It's just that Xia Yuan is plugging up, and he has already observed how the enemy's defense on the high ground is, contrary to what the company commander said, the enemy's strength with firepower bunkers is relatively rare, and even he has not observed how many American troops are defending in the front.

There were only two squads of troops to die, evenly scattered around each machine-gun bunker.

He said: "Company commander, we have to think about one point, the 311 Heights are easy to defend and difficult to attack, and the terrain is far more complicated than the 372 Heights, we will all take the 311 Heights, and the enemies of the 372 Heights must have thought of this!" ”

Xia Yuan pondered and said: "If I were the enemy's commander, after learning that the naturally easy to defend and difficult terrain of 311 had also been captured by the enemy, I would definitely consider that since the enemy was able to take the 311 Heights, then they would definitely be able to attack the heights through that steeper place." ”

His words seemed to wake up Company Commander Lei and Instructor Shao, and Company Commander Lei took out his binoculars and looked at the enemy's high ground, and after looking at it for a long time, he didn't see a single one.

Before the start of the 311 battle, the commander of the Lei company sent scouts to reconnoiter the three heights, and after running over, he quickly said: "Company commander, instructor, the enemy's deployment has not changed, it is exactly the same as observed during the day, but the enemy's strength situation, I can't see it, I feel that there are left, right and front, and it is obvious that I can feel that there are a little few enemies in front." ”

Company Commander Lei asked, "How do you judge?" ”

The scout replied: "Listen to our voices, you can hear the voices of the American devils when you feel close, where there are few machine gun bunkers, the voices of the American devils are more, and in these places where there are no machine gun bunkers, the voice of the American devils is very small." ”

The scouts detected exactly what Jing Jing had told.

The scout continued: "You ran a retreat route with no machine gun bunkers, and the difference between you and the 311 lowlands is less, and even worse than the 311 lowlands, there are fewer broken stones, and there are a lot of anticlines, the enemy is on the low, you can block the entire retreat route, at most the 311 lowlands have no anticline, you only ran to a place less than 200 meters away from the enemy, you can continue to retreat." ”

Company Commander Lei asked, "How sure is he?" ”

The 8th Platoon and the 7th Platoon, with 80 young volunteers, crawled close to the enemy's rear edge position, and we crossed the minefield cleared by the sappers with great concentration, cut the barbed wire behind us, and approached the enemy's rear edge position in a decisive manner.

The enemy's frontal position is well defended, there are no minefields along the rear edge, there are no eight barbed wire, eighty-one machine gun bunkers, criss-cross trenches and individual trenches, for the volunteers with no heavy firepower, just those machine gun bunkers are enough to block our retreat, not to mention the enemy who does not have a company under the hill.

Hell, our faces are all smashed.

After the battle of the 311 lowlands, the soldiers of the seventh platoon held their breath in their hearts, and there was a place to scatter, hitting the 372 lowlands, and the soldiers of the seventh platoon clenched their fists to break through the enemy's defense line.

Both of them didn't speak.

Commander Lei spoke, glanced at the time, and then said: "It's not even seventeen o'clock now, you have to hurry up, Lao Shao, you should also prepare." ”

Company Commander Lei was no more firm, "Bad, just act according to the platoon leader's battle plan, and ten minutes ago, launch a retreat!" ”

Time passed in the summer.

Quietly said: "Company commander, instructor, without you, you need to use Bazooka." ”

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack! The Chinese are coming! ”

Chen Lie put his gun under the cover, held his breath, and said: "No matter what bird language I say, you must take the enemy's low ground, if so, it will definitely be another low ground when the day dawns." ”

"Yes!"

After the words were finished, a pungent smell of blood came to the face, and in the dim bunker, there were two corpses of small soldiers whose faces had been pierced by bullets, and the flesh was not yet blurred, and in the corner of the wall, the surviving machine gun deputy was trembling.

The machine gun deputy outside the machine gun bunker immediately pulled the corpse of the dead soldier away, controlled the machine gun, and was about to shoot, when suddenly a bullet thundered and covered my ears, and hit me in the face, my head buzzed, and I fell in front of me.

The lieutenant did not want to stay under the position to direct the battle, and staying was just a dead end, indicating that he would be shot in the head by a Chinese sniper at any time.

I said, "Company commander, it's easy to attack from a steep place. Although there are few enemy bunkers on the front, at most there are no anticlines for the warriors to dodge. ”

In the 311 battle, more than half of the casualties of the first platoon withstood the enemy's fiercest retreat, creating an opportunity for the eighth platoon to retreat.

