"Da Da Da ......"

On the opposite side of the bridge over the Pew River, the soldiers had overcome their initial panic and quickly pushed the Gaoping dual-purpose heavy machine guns with a range of more than 1,200 meters to the river bank to form a heavy machine gun position that could effectively support the friendly forces on the opposite bank.

However, the most terrifying thing is still those soldiers who are in a desperate situation!

More than 1,000 well-trained soldiers of the Yue Army, after experiencing the initial panic and the initial scattering and fleeing, faced with the Jedi who had no way forward and whose retreat route was intercepted, when they should have been beaten to the ground, these soldiers slowly regained their composure amid the shouting and snorting of the officers wielding pistols and katanas.

Regardless of which squad they belonged to, which squad they belonged to, or which brigade they were standing in, as long as they saw the lowest-ranking officer with the squad leader's logo on their shoulders, they would naturally rally to that squad leader's side. And those squad leaders who play a role in rallying morale on the battlefield, when they see officers with higher official positions than themselves, they will also take their subordinates and desperately move closer to each other.

It is precisely by relying on this hierarchical management system and this attitude of absolute obedience to the superiors that these scattered and disrupted armies have been reunited with the bullets smashed in the face with such a command system as squad leaders, squad leaders, squadron leaders, and brigade leaders.

When the grenade smashed out of the grenadier, with breathtaking precision, the Type 91 grenade smashed onto the heavy machine gun position of the 598th Regiment, blowing up a cloud of gunpowder smoke mixed with blood; When the heavy machine guns and light machine guns of this army began to strafe, forming a fan fire belt, and with the sniper of the infantry who were one-third of A-class marksmen, forming a fire defense line integrating points, lines, and surfaces, the 598th Regiment was finally suppressed as if it were using a knife to cut through the creamy offensive rhythm.

Shao Zuo, who had always insisted on standing in the most conspicuous position and using his body as a symbol to regroup his subordinates to his side, was finally knocked down by a mortar shell, and stood up again with the help of his subordinates. He glanced at his right hand, which had been blown to a blur of flesh and blood, and the bones had become more than twenty pieces, and even the most brilliant surgeon could not recover the original state, and this young Zhuang faction soldier, who was only in his thirties, suddenly let out the craziest long howl.

Just as all his subordinates watched in disbelief, this Shao Zuo actually grabbed the command knife that was stuck upside down at his feet with his left hand, stained with his own blood, and tried his best to cut off his right hand, which was blown to a bloody blur.

Although his whole body trembled in pain, although he bit off the wooden stick he put in his mouth in one bite, and although the blood gushed from the wound and his face became pale like a sheet in an instant, this young man still tried his best to straighten his body, pointed the command knife in his hand behind him, and cut off the position of the second battalion of the 598th Regiment where they met with the large army. He hissed and shouted: "I was wounded and disabled, I can no longer stay in the army, and when I return to China, I can only become a wasted person, and all the soldiers who have become a burden to the country stand up!" Rather than returning to Japan and living a nest, let's be here to serve the emperor and meet the call of the great god as a samurai!! ”

It was under the leadership of this Shaozo that more than 100 soldiers who were destined to leave the army for the rest of their lives and become a wasted man, singing the war song of no regrets in their hearts, with their admiration for the emperor, with their race living on a small island, in the face of volcanic eruptions, earthquakes, and resource shortages, the kind of aggression sublimated from the fear of nature, launched the most crazy suicidal attack on the position of the 598th Regiment that was blocking in front of them.

There is no military maneuver to lie down in the face of machine-gun fire, because a considerable number of them, once they fall to the ground, may not be able to get back up with their own strength; In the face of the rain of bullets pouring from the storm, watching the colleagues around him fall one by one, no one turned back, and no one flinched, not that they were all not afraid of death, but because before leading them to launch a kamikaze charge, Shao Zuo publicly ordered that three machine guns were set up on the position behind them...... If you don't retreat, you can't kill!

No one would have thought that under such circumstances, the Yuben army, which had obviously been scattered and disrupted, would burst out into such a crazy counterattack, and when they were caught off guard and could not mobilize enough firepower to suppress it, they would let this group of death squads rush into their positions.

