Chapter 35: The Battle of Kacheng (4)

Without time to study why Hebar had such a change, and even came to the position to take the initiative to ask for battle, Jiang Yunzhi decided to take a gamble. If you win the bet, you will complete the blocking mission assigned to you by the commander; The bet was lost, and the commander was pulled on those four tanks to fight his way out.

"Colonel Hebar, please lead the cavalry battalion to assist the artillery of the 102nd Regiment in towing the heavy mortars to this location." Taking out the military map, Jiang Yunzhi tapped with his finger.

"Understood, guaranteed to complete the task. In addition, the commander of Chiang, the cavalry battalion, after requesting an artillery bombardment, made a sortie on the flanks of the enemy's artillery positions. ”

Jiang Yunzhi raised his head and stared at Hebar tightly, not knowing what this comrade baron was thinking! And Hebal's gaze looked at him firmly, without the slightest hesitation. Jiang Yunzhi was the first to avoid his gaze, "Okay, you can go out at the right time, Colonel...... Please take care! ”

When Jiang Yunzhi rushed to the front-line position, the Australian artillery bombardment had ended, and in less than half an hour, hundreds of shells fell on the position of the 102nd regiment. Qian Zhihao is organizing soldiers to dig up the collapsed trenches, treat the buried people, and hurry up to repair the positions in order to face the new round of charges that the Australian army is about to start.

In the whole morning's offensive and defensive battles, the 102nd Regiment suffered more than 30 casualties, and this half-hour saturation shelling almost reduced the indigenous regiment by one-fifth, and two Red Guard soldiers also died in the shelling.

Jiang Yunzhi found Qian Zhihao, who was covered in dirt and couldn't see his appearance, and pulled aside, "Zhihao, it's time to use the machine gun bunker, our artillery's attack on the enemy's artillery position will be launched in an hour." ”

"Poof!" Qian Zhihao struggled to spit out the sand in his mouth, "Regiment commander, as long as you knock out the enemy's artillery, the position will be absolutely fine!" ”

"Hmm. The commander has found out that the enemy's armored units, although they are all Peeding tanks, but also to strengthen the position, and have bazookas ready! Hebar's cavalry battalion would also be dispatched at the right time to completely destroy the Australian artillery positions. ”

"What? Regiment commander, the whites have already harmed us once, and you still let Hebar attack the Australian artillery? The camouflage steel helmet in his hand was slammed on the shooting bunker by Qian Zhihao.

"The commander personally gave me an account of the other white troops, and believed in Hebar!" Poker Face didn't have any mood swings, and coldly stated the reason why he chose to trust Hebal.

"I ......" Qian Zhihao, who almost scolded, heard that it was the commander's order, and frustrated him and tugged on the wind and discipline buckle, "The boss is in the middle of an evil spirit, why do you believe him so much?" I also think Hebal is a good kid, but he's white after all......"

"That's it! Zhihao, we cannot doubt the commander's orders. Quick, the enemy is coming! ”

The shouts of the Red Guard soldiers rang out again, waking up the natives who were in a state of distraction, hurriedly picking up their rifles and lying behind the bunker ready to shoot.

This time, in coordination with the Australian infantry, it was five Mark 2 cruiser tanks, the British divided the tanks into cruiser and infantry tanks, this kind of cruiser tanks were not suitable for this kind of positional warfare, but the Australian army was not equipped with infantry tanks. On the Australian mainland, before the advent of the Red Police, the enemies of the Australian army were natives, so the thickness of the armor did not matter. But when facing the Red Police, the Mark 2's thin iron plate, which is only a dozen millimeters, has become a fatal weakness. While the heavy machine guns on the Mark 2 tank kept the indigenous soldiers from looking up, more than a dozen guards equipped with platoon-level Type 56 40mm rocket launchers were quietly aiming at it. At a distance of 150 meters, just when the Australian soldiers thought that this charge would definitely break through the position, the bazooka was launched, and more than a dozen armor-piercing shells weighing two kilograms roared out, and one after another explosions sounded, or were detonated, or penetrated, and the four Mark 2s were scrapped in an instant, and even the infantry hiding behind the tanks also fell. There was a deliberately suppressed cheer from the position, but Qian Zhihao shook his head, the shooting distance of 150 meters was still far away for these indigenous soldiers, and five of the dozen rounds were hit, and one was not hit. took a nearby bazooka that had not yet been launched, aimed at the Mark 2 that was turning around and preparing to escape, "whoosh-boom", there was another cheer on the position, Qian Zhihao threw the launched bazooka on the ground, pointed to the tank that had caught fire, and said to the stinky fart, "Learn from Lao Tzu!" ”

