Chapter 75: We Must Win This Battle!

"Shang Haiyi. The Eighty-Two Massacre! The Flattop Fir Massacre! Xinbin Massacre! Xibaotun Massacre! Yucheng Massacre! Linjiang Massacre! Ylang Massacre! The Old Black Ditch Massacre! Tianjin Bombing! Jinshanwei massacre! Shanghai Bombing! Luo Jing Massacre! Yanggao Massacre! State Su massacre! The Great Bombing of Jinling! Jinling Massacre! Hanwu bombing! Celebration of major bombing! The bombing of the capital! The Great Bombing of Anyan! State Landa bombing! Panjiayu Massacre! Shangrao bacteriological warfare! Cellar massacre! Guilin Seven Star Rock Massacre! Bacteriological Troop Human Experiments! ”

There was a monstrous hatred in his voice, and every time he said a word, his eyes carried a hint of fierceness!

"Look at the living conditions of the North Korean people that we have seen along the way!"

"Tell me, why are we fighting this battle!

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"Why should we win the war!"

"Isn't it because we hope that our homeland will not be invaded again! Isn't it for our homeland and our compatriots to be protected from war? Isn't it so that our compatriots can get out of this miserable situation! ”

"So, this battle, we have to win! Played beautifully! Playing wonderful! ”

"Show those arrogant foreign devils how we can win their planes, artillery and tanks with a pair of legs!"

"Show those who look down on us, our Motherland, our people have stood up!"

"Show those who are trying to spy on our homeland, we are not easy to mess with!"

"We must win this battle!"

Xia Yuan's voice was sonorous and powerful, his tone was firm, and his eyes swept away with tears.

An earth-shattering roar resounded through the sky in the tunnel, covering up the earth-shattering artillery fire, and the sound almost turned into a mass of power, like a sharp sword invincible.

The warriors in the No. 1 tunnel were full of fighting spirit on their faces at this moment, they raised their arms high, clenched their hands into fists, they stood so straight, their waists were stiff, like the ridges of a mountain.

The soldiers in front of them are only in their early twenties, and some are even only eighteen or nineteen years old, and they are such young soldiers who use their thin bodies to shoulder the burden of national security.

Xia Yuan raised his arm with the warriors, and at this moment, he seemed to have found his faith, which belonged to his soul.

At this moment, he became the star in the hearts of this group of young warriors.

And the group of young warriors in front of him have become the stars in his heart.

30 days and nights.

The long-awaited moment finally arrived, and at 22 o'clock, the artillery fire of the volunteer army began on time.

After the first row of guns was discharged, followed by all the artillery fire, Katyusha made its first appearance in Shangganling, and the powerful rocket artillery roared towards the enemy. In an instant, the whole world seemed to let out a series of screams, coming from the position of Shangganling, the valley shook, like thunder falling, and the mountains and rivers roared together, like the roar of the river.

The soldiers in the pit squatted at the mouth of the pit with their guns in hand, looking at the brilliant flames in the distance.

One of the fighters said, "It's beautiful." ”

Another soldier continued: "Yes, it's beautiful, this is our country's cannon, we are strong!" ”

The artillery fire continued to bombard, since the 25th, every night, our artillery fire will always come to Shangganling for a brief bombardment, sometimes it is five minutes, sometimes it is ten minutes, the time is basically ten o'clock, after the enemy has figured out this law, learn wisely, every night, they will send their troops to a blind spot that the artillery bombardment can not bombard, and when the artillery fire is over, the counterattack troops of the volunteer army come up, and then they quickly rush up.

On the night of the 30th, as usual, the stick soldiers on Shangganling hid in the dead corner, and the stick soldiers watched the artillery of the volunteers continue to fall on the surface position of Shangganling, chatting without care, boasting about how many volunteers they had killed on the battlefield.

Ten minutes later, the artillery fire ended.

Under the orders of the commander, this group of stick soldiers quickly moved towards the mountain, rushed to repair the fortifications, and blocked the volunteers.

Xia Yuan looked at the time, saw that the cannon stopped, and immediately sent a squad of fighters to harass the enemy on the mountain.

The harassment lasted five minutes.

Light machine guns, grenades, but they were thrown up the hill, and after five minutes, they quickly withdrew, and just when the stick soldiers were puzzled, the sound of volunteer artillery fire was heard in the sky. It turned out that during the tug-of-war in the Shangganling tunnel, the rear of our army was not idle for a moment, and when they observed our army, they did not know that our army was also observing them.