Looking at those people whose faces had changed miserably, feeling the fear and panic in their hearts, there were two more bullet holes in their bodies, I don't know what kind of strength supported him, and finally rushed to the enemy's position The one who laughed.

"Long live His Majesty the Emperor!"

In the frenzied long howl, the white smoke suddenly rose from this Shao Zuo and all the soldiers behind him who rushed to the position of the Zhong[***] people, and dozens of people actually ignited the grenades that had been prepared on their bodies together...... "Boom! Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! Boom ......"

In the roar of grenade explosions that were almost in a line, at the regimental front-line command post, Lei Zhen, who saw this scene with his own eyes, couldn't help but gasp, he understood better than anyone that on the battlefield, a commander who took the lead and hit the craziest blow could make all his subordinates become crazy together, a group of crazy people who are no longer afraid of death!

The first to jump was a lieutenant, who was in charge of directing the machine-gun platoon and setting up the machine gun to promote the battle. The lieutenant shook off the tears from his eyes, and from one of his subordinates, he threw a pistol over a light machine gun and jumped straight out of the trench they had built with the corpses of their companions.

A volley of bullets hit, and the lieutenant fell to the ground, but his eyes still fell on the position in front of them, which was filled with gunsmoke, and he didn't know how many soldiers' fighting spirits were condensed, and he used his hands to desperately slap the ground under his body that was rapidly absorbing his blood, and had begun to loosen and soften, he straightened his neck, and hissed and kept shouting the same words: "Rush up!" Rush up! Rush up! Rush up ......"

No one gave an order, not even an officer's example, and the soldiers who had just gathered together rushed out of the area that could provide them with the most basic cover and rushed to the position defended by a company of the 598th Regiment in front.

There was no trumpet of the charge, no hysterical roars and screams of humans in the face of death, only silent charges, and blood flowers that bloomed from them. At this point, either they occupy the position defended by a company of the 598th Regiment in front, or their entire army will be annihilated in the path of the charge, and there will be no other possibility!

"Regiment commander, they are crazy, they are really crazy, everywhere there are crazy people rushing up with grenades, and the brothers on the battlefield are already fighting crazy with the enemy!" The commander of the 1st Battalion of the 598th Regiment, who was responsible for guarding the bridge along the bridge over the Pew River and cutting off the communication between this group of troops and the large force behind them, shouted loudly as soon as the telephone was connected to the regimental command post: "The casualties of our battalion are too great, the brothers are almost unable to withstand it, we need support, support immediately!" ”

Regiment Commander Zheng Tingji, who is also the commander-in-chief of the infantry of the 200th Division, stayed in the ancient city tonight to command the overall situation, and even annihilated the hundreds of soldiers who were deliberately put into the city by Lei Zhen in one fell swoop; Deputy Regiment Commander Huang Jingsheng also led the guard platoon and rushed to the forefront of the battlefield, at this time, the person who was qualified to command the 598th Regiment was of course not a captain platoon commander like Lei Zhen, but their regimental chief of staff.

Hearing the report of the commander of the first battalion, the chief of staff of the regiment couldn't help frowning. An ambush battle fought to such an extent that it really exceeded everyone's expectations. The 598th Regiment fought each other's brigade by regiment, and the three battalions had all been sent to the front line, and when it came to the reserves in their hands, only Lei Zhen and their spy platoon were left, even if they were put on it, they would not be able to change the situation of the battle even if they were put in place.

"I immediately report to the division commander and ask the division headquarters to provide support to our battlefield immediately!"

Hearing the first words of the regimental chief of staff, Lei Zhen couldn't help but shake his head again and again in his heart. The situation on the battlefield has undergone important changes, and as the supreme commander of the field, of course, he must report to the division headquarters as soon as possible, but at this time, it is tantamount to a fool's dream to expect the division headquarters to be able to dispatch troops to carry out support!

