"Chen Shuizai."

"Twelve bullets, two grenades."

"Liang Weigen."

"Thirteen bullets, two grenades."

"Liang Xionggen"

“……”

The British, who left more than 50 corpses and more than 20 immobile wounded between two barbed wire fences, retreated to the seashore.

After a short period of excitement, the soldiers of the Liberation Army did not have time to clean up the results of the battle, and were first asked by the platoon commander to count the remaining ammunition. It turned out that the average person consumed seven rounds of ammunition, but the grenades had not yet had time to be used. In total, nearly 600 rounds of ammunition were consumed, but the results achieved were less than half of the machine guns that used only 200 rounds, which was really disappointing to the officers. If there were two platoons of survivors guarding here, only a tenth of the 300 British troops had fled back. But fortunately, this batch of recruits was not damaged, and they could be regarded as having gained actual combat experience.

At this moment, several battleships turned around and returned. This time, the guns were fired on the port side, and the soldiers of the Liberation Army had already drilled into the anti-artillery holes early, and the shelling of the warships did not achieve better results than the last time.

Later, the British sent hundreds of soldiers in small boats, and it seemed that they were going to launch a larger offensive. This time they brought more hemp rope and almost uprooted the first barbed wire. Of course, the Liberation Army could not let them get their wish, but unfortunately the marksmanship was always unsatisfactory and could not affect the work of the British at all.

The first barbed wire fence was finally turned into an ornament thanks to the tireless efforts of the British army. Having learned the lesson just now, the British formation this time was very scattered, and the mines in the minefield were almost exhausted, and the British army quickly reached the second barbed wire. More soldiers began to pull out the columns, and more soldiers fought at the Liberation Army, and all the British soldiers waited in fear, either rushing through the wire fence or being swept away by the fire whip of death.

It's a pity that none of the things they were waiting for came, and what they were waiting for was a cannonball that fell from the sky. Eight 60 mortars spoke at the same time, because the firing elements had already been calculated, and the shells landed exactly where they were supposed to go. Columns of smoke rose into the air through the crowd, tearing apart the bodies of the British soldiers around the blast site. Luckily for Wolfe, the man in front of him blocked all the fragments for him, and the blast wave of the explosion sent the latter flying backwards, knocking Wolf to the ground, which allowed him to dodge the second and third rounds of shelling. After the three rapid fires, Wolf pushed away the unlucky guy who was pressing on him, got up, and just wanted to thank the latter for his "self-sacrificing" behavior, but found that the other party no longer needed it. At this moment, the same trumpet sounded again, and the lucky man got up and turned in triumphantly again.

The artillery attack had a good effect, leaving at least a hundred corpses and an equal number of wounded in the British army. The place where the shells had baptized was full of mutilated torsos, fragmented limbs, and all sorts of things that were unclear. The Liberation Army once again achieved zero casualties, although the British soldiers' marksmanship was better than that of the Liberation Army, but they used to shoot at standing targets, and this kind of combat style of hiding in a ditch with only one head exposed made them very uncomfortable. It's so unfair that their whole bodies are exposed in the wilderness! The steel helmet also provided good protection for the Liberation Army, and the lead bullets used by the British army could not help this round iron pot at all.

Seeing that the enemy was rushing like a rising tide and running away like a low tide, the soldiers in the trenches let out a tsunami-like shout, as if they were cheering for victory, and as if they were laughing at the enemy's defeat.

After tossing twice, the British lost their troops and lost their generals, and the recovery army was also exhausted, and the two sides stopped their activities with a tacit understanding. Everyone is ready to recharge their energy and gather strength for the next battle. The cooking squad brought lunch up from the traffic trench, and a large bowl of white rice was poured with a spoonful of fragrant potatoes and braised pork, which opened the mouths of the soldiers who had worked hard all morning. Taking advantage of the rest time, Zhang Pan led the battalion headquarters to the front line to inspect. Seeing that so many big officials came at once, the soldiers who were still gobbling up hurriedly stood up, and it was a golden rule to salute the officials, no matter which dynasty or generation. The instructor hurriedly pressed his hands weakly, "Don't get up, don't get up, continue to eat!" When you're full, let's the British! ”

The three platoon commanders were hiding in the bunker and smoking, and when they saw several leaders coming, they immediately stood up and saluted. Zhang Pan walked up to the three young men, stared at the three faces that had been smoked by gunpowder for a moment, and then solemnly returned a military salute. After withdrawing his hand, Battalion Commander Zhang smiled and slapped the chests of the three platoon commanders one by one, "Good job!" The elimination of more than 200 British troops, without any damage to themselves, is a great achievement in any era. ”

The two infantry platoon commanders looked evasive, a little embarrassed. The elimination of more than 200 British troops, most of which is due to mortars and a small half to machine guns, should account for less than one-sixth of the results of the riflemen, which makes people feel that the riflemen are all confused. The instructor saw the expressions of the two and encouraged: "The first time I went to the battlefield, I was able to hold the gun steadily, I could hold the trigger, I didn't cowardice, I didn't pee my pants, it's good." These words made the two platoon commanders feel a little better. But when I think about it, the indigenous soldiers have such a performance, not how brave they are, but more of a light on life, whether it is their own or someone else's. It is also the so-called "life in troubled times is as cheap as a dog". Survivors have the same psychological barrier to killing if they hadn't lived through the dark times that followed the cataclysm. If it were a modern person in peacetime, it is estimated that his feet would have weakened with fright.

Zhang Pan moved an ammunition box and sat down, and beckoned others to find a place to sit, "Let's talk about it!" What do you think the British will do next? ”

This is also the question that the three platoon commanders were talking about just now. The second platoon commander preemptively said: "The British should increase the intensity of the attack, and it is very likely that they will launch an attack on a regimental scale, and they may also transfer the artillery units of the army to strengthen the intensity of artillery preparation." ”

"And what are you going to do?" Zhang Pan asked again.

