Chapter 1200: Just on!
Feng Ye no longer knew how many enemies he had killed, and in the end, he didn't even need to deliberately aim, as long as he raised his gun, he could see the enemy drilling into his scope.
"Ahh
And on the battlefield, there are screams everywhere, and when the old ones are gone, there will always be new screams to take over.
At this time, the wounded soldiers could not be sent at all, they could only be bandaged simply with the help of their comrades, and those who could fight continued to fight, and those who could not fight could only pray for dawn or the enemy to retreat.
"Kill and give!"
Grabbing. The devil's reinforcements were endless, as if there was no end, and the wounded soldiers could not see any sign of their retreat; And in fact, too, the enemy finally seized the main position of the assault team and attacked it, whether it was from the point of view of destroying the opponent or the intention of breaking through the position, it was impossible for them to retreat.
"Sudden ......"
"Da Da Da ......"
"Bang, bang, bang......"
巘戅九饼 Chinese戅. "Boom, boom, boom......"
The fierce gunfire continued, and before I knew it, it was already dawn, and in the morning light, around the position, there were bare half-cut wooden stakes standing on the charred black earth, all around which were full of craters and broken corpses, and the smoke of gunpowder was filling with the morning breeze, and the gunfire that resounded throughout the night continued.
"Buzz ......"
The roar of aircraft engines sounded in the sky, and air support finally came.
"Go on the offensive."
The devil officer looked overhead, not panicking at all, he didn't believe that the Americans on such a stalemate battlefield would dare to throw bombs.
"Knock Knock Knock ......"
The U.S. fighter jets looked at the battlefield of the fierce battle, shook their heads, and after pouring a wave of machine-gun bullets in the outer woods, they pulled up the nose again, and they couldn't bomb it.
"You can't drop bombs, you need to rely on yourself."
The air commander shouted over a walkie-talkie, and Kinnison asked for a wave of air support on the radio in the second half of the night, which supported him not only with material drops, but also with fire support, but unfortunately the actual situation on the battlefield was no longer suitable for bombing.
"Look, sir, they're airdropping again!"
In the sky, the transport plane dropped boxes one after another, and under the drive of the parachute, it slowly drifted towards the village.
"Keep attacking!"
Jiro Kajima had a black face, he couldn't occupy the village last night, that's why there was this airdrop, if the village was occupied, all the supplies airdropped by the enemy would be his own, but now he can only think about it.
"His daughter's horse, still not retreating? It's going to die! ”
Feng Ye looked around, fought all night, this large and small crater now has half of each side, they have grabbed some back, but to drive all the enemies out, it is obviously impossible now.
"Call Min Fei and Zhang Chuan for me."
Feng Yi put down his rifle and let the signal man behind him call.
"How's it going for you there? How aggressive is the enemy's attack? ”
Soon, there was a reply from the walkie-talkie, and Feng Yi picked up the microphone and shouted.
"Regiment commander, the enemy in the north has no offensive position, but is only carrying out fire harassment, and there is not much pressure."
Zhang Chuan had a very comfortable night this night, and the enemy's fire harassment could not even be contained.
"Regiment commander, the casualties of the first battalion are not large, and the enemy does not have many offensive troops."
Min Fei's words were a little worried.
"You immediately send two platoons to reinforce the position of the second battalion, assemble in the village, and dig a communication trench from the side of the ring position, remember?"
Feng Ye shouted.
"Understood!"
Two people shouted for their lives on the microphone.
"Colonel Kinnison, are you online?"
Feng then called Kinnison, who wanted to confirm the situation in the southeast direction.
"Colonel Feng, I'm on the line."
Kinnison's voice was full of concern, in fact, he had asked for reinforcements last night, but he had not received General Merrill's consent.
"Is there an enemy attack on your side?"
Feng asked.
"I haven't found it yet, I've asked the soldiers to set up light and dark sentry posts outside the cave, so the enemy doesn't want to sneak up on me."
Now that the battle has been fought, even Kinnison has become much more careful.
"I need you to draw troops, not to reinforce this side, but to help dig a communication trench from the circular position in the village to the northwest, there are too many wounded here to be transported down, there is no communication trench, they can't go down, they can only wait for death on the position."
Feng Yi's voice was sad, he didn't know how many brothers had lost their lives because they couldn't be sent down in time.
"Okay, I'll arrange it right away, three hours, three hours will definitely extend the traffic trench to the northwest position."
Kinnison thought about it, there were only more than 700 meters in total, and it should be in time for him.
"Thank you!"
After Feng Ye finished speaking, he hung up the call and picked up the gun again.
"Dig it for me!"
The bullets in the air were flying indiscriminately, they were stray bullets from the front line, and now the village was becoming dangerous, and everyone had to be fast enough to move, and they had to find cover.
"Huhuhu......"
The brothers of the 1st and 3rd battalions knelt on the ground with their legs on their knees, waved their sapper shovels, and among the dirt splashes, one pit after another appeared in sight, slowly connecting into patches as they spread around.
"Hey, they've done it; Guys, show our friends what muscles are and get! ”
When the Americans arrived, the officers shouted, one by one with sapper shovels, ran into the jungle and began to dig in the smoke of gunpowder.
"Tweet ......"
The stray bullets above their heads kept flying, making the soldiers understand that this was the battlefield, and they didn't care whether their posture was good or not, one by one they bent over, knelt on the ground, their hands swinging violently, and the soil flew all over the forest with their movements.
"Bang, bang......"
On the position, as the day dawned, the machine gunners on both sides stopped firing, and it was Cold War time for rifles, except that the soldiers of the commando were still using Thomson to occasionally shoot a shuttle to show the enemy their firepower.
"Hold on, the regiment commander has already asked people to dig a traffic trench, and when the traffic trench is opened, you can go down, with the doctor here, you will live."
Inside the crater, weary brethren comforted their pale brethren.
"Brothers, the commandos endured the bombardment of the Japanese heavy artillery after dark yesterday, they suffered heavy casualties, the camp was full of wounded soldiers, and even the large amount of plasma in reserve was used up, they have been holding out for eight days, today is the ninth day, they have firmly attracted the main force of the Japanese army, and now it is time for us to break through the frontal position."
On the front line of Yubang, Sun Liren is mobilizing before the war, and everyone in the new 38th Division is now on the front line of Yubang, and now only the enemy's solid position needs to be captured, and in the case of a large number of troops, the defenders dominated by the Burmese do not dare to come out to fight with them in the field.
"The brethren of the commando team are bleeding, and our new 38th Division is not a vegetarian, division commander, you can give the order!"
Han Shaogong pouted, he was also very angry, he was blocked by the Japanese in the forest for dozens of days, his battalion commander Qin was killed in battle, and he wanted revenge.
"Captain Han, you guys take a break first, let's go first!"
The commander of the 114th Regiment looked at Han Shaogong, and he persuaded this officer, not that he was afraid that he would rob him, but that the brothers of the 112th Regiment did look a little miserable now.