Division Commander Dai Anlan had already arranged the three infantry regiments of the 200th Division to various strategic points, forming a defensive network that formed horns against each other. In this situation where the battle situation is unclear and the movements of the enemy's main forces are unknown, it is necessary to fortify everywhere, and even the division guard battalion has been transferred to the front line.

The possibility of getting reinforcements is really very small, and the words of the regimental chief of staff are actually to put the decision-making power in the hands of Division Commander Dai Anlan, no matter whether there are reinforcements or not, how the final battle situation develops, he just obeys the orders of his superiors. Such behavior, there is no big prize for a big victory, and there is no heavy penalty for a big defeat, it can really be called a flat and stable, step by step!

Lei Zhen took a step forward and said in a deep voice: "Chief of Staff, the 598th Regiment Special Service Platoon, please join the war!" ”

In the face of Lei Zhen's request to fight, the head of the regiment subconsciously shook his head vigorously.

As soon as he nodded, the fate of this small unit, which was regarded as a treasure by the 598th Regiment, on the battlefield was related to him. Such an order really deviates from the life philosophy of "no fault is merit" that he believed in in his life.

"Chief of Staff, the commander of the first battalion is almost unable to withstand it, even if the division headquarters can send troops to rush over to support, it will take a while, I'm afraid that the water will not be able to quench the thirst of the near."

Lei Zhen was really anxious, "Although our spy platoon has few people, it is all equipped with automatic weapons, and from the perspective of a salvo firepower, it is no less than a company and a half, and putting us on the battlefield should be enough to help them withstand one side......"

Speaking of this, Lei Zhen's voice stopped abruptly, because it was only at this time that he suddenly thought of a question, since the guard platoon had been taken away by Huang Jingsheng, and their special service platoon stayed in the regimental headquarters, so they naturally took on the role of the guard platoon, even for the sake of their own life safety, this regimental chief of staff would never send them, a well-equipped and well-trained new force, to the battlefield.

Looking at the regimental chief of staff in front of him with a calm and steady face, with a certain "wisdom" in his eyes that he had been unwilling to understand all his life, Lei Zhen was really angry and anxious, and at this critical moment, a voice with a hint of hoarseness, but still loud, with the roar of a row of cannons, suddenly crashed into their eardrums, "Tell Zhao Yushan that if he dares to lose his position, Lao Tzu will want his head!" ”

Lei Zhen Huo Ran turned his head, and under his incredulous gaze, Huang Jingsheng, who had been charging on the front line with the guard platoon, actually came back! Huang Jingsheng glared at Lei Zhen fiercely, and shouted loudly: "Those little devils are surrounded by us and they are still so crazy, they are singing war songs, and they are worshipping the great gods, crazy and crazy, crazy fart!" Lei Zhen, what are you still doing in a daze, raising soldiers for a thousand years is used for a while, you kid and the spy platoon, it is time to pull them out for me! ”

Lei Zhen didn't speak, he just "banged" and pulled the bolt on the submachine gun, at this time, the phone at the regiment's front-line command post rang again, Huang Jingsheng grabbed the phone, only listened to two sentences, he roared: "I tell you, if you want reinforcements, it's a stone lion fart, no way!" Zhao Yushan, don't tell me anything about the enemy fighting too hard, they have grenades in their hands, and all you have in your hands are dumb bombs, vegetable bombs, and rotten eggs?? They dare to rush up with grenades, why can't you just rush down with grenades?! ”

Without waiting for the other party to answer, Huang Jingsheng "snapped" and hung up the phone fiercely, his eyes swept away, and shouted to the officers and soldiers of the guard platoon who fought back and forth with him on the battlefield: "If you are injured and can't fight anymore, stay for treatment, and the rest of the people, come with me, Lao Tzu just wants to tell those little people that they are crazy, Lao Tzu is more crazy than them!" ”

Nearly 100 people in the guard platoon and the special service platoon, listening to Huang Jingsheng's voice, felt that the lieutenant colonel's deputy commander was really fearless and murderous, everyone straightened their necks and shouted: "Yes!" ”

It was under the gaze of the regiment's chief of staff who shook his head and sighed again and again that Deputy Regiment Commander Huang Jingsheng, with the 598th Regiment guard platoon and the special service platoon, rushed murderously to the battlefield where the battle was most intense, and everywhere people pulled grenades and the enemy died together.