"We are not afraid of the shelling of the British at all. They don't have the firepower of the American army in the Korean War, but our tunnel model was learned from the volunteers, and this level of artillery bombardment can't even turn over the earth, let alone sink the ground by a meter. The second platoon commander said confidently, "We only need to strengthen the side firing firepower, and arrange a Maxim at the joint position on the left and right sides, so that no matter how many British troops come, they will be killed." "With the barbed wire barrier, the situation of the British army is no better than that of the thousands of Zulus decades later in the original time and space, so the second platoon commander dared to speak so much.

"This suggestion will be considered by the battalion headquarters, mainly depending on the scale of the British offensive next." Zhang Pan agreed with the second platoon leader's point of view, and then shifted his gaze to the first platoon leader. "What do you think?"

"The second platoon commander is right, and I basically agree." The platoon leader expressed his different views in a euphemistic way.

"What about the rest of the basics?" Everyone is a smart person, how can they not hear the meaning of the words, the instructor asked first.

The first platoon leader smiled, and seeing the expression of the second platoon leader, he didn't mean to hate him, so he said, "Then I'll talk about my immature opinion." Don't laugh if you say something wrong! ”

"Say yours quickly!" Zhang Pan scolded with a smile, "When did you become such a mother-in-law?" ”

The first platoon commander is only 21 years old, he was still in college, and now he is mixed in the military system, and some workplace rules still have to be taught, and the second platoon commander who was born as a migrant worker does not know much about these. But the superiors have already made it clear that he is allowed to speak his mind, and there is no need for him to hide it anymore. "If you hit a nail twice in a row in the same place, a normal person won't come and touch it a third time. So I think the British, in the face of successive setbacks in the frontal offensive, will look for a breakthrough in other directions next. ”

"Where do you think it will be?" The instructor asked.

The platoon leader did not immediately say the answer, but began to analyze one by one. "The right wing is completely impossible. Next to it is the Stonecutters Island barracks, where there are two big guys, and the British warships dare not approach at all, let alone row two kilometers before the boat has a place to land. ”

Everyone nodded. The platoon leader continued: "Although the British can land from Saigon and go around our back to make a sneak attack, there is a company of the training battalion there to defend, and we don't have to worry. "The first company of the training battalion is composed of more than 100 survivors, all of whom have rich experience in fighting mutants, and are equipped with all Type 56 firearms, which is both the general reserve and Zhang Pan's hole card, and he will not play it until the last moment.

The two directions were vetoed, and the only thing left was the left flank, where a vast area was not controlled by the Liberation Army, and the scouts sent were also expelled by the British, and it was impossible to understand the movements of the British army. "And there are also large woods there to provide cover, so I think it is entirely possible that the British will feint from the front, and at the same time penetrate the left flank, and take us by surprise." Ruling out the impossible, the platoon leader came to his own conclusions.

The corners of Zhang Pan's mouth pulled down. As a battalion commander, he can't see as far as his platoon commander, which makes him very faceless, but he is not jealous and can't see others better than him. After listening to the words of the platoon leader, he began to think about countermeasures, but the instructor asked for him: "Platoon leader, if the situation you said occurs, how should I deal with it?" ”

"I am a fool and a thousand thoughts, and I have an occasional gain. On the issue of this kind of deployment adjustment, several leaders have far-sightedness, and of course they see it more clearly than me, so I will not be ugly. "The platoon commander understands that as long as he points out the problem, it is enough, and how to adjust the troops is decided by the superiors, and he will not go beyond the line.

"You kid don't make a fool of yourself!" Zhang Pan also knew that this guy was playing tricks, but he didn't demolish him. He stood up and patted a platoon leader on the shoulder, then looked at the other two platoon commanders, "The frontal defense will be handed over to you!" ”

The instructor also advised: "Our present task is to resist the attack of the British, to kill and wound their living forces in large numbers, to beat them painfully, to be afraid, and they will accept our terms of peace." And the key to holding the position lies in you, do you have faith? ”

"Guaranteed to complete the mission!" The three of them replied in unison.

Although it was a war period, the logistics department of the Liberation Army still tried every means to make everyone full and well-fed, and after lunch, they sent a large bucket of mung bean soup to everyone to cool off. At the same time, additional ammunition was also sent, and 20 rounds of ammunition per capita were replenished. Judging by the previous battles, 20 rounds were more than enough to complete a low-intensity battle. In contrast, the treatment of British soldiers was a little worse. The white soldiers at the beachhead were also given white bread and broth, while the Indian soldiers were given only brick-hard black bread and bitterly salty potato soup.

After lunch, with a short rest, the British launched a third attack. This time it was replaced by Indian soldiers to take the lead, I don't know if the three brothers were afraid of death, or the British army changed their tactics, the loose team of the third brother stopped and stopped, and the distance of several hundred meters actually walked for twenty minutes, feeling that they were grinding foreign workers, and the British officers did not urge. When the team reached a distance of two hundred meters, they did not advance, but began to dig fortifications and build artillery fortifications in their place, as if they were fighting a protracted battle. Several platoon commanders were confused by the actions of the British, could it be that the trench warfare that only existed in the First World War was going to appear in advance? The platoon commander was considering whether to ask the artillery company to make another artillery attack, when he heard the gunfire of the left position, and then heard the anxious voice of the platoon commander of the second company and the platoon on on the walkie-talkie. "I'm Weng Zhongtian, come and help!"

"The British will also play with the West!" The platoon commander immediately gave an order to his staff sergeant, "Luo Jiaying, you take the third squad to the left flank to support!" ”