A wave of counterattacks made the enemy commander go crazy, and a seemingly never-ending artillery fire covered the position, and the entire mountain was shaking, and in the flames that rushed to the sky, the waves of fire were wave after wave, and the thick black smoke rolled over the mountain, forming a black cloud.

The thick black clouds formed by the artillery fire suppressed the dark clouds in the sky, and the momentum of covering the sky and the sun made it almost impossible to see a trace of light in the air-raid shelter where Ma Youde was hiding, and the rumbling bomb burst with the dark sky of the night, as if it was the end of the world.

The hill above the head was really like what the local commander said, the explosion of earth and rocks flew, and round after round of explosions made the top of the mountain sink deeper than a meter, and there was no sign of stopping.

At this time, the most surprising thing was Ma Youde, Gao Baoguo hugged his head tightly, but after he glanced at Ma Youde from the corner of his eye, he saw that Ma Youde seemed to be unusually calm as if he didn't care about such a fierce bombardment, and the whole person looked unusually calm, without any emotional fluctuations on his face, if it weren't for the open eyes, Gao Baoguo would even think that Ma Youde was a dead man.

Ma Youde's psychology has indeed changed, he used to be a cringe, timid and afraid of death, when he killed the captive who surrendered, his heart changed drastically, the weakness in his heart was abandoned, and kindness was also put aside, he was not cowardly, he just didn't want to kill, he didn't want to be killed by other people's bullets, he didn't want to fight, but now it's different, something hidden in the deepest part of his eyes emerged, he wants to kill, whether the enemy wants to kill him or not, he wants to get out of here as soon as possible, what he is afraid of is no longer his cowardice, what he is afraid of is that he will sink into this pleasure of killing!

Ma Youde held the gun, his eyes hidden under the brim of his hat were calm, he was eager to fight, he was looking forward to cutting the throat of the enemy with the bayonet in his hand.

Gao Baoguo moved to Ma Youde's side, hugged his head and leaned into Ma Youde's ear and shouted, "Are you okay!?" ”

Ma Youde's voice was drowned out by the bomb that exploded, but Gao Baoguo could tell from the shape of his mouth that what he said was: "Don't worry about me, I'm fine!" ”

Ma Youde's timid appearance didn't make Gao Baoguo worry much before, but now Ma Youde is too abnormal, Gao Baoguo is really afraid that something will happen to Ma Youde, but unfortunately the battle is still going on now, he can't carefully ask Ma Youde what happened, and the roaring explosions made them unable to talk normally at all.

Wei San's expression is very similar to Ma Youde, he taught Ma Youde how to be a qualified soldier, how to be a killing machine, soldiers, not to bring warmth, they should be the sharpest knife, when needed, will not hesitate to cut the enemy's throat, will not give the enemy a chance to beg for mercy and live, soldiers should not have mercy!

Because Wang Liansheng and Li Shun were both injured, they had been sent to the hospital in the rear to recuperate, and there were only five people from the original second class left, all of whom were leaning together, bringing each other a sense of security with their not very strong bodies.

The artillery fire of the 39th Army was almost exhausted in last night's battle, and the few remaining shells were also left to the main peak, and the high ground where they were located had no artillery support at this time, some were just each other, and everyone leaning together would produce a kind of strength, the power of unity, the power of unity!

The fifteen-minute artillery fire made the hill almost flat, and the air-raid shelter became full of holes, a large number of gaps were exposed overhead, and the solid rocks were all blown loose, and if the shelling was not stopped, the bombardment would really become the grave of the 358th Regiment.

This situation is really helpless, the US artillery shells seem to do not want money, just this one mountain, the US army has poured no less than dozens of tons of artillery shells, not to mention the main peak position, the battle is so unfair, complaining will not play any role, who can not let the US military play their strengths?

However, no matter how rich a country is, it will not really ignore the funds, the shells are cool, but the budget is also limited, and there will always be people who will come forward to stop the profligacy of the US military, such as the "accounting" of the US Congress in North Korea, he can calm down the crazy MacArthur.

He looked at the mountains of empty shells, which were stacked up to a height much higher than the trucks transporting the shells, and the fighting has been fought so far, and the number of shells alone has consumed more than tens of thousands of tons, and this is what Congress does not want to see, and winning the most difficult battle with the least amount of money is the result that Congress wants to see.

Therefore, the artillery of the US army stopped at the most critical moment, which relieved the volunteer soldiers, and if they continued to blow up, they could only find a way to dig three feet down into the ground to avoid the shells.

In addition to air defense, the bomb shelter has one of the biggest benefits, that is, the temperature is higher than the outside world!

