Time: October 10th, early midnight.

Location: Yalu River defense line, Anping estuary on the right flank.

Although in the daytime today, the attack intensity of the little devils on the entire front has suddenly decreased a lot.

It seems that by now, the little devil's side has been exhausted and has to stop attacking.

However, the soldiers of the 2nd Regiment and 3rd Battalion of the 1st Division of the Xuange Battalion, who were guarding the position at the mouth of the Anping River, still did not dare to have the slightest carelessness.

So much so that for a day, they all tensed their nerves and were ready to fight at any time.

At the end of the day, because the spirit was too nervous, by such a time, most of the soldiers on the battlefield were already exhausted.

Now they are all lying in the trenches, wrapped in thick coats and covered with blankets, and they have fallen asleep.

The sound of snoring one after another seems to be louder than the 'whooshing' sound of the river flowing in the Yalu River.

In such a context, in the hotel in Surabaya City in the past, in the face of the oppression of the Dutch people and the natives, Huang Yaozong, a young man who was full of grief and anger and asked the teacher loudly 'why'.

But after slowing his steps, he slowly walked in the trench by the moonlight.

The reason why this is the case is that after a lapse of one year, this boy has become a member of the third battalion of the second regiment of the first division of the Xuange battalion with the rank of major because of his excellent performance.

Based on the practices learned from the training course held by Masaharu Sensei, a teacher from the modern plane.

He was responsible for the ideological trends of the whole battalion, even though he was also sleepy and tired now, he still insisted on not sleeping.

Instead, he cheered up and patrolled the position.

First, I checked the soldiers who were already asleep, whether they had covered themselves with blankets, and put the arms that had placed them outside the blankets by the way.

Next, check the current sentry post.

In the process, I will also chat with the sentinels, tell them to cheer up, and ask them if they are cold and have any difficulties in life?

It was such a few simple words that made the hearts of the sentinels warm a little in this sub-zero night.

In this situation, until Huang Yaozong walked to the side of the position, a searchlight was powered by a generator, and the power and brightness were quite large.

Here, the sentinels are slowly turning their searchlights, constantly moving along the river, preventing the little devils from sneaking up at night.

The sentinel's expression was very attentive throughout the process.

Even since the start of the war, not only have the little devils not had the slightest sneak attack at night, but compared to other areas of the defensive line, the Anping estuary has not been attacked in any way.

Even if you experience it once in a while, it's a small-scale containment behavior.

The defenders repelled such a diversionary attack with great ease.

But in Huang Yaozong's memory, this soldier should be called 'Zhou Yuan', and his greatest wish is to go back to his hometown in Lianyungang to marry a daughter-in-law, and he still has a spirit of twelve points.

Seeing this, Huang Yaozong just wanted to praise the other party.

But he found that the other party not only stopped the movement of the searchlight in his hand, but also showed a huge look of horror on his face.

Instinctively, Huang Yaozong just turned his head and looked in the direction of the river; Suddenly, I could see that under the light of the searchlight, there were all little devils full of bayonets in their hands.

The searchlight was pushed with his backhand, and the bright pillar of light moved.

As a result, in the snowy lampposts, all you can see are all kinds of boats and rafts; God knows how many little devils are currently touching this way.

Anyway, in terms of numbers, it must be surprisingly large.

The old horse also reacted: these little devils are really chicken thieves.

In the past, they did not attack their defensive line, but they were originally intended to paralyze them; Now, at last, it's the huge fangs that are exposed.

And after perceiving his sneak attack, it has been completely exposed.

In the first time, those little devils had already begun to slide up the boat and raft they were in with all their might, and with the width of the current river section of about a kilometer or more, it would not take long to force them over.

Almost at the same time, Huang Yaozong also reacted.

picked up an iron horn that fell on the left waist pole, which was the standard configuration of the Xuange Camp Certification Committee, and shouted with the greatest strength in his mouth:

"Enemy attack, enemy attack, everyone is ready to fight at once~"

With the help of the iron horn, Huang Yaozong's mournful shout spread from a long distance, making the soldiers who were still sleeping one second ago quickly get up with the rifles placed on the side the next second.

And the shouting in Huang Yaozong's mouth was repeated three times.

In the air, there was a sudden scream of a large number of shells breaking through the air, but a few seconds later, at least thirty or forty shells landed on the position and the surrounding area, and a series of violent explosions occurred.

A dozen fighters, all overturned in shells.

Faced with such a bad scene, Huang Yaozong ran towards the rear position like a frightened rabbit.

It's not that this boy is frightened by the devil's current crazy attack.

It was he who reacted keenly: this attack carefully prepared by the devils, whether it was the terrifying forces invested or the kind of desperate madness, with the strength of their battalion, it would definitely not be able to withstand it.

So now he is going to call and ask for immediate support from behind, and the more troops to support, the better.

At the same time, they need all the support of artillery fire, ambulance forces, ammunition, etc., in short.

If it's like a normal battle, if you find that the situation is not good after a while and then apply for support, the daylily will be cold......

According to the statistics after the war, it was not long after the night devils arrived, because they were desperate to force the march, so 40% of the troops were lost in the Guards Mission.

