readx; For the first time in his years in the army, Mu Yixiong felt tired, helpless, and even a little fear. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The combat effectiveness of the [***] team, and their determination to fight, have far exceeded his imagination. Those brave Chinese soldiers attacked the 317 Wing again and again, pushing the front forward again and again.

In battle, the squadron even had an advantage in artillery fire, which was hard to imagine before.

Everything is moving towards a favorable situation for the Chinese side, and the 317 Wing is becoming more and more precarious under the impact of such storms and waves

"Fight back! Order a counterattack on all fronts! In despair, Mu Yixiong gave the final order

This is Mu Yixiong's last chance, and it is also the last chance for the 317 United

The speed of the army's counterattack, the number of troops, and the fierceness of the offensive were beyond the expectations of the [***] team.

The 317th Wing attacked almost with all its might, even abandoning most of its positions, and still attacked by surprise.

The high ground captured by the new 8th Division in the second half of the night was occupied by the enemy at dawn. Then, the enemy immediately launched a fierce attack on the mountain egg polder. The new 8th Division, which was caught off guard, had to respond to the battle in a hurry, and it was extremely critical.

Braving enemy artillery fire, the heralds conveyed a handwritten warrant written by the division commander to all positions, and to all levels of officers and assistants, from the regiment commander to the battalion commander to the squad leader: Defend the defensive ground and be executed without permission.

Readers, all signed, to show their determination.

More than 100 suicide troops wrapped in white cloths, wearing red armbands on their arms, and leather boots rushed towards the mountain with bayonets. At the forefront was Han Jian, who led the way.

Before Wang Daoyuan's regimental headquarters could withdraw from Shandanwei, they were blocked by the enemy in the village.

In the village, there are only a tank defense artillery company, a special service platoon, a transport platoon, and more than a dozen regimental commanders, guards, and civilian personnel, and there are no regular infantry combat units, so there is no danger in the village to defend.

It was already 2 o'clock in the morning when the regiment headquarters was stationed in Shandanwei, and Wang Daoyuan ordered the exhausted officers and men not to sleep, and rushed to build fortifications overnight. Wang Daoyuan, who participated in the Battle of Songhu and the Battle of Wuhan, took precautions with his rich combat experience. Firstly, the terrain features were used at the entrance of the village to construct fortifications with side-fire, oblique fire and multi-layer firepower. Then, the walls of the houses in the village were opened to form a hidden passage inside. Done, exactly two hours. Two hours later, the enemy attacked.

The gunshots rang out, and Wang Daoyuan hurriedly ordered the 3rd Battalion on alert to the east to return to the regimental headquarters and the Mazu Temple Heights; On the one hand, the personnel of the regimental headquarters and the village troops searched for the coffins, wooden boxes, and barrels of the villagers, loaded them with sand, gravel, bricks and tiles, and placed them at the intersection of the village as artillery emplacements or machine gun bunkers; and blocked the windows on the wall, dug shooting holes, and prepared for street fighting; Then he ordered the excellent shooters in the special service platoon and the guards to occupy the roof and block the enemy with cold guns.

The first cold shot from the roof hit the head of Han Jian, who led the way, with a small bullet hole in his forehead and a hole the size of a small bowl in the back of his head.

The army did not stop charging, rushed to a distance of fifty or sixty meters from our position, and stopped advancing. At least three grenades exploded at the site of our cold gun fire, followed by dozens of shells falling on our positions.

The army began to attack, not holding up the bayonet, but first trotting at the waist of the cat, and then advancing sharply, but before the smoke of gunpowder had dissipated, it had rushed to less than 30 meters from our position, and then stopped. Another artillery bombardment, groups of shells flew a few meters above the enemy's head, blowing up the gravel and mud of our army's frontal position, but no flesh and blood flew sideways. As the bugle sounded, more than 100 enemy troops jumped up, stood tall with bayonets, and pounced on our frontal position.

Not a single shot was fired from our frontal position, but the positions on both sides suddenly fired a dense group of bullets and accurate bullet points, and the cold guns of the snipers also rang out, and these more than 100 upright enemy troops who barely had time to hide became the live targets of our army. Half of the enemy forces fell, and the remaining half pointed at the enemy commander's sword, and rushed straight to the positions on both sides of us. We set up a light machine gun in the frontal position, and then set up a light machine gun in the front line, and then set up a group of our troops, who had retreated to the second line to avoid artillery fire, and quickly occupied the frontal position on the first line. The front and sides formed an intertwined net of fire, forcing the army to lie down and jump; Lying down again, jumping up again, rushing to my position, and falling down in half.

