As soon as many soldiers woke up, there was a rumbling sound in their stomachs, they touched the shriveled grain bars, carefully pinched a little fried noodles from the inside, put them on the tip of their tongues, rolled their tongues, licked the yellowish powder on their black fingers, and then drank some water, but they could not feel a slight fullness.

Instead, they are even hungrier.

The warriors tightened their stomachs with their belts, squeezing their stomachs together so that they would not feel hungry.

Wang Xiaoliang carefully licked the fried noodle powder on his dirty hands until the licking was clean, many soldiers had already eaten the fried noodles, took off the grain strips, carefully turned out the inner bag, which was still stained with fried noodle powder, poured some into the empty canned jar captured from the US army, then poured some water, picked some grass and kneaded it and threw it in, lame off two branches to make a quick child, and ate a simple breakfast into his stomach.

The weeds were difficult to swallow, and many soldiers showed unbearable expressions on their faces, and they swallowed the food into their stomachs as they endured the discomfort.

Lao Yang got Xia Yuan some noodles and lakes, and put wild vegetables picked from the forest, "Eat some, you must be very hungry when you were on a mission last night." ”

"I'm not hungry."

Xia Yuan shook his head, "I still have a lot of fried noodles on me, and I give them to the soldiers." ”

He took off the grain strips on his body and handed them to Lao Yang, who looked at the half bag of grain strips and was a little stunned.

Xia Yuanhanhu said: "My food bars were eaten last night when I was on a mission, and these food bars were taken from the sacrificed soldiers and distributed to the soldiers who needed them. ”

Lao Yang raised his head and said, "I didn't see you go to collect the food bars on the sacrificed soldiers?" ”

"Collected during a mission last night."

Anyway, Lao Yang didn't know what he was going to do last night, so he stood up and looked at the soldiers who were eating on the battlefield, and his heart was faintly blocked, what role can this grain strip play, but it can't play any role, and the U.S. army looks at food strictly, and recognizes that the volunteers have run out of ammunition at this time.

If he wants to find a way to solve the dilemma faced by the current battalion, it is obviously not possible to rely on logistical supplies, then he can only capture from the enemy.

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It is obviously possible to maintain the food of one battalion of the enemy, but it is obviously impractical to defeat the battalion of the enemy, and besides, one of the enemy's regiments has already been reinforced.

While thinking about it, there was the roar of artillery shells in my ears, and the enemy's three shells smashed on the position of the volunteers, rolling up a large amount of soil, and two volunteer soldiers who were eating were killed on the spot.

Company Commander Lei shouted from the position: "Everyone, take cover, the shelling is coming!" ”

According to the degree of the enemy's shelling in the past, it must have been a fierce shelling at the beginning, but their artillery position had been blown up last night, and the number of howitzers that could be used was not much, but the power of ten howitzers could not be underestimated.

The soldiers leaned on both sides of the tunnel, bowed their heads to avoid the shelling, the explosion was deafening, a howitzer could cause the entire mountain to tremble slightly, a howitzer exploded not far from Xiayuan, the rolled up soil was several feet high, and the raised soil spread with the smoke of gunpowder.

The pungent smell of gunpowder smoke spread over the position.

The shelling has not stopped and is continuing.

The soldier in charge of reconnaissance in front shouted at the top of his voice: "The enemy is coming!" ”

The soldiers hiding in the tunnels woke up, got up from their trenches, and lay on the dirt to look into the distance, where the shells that fell from time to time caused them great trouble.

Xia Yuan shouted: "Is anyone hurt?" ”

No one said anything, Wang Xiaoliang shouted: "Liu Tiezhu is injured." ”

"You little calf."

Liu Tiezhu scolded and shouted again: "Platoon commander, I'm fine, I was scratched by the shell, it's okay." ”

He covered his arms and said, "Look, quickly tie me with a bandage." ”

Tan Zhanbiao ran over, patted the dirt off his head, and said, "It's okay." ”

"Squad leader, it's okay, I'm healthy."

Liu Tiezhu shouted.

"The enemy is coming!"

The shouts of the fighters were heard again from the position.

The front of the company's position was pressed by a group of American troops charging towards their defensive position, which was no longer a groping attack to judge the state of our firepower, but an organized and planned attack, with machine gun fire on the left and right of their attacking position, and each unit marched towards the target directly in front of them.