All the troops, including civilians, grooms, and cooks, were dispatched to attack the defense line of the Yalu River.

In addition to 30% of the troops, diversion attacks are carried out in other areas.

The other 70% of the troops were all invested in the Anping estuary in the previous time, and they deliberately pretended to be an area that was not of interest at all.

In the battle of the Anping estuary, a total of 89 artillery pieces of various calibers and 3,098 shells were used.

This one shell is also the number of shells they currently have in stock.

There were a total of 11,627 infantry who directly launched the attack, among which the highest official rank was Shan County Youpeng, and there were also three division commanders, eight wing commanders, and forty-one group leaders.

Others, such as squadron leaders, squad leaders, and other little devil officers, add up to hundreds.

On this cold night, these devil officers were only wearing a thin shirt, or even shirtless, but they tied a belt called a 'scarf' or 'jade broken belt' on their heads.

Then, like a beast on the end of the road, he took the lead, or drove a group of devil soldiers, and launched an attack on the defense line of the Xuange camp.

Because today, after eating the last bit of surplus food, even the war horses have been killed and eaten, and they know that they have no choice but victory or death......

*******

"Special! Today, Lao Tzu is going to die here. ”

The above is Lao Ma, a rookie novice, who doesn't know how many times he is surging in his heart today, which is the most real idea.

In fact, when the dense shells were heard, raindrops fell on the position at the mouth of the Anping River.

didn't wait for Huang Yaozong, a descendant boy, to call the division for help; Then, under the command of the sharp, he went to the other side to support.

At that time, it was only two or three miles away in the rear, in a logistical camp.

Specifically, after a group of Huai soldiers took the initiative to apply to join the Xuange battalion, they began to arrange these prisoners while the iron was hot.

A group of artillery in it was naturally supplemented by an independent artillery brigade.

With the addition of these artillerymen, the devil artillery, which lacked shells, was immediately successfully suppressed in daily battles.

The remaining infantry, some of the elite of which were selected, were directly replenished into the 1st and 2nd divisions, and those who were damaged in the battle were replaced.

Even so, there are more than 4,000 people left.

As a result, these more than 4,000 people were set up with the fourth division of the Xuange Battalion with Nie Shi as the commander.

It's just that Fengrui and Lao Ma also know that such a newly formed Fourth Division, which has not undergone their training, cannot have too much expectation in the battle.

Therefore, after being dispersed, it was placed in a position at the rear and used as a logistics support personnel.

And Lao Ma happened to be in one of the camps with only more than 200 people tonight, starting his daily ideological work.

After the dense cannon sounded, this novice rookie who had only joined this mission had already reacted in a huge spirit:

As expected, the relative calm of the devil today is just an illusion, and everything is for the night attack.

The location they chose to break through the defense line of the Yalu River is still the same as in history, and it is still here at the mouth of the Anping River.

But contrary to expectations, according to the movement from the front, the troops invested by the devil this time are far more crazy than in history.

Even if they had strengthened the fortifications beforehand, it would have been terrible.

On the spot, he held an iron horn to his mouth in his left hand, pulled out an M1911 pistol with his right hand, raised it high, and twisted his upper body back and struggled back.

In front of the people of the second regiment of the commander of the fourth division, he shouted in his mouth:

"Brothers, the battle situation at the mouth of the Anping River is urgent, and the little devil seems to be desperate; For the sake of the flower planter, for the sake of the Xuange camp, as long as it is a man who can breathe, he will follow me to support.

Even if you use your life, you have to block the devils. ”

Coincidentally, a few days after the arrival of a "Northern Times", the reporter who was covering with the army took such a picture under the sound of 'click~' and the flickering of the flash.

Not to mention such a photo, it became widely circulated in the future and became a classic.

After discovering such a small situation, the old horse immediately 'groan~' in his heart.

Because during World War II in the modern plane, Mao Zijia had a very famous colleague of his, and after leaving such a photo of the shape, it was hung up soon after.

For the first time, the thought of 'I'm going to die here today' came to my mind.

However, under such a bad premonition, it still did not affect Lao Ma with a guard platoon, as well as more than 260 Huaijun soldiers who surrendered to Cheng.

After spreading his feet, he rushed all the way towards the mouth of the Anping River.

It is said that Lao Ma's reaction was already very timely and decisive.

But when he took the three hundred or so people behind him and rushed to the vicinity of the Anping River estuary, he gasped in his heart.

Because from the time the cannon sounded, it was only seven or eight minutes in the sky at this moment.

The front line and front-line positions of the Anping estuary defense line have already been completely lost.

Guarding here, a full battalion of five or six hundred men remained, but now only a maximum of half of the personnel remained; On the reserve positions of the second line, under the constant bombardment of dense shells, they were firing frantically.

Because the shells rained down, people died almost every second.

The reason for this is that not only the artillery near the Xuange Battalion's own area has already fired at the devil artillery on the opposite bank.

But those little devil artillerymen, instead of the artillery of the Xuange battalion as before, came to an artillery battle in which they fired a cannon at the opponent and urgently transferred the gun position.