"Hit!"

Wang Daoyuan threw the first grenade, and his guards followed him closely with an entire box of grenades. Cluster grenades exploded at the crowd, and screams were replaced by screams. The enemy suicide unit finally collapsed, leaving the corpse of a squadron in front of our position.

In front of the position, the strong smell of blood almost completely covered the smell of gunsmoke. The enemy destroyed our improvised first-line positions with even more intense artillery fire, and then destroyed our second-line positions. There were a lot of corpses in front of the position, and both the enemy and us suffered heavy casualties. After repelling four enemy charges, Wang Daoyuan ordered to retreat into the village for street fighting. At the most urgent time, the enemy rushed less than 200 meters in front of our regimental headquarters, and the men, porters, and clerks all took guns to participate in the battle, and only then did they repel the enemy.

At night, the enemy withdrew, and countless fires were lit around the mountain egg polder, and the sound of military trumpets came and went, as if they were deploying and mobilizing troops. Another attack at dawn.

The 3 battalion rushed back for reinforcements. Wang Daoyuan ordered two companies to reinforce the Mazu Temple Heights, and one company counterattacked Yanda Mountain, which was captured by the enemy, and the Shandanwei regimental headquarters did not leave a single soldier. Wang Daoyuan announced categorically: "Defend to the death, fight with him wherever the enemy rushes, and the rest of the person has to be defended, and my regiment commander is also ready to die here!" ”

At this time, the commander of the new 8th Division sent the deputy division commander and the chief of staff of the division, together with the liaison officers of the US military and the troops directly under the division, to the Mazu Temple Heights, and established a division command post to participate in the battle. He left only a platoon of guards, a telephone set, and a map, and commanded a small mountain village in the enemy's encirclement less than five miles east of Shandanwei, and was ready to reinforce Shandanwei at any time.

The division commander and Wang Daoyuan are very clear, and the enemy should also be very clear, this is the last opportunity for the enemy to recapture Shandanwei, and it is also the most difficult and critical moment for me to hold on to Shandanwei.

At this time, our new 9th Division and the 11th Division of the Temporary also rushed towards Shandanwei, and did not give the last opportunity to the enemy.

Mazu Temple, 1 battalion, 2 companies, 6 squads.

After the construction was completed, the squad leader Li Erxi called their nine brothers to the monument and said to them almost word by word: Defend the position, kill more devils, and defend the ancestors

The brothers were all enthusiastic and determined to fight to the death.

They took the Mazu Temple as the last core position to defend to the core.

Their machine-gun firing points were very cleverly set up, under the foundations of a large bluestone roof made of one meter square, and there were five places where they could move and shoot at the enemy from all sides. They had only one light machine gun, but they had plenty of grenades, and the company commander left them two-thirds of the company's grenades.

If it weren't for the panic, the army would not have made a big mistake and chose to attack at dusk. Because, the army launched an attack from the east to the west, which was against the light. And our army is Shunguang, and condescending. The time and place are favorable, and it is all in our army.

The army seems to have concentrated all its artillery and fired rapidly to bombard the Panguling Heights, but it was very blind and scattered, perhaps due to the influence of light, and could not aim at the target.

The artillery fire lasted a full 20 minutes.

The artillery stopped, and the enemy did not charge, but fired light and heavy machine gun fire, firing at various targets to test our firing points. Our troops did not return fire. The sound of artillery was renewed, and the suspicious targets were bombarded one by one, and the infantry attack began. It is said that the army is a group of 30 people, a total of three groups. The first group charged in front, the second group in the center, and the rear team covered, advancing alternately. Behind him, there are more than a dozen overseers wearing steel helmets, with red sleeves wrapped around their arms, holding submachine guns or command knives.

was not blocked, not even a cold gun was fired, and it approached the Mazu Temple on the peak.

The guns of the defenders rang out, not machine guns or submachine guns, but the three eight guns that he used, four three eight guns. Four bullets passed through the three groups of soldiers who were charging at the cat's waist and accurately hit the supervising team, among which the commander with a command knife was shot through the steel helmet and fell to the ground and died on the spot.