The tanks were destroyed, and the rest of the Australian troops also crawled back, and the hearts of the indigenous soldiers on the position almost jumped out of their chests and slowly stabilized. However, the battle was far from over, the attack was frustrated, and five valuable tanks were lost, and the Australian troops were completely enraged, and the 25-pounder cannon howitzers of the artillery battalion roared again, fiercer and more dense than the last shelling.

In the trench, Qian Zhihao carefully put the scope in his arms to protect it, and shouted in Jiang Yunzhi's ear, "Regiment commander, where are our artillery?" Is Hebar unreliable? ”

Jiang Yunzhi shook his head, the sand on the steel helmet dripped down, he didn't know the situation of the artillery, let alone how to answer Qian Zhihao's question.

In the command room of the base, the holographic screen in front of Zhong Yi was showing the situation of the artillery position, and Hebar led the cavalry battalion to pull the heavy mortars to the designated place with horses, and then all the staff were ready and waiting for the attack. The indigenous artillerymen commanded by a small number of Red Guard soldiers were a little confused and in a hurry after a sudden transfer. Although Zhong Yi had already sent them the coordinates of the Australian artillery positions, it was not until an hour and a half later that the 12 100-mm mortars were arranged and the artillery bombardment began. This also led to Jiang Yunzhi and Qian Zhihao on the front line, and also caused the 102nd Regiment to pay more than 100 casualties, as well as the lives of six Red Police soldiers.

Finally, Qian Zhihao found that the shells that fell near the position had become sparse, and he hurriedly jumped up, and the dust flew up, as if it had come out of the ground. The trenches have changed beyond recognition, and the collapse of the trenches one by one has made the trenches lose their traffic function. The Australians did not give them time to repair, and a larger infantry charge had already begun. Qian Zhihao struggled to push away the two sacks under the bunker in front of him, revealing a low cement building only 30 centimeters above the ground, and a black muzzle poked out of a square window in front of him - the Type 58 twin heavy machine gun. There is one such bunker every twenty meters along the entire front, and it is also the only defensive structure that can be built in the Red Alert base at present. But after the shelling just now, less than half of the bunkers had their barrels poking out. Jiang Yunzhi gritted his teeth, which meant that dozens of heavy machine gunners were sacrificed. The sound of artillery stopped, but the more intensive gunfire suddenly sounded on the battlefield, this time, the Australian army's will to charge was also extraordinarily strong, fighting to the death, against the rain of bullets formed by light and heavy machine guns on the position, advancing step by step.

The machine gunners beside Qian Zhihao have changed the barrel of the red gun for the third time, and he has also used up three magazines, but fortunately, the Red Police Force has never worried about bullets in the war, especially since his base camp is not far from the rear, and the indigenous elders of the Kalgoorlie City Autonomous Preparatory Committee have organized the indigenous people to transport ammunition for the troops.

"Huh?" Qian Zhihao suddenly found that the person who ran over against the ammunition box this time was actually wearing a dark green guard uniform. The 102nd Regiment is all on the position, where is there still an army in the city? Did the commander send out the guards who remained at the base?

"Huh? It's white! Qian Zhihao grabbed the soldier who put down the ammunition box and was about to leave, "Which unit are you from?" ”

"Sir, 101st Company of the 3rd Battalion of the 2nd Regiment!"

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