The temperature difference between the cave and the outside of the cave can be 10-15 degrees, don't underestimate the temperature difference of more than ten degrees, in the cave, you can make the soldiers feel as warm as spring, and the frozen hands and feet outside can also recover in the hole, whether the position can be held, this air-raid shelter plays a vital role.

Therefore, after such a long time of "heating", the soldiers are no longer stiff, and after the whistle of the shells disappeared, everyone flexibly jumped out of the air-raid shelter that was about to fall apart, and fought with the charging American troops.

A soldier has sweat on his face, as soon as he jumps out of the air-raid shelter, the biting cold wind blows, his face tightens, the sweat immediately turns into frost, not to mention how uncomfortable it is to hang on his face, under such difficult and difficult conditions, no matter how strong the physique is, people will get sick, colds are needless to say, and some have no time to boil water, so they can only swallow a few mouthfuls of snow falling on the battlefield to quench their thirst.

Originally, the snow can be eaten, but it must be put in the mouth to let the snow turn into water, and after it has a little temperature, it can be swallowed in the stomach, but the offensive of the US army is so crazy, who can care about melting the snow into it, and in a hurry, it doesn't matter if it is warm or cold, first defeat the enemy army, pick up a handful of snow, just take a bite of fried noodles, and continue to dry!

What kind of stomach can resist such abuse?

It was not until noon that the 38th Army, which was close to the 39th Army, arrived at the designated combat position and participated in it, greatly reducing the pressure on the troops defending Changjin Lake, and the two artillery battalions brought by Zhou Weiguo, the commander of the 114th Division, were what really made the soldiers addicted.

When their own shells flew towards the American troops in an arc, the soldiers on the hill were boiling, and the exploding shells exploded into the crowd of American troops, making the 358th Regiment that had been pressed and bombed before blooming.

"Dog R, let you taste the taste of being fried too! Hahaha......"

"A donkey ball drop, it's finally time!"

"Wow, it's really relieving to blow up these Yankees!"

"Good! Blow them up, blow them up! ”

Unfortunately, the artillery of the artillery battalion only fired two rounds before it fell silent, and the American troops who turned around and retreated, after lying on the ground for a while, confirmed that no more shells would fall, and climbed up to the top of the hill again.

"Why did the cannon stop?"

"Oh, it's really worrying, when will our artillery be able to hit the same as the U.S. army!"

"Be content, let's just order the cannonballs, and use them when it is critical, and then use them, how can we hold this place after the old bottom is gone."

"Yes, this offensive of the US army is likely to last for many days, and we can't waste every shell, let's fight, don't we still have guns?"

"Hey...... Suffocated to death! ”

The soldiers' discussion was really distressed in Zhang Weimin's ears, the firepower of the volunteers was too different from that of the US army, if it weren't for the soldiers' attitude of sacrificing their lives and forgetting death, this battle would not be able to be fought at all, and he had to be careful to shoot a shell on his side, how could he not feel uncomfortable in his heart, and he didn't want his soldiers to fight with the enemy with grenades, but what could he do?

Zhang Weimin felt sad in his heart, but he couldn't say that, so he could only shout at the American soldiers who rushed up: "Beat the donkey ball drops, and leave all the guns of the donkey!" ”

Thanks to the selflessness of the U.S. military, wave after wave of charges left a lot of ammunition for the volunteers, otherwise the 358 Regiment would have run out of ammunition a long time ago, just one morning, the battle consumed most of the ammunition they brought, and the supplies in the rear had not yet arrived, and the 358 Regiment could only grab the enemy's weapons to fight, so the battle was extremely dangerous.

If you want to get the enemy's weapons and ammunition, you have to put the enemy close to fight, so as not to be bombed by the enemy's artillery fire, and now the two armies on the hill have always maintained a distance of 50 meters to facilitate the volunteer soldiers to obtain ammunition.

When the bullets are almost consumed, let a wave of soldiers come up, and after killing, they can hold out for a while.

It was not until three o'clock in the afternoon that the fighting stopped, and no matter how long the battle lasted, people always had to fill their stomachs, and this was true for the volunteers and the American army.

The U.S. soldiers can cook without scruples at the foot of the mountain, outside the range of the volunteer soldiers, while the volunteers can only blow the cold wind on the mountain, nibble on a flatbread that is harder than a stone, or eat two bites of fried noodles in the snow, and the difference in food is 108,000 miles.

The GIs were boiling coffee, chewing canned beef in their mouths, and the battlefield was like their backyard, and they didn't worry that the volunteers on the top of the mountain would recoil.

Ma Youde's eyes flashed fiercely, and he bit the flatbread in his hand fiercely and said, "I'll kill you later, and let you eat canned beef in front of me!" ”