"What's your name?"

"Xia Yuan."

"Of the Thirty-Eighth Army?"

"Hmm."

"It's really good to shoot guns."

The deputy company commander of the fourth company was lying next to Xia Yuan, and his words were full of curiosity.

Whatever he asked, Xia Yuan answered, and he didn't hide his 1510 answer.

Zhou Mao ran over from not far away, "Xia Yuan, Xiao Heping is here." ”

When Xia Yuan turned around, he saw Xiao Heping quickly crossing the bridge, running to the anticline on their side, looking around, and when he saw Xia Yuan, he immediately ran over: "Xia Yuan, I can find you." ”

"Where's the squad leader?"

"The squad leader, they are behind, don't worry, I have settled them down." Xiao Heping said: "Moreover, this is the squad leader who asked me to come over to help you, the enemies have all come up, one more person has more strength." ”

"Okay." Xia Yuan nodded.

"The enemy is coming."

The trumpeter in the distance shouted at the top of his voice.

The group cautiously poked their heads out of the bunker, and under the illumination of the flares, the fields of the valley were full of enemy figures, and long guns and short cannons were killed in their direction.

Boom.

The tank opened fire and blew up on the bridge in the distance, instantly blowing a huge gap on one side of the bridge.

"Hey, I'm figuring out how to blow up this bridge, but I didn't expect the American devils to do it themselves." The deputy company commander held his wet hat and turned his head to stare at it, his face showing joy.

"Boy, can you hit that American devil with a phone behind him."

Shocked for a while, the deputy company commander came over and pointed at the American soldiers who were two or three hundred meters away and cautiously touched them.

"Yes."

Xia Yuan aimed slightly and pulled the trigger.

Bang, a gunshot.

The deputy company commander immediately looked up, but when he saw that the target he was pointing at fell to the ground, he was shocked that the surrounding American troops fell to the ground, and he happily clenched his fists, "It's a good fight, it's a beautiful fight." ”

"Who, who fired!"

Zhou Shiming, the commander of the fourth company, ran over.

"Lao Zhou, I asked him to shoot the gun, we can pick up the baby."

The deputy company commander told Company Commander Zhou what had just happened, and after listening to it, Company Commander Zhou was a little surprised: "This is three or four hundred meters away, and you can hit it!?" ”

"Or maybe I've picked up a baby."

The deputy company commander said happily: "This little comrade is from the 38th Army, and so are the two next to him, and it is estimated that they were separated from the large army. ”

"Thirty-eighth Army, that's far away from us."

"yes."

"Then let him follow us for the time being, and when this mission is over, I will go to the battalion commander and see if I can find the 38th Army."

"It's miles and miles, this little comrade has made a great contribution."

Anyway.

The enemy has already touched it, the tanks are not firing, and it is estimated that the American devils are also worried about blowing up the bridge, and they can't escape, so they can only use infantry and artillery to attack the bridgehead position to see if they can knock the bridgehead position down.

The speed of the enemy coming up was not slow, and soon they were only a hundred meters away.

Zhou Shiming moved quickly in the trenches, telling the soldiers to calm down and get closer to the enemy before shooting.

The enemy was getting closer and closer, Zhou Shiming was lying in the trench, looking up at the paused light rain, and wiping the rain on his face, "The rain has stopped, it's a good thing." ”

"The enemy is coming! Get ready! ”

Holding a rifle, he aimed at the American GIs approaching in the distance.

Bang!

Shots rang out.

It was like pressing an uncontrollable switch, crackling, like the sound of fried beans amplified several times, ringing from the position.

The sound of machine guns clattered non-stop, giving the enemy a strong suppression of firepower.

Xia Yuan aimed at the enemy's special troops, such as the American soldiers with walkie-talkies behind him and Bazooka on their shoulders, and in a short time, there were more than a dozen American GIs who died in his hands.

Xiao Heping and Zhou Mao are not very good at shooting, and it can basically be seen that their hands and feet are relatively rusty.

Many of the fighters in the company were veterans, shooting aim, holding their breath, and after pulling the trigger, they could see the fallen enemy.

Xiao Heping and Zhou Mao shot completely indiscriminately, did not aim at all, and went to fight the US army in the way of a blind cat encountering a dead mouse.

This can also be understood, after all, it is the first positional battle between the two, whether the rumbling artillery fire can infinitely amplify the fear in people's hearts, or do they need to slowly sharpen the two.