But no matter what, the troubles of this regimental chief of staff can be regarded as relief, when he has a hot head, he always likes to rush to the front, and he doesn't know that Huang Jingsheng, the deputy regiment commander who restrains himself, gives orders, and he, the chief of staff, naturally does not need to take any more responsibility.

"Lei Zhen, I don't want to talk to you about the story that the brave wins when they meet on a narrow road!"

Huang Jingsheng took the lead and said loudly: "The person who can make the three thorns of the spy platoon obey will definitely not be a fuel-efficient lamp, and I will leave the task of taking the lead in the charge to you!" If you kid is a bad bastard, what kind of trick do you dare to play on the battlefield with weak legs, believe it or not, brother, I will destroy you with one shot, and then I will also serve as the commander of the spy platoon? ”

Speaking of which, Huang Jingsheng and Lei Zhen laughed out loud as if they had heard some of the funniest jokes in the world. And when Huang Jingsheng subconsciously turned his head and glanced at the officers and soldiers of the special service platoon who were closely following him, he couldn't help but widen his eyes and blurted out, "What is this?!" ”

Although Huang Jingsheng is an officer with rich experience in actual combat and has also received formal military education at the Whampoa Military Academy, special operations are still at a fairly primitive stage in China, and only the Central Military Academy's teaching brigade can receive systematic training and integrate the excellent special operations theories of the world's military powers into their training and actual combat.

In the high-speed running, Lei Zhen only used a few gestures to give combat orders to the entire spy platoon. The entire special service platoon, with firepower and personnel tower matching, naturally formed four combat groups, and put on a double-arrow formation attack sequence. From Huang Jingsheng's point of view, these special service platoons who kept running, but were able to maintain two double-arrow attack queues, seemed to be arranged in the shape of a "w" in the English letter.

But with Huang Jingsheng's eyes, he could see at a glance that this strange marching army column had exerted the firepower fan of the entire spy platoon to the limit, and what made Huang Jingsheng nod again and again was that with the cooperation of these four firepower groups, and the mobility they showed when crossing the obstacles, they all secretly told him one point: their team, the firepower fan, has covered the four directions of the front, the rear, the right slope and the left slope.

Just as Huang Jingsheng was watching and thinking, Lei Zhen, who was ordered to fight the vanguard, had already rushed to the front with the spy platoon, secretly estimating the speed of the officers and soldiers of these spy platoons with submachine guns in their hands and at least twelve submachine gun magazines, seven grenades, and two smoke bombs on their bodies, Huang Jingsheng was a little annoyed to find that even if he didn't rush into the battlefield first just now and his physical strength was not lost, it would be difficult for him to keep up with this kind of marching speed, not to mention that these people kept up with their attack formation while holding their weapons when running at high speed!

"Da Da Da ......"

Lei Zhen and the others finally met with the group of stimulated warriors who were not afraid of death, and had already caused a small ripple on the battlefield.

The two troops collided together, and Huang Jingsheng's eyes widened again. Because he clearly saw that Lei Zhen had four attack teams with evenly matched firepower, and he hit four firepower surfaces. In other words, those guys in the spy platoon did not even think about concentrating their firepower to inflict serious damage on the enemy in the first salvo, but fought separately in small groups, and launched an attack on the enemy with a posture like a goddess scattering flowers.

It was now more than three o'clock in the morning, and the moonlight was so dark that even if they opened their eyes wide, they couldn't really see the entire battlefield clearly. Judging from the sound of gunfire and the point of impact, they had no idea how many enemies were pressing on them, and they didn't know where the real breakthrough point of these enemies was.

And at this critical moment, this group of soldiers lacked officer command, and with a single force of blood and courage to support the mode of operation, they were finally forced to expose their greatest weakness. In the face of a sudden attack, everyone subconsciously raised the gun in their hand and pulled the trigger in the direction from which the gunfire came.