As soon as the heavy machine gun rang out, the chain of fire formed in an instant was like two long whips. Shells are whistling overhead, and the enemy is attacking.

Wang Xiaoliang pounced on the dust on his face, and began to pull his PPS submachine gun to return fire, and several comrades beside him were holding rifles, and began a habitual action, aiming at the target, standing still for a few seconds, and then pulling the trigger, and then pushing the next bullet. Wang Xiaoliang also began to do 'three-point shooting' to hit targets, but there were too many enemies, and they had long-range howitzer support, and many soldiers were seriously injured.

Xia Yuan was in front of him, the enemy was one after another, he was holding a big eight, bang, bang, the crisp sound exploded in his ears, and he was swallowed by the whistling shells, and the bullets accurately hit the enemy's machine gunners and knocked out the American lieutenants in the charging team.

Chen Lie also aimed at the machine gunners and walkie-talkie soldiers in the enemy ranks, and the number of enemies charging was too large, and once the enemy found a position of fierce fire, he would order the rear artillery to strike at that position.

So much so that since the start of the war, Xia Yuan and Chen Lie have been subjected to enemy shelling all the time.

This made Xia Yuan feel extremely strange, but he couldn't tell where the strange point was, he could only quickly transfer with his gun, came to a new shooting point, and first knocked out the soldier who was carrying Bazooka to fire rocket artillery at our position, and the bullet whizzed, piercing through the steel helmet of the American army, and his head fell to the ground.

Squatting down, he pulled out the magazine that popped out and reloaded it, and he was about to raise his head, but there was a sharp whistling sound above his head.

It landed on top of his head with a thud, and the dirt nearly buried it.

"Platoon commander, platoon commander!"

A soldier ran over and pulled Xia Yuan up, there was a buzzing sound in his ears, which sounded continuously, shaking his head, Xia Yuan shouted: "I'm fine, go to the battle, you can't let the enemy come up!" ”

This kind of battle is completely different from the cruelty of Shangganling, because of its special geographical location, the enemy cannot launch a large-scale attack, and can only take the company and platoon as a unit, and at the highest period, a battalion will be organized to attack the position.

The 336.8 heights are different, this is the main position of the enemy's attack, as soon as the battle begins, the enemy will launch a fierce attack, and the enemy is pressed by the black, and it is completely impossible to see how many enemy troops there are, at least in one battalion.

Although the enemy's attack was fierce, the resistance of the volunteers was also very tenacious, Xia Yuan was a defensive line that the enemy could not break through, and the pressure they faced was huge.

He changed orders so quickly that he barely had half a breath before the gunshots rang out from his position again.

The enemy seemed to detect Xia Yuan, and shells fell on the positions around him.

"Why are the enemy's mortars so fierce, they are not afraid of blowing up their own people!"

The soldier who picked up Xia Yuan shouted.

Xia Yuan was stunned for a second, squatted down, and immediately realized that something was wrong, it was obviously the enemy's mortar, he listened carefully to a shell that fell on the position, the sound was crisp, the power was not as good as the howitzer, it was very close to their position, and the fire power of the mortar was much higher than that of the howitzer.

"The enemy's mortars are only two miles away from us."

Xia Yuan judged the position of the enemy's mortars, but because the enemy's attack was too fierce, and the formation of the three companies was lined up, the pressure on them was huge.

336.8 The situation on the high ground was complicated, and only one battalion could not be deployed in all the places when the troops were scattered, so in desperation, their countermeasure was to form three companies in a line formation, and the three platoons in the company had to form a line of skirmishers, and the three battle groups shouldered a defense line dozens of meters wide, and they could not support each other.

The enemy's forces were very concentrated, and with artillery support, the attack was extremely fierce. Even if the enemy's artillery positions were eliminated, our army was still under fierce attack by the enemy, and the enemy's mortars were equipped to company-level units, blowing up the enemy's artillery positions, and the reinforced enemy still brought a large number of small-caliber mortars, which could pose a huge threat to our army with a little aiming.

Xia Yuan emptied a magazine, realizing that in such a battle, it was far from enough to rely on the big eight grains alone, he turned his head to look around, I don't know when, the soldier who helped him up beside him had already been sacrificed, he grabbed the submachine gun on the opponent's body, and fired at the enemy, a series of bullets strafed past, a large number of enemies lay down, and the enemy in the rear quickly lay down.

