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Chapter 47: Forced Attack (3)

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    The enemy's night-flying planes were circling back and forth over Dipingli. These Americans really spent a lot of money.  The Volunteer Army's artillery fire only roared for a moment before the enemy planes captured its position, so the bombing inevitably occurred. Although it was at night, the enemy planes still dropped bombs downwards, which somewhat disrupted the Volunteer Army's artillery positions.  order, so their roaring artillery fire also weakened.

    While Qian Xiongfeng was still hesitating, the ten-minute shelling had ended. According to the prior arrangement, the 641st and 642nd Regiments had already begun their attack on Wangmei Mountain. The Volunteer Army's charge horn resounded throughout the battlefield, and the darkness  Inside, he could only hear the shouts of killing that soared into the sky and pierced his eardrums. But at this moment, this sound turned out to be more frightening than the explosion of the enemy's bomb. He knew that countless lives would fall at this moment.  On the way to charge.

    "The battle has begun!" Qian Xiongfeng murmured, suddenly feeling a rare calm in his heart. He looked at the battalion commander in front of him, shook his head, and told him: "Changing orders from day to day will definitely affect everyone's morale. Now we can only move forward.  , only by following the established policy can we achieve victory!"

    Zhang Xian's head almost swelled, and he felt so angry that he wanted to scold his mother, but he still held it back, silently looked at Qian Xiongfeng, who was also helpless in front of him, shook his head, his eyes turned red, and he was depressed.  The voice said slowly: "Mr. Qian, you are committing a crime and killing someone!" As he said, he ignored the surprised look in the eyes of the leader of the first division and turned around to leave. At this time, he could only lead  Take your company to rest.

    Qian Xiongfeng stared blankly at Yu Deshui's leaving figure. Logically speaking, such a small battalion commander should be very angry when he cursed him as if he was a subordinate. But he didn't know why.  , but there was no anger in his heart. Instead, watching Yu Deshui leave, he felt more uneasy in his heart. The figure of this man looked exactly like his former commander Zhang Xianwu Er, but how could this be possible?  Could it be?

    However, Qian Xiongfeng could no longer allow his random thoughts, and the battle of the 214th Division became extremely difficult from the beginning.

    The American soldiers who were a little dazed by the artillery fire from the volunteers finally came back to their senses when they heard the charging horns and shouts of death from the bottom of the mountain. They immediately shouted at their battalion commander Jerem.  Under the order, the volunteer commandos who charged down the mountain took their positions and started shooting.  The searchlight is gone, but the flares have already risen into the sky. These flares will be fired into the sky every five minutes. This has become a routine task for the US artillery in Dipingli. They have to fire flares on all sides of Dipingli.  , no matter how fast you play, there must be an interval. Five minutes is already the shortest, but even so, Jerem thinks it is too long.  The light of the flare can last for five minutes, but after three minutes, the brightness will quickly dim, and the scene will become blurry.

    The sound of gunfire was so fierce that it suddenly filled the entire southern slope of Wangmei Mountain. Battalion Commander Jerem was a little surprised. In such a short time, which seemed to him to be just a matter of turning his back, those Chinese people seemed to  They were like swarms of ants, already densely covered on the hillside. They were so fast that they crawled over the slippery ice surface, so fast that they could hardly blink.  "Tracer bullets, fire tracer bullets!" Jerem shouted, and as he shouted, more than a dozen tracer bullets rose into the sky, and the red or blue ground seemed to be like a ribbon flying in the light of the illuminating bomb.  Like shooting stars and fireworks, parallel and intersecting, it is really beautiful.

    ¡°However, to the soldiers of the Chinese Volunteer Army, these beautiful tracer bullets are like deadly ghosts jumping around, because this is the enemy guiding the direction for their artillery and aviation.

    Sure enough, under the guidance of tracer bullets, American artillery fire poured down like a torrential rain. Within a minute, hundreds of artillery shells fell on the southern slope of Wangmei Mountain, and the shrill charge horns just now suddenly became whimpering.  , even the shouts of the soldiers were completely drowned out by the rumbling sound of artillery

    The first wave of charges only lasted for more than half an hour. Commander Zhao of the 601st Regiment came crying and reported to Qian Xiongfeng that their main attacking group had lost hundreds of soldiers in just a few minutes.  , the entire regiment suffered heavy casualties, with one-third of its personnel reduced, and they could not even reach the front line of the enemy's position; and the commander of the 602nd Regiment also came to complain that two of their companies had been beaten.  No more, and the other companies were also in panic. No company was willing to act as a commando anymore, and there was even a company commander who took the lead in trying to frustrate his orders as the regimental commander.