In this mess, in addition to two of the four special operations teams continuing to exchange fire with the enemy and attract the attention of the other side, the other two teams have quickly rounded around from both flanks to flank the enemy. The gunfire one after another greatly distracted the attention of the soldiers, and the black canopy, which was the favorite cover of the special forces, almost encountered any obstacles, and the two flank encircled combat groups each reached their tactical positions.

With the captain's order, the two special operations teams, which quietly occupied the favorable terrain, threw more than two dozen grenades carefully prepared for them by Zhao Dawen God almost at the same time. The standard grenade used by the Chinese [***] people, which was filled with 50 grams of TNT explosives, in general, was only 22 centimeters long, and it was a hand-to-carry grenade with average power and shrapnel, even if it was a surprise attack, throwing more than 20 grenades on the enemy's position would not cause them too severe damage.

But don't forget, these grenades were personally concocted by Zhao Dawenshen! What he filled into these toys, which were obviously several times larger than the volume of Xiantong's grenades, was not tens or hundreds of grams of TNT explosives, but yellow phosphorus that had a strong ability to absorb the skin, and the toxic biomass produced after burning could even be absorbed by the skin, even if it was not burned on the spot, it would have a serious impact on the liver and other human metabolic organs!

This is a batch of high-heat incendiary bombs that are more terrible than fixed gasoline bombs on specific occasions!

Considering the problem of effect and the enemy's combat psychology, Zhao Dawenshen also made a batch of grenades filled with white phosphorus for the brothers of these spy platoons. This kind of grenade, although the lethality is not as strong as the yellow phosphorus grenade, but the white phosphorus can spontaneously combust in the air, and in terms of coverage, it is better than the yellow phosphorus grenade!

When the flames burned on the battlefield and in the air, smelling the bursts of fragrance emitted when the skin and flesh were burned, and feeling the yellow phosphorus burning on the skin, bringing the most terrible burning pain like pouring a bucket of boiling asphalt on the body, those soldiers who were still shouting "Long live the Emperor" just now and still waiting for the arrival of the great god of Yuzhao let out a scream like a ghost crying wolf.

In this case, the formation formed by the spy platoon has successfully evolved from a composite double-arrow formation to the most commonly used "pocket encirclement" tactic when special forces annihilate the enemy. The two combat groups occupying the flanks were responsible for carrying out fire cover, while the two combat groups that had just been in charge of feints and attracting enemy fire changed from a feint attack to a frontal main attack.

Looking at the soldiers of the special service platoon who were burned into chaos, and at the officers and soldiers of the special service platoon who surrounded the army from three directions and easily harvested the enemy's lives under cross-fire, Huang Jingsheng clearly knew that by this time, this duel between the strong that should have not officially started had already been selected, and the final winner had been chosen!

No matter how fierce those soldiers were to death, the special service platoon that had undergone Lei Zhen's strict training for half a year did not give them a chance to fight hard at all!

First, he used the method of fighting separately to distract the enemy's attention and influence their judgment, and then used two groups to feint and cover the other two groups to outflank them left and right, and successfully encircled the enemy who outnumbered him. With the help of unconventional combat weapons, the enemy's defensive circle and the last will to fight were broken in one fell swoop...... Looking at the scene in front of him blankly, Huang Jingsheng suddenly remembered that a few months ago, when Lei Zhen had just entered the special service platoon, he was worried that Lei Zhen would not be able to convince the public, and he had gone to eavesdrop and eavesdropped on Lei Zhen's training, and remembered a passage, "Unless absolutely necessary, the special forces will never engage in a head-on conflict with the enemy, but should use various methods to create a situation that is beneficial to themselves." When you have to engage the enemy, you only need to remember to pour out the maximum firepower and deal the most damage to the enemy in the shortest time, and these three elements are enough! ”

The officers and men of the special service platoon have undoubtedly successfully integrated the special operations theory and the three major elements taught by Lei Zhen into actual combat.