Seeing this, he pulled the grenades again, and threw out the grenades on his body one by one, and the grenades exploded above the enemy's head, and the broken shrapnel caused huge damage to the enemy.

“fuck！ He's not dead, he's not dead! Let the artillerymen, blow him up! ”

The wounded foreign devil let out a scream of pain, and the front of their attack encountered a Chinese with very strong combat effectiveness, and the marksmanship was very accurate, knocking out their walkie-talkie soldiers and machine gunners, fortunately, the fighters next to him were not combative, otherwise it would be difficult for them to launch a fierce attack on this Chinese in the front.

Xia Yuan threw seven grenades in a row, and the enemy who blew up didn't dare to show his body, he grabbed the submachine gun and strafed the enemy in the distance until the magazine was empty, and then touched the magazine on the soldier's body, and found that there was only one magazine left on his body.

With a buzz in his brain, he immediately realized why their combat effectiveness could not be compared with the warriors of the Shangganling period.

Not enough ammo!

A large amount of ammunition was hoarded in the tunnels of the Shangganling period, enough for a company to consume for a month, and now it is the early stage of the Korean War, the logistics supply is seriously insufficient, coupled with the continuous movement warfare of the soldiers, the ammunition can not be replenished in time, and when they arrive at the 336.8 heights, the ammunition on each soldier is almost bottomed out.

When the enemy attacked, the soldiers did not dare to use firepower to suppress the enemy, and could only shoot again when the enemy entered the firing range, which caused a huge drawback, that is, although every bullet in the hand entered the enemy's body and did not cause too much waste, but because of the lack of follow-up firepower, they could not suppress the enemy, so that the battle was very difficult.

This kind of battle was something Xia Yuan had never experienced, and in a flash of light, he loaded the ammunition of the submachine gun, reached out and grabbed the big eight, and loaded the bayonet.

Taking a deep breath, when the enemy woke up from the explosion of the grenade just now, Xia Yuanmeng stood up, picked up the submachine gun, and pulled the trigger on the enemy's body.

Xia Yuan picked up the big eight again, pulled the trigger, and knocked out eight American soldiers, and when he changed the ammunition, the enemy swarmed up. He pulled the trigger again and knocked out the eight enemies who were rushing in front of him, and the other positions had already been broken through by the enemy, and the soldiers were loaded with bayonets and engaged in a fierce white-knuckle battle with the enemy, with American troops rushing from both sides of him.

The second reload, raised the muzzle, pulled the trigger, and with the sound of gunshots, the American devil who rushed to the side fell to the ground.

The most feared thing by the U.S. military is white-knuckle warfare, they are not the opponents of the volunteer army at all, the assassination trick will turn the enemy around, a knife into the opponent's chest, instantly drained the strength of the foreign devil fell to the ground heavily, wailing in pain, after a while there was no movement, the U.S. troops who rushed up were silent, don't look at them tall and big, but the opponent is a battle-hardened bayonet master, all of them have experienced the grinding of death, crawled out of the pile of dead people, and the U.S. troops who rushed up were all put to the ground by Xia Yuan, and the bayonet drove straight in, Pierce into the enemy's body.

Pulling out the bloody bayonet, Xia Yuan had a ruthless look in his eyes, and kicked at a US soldier who rushed towards him, and the huge force actually kicked it out, smashed into the soldiers in the rear, and pulled the trigger on the US soldier who fell to the ground, and the bullet puffed into the opponent's body.

There was a shout in his ears, and when he looked up, he saw dozens of American soldiers running towards him, and suddenly gunshots rang out from the side, and these American soldiers were knocked to the ground before they could rush to this side.

Following the sound of gunfire, it was Liu Tiezhu, and the American troops in front of him were held back by the soldiers of the second squad, so they helped their side to break the siege.

"Platoon commander, be careful!"

Liu Tiezhu shouted again.

Xia Yuan raised his head, took a step back, raised the gun in his hand is a shot, and a foreign devil who rushed over fell headlong in the trench, the bayonet snorted, penetrated through his crest, twisted it hard, and the foreign devil on the ground couldn't stop trembling and died in pain.

Seeing that something was wrong, the American troops who rushed up were repelled by the volunteer soldiers with white-knuckle combat, and the enemy retreated like a flood.