Chapter 17: Hand-to-hand combat

The enemy attack is imminent, but halfway to kill a Liu Desheng, noisily and noisily drilled into the tunnel where Jiang Yonghui is, Zhang Weimin followed into the tunnel, wanting to persuade the division commander to leave here, after all, after the fight, no one can say whether the enemy will desperately seize the position, although Zhang Weimin is determined to live and die with the position, he can die, but the division commander can't.

Zhang Weimin drilled into the tunnel and heard Liu Desheng shouting: "Division commander, you come with me, and command the battle in the back!" ”

Jiang Yonghui didn't seem to hear Liu Desheng's loud voice, he was holding a telescope to observe the enemy's movements, and then whispered: "Liu Desheng, your voice has to be changed, don't talk all day long, the sky is falling and there is still me, you go back to your defensive position by yourself, don't worry about me!" ”

Liu Desheng couldn't stay in the rear for a long time, hearing the earth-shattering sound of artillery on this side of the mountain, could he not worry about the safety of the division commander, and again, he was also a militant, as soon as he heard the gunshots, his heart was itchy, this was not really unbearable, so he ran over, as expected, Jiang Yonghui had no intention of going back with him, so he threw out his true intention.

"Since the division commander doesn't want to go back, then I ask that we change guards with the 358th regiment, and our 312 is responsible for protecting the safety of the division commander."

Zhang Weimin is not happy, this Lao Liu, he just wants to drive us away, Zhang Weimin said: "Say Lao Liu, you shout a ball, you can't believe it, even if the forehead is dead, you will never let the division lose a hair!" ”

Liu Desheng tilted his body, poked Zhang Weimin's arm that had just been bandaged, and said: "You have hung up the color, what kind of garlic do you still charge, how good it would be to go to the back to rest honestly, this position is still guarded by our 312th regiment!" ”

Zhang Weimin just wanted to fight back, Jiang Yonghui said: "The little flowery intestines in your kid's stomach still come to me to shake?" Did you hear the sound of artillery and couldn't sit still? ”

As soon as Liu Desheng grinned, Jiang Yonghui said sharply again: "I told you Liu Desheng, you have to sit if you can't sit still!" Come up to me and tell your fighters that you have tightened your guns, that they may be asked to take over the position soon, and that the last boxes of our mortar shells will be brought to me! ”

Liu Desheng was reprimanded, bowed his head and left, Jiang Yonghui shouted again: "Zhang Weimin, I don't care what method you use, no matter how fierce the enemy's attack is, you must withstand at least two waves of attacks!" ”

The last wave of attacks almost lost the position, Zhang Weimin's face was very dull, although it was because of the incendiary bombs dropped by the enemy that caught them off guard, but Zhang Weimin was still very ashamed, and then straightened his waist and said: "Yes!" Look at it! ”

The battle on the hillside was about to start again, and at this time, a large melee of several group armies was being staged around Sansholi, and the Volunteer Army also lost its temper in order to join up with the 38th Army, which was fighting alone, and the enemy's planes broke through the air, and the occupied positions were lost and recaptured, recaptured and lost, and the entire 100 kilometers around Sansholi became a huge meat grinder.

The blood spilled by both the volunteers and the US army was almost all over the position, the battle was cruel, no one expected that this battle would be fought like this, the US planes did not stop for a moment, in half a day, they dropped no less than several thousand tons of bombs of various types, they were still laughing at the backwardness of the volunteers earlier, MacArthur once mocked: "What can these Chinese do except come to steal some generators and go back?" How long will they be able to hold back the bombing of our planes? ”

To the surprise of MacArthur, a five-star general, the Chinese actually blocked their attack, and not only blocked the attack, but also launched an attack on the main occupied areas they had already occupied, and in order to merge with the 38th Army as soon as possible, they were a little at any cost.

MacArthur's brow furrowed when he received the briefing, he was 70 years old, his face was full of wrinkles, but his eyes were still attentive, and his eyes were fixed on the place where the casualty figure was written in the briefing, about 5,909 people.

This figure is not what MacArthur wants to see, his own side still has such a large number of casualties with its powerful air power, and what do those backward Chinese rely on to fight against the army under their command? Just those weapons that have been put in museums in the United States?

MacArthur threw the briefing on the table, looked at the entire map of North Korea hanging behind him, pointed his finger heavily at a point on the border between China and North Korea, and said, "In that case, then cut off your foster care first, and see how long you can hold out!" ”

What worried both Mr. Peng and Chairman Mao happened, the bombers of the US military flew to a railway bridge on the border between China and North Korea, the Yalu River Railway Bridge, loaded with an astonishing number of bombs!

The Yalu River Bridge is the first bridge among many bridges on the Yalu River, the railway bridge built by the Railway Bureau of the Japanese Governor-General in Korea, started construction in May 1909 and completed in October 1911, with a length of 944.2 meters, a width of 11 meters, twelve holes, the fourth hole is the opening and closing beam from the Chinese side, and the fourth pier is the axis, which can rotate 90 °, which is convenient for ships to navigate.

The bridge had just been blown up, and the second bridge, built by the devil in 1943, was also blown up a hundred meters upstream of the Yalu River Bridge.

The bad news was immediately learned by Mr. Peng, Mr. Peng was about to crush the teacup, and finally the railway was blown up, which means that the volunteers can no longer receive the equipment and supplies delivered by their own side, and they will soon face the test of winter.

The good news is that the train carrying ammunition has crossed the Yalu River before the bridge is blown up, and both trains are loaded with yellow, orange and orange bullets at the same time, as well as several carriages of various types of shells, which can temporarily relieve the urgent needs of the front-line volunteer soldiers.

No one expected that President Peng was now in Daeyudong, North Korea, and the purpose of his visit was to meet North Korea's leader, Kim Il Sung.

It was at this time that there was a problem with his logistics, and before he met Kim Il Sung, Mr. Peng had already ordered to build a railway and a bridge!

However, the construction of bridges and railways cannot be completed in one day, and in addition the shortage of domestic troops, after the entry into the DPRK, the border defense in the northeast is almost completely exhausted, and it will take a long time to mobilize troops again, and the situation has become extremely unfavorable; in the absence of logistical supply in a short period of time, the volunteer soldiers can only rely on themselves to find a way to solve the problem of materials.

At this time, Wei San, who was on the battlefield, didn't know the news, but he seemed to have understood this in advance, and told all the soldiers in the second squad: "Pay attention to saving ammunition, we will bring it with our trousers in the future!" Wait a while, it is estimated that there will be hand-to-hand combat, put the bayonets in a place that is easy to touch! ”

The warriors all replied: "Yes! ”

Wei San spit out the grass in his mouth, his eyes became cold, and the enemy began to attack.