…… When Regiment Commander Zheng Tingjian rushed to the Ekechun generation position defended by the 598th Regiment with a battalion, there had been a tortuous ambush and annihilation battle here, which was nearing its end. On the battlefield, Deputy Regiment Commander Huang Jingsheng, who has always liked to charge into battle in person, was there, like a child who had just received his favorite toy, happily showing off to others a command knife that he had personally captured from the battlefield.

After listening to Huang Jingsheng's battle report, Zheng Tingji scolded Huang Jingsheng with his head and face, "As a commander, how can you play with your life like this, if you mess around again, I will transfer you back to Tonggucheng and let you go to the division headquarters to sit in the meeting room, and I will personally command the 598th Regiment!" ”

After teaching Huang Jingsheng a hard lesson, Zheng Tingjian turned his eyes and pointed to the command knife in Huang Jingsheng's hand that was made of shark skin as a sheath, with a kind of mechanical beauty and classical atmosphere, and said: "As a senior officer, what you have to learn is to use a pen more and less a gun, a katana, you can not touch it, and now this weapon will be kept by me for you!" ”

In a half-snatched way, he "received" the command knife from Huang Jingsheng's hand, Zheng Tingji appreciated it, carefully inspected the blade that had been tempered thousands of times, the fish-scale pattern, and felt the unique coldness and sharpness of this cold weapon, and what reflected it was of course Huang Jingsheng's bitter gourd face that wanted to cry without tears.

About two hours later, Division Commander Dai Anlan, who received the report of the complete victory, personally rushed to the Ekechun position to inspect and said to Huang Jingsheng earnestly: "Tingji told me that you killed the enemy on the front line like a soldier, and now you are the supreme commander on the position, and if the commander makes a mistake, the morale will be shaken. If you encounter anything in the future, you must be calm and stable, don't be rash, and don't be impulsive. ”

In the face of the teacher's teachings, what else could Huang Jingsheng say, of course, he had to nod again and again, and when he saw that the division commander Dai Anlan handed over something, he subconsciously reached out and took it, and took a careful look at the light in the command room, only to see clearly that it was a fountain pen that I didn't know how long it had been used, and even the plastic cap had worn off the color.

"This is Zheng Tingji, the head of the regiment, asked me to pass it on to you, he wants me to tell you that calligraphy can be suitable for Tao Ye to broaden his mind, and when he is usually fine, he will practice calligraphy more, and he will give you this pen."

Looking at the pen that can be bought for one dollar in his hand, maybe there can be a bottle of ink nearby, and now it is even older and can be called an antique fountain pen, thinking back to the sharp and narrow and graceful command knife that he captured from the battlefield, Huang Jingsheng really wanted to cry without tears. But as the so-called official and senior level crush people to death, Zheng Tingjian is his eldest brother who is happy and convinced, and now the boss and eldest brother clearly takes a fancy to the katana and wants to eat black and black, he, a junior and junior brother, can do anything but give it with both hands?

Dai Anlan's gaze finally fell on Lei Zhen's body, he carefully looked at Lei Zhen's expression and bearing, watched Lei Zhen's every move, and after a long time, he nodded with a smile and said, "You are Lei Zhen of the 598th Regiment Special Service Platoon?" ”

"Yes!"

"I heard that Jingsheng found a very good subordinate, not only trained the spy platoon well, but even said that Ben Jianxi dressed up as a British and Burmese soldier and tried to blend into the ancient city, but he also saw the flaw, and worked out a good plan to lure the snake out of the hole. The reason why I came here in such a hurry is that on the one hand, I want to enjoy this great victory with you, and on the other hand, I also want to see with my own eyes what the brave and resourceful figure of the 598th Regiment Lei Zhen really looks like. ”

Dai Anlan deliberately accentuated the pronunciation of the word "Lei Zhen", and without waiting for Lei Zhen to answer, Dai Anlan's generous hand fell on Lei Zhen's shoulder, and he said gently: "Young man, do a good job, I think I will be relieved to see you look like today, and your master has a spirit in the sky." ”

Facing General Dai Anlan's encouraging eyes, Lei Zhen only felt that a warm current slowly seeped into his heart, just such a word of encouragement, all the dangers he experienced were really in vain.

(To be continued)