Then, submachine guns and light machine guns rang out, and all the fire was bursting, and the enemy soldiers fell one by one screaming. The enemy was powerless to fight back, their eyes were blinded by the direct sun, and even the commander's telescope could not see our targets. And our defenders are perfectly aware of their every move. The enemy withdrew from our fire range and built fortifications around the Mazu Temple. Thirty-eight shots rang out again, and there was no missing shot. The dead corpses or wounded soldiers lying in front of the Mazu Temple, each or each person, were hit at least one to two or three times until the groans and screams completely disappeared.

After the sunset sank into the mountain, there was only a touch of blood red left in the western sky, and a squad sent by the regiment commander to carry reinforcements carrying water, food and medicine broke through the enemy blockade line to reach the Mazu Temple, setting off 10 people and arriving 5 people.

The enemy did not wait for dawn to attack more fiercely at midnight, more than 200 troops swarmed up, more than 10 grenadiers fired at close range to form a fire net to suppress our firepower, and large-caliber artillery was fired from a long distance, causing the flames inside and outside our Mazu Temple to burst into flames, and the houses and trees collapsed.

The Chinese soldiers remained calm and calmed down and brought the enemy closer before fighting. The firepower of machine guns, submachine guns, and rifles is differentiated, concentrated, and combined, sometimes sparse and sometimes dense, and changes with the change of the enemy situation; The location of the grenade, the way it is dropped and the exact surname of the grenade all constitute the greatest lethality to the enemy.

Wang Daoyuan, the regiment commander who watched the battle with a telescope on the main position, was amazed by the command level of Li Erxi's platoon and the fighting quality of the soldiers, and wrote his admiration into his battlefield notes:

"I garrison sergeant platoon attached to Li Erxi, with his clever mind, rich combat experience, give full play to the experience of strict training in peacetime, and fulfill his duties, only led nine soldiers and a light machine gun, and fought with the enemy all night. Although the number of enemies increased to more than 200, the position was still unscathed thanks to the fact that Li Platoon was brave and good at fighting in the face of danger, killing more than 80 enemies, and the remnants of the enemy did not retreat.

On the third day, at dusk, Panguling finally fell, except for one person who reported that he had survived, and all the defenders were killed. Among them, Li Erxi, who was wounded twice but still did not get out of the line of fire, and five comrades-in-arms died in hand-to-hand combat with the enemy bayonets.

Wang Daoyuan burst into tears when he heard the news, and gritted his teeth: "It's worth dying, my group has replaced seventy or eighty enemies, so that the main position can be defended!" ”

The main position, the 201 heights, and the adjacent heights immediately became the main targets of the Japanese army. The fierce, heroic and tragic battle for the 201 heights, the battlefield notes of the head of Wang Daoyuan faithfully recorded everything:

"July 12th, fine.

More than 500 infantry guns were drawn from various places to unite with the enemy, four mountain artillery pieces and one flat-firing gun, and at about 19 o'clock they attacked the 201 heights southwest of our country. The officers and men of the first battalion were all calm and stubborn, and finally wiped out more than 100 enemies, and the position did not move. The enemy on the eastern heights increased to three hundred, and after dusk, they attacked our eight companies of guards. Company commander He Yuzhi, bravely commanded, rushed to kill several times, the enemy was finally defeated, I still stuck to the same place, and He Jun died heroically, this is very sad

July 13th, fine.

The enemy gathered more than 1,000 troops and several artillery pieces from various strongholds and fiercely attacked our 201 heights at dusk. The officers and men of the second and third companies of our garrison were determined to live and die with the position, and fought hard with the enemy all night; At the same time, he ordered his company to form another assault group to make a detour to the enemy along the foothills of the highland, and eventually more than 200 enemies were annihilated.

July 14th, fine.

The enemy company said that it had failed to attack our 201 from the ground, and after dusk, they attacked again, and in order to achieve the purpose of their siege, they engaged in a fierce battle with the defenders of our first battalion, and the enemy was very numerous. Due to the frequent arrival of enemy reinforcements, unfortunately the attached two packs were occupied by the enemy. Yu immediately ordered Yang Zengchun, the company commander of the position, to defend the 201 heights, and ordered the company commander Yun: If the 201 heights are not defended, the noble officers will not survive. As a result, not only did they hold on to Heights 201, but they were eventually completely recaptured. At that time, the 1st and 8th Company of our 2nd Battalion also attacked the enemy at the eastern end and other places and Pangu Ling: the 3rd Battalion attacked the enemy at Dongtou Village after dusk, and as a result, it was in a state of confrontation with the enemy in the vicinity of the village. In this battle, two officers were wounded and three were killed."