And now, a platoon can continue to participate in the battle, only nearly two squads of fighters remain, the eighth squad has the smallest casualties, the first squad and the seventh squad have greater casualties, we stay in the front, responsible for fire cover, the enemy's machine gun bunkers are evenly distributed, very messy distribution under the position, faintly can not see the shaking figure of the American devils.

In the distance, the volunteer soldiers hiding in the shadows heard the conversation of the American devils under the rear position, and they knew what to say.

"You heard that the Chinese treat prisoners preferentially."

I immediately turned around and ran out.

At this moment, in the minefield arranged by the enemy, he quietly erected a small four grains, aiming at the American troops under the mountain, and the commander of the Lei company looked at the enemy at the bottom of the mountain, and then looked at our position not less than a little far from the mountain, and said: "That has to be less than 200 meters, can you hit it?" ”

Under the rear position, the American soldiers who resisted alive were not gone, and there were Chinese figures everywhere, as well as the flames of the muzzles, and the bullets whizzed past me, startling the American lieutenant to shrink his body one after another, his eyes were not dull looking at the machine gun bunker, and his brain did not react at all.

At seven o'clock in the morning, gunshots rang out on the right.

Ma Xiaoyi called the soldiers of the seventh platoon over, grinned, and said: "Damn, hit the 311 lowland, we are embarrassed, I heard how the company commander trained you, that time, we want the company commander to see the combat effectiveness of the seventh platoon, it can drag the front legs of the company!" ”

Jing Jing patted his chest and said: "100% sure, company commander, dare to say otherwise, to hit the enemy's machine gun bunker, let's hit one by one, the guns outside the weekdays are practiced in vain!" ”

In order to buy time for the first platoon and the seventh platoon, we will take two large battle groups, and then attack the enemy on the right and left sides, then there is also a way, if the attack is going on in a short period of time, once the enemy reacts, it may form a trap on us, or reinforce the frontal battlefield, but only did not contain the enemy, so that the frontal battlefield can retreat smoothly, before speaking.

Boom!

"That time, no one should drop the chain, and don't lose the face of our seven rows."

Instructor Shao nodded.

A soldier shouted from outside the bunker: "Platoon commander, come and see." ”

After experiencing the 311 lowland, more than a dozen soldiers were sacrificed, and no dozen soldiers were wounded and stayed in the 311 lowland, and the troops that could fight were few, only one or forty people remained, scattered on the anticline that the enemy could see, with the seventh and eighth platoons serving as the main attack team, and the first platoon of soldiers being responsible for covering.

"Company B under the rear position has not yet been lost, and we have been fiercely attacked by the Chinese."

Chi Chi saw the sound of machine guns in the machine gun bunker, and an American devil lieutenant officer rushed back and scolded: "Bastard, the Chinese rushed down, why is it shooting, he wants us to break through your position!" ”

Even the snipers of our regiment don't have that ability, guns and headshots, what kind of jokes.

Xiang Wancheng was loading bullets, while Wang Xiaoliang set up the machine gun and aimed at the nearby enemy, Xiang Wan waited for the order to retreat.

Ma Xiaoyi said: "Let's go, get as close as possible to the enemy's rear edge position, and wait for the company commander's order to retreat!" ”

"Lao Xia's marksmanship is really powerful, the enemy's machine gun bunker has been dumb for so long, grandma's, Lao Tzu finally fought a beautiful turnaround!"

This is the pure American accent.

Xiang Wan also ended, I pulled the small four, the bullet swished out of the load, and shot back into the enemy's machine-gun bunker, the American devil steel helmet that was killed was all lifted to the ground, his cheeks were smashed by the bullets, and the flesh and blood were blurred.

The little horse scratched his head.

Instructor Shao led two large groups of fighters to attack the enemy, followed by the sound of gunfire on the left side, and in an instant, the gunfire suddenly became noisy, like a firecracker during the New Year, the bullet hit the stone, bounced away, and made a strange biubiu sound, and the sound echoed in the valley.

Each of them led a row of two large groups of fighters to the right and left, and their figures disappeared into the hazy white darkness.

"I hope that if we lose our sights to the lower emperor, if we are caught by the Chinese, they know how to abuse us."

Jingjing is a veteran soldier outside our company, and even the outside basically knows that when a platoon is long and fights devils, it is fatal, dare to rush and dare to fight, and play with a submachine gun in one hand, but it is still vague A platoon leader In addition to the submachine gun, the marksmanship is also a must.

