his hands, and the whole face was bloody, he glanced at Xiao Zhao, stomped his foot and complained: "Oops! I'm late! ”

The explosion just now injured a number of volunteer soldiers, and the 358th Regiment's medical staff, which totaled less than twenty, were now busy, using stretchers to transport the urgently treated wounded, and the trenches dug by Weizo advocated now played a role, and the people responsible for transporting the wounded could safely send the wounded to the rear through the trenches.

The wailing gradually disappeared, and Ma Youde's eyes gradually became confused when he saw Wei San.

Ma Youde asked cautiously, "Squad leader, what are you thinking?" ”

Wei San leaned against the edge of the trench and sat down, one hand pressed to his knee, his eyes looking at the sky and muttering to himself, "I have killed many people. ”

Ma Youde asked cautiously: "Is it a devil?" ”

Wei San didn't answer Ma Youde's question, but still looked at the sky and said: "There are hundreds of people who fell under my gun, but I have never experienced what it is like for them to lose their companions, because we have always survived, and now I understand ......"

Ma Youde said a little uncomfortable: "Squad leader, you ....."

Wei San patted Ma Youde on the shoulder in a low tone and said, "Do you know, I just saw my comrade-in-arms lose their lives, so young, a living life died in my arms, my heart hurts......"

Ma Youde choked up a little: "Squad leader... Don't be sad, your marksmanship is good, I'll load you with bullets, you kill them all, and we will avenge Xiao Zhao! ”

Gao Baoguo and Li Shun also squatted down, Wang Liansheng also squatted down, everyone looked at Wei San with encouraging eyes, and then held Wei San's hand above his knee, holding it very hard, Wei San got out of the pain, his eyes became sharp, and his free right hand slapped vigorously on the folded palm and shouted: "Okay!" Kill them all! ”

The temperature brought by his hands made Wei San's heart hot, these people are companions, these people are brothers, and all the people here are their comrades-in-arms!

Jiang Yonghui returned to the command headquarters and asked the communicator to contact Li Yunlong, the commander of the 113th Division. ”

Li Yunlong roared: "Say! I'm busy, the one who rode the first division really has good things, the machine gun is like no money, and the artillery fire has never stopped......"

Jiang Yonghui: "Do you want me to send a group over to support you?" I grabbed a tongue just now, this cavalry division wants to attack on both sides at the same time, they look down on us, I just captured the dead ghost who rushed up, can you still hold it? ”

Li Yunlong: "You can take care of yourself, I don't have to worry about you, by the way, after this battle, we have to drink two cups, you have a treat!" ”

As soon as he put down the microphone, a soldier rushed into the tunnel, saluted and said to Jiang Yonghui: "Report to the division commander, I found the enemy army, and now we are marching in the front direction of Sansholi!" ”

Jiang Yonghui grabbed the binoculars and stretched out his hand and said, "Let's go, go and see!" ”

When Jiang Yonghui came to the position of the 358th Regiment again, looking at it, this time it was not a joke, a long queue of US troops appeared from the main road in the east, and more than 10 tanks opened the road, and there were more than 20 jeeps and 80 or 90 10 wheels behind them, and small artillery was dragged behind, and the carriages were full of American GIs with steel helmets, and even the tanks were full of people.

Seventeen tanks cooperated with the four tanks that drove before, all the way along the main road leading to Sansholi, followed by the jeep loaded with heavy machine guns and the ten-wheeled truck full of soldiers, it seems that they do not plan to attack Jiang Yonghui's position on the top of the mountain, and this position is 2.5 kilometers away from Sansholi, in the southerly position of Sansholi, as long as the enemy does not get close to them, they can completely bypass in front of them and go straight to Sansholi.

But what the U.S. military never expected was that the idea that had just been made up was destroyed by the five giant mines of Weisan, the first M26 heavy tank drove to the place where the mines were laid, and a mushroom cloud rose into the sky, and the M26 heavy tank weighing more than 50 tons was overturned by the explosives. The weight of gunpowder alone is as high as fourteen catties, and this kind of power can be imagined how terrifying it will be.

When the 1st Cavalry Division, which was stunned for a while, understood that there were mines buried here, it immediately stopped the momentum of its advance, and the entire long line stopped. It worked, this Weisan really didn't lie to me, haha, communicator, ask for artillery from the artillery battalion! Beat these gringos, and want to avoid Lao Tzu, no way, if you want to go to Sansho, then come up and fight Lao Tzu, hahaha......"

The signal soldier with the radio on his back held the microphone, adjusted the frequency and shouted: "Artillery battalion, artillery battalion, come to artillery!" Come on! ”

Jiang Yonghui, who had already crooked his mouth, touched his hat and wiped his sweat, and shouted at Zhang Weimin: "Zhang Weimin! I'll see you later, don't embarrass Lao Tzu! ”

Zhang Weimin also happily looked at the soldiers who were busy dragging tanks at the bottom of the hillside, and said: "You know!" ”

Then Zhang Weimin smiled and said: "This iron lump made by Wei San is really easy to use, overturn the tank!" ”

After a while, a shell flew over Zhang Weimin's head and flew towards the position of the GIs.

Sure enough, half a minute later, dozens of shells flew over their heads with whistles at the same time, and exploded among the soldiers, and when the first shell just exploded, the car of the 1st Cavalry Division moved, and the 1st Cavalry Division was not a trump card division, and the whole unit moved quickly, and a round of artillery fire only destroyed a jeep and a light tank, and the whole team immediately changed from the rear to the front, and drove back to the position where it came.

The next round of artillery fire was empty, so Jiang Yonghui let the artillery fire stop, and then they would have to support when they attacked the top of the mountain, after all, the 38th Army was so good at ordering shells, so they had to save some use, maybe Li Yunlong needed it more now?

This time, there were about 2,000 people from the 1st Cavalry Division, and when they reached a safe distance, the soldiers got off one after another, the tanks were useless, and no matter how awesome the tanks were, they couldn't climb the 65-degree hillside!

After the rearmament, the soldiers carried bazookas, flamethrowers, M1914A4 heavy machine guns, and submachine guns and moved to the position of the hillside. You must know that most of their firepower comes from tanks and all kinds of vehicles with artillery, and now what is the difference between this and the vulture regiments that rushed up in the last wave.

But Wei San didn't think so, he said to Ma Youde very solemnly: "Don't think that the 1st Cavalry Division without tank cover will be easy to deal with, they have a lot of rare things, bury your head down, artillery fire is coming!" ”