Instead, they stayed where they were, risking being blown up by counter-fire and continued to rain shells on their positions.

So much so that in a short period of time, the position here at the mouth of the Anping River was not affected by seven or eight hundred shells, or even more, and the defenders above suffered terrible casualties.

More crucially, under the light of a crescent moon and an explosion overhead.

The old horse could clearly see that in front of him was a dense and seemingly endless little devil who was rushing towards the position.

Under the impact of such a tide, the forward and front-line positions that could have blocked the opponent for at least one or two hours in the plan did not even carry it for ten minutes.

The barbed wire, trenches, open and hidden bunkers, and various firepower points they had arranged, were of little use at all under the charge of the devils, regardless of casualties.

Now it is a reserve position towards the second line, and it is also the last line of defense.

The only thing that can be slightly fortunate is that the artillery on the devil's side is also relatively elite; But compared to the artillery of the modern plane, it is still worse in the level.

There is no way to do it, the kind of operation that is slowly advancing thirty meters before the infantry line in later generations.

Soon after, when these little devils rushed to a distance of fifty meters in front of the reserve position of the second line, in order not to cause too much accidental damage, the devils finally stopped shelling.

However, just the staggering number of ghost soldiers charging is still desperate.

In such a situation, the old horse, who had been going on all the way, finally led people to rush to the position.

There was a burst of 'pop~' fire, and after draining the pistol bullets of the M1911 in his hand, he faced a second lieutenant who seemed to be the supreme commander of the position.

pulled his throat and shouted a sentence in his mouth:

"What's going on? Your battalion commanders, certificate commissioners, and company commanders are gone? ”

When he asked this sentence, Lao Ma's mouth was full of murderous anger, which was what he was going to do once he heard the news that those battalion and company commanders had run away.

After the war, these grandsons will definitely be shot, and it doesn't matter if anyone comes to intercede, even Hu Biao's death on the street can't do it.

But after hearing this, the second lieutenant platoon commander replied in his mouth with a crying voice:

"Director Ma, in addition to Huang Zhengwei and the commander of the second company in our battalion, who were seriously injured and dying, the other commanders and some of their brothers bought time for us to sort out the defense line after the front-line position was broken, and all of them died in battle."

After hearing such a sentence, all the subsequent scolding in Lao Ma's mouth was stifled.

Instead, a loud yell: "Throw grenades......"

Two or three minutes later, the old horse, who had been shot in the chest and was in severe pain whenever he breathed, took a bundle of explosives in his arms with a wry smile.

Special! He doesn't know if he's lucky or unlucky.

Because these people are ten years ahead of Maozi in the future, they have enjoyed the little devil's 'pig tactics'.

Specifically, it was the little devils who lined up in a tight formation, holding up the bright bayonets, and frantically rushed up to the position.

The devils in the front row, after being crushed by the heavy fire, the remaining personnel retreated a little from both sides, and then joined the charging team from the side again.

For a while, in the eyes of Lao Ma and others, only these opponents with bayonets were left, rushing endlessly like a tide.

In addition, there are many devil sharpshooters in the rear, and they constantly fire at targets such as the Maxim heavy machine gun shooters who are the core of the fire on the position, the operators of mortars, and commanders like him.

So much so that they were getting closer and closer to the position, and now they all rushed to within twenty meters of the position.

Seeing that if this continues, it will be possible to enter the position in a minute or two at most.

And once the hand-to-hand combat started, their support army was counted on the position, but because of the rapid death of a large number of personnel, there were less than 200 troops left, and they would definitely be submerged in the blink of an eye.

I instinctively glanced towards the rear of the position, but there was no trace of a single reinforcement.

In the mouth of the old horse, he couldn't help but curse again: "The old birds of these teams usually have their nostrils facing the sky, as if they are about to go to the sky."

No one can see it at the critical moment, and if no reinforcements come, the calf will be finished here. ”

After scolding, the cargo suddenly jumped out of the position, rushed out a few steps, and then pulled away a five-kilogram explosive bag on its body.

Later history records that it was around 0:21 on October 10.

Comrade Lao Ma, the great martyr and thinker of the flower planter, and the director of the ideological department of the Xuange Camp at that time, died a glorious death in a broken way......

And saw the old horse die with a large number of little devils in a loud bang.

The little devil's frantic charge suddenly slowed down.

The soldiers on the battlefield did not have the red-eyed scene shouting 'avenge Director Ma' in the movies with related themes in later generations.

It's just one fighter after another, silently hugging up a bag of explosives, or hanging one grenade after another on himself.

Prepare to learn the same way as the old horse, and use your own flesh and blood to block the charge of the little devil.

Then, loud explosions after loud explosions sounded in succession in front of the positions.

But in the face of the madness of the little devil, such a tragic approach can only slow down the time for the devil to rush to the position a little.

Because the number of defenders on the position is decreasing at an alarming rate.

It won't take long for all the people on the position to die, and even those who rushed out with explosives bags and grenades will probably not be found.

And in the position behind them, their own personnel still did not arrive.

(End of chapter)