Chapter Forty-Eight: War Mode Opens III

Chen Jianghe pressed his body low, ran with two companies, lay down and waited for a while, and the four baby machine guns were protected in the middle.

The bullets around the No. 2 position came like an endless end, and the Jiangfang battalion burst out with amazing tenacity and combat effectiveness today, and the whole line entered a bitter battle.

Zhang San and the newly joined Fourth Company launched another unsuccessful attack and were quickly defeated.

More than a dozen soldiers were thrown down on the hillside, and the bodies of several soldiers were dragged in by the soldiers of the Jiang Defense Army, stripped naked, with their heads cut off and thrown out.

Zhang San lay on the ground and pounded the ground in pain, his left hand was already injured, and he hurriedly bandaged it. From five o'clock today, although his company has not rushed to the No. 2 position, it is still firmly nailed here, and he has no intention of retreating.

The commander of the fourth company has been seriously wounded, and all the companies have been killed and wounded, and now the two companies are combined, but only more than 100 people have combat effectiveness.

Although he was not reconciled, he really couldn't come up with a way, and the soldiers were just firing at the enemy in vain, and the twenty rows of bullets each person carried were almost exhausted.

When they were in a hurry to burst into flames, the soldiers shouted indiscriminately: "The deputy regiment commander is up, the deputy regiment commander is up!" ”

Zhang San looked back, and sure enough, it was Chen Jianghe who rushed up quickly, and suddenly lay down beside Zhang San.

Zhang San had red eyes: "Deputy head of the regiment, why did you come up too?" Even if I, Zhang San, have only one person left, I have to take down this position! ”

Chen Jianghe spat out the dust in his mouth: "Company Commander Zhang, this is not the time to be a hero, I will bring you a machine gun, you organize a formation, strive to rush again, and take it!" ”

All four machine guns moved to firing positions, and more than a dozen shooters were in each position. A few fell in the hail of enemy bullets, and the substitute shooters hurried to make up for it.

With Chen Jianghe's order. The four machine guns immediately made a formidable bronze sound, and four fire snakes swept out from the two diagonal rears, and these veteran shooters, who had fired thousands of bullets in the city of the Han River, controlled the range of fire concentration extremely well, and immediately smashed the firing positions of the two machine guns of the Jiang Defense Army into smoke and dust.

Several of the shooters of the Jiang Defense Army were beaten into a sieve, and even the thin shields of the two Wuqi Mountain guns were torn apart by bullets, and the back of the gun positions was beaten to pieces.

Zhang San was waiting for this time, and with a roar, he took the lead and rushed forward.

Unexpectedly, there was someone who ran faster than him, it was Chen Jianghe's kid, and the soldiers behind them barely formed three or four wave-like fronts, rushing up together.

He Kui had already injured his right chest, and he couldn't stop the bleeding even if he pressed the wound.

He barely straightened up: "Let's fight!" ”

It's a pity that after such a long period of hard fighting, the soldiers of the Jiang Defense Army were hit by such strong firepower, and almost all the heavy firearms were destroyed, and they had completely lost the courage to resist.

He Kui reluctantly stood up and threw his waist knife at a soldier who rushed up.

But he shouted: "Lao Tzu is Baturu, the chief soldier of Qingjiang, He..."

He only screamed half of it, but the rest of the words, which could never be spoken, at least three or four bayonets, stabbed into his body at the same time.

Zhang San, who was red-eyed, rushed over and smashed the rifle on his head.

The No. 2 position was occupied by the Iron and Blood Army, He Kui, the commander of the Kuizi Battalion of the Jiangfang Army, was killed in battle, and the Yuhuatai defense line collapsed on all fronts.

The blood-red banner of the "Iron Pioneer" hunted and fluttered on the No. 2 position.

Wang Feng walked on the scorched earth that still had residual warmth, his riding boots were stained with dark red soil, and He Kui's body had been placed.

A regiment, three battalions and a company, a short line stood on the hillside, waiting for his review.

This company, which has a full strength of 126 people, still has a maximum of 50 or 60 characters.

Zhang San stood in front of the team in tattered military uniforms covered in blood, saluting him with attention. Wang Feng patted him on the shoulder silently, looking at the outline of the Jinling city wall in the distance, his eyes were deep.

Zhang San took a step forward: "Commander, to fight Tianbao City, let's use my company!" So many loyal brothers have died here, and if we don't take Tianbao City, we will be sorry for them! ”

Wang Feng turned around and explained to Wu Wencai: "Let people send Company Commander Zhang to the bandaging center." ”

Zhang San struggled to be taken down, and Wang Feng saluted Yilian silently: "Very good job!" Disband! ”

The soldiers dispersed in silence, Wang Yangming came over and looked at these soldiers with Wang Feng, he was still young at that time, and there was a layer of tears in his eyes.

"Commander, the casualties this time are too great! They all blame me for not commanding well! But, brethren, none of them are a bad seed today, and I..."

Wang Feng didn't make a sound, and said after a while: "You know that it's best to reflect!" These are human lives! Give them the heaviest bereavement! The crippled, if you want to raise it, I will find a place to run the Invalides Farm... This time the roots are still with me! The brethren, after only twenty days of training, dragged them into battle... Wang Yangming, let me tell you, if you attack Tianbao City, there are still such heavy casualties, you should know what to do! ”

In this battle, 229 officers and soldiers of the Iron and Blood Army were killed, 377 were wounded, and more than 2,000 people from six battalions of the Jiangfang Army were annihilated.

Jinling City is also a gloomy fog.

Zhang Da braid was in his own festival hall, striding around. He is a purple-faced man in his forties, although he is short, but he looks very imposing, first worked under Su Yuanchun, the governor of western Guangdong, and after Su Yuanchun was dismissed, he took refuge in Yuan Shiren.

A few years ago, Yuan Shiren transferred 3,000 people to him to meet the two palaces, and since then he has become popular, until he became the general army of Jiangnan Province, commanding 20,000 troops and guarding Jiangnan Province.

Now he has almost no idea, and the Jiang Defense Army suppressed the uprising of the 9th Brigade, which was very successful! But he also fell into the Jedi of Jinling.

As soon as the fleet of the Huidang blocked the Yangtze River, he fled from Pukou to Laowo, and the road to Xuzhou was also cut off, so he had to defend Jinling ruthlessly.

There were more than 2 million silver deposits in the treasury of Jinling City, and the arms were enough to use, thinking that they could survive the overall changes. Unexpectedly, in the first battle of Yuhuatai, he defeated his six most elite battalions, and the whole army lost fear.

He watched Wang Shihong crying there and reading He Kui, and his heart was even more irritable: "You cry a fart!" He Kui is loyal to his duties, and he can't cry back. Where is your former majesty and pride? It's a shame that you're the number one general under my command! It's going to be a horse pee here! ”

Wang Shihonghuo stood up suddenly, and did not wipe the tears on his face: "Dashuai, there are more than a dozen battalions in my Hongzi battalion, tonight, I will lead the team to take Yuhuatai back!" Kill more people and give He Kui an offering! ”

Zhang Da Braid waved his hand irritably: "The battle is still long, we have no reinforcements, and the party still doesn't know how much it will be threatened!" It's important that you honestly guard Tianbao City for me, if Tianbao City is lost, you don't have to come back to see me! Just go! ”

Wang Shihong walked out majestically, and the footsteps were loud.

Zhang Da Braid was very unconfident, and sat down on the chair in a dejected manner, sighing for a long time.

He was not in the mood to eat at night, and even his favorite concubine had seen a lot of his face today.