"I respect your idea, but now the main force of the brigade is only a day and night away from us, and the second battalion will probably arrive in the early hours of tomorrow morning." Zhou Changfeng pointed to the map and said calmly: "It is more beneficial for us on a rainy day, as long as we are still stuck here, this group of enemy troops will be difficult to ride tigers." ”

When the large force of the 3rd Mixed Brigade arrived, the offensive and defensive momentum would change shape in an instant, and if Task Force Wilson didn't want to be beaten up, they would have to hurry away tonight.

"That's right, as things stand, we can put it on hold for two days." Xie Wancheng, who had been silent, said nonchalantly: "In two days, the large army can climb even if it is climbed." ”

After the opinions were unified, everyone re-discussed some plans, and Zhou Changfeng also reiterated the essentials of defense and instructed the officers to deal with them carefully.

In order to stabilize the morale of the army and boost morale, all the soldiers were told that their large army was only more than a hundred miles away from here, and as long as they held out until tonight, they would be done.

At present, the third team with the smallest losses is responsible for the southern part of the city, the first team is responsible for the northern part of the city, the second team with the greatest losses is transferred to the hospital building, and the reinforced team of the 107th Regiment is used as a reserve.

Last night, in accordance with the street fighting regulations and the requirements of Zhou Changfeng, several teams of elite personnel were temporarily formed into some close combat teams, five or six people, armed with two submachine guns and two automatic guns, and the remaining one or two people carried a large number of additional grenades or burning bottles.

Interestingly, the soldiers also found three unexploded aerial bombs, two 250-pound and one 40-pound. Everyone understands the kindness of the British, and Zhou Changfeng said that it is better to return these things to the British.

He ordered the duds to be placed 150 meters west of the hospital building, and the soldiers went to great lengths to dig a pit to bury them, and placed oil drums filled with bricks and glass shards next to the bombs, and finally arranged detonators and wires to be detonated by electronic control.

At about half past seven, the Anglo-Indian shelling began again, and their mortars and heavy machine guns appeared on Heights Zero.

3.7-inch grenades, 4.5-inch grenades, 2-pound high-explosive shells, and 76.2mm mortar shells rained down on the building, while shells continued to hit the building.

The platoon leader of the second team held a handful of soybeans in his hand, and a steel helmet was placed on the ground, and every time a shell fell, a soybean was thrown into the steel helmet. As a result, the artillery bombardment of the British and Indian troops was dense and urgent, and a series of explosions came at once, so the second lieutenant was confused.

After Sun Cheng died of his wounds, the deputy captain was also killed in the shelling last night, and the command of the second team was transferred to the first platoon leader.

Zhou Changfeng said with a smile: "It's useless to count this, they have railway support in their rear, and all kinds of supplies are loaded onto trucks after getting off the train, and there is a steady stream of shells." ”

The building trembled slightly when it was hit, but Zhou Changfeng still tried his best to remain calm, walking through the entire building as if nothing had happened, inspecting the defense and the condition of the officers and soldiers.

It is not difficult to distinguish between false feelings and true feelings, Chinese soldiers who are mainly peasants are very simple, and in the hierarchical army, the gap between officers and soldiers is not small, but their own commanders do not put on a show?

Most of the wounded were concentrated in a dozen rooms on the east side of the first floor, and the soldiers had already piled up the rubble and debris removed from the surrounding obstacles in a circle around the outside of the first floor, so that the entire first floor was like a basement.

The east side of the first floor was filled with the smell of blood, sweat, and alcohol, and the wounded soldiers were either sitting on benches or lying on beds, gritting their teeth and enduring the pain of their wounds, and the sound of moaning made people tremble in the wind.

He whispered to a passing medic corporal, "Aren't there enough painkillers?" ”

The latter shook his head slightly, and said in a deep voice: "There are too many injured people, and they are almost running out, and there are still more than ninety sticks left for surgery." ”

The painkillers last about four or five hours, and the wounded have to face unbearable pain not long after the operation.

The medics had no choice but to give them aspirin, because there were 100 tablets in a bottle, which was enough for a large amount. However, as a non-steroidal anti-inflammatory drug, aspirin has a limited analgesic effect, it can only deal with mild pain, and it can only be said to be better than nothing when applied to severe trauma at the moment.

One of the heralds hurried down the stairs and shouted, "Battalion commander! The enemy army is moving! ”

Zhou Changfeng then returned to the third floor, and when he picked up his binoculars, several soldiers next to him were stacking dirt bags around a hole that had just been blown out by the shelling, which could be used as a light machine gun fire point.

A large number of enemy troops could be seen coming from west to east under the cover of smoke, accompanied by a whole platoon of tanks, at least seven or eight, but it was not clear because the smoke obscured their vision.

From last night to this morning, the reconnaissance team of the British and Indian troops has been constantly infiltrating the Ming defense line, but basically to no avail; Several combat patrols also achieved little results, and only tested some points of fire of the Ming army.

Now that the enemy was ready to attack, a smoke bomb stretched forward like a leap, and hundreds of British and Indian troops approached the city.

The previous shelling had almost destroyed the surrounding ravines, masonry piles, barbed wire, and other obstacles, so their movement was going well.

Except for the incessant firing of mortars, the Ming army's machine gun fire points were silent, otherwise they would attract direct fire from enemy tanks if exposed.

The second mortar platoon near the post office was countered by the enemy's MkII 76.2mm mortars deployed to Ground Zero only this morning, and more than 20 shells fell in a row, destroying them all, and only three survived.

"The enemy is approaching! Two hundred meters! Get ready! A corporal yelled.

The soldiers then turned on the rifle safety, and the second lieutenant next to him shook the detonator three times to recharge it, and then put his hand on the pressure handle.

The Royal Fifth Tank Battalion has lost one-third of its vehicles so far, and in the face of the elusive anti-aircraft gun group and powerful anti-aircraft machine guns of the Ming Army, Captain Besel's company has suffered heavy losses, and the cutting-edge cruiser tanks of the British Empire have been destroyed by the Chinese in such a humiliating manner?

Beser believed that the cruiser tank was not suitable for such a coordinated infantry combat task, and that the light cruiser tank should be used intensively for mobile combat. However, he had also heard that a prototype of the tank, which was designed to cover infantry operations, was already being tested, and that it was a heavily armored and slow-moving infantry tank.

Due to the ruins and bomb craters around and the limited width of the battlefield, the tanks were divided into two rows, the front and back, which were more than ten meters apart, and stopped at a distance of about 300 meters from the hospital building, ready to open fire at any time, while the infantry continued to alternately cover the advance.

The cloudy sky was overcast, as if it were about to rain heavily.

Our infantry is moving forward, but the Chinese army has not fired any grenades or machine guns except for sporadic rifle fire?

Besel, with his eyes on the periscope, was puzzled, and although he didn't know the Chinese proverb that "when things go wrong, there must be demons", it didn't prevent him from realizing that something was wrong.

It was also at this second that someone on the second floor of the hospital building pressed the handle and rotated it 180°, and a direct current gushed out at the speed of light!

"Boom !!"