When the artillery surprise attack ended, the enemy, as in the past, thought that the counterattack of the volunteers had begun, so the troops hidden on the opposite side poured out of the dead corner area in piles and groups, trying to use the superior forces to launch a crazy counterattack when the volunteers were not firmly established, and pressed the troops who counterattacked the volunteers down the mountain.

And this happened to fall into the trap set by the volunteers.

The whistling sound of artillery shells of the volunteers came from the sky, and the artillery of the volunteers moved their guns forward and fired them at the road of movement on the surface of Shangganling in the dead corner.

In the past, they bombed others, but now they are bombed by others, which is really uncomfortable.

"Our cannons are starting to go off again! Hahaha! Blow up these turtle grandchildren! ”

The soldiers in charge of the sheep attack returned, one by one, very happy, and in the rear, their rocket artillery constantly flashed with flames, flying overhead, piercing into the clouds, and emitting bursts of dragon groans.

After encountering a burst of artillery fire from the Volunteers, the enemy withdrew to the dead end area, waiting for the artillery fire of the Volunteers to pass, in an attempt to recapture the surface position of Shangganling.

This time, the artillery fire of the volunteers only lasted five minutes before stopping, and when the stick soldiers hiding in the blind corner looked at the sky and seemed to be still feeling the artillery of the volunteers, the gunfire rang out on the surface position, and the soldiers who had rushed over before and the counterattack troops of the volunteers fought, judging from the gunfire, the fighting was very fierce.

The sound of machine guns echoed through the valley, and the explosion of grenades roared like thunder.

The commander realized that the enemy's counterattack troops were coming, and immediately ordered the stick soldiers to quickly support the surface positions, and they must knock down the counterattack troops of the volunteers.

However.

When they came to the surface position, the attacking volunteers sensed that their reinforcements were coming, and they retreated, and they breathed a sigh of relief, and the surface position was finally held. At the same time, I feel strange, the volunteers in the past were not the masters who retreated so easily, why did the sun rise in the west today? As soon as their side came, they all ran away.

The commander was stunned and ordered the soldiers to retreat quickly.

And then the soldiers who were in the blinds figured it out.

Because the shells overhead rang out again, the shells made a sharp roar, and they bloomed everywhere on the surface positions of Shangganling, a large number of fortifications were destroyed by the shells, a large number of soldiers died under the destruction of the shells, there were wails and screams everywhere, and everywhere there were disgraced and embarrassed stick soldiers, they were all stupid and stunned by the artillery bombardment of the volunteers.

They did not expect that the artillery of the volunteers would use tactics, and the continuous bombardment destroyed most of the fortifications on the surface positions, and the stick soldiers were killed and wounded countless times, and there were fallen guns and broken corpses lying on the ground everywhere, and there were wounded soldiers of the stick soldiers everywhere.

This round of artillery fire lasted ten minutes.

All the surface positions and fortifications on the 597.9 heights of Shangganling were blown to pieces.

The moment the artillery fire stopped, the soldiers came out of the mouth of the tunnel one after another, and immediately after, the trumpeter blew the trumpet belonging to the volunteer soldiers, and the loud trumpet sound was far louder than the earth-shattering cannon.

This moment.

The big counterattack has begun!

The night before, in addition to the three companies of the 86th Regiment of the 15th Army, one company of the 134th Regiment was also included, and they crossed the artillery blockade of the 'United Nations Army' and entered the tunnel of the 597.9 heights unknowingly, and together with the troops in the original tunnel, they served as the first echelon of the counterattack. A total of 7 companies of the 86th, 134th, and 135th regiments formed the second echelon of the counterattack. The 91st Regiment was assembled on the front line of the 1000, 700, and 511 heights in front of Wusheng Mountain, as a reserve echelon for the counterattack force. (The 135th Regiment was replenished)

Fight back time, a week!

Xia Yuan led the soldiers of the eighth company and a squad, carrying three machine guns, one of which he held in his hand, and strafed the enemy on the hill, the bullets whizzed through the battlefield, the recoil of the light machine gun seemed to have no in his hands, and the sound of the gunfire shook the Shangganling Heights.

His offensive was very fierce, controlling a light machine gun, and the bullets were fired into the enemy's bunker fire points one after another, although the hit rate was not as good as the big eight one after another, but the bullets of the light machine gun formed a straight long line, and the suppression formed by the firepower assisted the counterattacking troops in the tunnel to break through the defense line of the stick soldiers.