These American soldiers did not have the spirit of living to death during World War II and the Pacific War, and when they saw the people in front of them fall down in a large area, the people behind them had no will to fight, and they rushed twice and failed to rush down, and they no longer rushed forward, put away their guns, lay on the ground and began to shoot.

The battle lasted more than half an hour, and the American casualties were obviously huge, and they had to start retreating.

At one o'clock in the second half of the night, the battalion and the 6th Company came to support, and the counterattack began, and the whole battalion launched an attack on the enemy on the road, pressing more than 400 American soldiers into an open field.

In the fierce battle, the platoon commander of the fourth company led the whole platoon to rush to the highway and knocked out more than 20 enemy cars, and then he led the third squad to insert into the enemy group and start a white-knuckle battle with the enemy.

And those American troops who were driven into the open field used tanks to form a ring of defense.

The whole battalion fought several times, but failed to knock down the enemy's tank circle.

The battalion commander patted his head and led part of the fighters to clear the enemy on the road first.

Xia Yuan took Xiao Heping and Zhou Mao, grabbed grenades, and wandered among the tanks on the road, he had experience in dealing with tanks before, and now he is even more handy at dealing with tanks.

He personally demonstrated to the two of them, first stuffed the grenade under the enemy's tank track, and after the track was destroyed by the grenade, he lay on the ground and would not move, he climbed into the tank and reached out to pull the hatch on the tank, but he couldn't open it and hide it, obviously the inside had been locked by the American tank crew.

That's where cluster grenades come in.

The cluster grenade is made in a simple way, stuffed under the tank, and with a bang, the tank emits billowing black smoke.

In addition to locally sourced cluster grenades, they also have explosives packs and blasting canisters, both of which are great for dealing with tanks.

"Peace, go, blow up the tank."

It may not be possible to fight positional warfare, but after blowing up tanks and experiencing the previous bayonet battle, Zhou Mao and Xiao Heping were much more courageous, and they rushed to a lying US tank with a bundle of grenades and food bars.

Xiao Heping climbed onto the tank and reached out to grab the hatch of the tank, but he didn't expect that with a little force, the hatch of the tank was actually pulled open by him.

An American tank soldier stretched out from inside and stabbed Xiao Heping with a bright bayonet.

Xiao Heping's eyes were quick, and he hurriedly jumped down, and Zhou Mao on this side stuffed the cluster grenade under the belly of the tank, and with a boom, accompanied by rolling darkness, Xiao Heping got up, hooked his whining ears with his little thumb, and watched Zhou Mao wave his hand in front of him.

After a short period of deafness, he heard what Zhou Mao said.

"You're alright?"

"I'm fine."

"Hurry up, the battle here is almost over."

They had been making trouble on the highway for a long time, knocking out American trucks, blowing up enemy tanks, and leaving the American troops in the open field in front of them, making them unable to start.

This U.S. army is also smart, knowing that the volunteer army does not have strong heavy firepower, so they use tanks and armored vehicles to build a circular defensive position in the open field, and the strength of a battalion cannot be filled at all, Xia Yuan shot at the periphery, and only knocked out a few U.S. troops, and as time went on, both sides were quite tired.

The sky shimmered.

After daybreak, at eight or nine o'clock in the morning, the battle was still not over.

The two sides were locked in a bitter battle.

Xia Yuan tried his best to get close to the enemy's position and tried to throw the grenade over, but it landed on the enemy's tank, and as the black smoke drifted into the sky, the enemy's tank was unscathed, but they lost a lot of people.

At this time, the roar of the engine of the plane was heard in the sky, aiming at the volunteers in the valley, dropping napalm bombs one after another.

As the napalm fell to the ground, in an instant, a heat wave swept away, the scorching temperature instantly dried the wet ground, the slimy gasoline burst around, and the soldiers at the center of the explosion disappeared in an instant, and once they were contaminated with gasoline, even rolling in place would not help, but would make the gasoline on their bodies everywhere, and the ground under them was burning.

The air was filled with the pungent smell of gasoline, mixed with a strange smell of meat, accompanied by a piercing scream, which startled the eyes of many soldiers with fear.

It was the first time for many fighters to face napalm, and when they saw some soldiers on fire and rolling on the ground in pain, the flames on their bodies did not decrease, but burned more and more, and they wanted to go to the rescue.

When Xia Yuan saw this scene, he shouted at the top of his voice: "Don't go over, don't go over!" ”

Ge Huaixiang glared at his scarlet eyes: "Why, why!" ”

"Napalm, splashing a little on your body, you have to drop a piece of meat, unless you jump directly into the water." Xia Yuan looked at the blackened, inhuman-shaped corpse, lying motionless on the ground, the flames on his body still burning.