The horse is a small person, and fortunately, the design of the American devil's bunker is also wrong, otherwise it is really difficult to drill back, drill back, a pungent smell of blood came to the face, and there were several American corpses lying under the ground.

Xiang Wancheng and Xiang Wancheng stayed, Liu Tiezhu is a new comrade, has there been such a tough battle, I will stay there as Wang Xiaoliang's deputy, and assist Xiang Wancheng in retreating for fire support.

Rubble splashed, a machine gun bunker near me was blown up by the Chinese, I curled up, staggered to the rear edge of the position, pupils slightly shrunk: "Fuck! What's the matter, your people are dead! ”

Instructor Shao said: "I remember that after I set off, I quietly practiced my marksmanship quietly, and I didn't think I wanted to fight American devils." You remember that there are not some people like that, they have no talent, how do they need to practice, and their guns are worse than some veterans, such as Chen Lie, the commander of the eighth platoon, when he first joined the company, his marksmanship was bad, and his performance on the battlefield was also excellent. ”

A soldier excitedly came out of the bunker with a heavy machine gun and shouted: "It's not out there, heavy machine guns, heavy machine guns, grandma's, you finally know what it is to have no money now, this reactionary is okay, then the Americans have no money, the platoon commander looks at it!" ”

"Shut up, does he want to go home?"

"What kind of machine gun is that, it looks like a bear, wait, you go back and see."

In front of him, Chen Lie held the small four grains, aiming at Qizhou, and before he was sure that the enemy under the position had not been cleared, he put his heart at ease, jumped on the trench, and said: "Don't dream, Lao Xia has no talent, you see that the speed of my gun is slower than yours, I am the most untalented person you have ever seen, and I will not find that Lao Xia has not yet shot in the future." ”

Instructor Shao said: "The two bazooka outside the company have little ammunition, and we must strive to knock out the enemy's machine gun bunker!" ”

Ma Xiaoyi was entangled in that question again, put the little four grains in front of him, walked over and shouted, "What's wrong?" ”

Ma Xiao sighed, checked the ammunition outside the magazine, and said to the warrior Nunu beside him, the soldiers touched the side with great hearts, the seventh and eighth platoons had not yet dispersed in battle formation, and Xia Yuan waited for the gunfire of the retreat order from the front.

Knowing that the Chinese's gunfire was getting closer and closer, I reacted, and the machine gunner who died tragically in the bunker appeared outside my mind, and cursed in advance: "Fuck, you guys are finished, you must be the enemy's sniper!" ”

The lieutenant was stunned: "Oh, shit! You're out of trouble! ”

Bullets whizzed over my head, knowing that the machine gun bunker had not been locked by the enemy's snipers, even the firing point was wishful thinking, and the worst way was to advance immediately, I held my head, passed through the trench, drilled forward, there were American soldiers' corpses everywhere, and the vast majority of them were shot in the head, the more I looked at it, the more frightened I became, and the more I looked at it, the more terrible I felt.

Company Commander Lei fell into deep thought, and said: "No matter where you retreat from, you can avoid casualties, since you haven't been reconnoitred by the scouts, and the situation is not as bad as the platoon commander said, let's follow the platoon commander's plan." ”

"Yes!"

The 140th Division was also tasked with cutting off the enemy's reinforcements, and the task was so arduous that the task of retreating to the position of one battalion of the enemy with one company abounded, and it was not only one company that shouldered the task of retreating to the enemy's eight lowlands, but also the burden under each company was equally arduous.

Ma Xiaoyi touched his head and scolded: "Grandma, what kind of bird language do those foreign devils say, why do they sound so hard." ”

The machine gun deputy on the other side was hot in place, sweating hot on his forehead, and it was clear that there was not a single sniper on the Chinese side.

In the hazy night, the soldiers of the first company set out again, and our target was the enemy's eight lowlands on the opposite side of the North Han River, and each division did not have the target of retreat, but because the two infantry divisions of the 80th Army were transferred and given to their brother troops, the only infantry division of the 80th Army was left.

Ma Xiaoyi was full of pride, pulled the trigger on the corpse of an American devil, made up a few shots, jumped out of the enemy's trench, looked right and left, picked up one of the American devil's guns, wiped off the dirt below, and said: "I know that you can be as powerful as Lao Xia if you change the gun." ”

"Platoon commander, the enemy's machine guns are all broken."

(End of chapter)