The fighters fought their way to the ridge, lay down in the remaining trenches of the enemy, and counterattacked the stick men on the positions.

It was pitch black, the sound of guns and cannons enveloped Shangganling, the firelight flashed out from time to time, and there were shaking black shadows everywhere, under the guidance of the charge trumpet, the soldiers rushed into the position, relying on the enemy's remaining trenches, advancing step by step.

The great counteroffensive prepared by the Volunteers alarmed the commanders of the 2nd Korean Division and the 7th US Division, and they quickly sent troops to reinforce the Shangganling Heights, and they absolutely could not let the highlands be lost.

The casualties at night are already so great, and the casualties during the day will be even greater.

However, this major counteroffensive was not only aimed at the surface positions of Shangganling, but also began to fire at the enemy's rear when the tunnel troops and ground troops launched an attack on the surface positions of Shangganling.

In particular, the Katyusha flickered rockets poured on the enemy's garrison and artillery positions as if they didn't want money.

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Except for a company of stick soldiers stationed in the surface positions on the west side, where the terrain is relatively narrow, a battalion of the enemy is stationed in the surface positions on the east side.

Even if they have experienced the brilliance of artillery fire, the stick soldiers and foreign devils are also soldiers, and they are not as vulnerable as they imagined.

When the enemy's high point had just been established in the No. 1 position, a long chain of fire came from a very far distance, forming a long whip to shoot at the enemy's fire point, and before the enemy's fire point sounded, under the charge of the fighters of this powerful suppression and demolition team who were not afraid of death, an anti-tank grenade was thrown on it, accompanied by a fierce roar, The enemy's unsounding point of fire disappeared under the explosion of anti-tank grenades, and the few light and heavy machine guns that had just been delivered were also reimbursed.

Without the suppression of the enemy's firepower point, the battle on the No. 1 position almost became a one-sided trend, especially behind the back of the soldiers' charge, Xia Yuan controlled the heavy machine gun, with a physique far beyond ordinary people, with a strong force to withstand the recoil of the heavy machine gun, the bullet of the heavy machine gun he controlled, forming an almost straight long line, under such ferocious firepower, not to mention the enemy's machine gun firepower, even if it was the firepower of a defensive machine gun like a bunker, it could not withstand the suppression of Xia Yuan's fierce firepower.

Under that long chain of fire, the enemy's defense line built on the No. 1 surface position in a short period of time was vulnerable, a series of fire chains swept past, bullets puffed on the dirt in front of them, hit them screaming and screaming, so that they didn't even dare to show their heads when they reached the rear, and the volunteer soldiers were under the cover of such ferocious firepower, all the way like a bamboo, and soon killed in front of the enemy's defense line, throwing grenades one by one.

In less than half an hour, the enemy's first line of defense quickly collapsed under the ferocious attack of the volunteers, and at this time the last line of defense built by the enemy on the No. 1 forward position remained, and the remnants of the stick soldiers began to retreat to the rear, they discarded a large number of wounded and guns and ammunition, and under the cover of the 60 mortars, one ran faster than the other.

The volunteer soldiers soon occupied the surface position of the No. 1 position, and they quickly and simply cleaned the battlefield and quickly occupied the enemy's first line of defense.

"Let's go!"

Xia Yuan took several heavy machine gun deputies, and together they carried a water-cooled heavy machine gun, to the first line of defense abandoned by the enemy, he quickly raised a crane gun, squinted at the enemy's last line of defense, the light and heavy machine guns on the enemy's last line of defense were shooting at the first line of defense, the muzzle flame was extremely conspicuous in this dark night, and he said to the soldiers around him:

"Give me your gun!"

The soldier hurriedly handed the gun to Xia Yuan, he was a soldier of the Eighth Company, and he had seen Xia Yuan go to the battlefield to kill the enemy, which could be described as the god of war in Shangganling, Xia Yuan lay in the bunker, set up the gun to aim, pulled the trigger, and the bullet whizzed out, and the enemy's flaming machine gun was extinguished instantly.

Bang bang bang ... Several crisp gunshots in a row, the enemy's firepower points were knocked out one by one, Rao had seen the combat effectiveness of Xia Company Commander with his own eyes, but in this dark night, he was still so shocked that he couldn't speak.