At night, the guns fell silent, and the enemy in front of the 201 Heights ignited four or five piles of blood-red fire. Since the start of the war, the enemy has lit several fires and burned corpses almost every night.

There was also fire in front of our position, which was ignited by enemy shells and grenades, and it was still burning on withered grass, broken trees, and stumps. Under the fire was blood, and the blood of the enemy and the enemy was blended, soaking the scorched earth in front of the position. The thick blood and the strong stench of corpses mixed in the night wind of the mountains in the middle of this July summer, and it entered not only the sense of smell of the warring sides, but also penetrated into their souls, so that they could no longer be exorcized

The battle of Shandanwei ended like this in the pen of the reporter accompanying the army:

"Our side is killing hotly, the morale of the officers and men is strong, those who grab the top of the mountain grab the mountain, burn the stone cave and burn the stone cave, and the orderly soldiers also pick up guns and go everywhere to find the lost enemy to 'make a fortune'.

Unfortunately, we did not have bayonets, and there were few submachine guns, and as soon as we rushed up to the enemy with bright bayonets, we relented first with a ghostly cry. '! The ghost has a few eight shots, and there is no use for a bayonet! Our boss was angry, hateful and scolding. There was a Sichuan boss who rushed up. One of the enemy's officers danced in front of him with a war knife, he held his gun and puffed up his chest, glared at him with wide eyes, and scolded: 'Ghost son, you come, is Lao Tzu afraid of you?' The nervous tension caused him to forget to turn on the handle, and the enemy took advantage of the situation to cut off half of his body. The enemy also fell under the submachine gun.

On a high ground where we lost six casualties, the platoon and company commander fought fiercely for three hours, and then our army concentrated 20 submachine guns and formed a three-platoon death squad to take down the high ground. A company commander kicked a dead enemy in front of him, but he was shot, and it turned out to be a wounded enemy lying there pretending to be dead, only to be hit by a stone that burst his brain."

The counterattack of the Yue army finally failed, and this also means that the fate of the 317th Wing's destruction is irreversible.

In this crazy counterattack, Mu Yixiong mobilized all his strength, but he did not get the desired success, so when the [***] team began to launch the final general attack, there was not even enough strength for a squad around Mu Yixiong.

Mu Yixiong looked at the artillery fire not far away in a daze, and didn't say a word.

Looking back, the Han Zhan named "Iwata Masao" is gone. Mu Yixiong actually smiled. Han Jian is always like this, he can betray his compatriots, and he can also betray his "master".

The honor of "Taiwan's Tiger" was completely lost in his own hands. I don't have the face to go back to my book anymore.

Mu Yixiong sighed, turned around, and slowly walked back to his temporary headquarters, he pulled out his command knife, looked helplessly and desperately, and then unbuttoned his military uniform

At the same time as Mu Yixiong committed suicide, Ma Debi showed a victorious smile.

He looked at the stunned "gentry" who had been taken to the front by himself, and asked calmly: "Who is the master of Taiwan here?" He had a proud, even somewhat arrogant smile that hung on his face.

No one answered him, and Ma Debi didn't need anyone else to answer him.

The Chinese team is the master of Taiwan, and they are the victors and the kings of Taiwan!

Yes, I am the king of Taiwan from this moment on! Although one-third of Taiwan's land is still under the control of Yue himself, and he does not have enough strength to drive him out of the sea for the time being, this day will come soon!

When that day really comes, it may be as simple as controlling a Taiwan.

Not far away, the majestic and powerful singing of Chinese soldiers came:

"China will not die, China will not die; Loyal and brave athletes fought bloody battles on the battlefield. Guns, on our shoulders, blood, in our chests, and the solemn flag fluttering in the fire. I'd rather die than retreat, I'd rather die than surrender, and the strong enemy doesn't dare to block, don't dare to block"

This is the strongest shout, this is the most majestic song!

With this group of loyal and brave hot-blooded men, China will not die!

Ma Debi waved his arms vigorously, and he joined in the brothers' singing:

"China will not die, China will not die; Loyal and brave athletes fought bloody battles on the battlefield. Guns, on our shoulders, blood, in our chests, and the solemn flag fluttering in the fire. I'd rather die than retreat, I'd rather die than surrender, and the strong enemy doesn't dare to block, don't dare to block"

This song has been fluttering in the sky over Taiwan for a long time!

(To be continued)