As he said, the soldiers who were rolling all over the ground spilled the gasoline on their bodies on the ground, and it burned instantly, and some of the fighters covered it with soil, but to no avail, the flames drilled directly out of the soil, and the other fighters were shocked.

This flame is so powerful.

They don't dare to imagine that once it gets on people, they are afraid that they will not burn the whole person.

There was no way to rescue, so I could only have red eyes, tears, and staring at the comrades who got along day and night, and they were burned into a pile of black little by little.

"him, grandma!" The deputy platoon commander glared and said in a hoarse voice: "Second shift, follow me!" ”

"Thank you."

Ge Huaixiang could see that Xia Yuan knew about the US military.

"You're welcome." Xia Yuan exhaled, smelling the pungent smell in the air, and he felt extremely uncomfortable.

The horror of napalm, he had experienced it earlier, if it was stained with a little, it could burn a person, not to mention that it was covered with such a thick layer, whoever went up to save it would die.

"If I get this stuff in the future, remember to shoot me to death, I don't want to die so painfully." Zhou Mao said to Xiao Heping beside him, his eyes filled with fear, fear of the enemy's weapon.

And then came hatred, hatred of the enemy.

The enemy in the open field has not been eliminated, the guns and cannons are ringing, the US planes in the sky are circling, in order to relieve the siege of the trapped US troops, constantly dropping napalm and bombs on the valley, the heat wave is sweeping, enveloping the road and the open field, billowing black smoke rises, covering the entire sky, dusk.

The enemy infantry, under the cover of artillery fire and tanks, broke through again and again, but was repulsed by the warriors of the fourth company.

"Resolutely do not let the enemy run away from our four companies!"

The slogans of the instructors were shouted loudly and spread throughout the positions of the whole company.

As long as they hold on, this force of American troops will eventually be wiped out by them.

Lu Wenzhi, the leader of the third squad, killed three American soldiers with a bayonet, and when he was surrounded by the enemy, he resolutely rushed to the enemy group, pulled the grenade on his body, and died with the enemy.

The platoon commander Ge Huaixiang and the deputy platoon commander Chang Shouguo were hit by shells fired by enemy tanks while holding their positions, and unfortunately died heroically. The fifth squad leader scuffled with the enemy, and before he died, he still bit the enemy's ear in his mouth.

The scorching heat wave covered the entire position, and many soldiers' cheeks were black and red, and their skin was burned and cracked, and they just kept their positions silent.

Xia Yuan With the position held by the second platoon, there were fewer and fewer people, and everyone was already red-eyed, he asked Zhou Mao and Xiao Heping to retreat first, and the two of them stiffened their necks and refused to retreat.

To retreat is to become deserters, and they are determined not to retreat.

So many people died heroically on the battlefield and died together with the enemy, and they saw it in their eyes and deeply shocked their hearts.

They are expecting to sacrifice to stop the US military.

If you retreat, then all the previous sacrifices are in vain.

"Okay, you can look to the left later, and I'll just keep an eye on it myself."

"Then what's going on, you're alone."

"I'll do it alone, you go to the left first, if you see that I can't stand it, come over again."

Looking at the remaining few fighters on the battlefield, Zhou Mao and Xiao Heping nodded.

"The enemy is coming!"

Before the two of them moved, they heard the shouts of the soldiers next to them, and when they looked up, the American troops in the open field really ran out again.

"Prepare for battle!"

Xia Yuan shouted, without waiting for the enemy to approach, he took the lead in pulling the trigger, eight bullets from the Garand rifle, and six of them hit the enemy, and the remaining two were dodged by the enemy, and the bullets flew into the barren open field and disappeared.

Rumble!

The enemy's tank was aimed in the direction of Xia Yuan, and a shell hit.

Danger perception was instantly warned, Xia Yuan put away the gun, ran away, and the next second, there was a huge wave behind him, followed by a hot sting pain in his back, and Xia Yuan also fell to the ground with the shock wave generated by the explosion of the shell.

"Comrade, you're hurt."

There was a buzzing in his ears, his mind was a little dizzy, and there was a burning pain behind him, Xia Yuan felt that someone was helping him up, and he was calm, he was a young man of about twenty years old, his cheeks were black, and his eyes were black and white.

"I, I'm fine." (End of chapter)