    Qian Xiongfeng¡¯s face was ashen. He did not expect that his first wave of attacks would fail like this. He was hoping to occupy a forward position in this first wave of charges.The conversion is not that fast, and on the battlefield, even if it is one minute late, you will immediately lose the initiative and become passive.

    Xiong Guijun took the lead and led his company to the front of Zhang Xian. Zhang Xian couldn't help but secretly admire him. Although the Xiong family's second brother seemed a bit simple-minded, when it came time to fight, he was as brave and quick as a cheetah.  , more flexible than Xiong Sanwa.  He turned around and looked at the people in his company. They were still a little far away. Under the illumination of the rising flares, he could clearly see Xiong Sanwa looking at Xiong Gengwen's retreating back with disdain on his face.

    They had already seized the forward position on the right wing, but at this moment an unexpected situation happened. Suddenly there was a burst of machine gunfire from the side. Several soldiers rushing in front fell down immediately. Zhang Xian couldn't help but lean down.  Even as he lay close to the ground, he could feel the whizzing bullets streaking across the cotton-padded jacket on his back.  When he looked closely, he realized that what looked like a big rock over there was actually a bunker built by the enemy. The machine gun's tongue of flames was like a mad dog, not only barking, but also biting randomly.

    The people in front were suppressed by the enemy's machine guns. Several soldiers who were close to them threw grenades one after another. The explosions made smoke and dust rise, but they could not destroy the machine guns.  Zhang Xian was also extremely anxious. Such a favorable situation was disrupted by this machine gun. Time was victory. As long as he was blocked for even one more minute, the lucky scales would fall to the enemy.  He couldn't help but turn his head and look to the top of the hill to the upper left. Under the dying flares, he could clearly see the undulating figures of the enemy running towards him. If the enemy over there came with reinforcements, they would not have rushed to the enemy's position at this time.  , then I am afraid that they will no longer be able to charge forward, and their action this time will have the same result as the first wave of charge, or even more dangerous.

    "Gaofeng! Blow it up quickly!" Xiong Gegemie was right in front of Zhang Xian, he ordered so loudly.  In front of him on the right, a soldier was leaning against the machine gun. It must be him that Xiong Gegemin shouted.

    But Gao Feng couldn't get up at all. He was suppressed by the enemy's powerful firepower. As long as he stood up, he would be beaten into pieces.

    As if they had a tacit understanding, when Xiong Gegemin finished shouting, Gao Feng took out a grenade and threw it near the machine gun. When the explosion started, the machine gun finally stopped. The explosion had just passed, and Gao Feng seemed to be  He jumped forward like a rabbit and rushed towards the shooting port of the bunker. But at this time, the enemy's machine gun rang again, and the grenade just now did not destroy it.

    Gao Feng must have been hit and fell down, right next to the shooting port of the bunker.

    "Gaofeng!" Xiong Guangye almost shouted at the top of his lungs, hissing at the top of his lungs.

    In the firelight, Gao Feng's fallen body moved slightly. He raised his head with difficulty and touched his back. But at this time, he didn't even have a grenade. He hesitated, and suddenly jumped up with all his strength.  With his tall body, he was blocking the shooting hole of the bunker, suppressing the machine gun barrel that was spitting fire. The machine gun's bracket immediately fell down, and the machine gun also tilted to one side.

    Taking advantage of this critical opportunity, Xiong Gegemin had already pounced on him, but the machine gun rang again. Gao Feng held the red barrel in his hands, and a puff of smoke came out, accompanied by the smell of burning flesh.  , as if he was unconscious, he used his body to block the muzzle of the fire-breathing gun. In just a moment, his body was pierced by the powerful firepower, and his whole body flew up and fell heavily.  On the ground.

    "Peak!" Xiong Revolutionary roared angrily, taking advantage of the rare blink of an eye obtained by his comrades, and threw the grenade into the bunker along the muzzle of the machine gun. As a muffled "boom" came from inside, this gun  The machine gun that was so impressive just now suddenly became mute.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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