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This night was suddenly different from other nights, and Zhang Xian felt something strange. It stands to reason that these United Nations troops rarely launch attacks at night, and the commanders and fighters of the 215th Division, who have set up obstacles at all levels, are eager to get even a moment of respite. Naturally, they will not attack when the United Nations troops cease fighting. Go provoke them again. But at this time, there was no lull in the sound of gunfire nearby. This clearly represented the attitude of the United Nations forces. They must have noticed something, and they pushed harder and harder to the north to open up the road from Hongcheon to Chuncheon. . At this time, the two regiments of the 215th Division occupied the high ground on both sides of the road, and formed a position for the camp step by step. The 20 kilometers long road became a 20 kilometers long and deep position. This was all done by the volunteer soldiers. It was built with their own flesh and blood, so these United Nations troops were not advancing very fast. However, with the support of their steel machines and powerful ground and air firepower, it was bound to be a matter of time before they opened this road.
Why did the United Nations forces not stop their offensive momentum this night? Don't they have any advantage in night battles? This question has been lingering in Zhang Xian's mind, but Wang Dahu in front of him is like a burnt paste. Facing the unfavorable battle reports coming from everywhere, where is there any extra brain to think about this problem?
"I don't care what you do? The first company is over, the second company is up! The second company is over! The third company is up! You must hold the May 18th Highland for me!" Wang Dahu was still talking to the walkie-talkie to the 644th Regiment. The leader shouted wildly, his voice was so hoarse that it had already lost its original timbre, and he was basically hoarse at this time.
Zhang Xian could imagine the crying expression on the face of Captain Wang of the 644th Regiment. At this point, the battle was no longer for victory, but purely for death!
Seeing Wang Dahu put down the microphone in his hand, Zhang Xian finally couldn't help but remind him: "Commander, the enemy rarely attacks at night, but tonight, they still didn't stop. Isn't it strange?"
Wang Dahu glanced at him, nodded, and told him: "Actually, there is nothing surprising about this. The enemy must have gotten the news that our main force is retreating, so in order to expand their results, of course they will step up their attacks. As long as Once the highway is opened, then with their mechanized speed, there will be no problem in catching up with our main force!"
Zhang Xian nodded, of course he knew all this.
Wang Dahu said more firmly: "So, our division is required to block the enemy from above. We must block the enemy south of the Beihan River. Even if we block it for one day, our main force and the wounded will have one more day of opportunity." If we can evacuate the main force and all the wounded smoothly, even if our division is wiped out, I think it will be worth it!"
Hearing these words, Zhang Xian couldn't help but shut his mouth. It seemed that Wang Dahu was already ready to sacrifice. In terms of performing tasks, his determination was not half worse than Xiong Zhuoran. Originally, Zhang Xian had something he wanted to say, but he swallowed it at this time.
The sound of gunfire in the south still hasn't subsided at all. From time to time, you can still see dazzling flares floating in the sky over there, as colorful as New Year's fireworks, but at this time, it makes people feel as if It was as terrifying as watching the fire of hell spouting out. Time seems to have frozen at this time. The long night was originally what everyone hoped for, but at this time it has become a black curtain that cannot be pulled apart. The desire for light has become an elusive dream. and fantasy.
Zhang Xian was sitting at the door of the command room, thinking wildly, and unknowingly dozed off. Suddenly, he heard gunshots from all directions, and vaguely saw those United Nations soldiers wearing helmets. He rushed to the front with a gun, and he jumped up. Wang Dahu's roar at someone unknown was still ringing in his ears. Only then did he realize that it was him who had a nightmare. He listened carefully, and he clearly felt that the sound of gunfire from the south was still at its original position, almost unchanged. Lu Fan walked past him in a hurry, probably going to take a telegram again. He couldn't help but ask: "Commissioner Lu, what time is it?"
Lu Fan stopped and looked at his watch, and said casually: "It's three o'clock!" After that, he hurriedly left.
Zhang Xian was startled, thinking that the sound he heard earlier was almost the same as the sound he heard now. Now five or six hours have passed. Has the enemy not advanced an inch? He couldn't help but raise his head and listened to Wang Dahu still shouting into the walkie-talkie: "Commander Wang, we must hold on to the May 18th Highland and must not lose it. If we lose it, all the positions behind us will be occupied by the enemy." Covered by artillery fire!" Zhang Xian was stunned, soAround seven o'clock, the sound of gunfire suddenly sounded again. Wang Dahu immediately answered the call of the 644th Regiment, but he was told that the enemy had not launched an attack to the south of where they were. There was no mission combat taking place either.
"It's weird!" Wang Dahu said to himself while answering the phone calls from other troops. After these days of fighting, people's ears have become a little numb. As long as they hear the sound of gunfire, It felt like I was right next to him, and it was a bit difficult to distinguish the direction and origin of the sound.
Zhang Xian also listened carefully. The sound of gunfire was relatively noisy, and it was difficult to distinguish the direction in this small village; but the sound of artillery was very loud, with a thunderous roar, which clearly exploded in the north, but occasionally it was okay. Hear the roar of the plane passing overhead, heading straight into the mountains to the north.
"It's the north!" Zhang Xian was the first to judge.
Wang Dahu was stunned for a moment, and immediately ordered the operator to connect to the headquarters of the 643rd Regiment at the Longwangmiao Ferry. However, the operator called for a long time, but there was no answer. He adjusted the frequency back and forth, and he could actually hear the Americans. The shouting, I don¡¯t know what it is shouting.
"Why can't I get through?" Wang Dahu was like an ant on a hot pot at this time, wishing he could get into the walkie-talkie and fly over as a signal. "Get through to Political Commissar Yao and the others!" He ordered immediately. Considering that Yao Qigang was at the Dragon King Temple with a lot of people at this time, they must know the situation there.
"However, Yao Qigang's walkie-talkie could not be connected. In the 215th Division, there were only five walkie-talkies in total, one for each regiment and two for the division headquarters. Political Commissar Yao took one with him when he left. This radio communication tool has become the simplest and most convenient communication equipment for the entire division. However, due to the limitation of the range of use, the signal will become very poor or even unreceivable beyond a radius of 20 kilometers.
"It's better to send someone over to take a look!" Zhang Xian suggested.
Wang Dahu had no choice but to nod. No matter how advanced the communication method is, it is not as reliable as manual communication.
Wang Dahu sent a staff officer and two correspondents to the Dragon King Temple on the north bank of the Beihan River. Not long after these three people left, Xiong Sanwa and his people also rushed back from the west position. When they saw Zhang Xian and Wang Dahu , he couldn't help but burst into tears. Zhang Xian's heart suddenly became cold, and he immediately understood what had happened.
"They are all dead! They are all dead!" Xiong Sanwa's face was covered with tears, and his nose was running all over the floor. While crying, he reported to Wang Dahu: "There is not a single living person! They are all dead"
Everyone was covered in cold sweat.
"There's not a single living person? That's two companies!" Wang Dahu almost didn't believe his ears. He only felt that his throat was dry and his body was cold. He couldn't help but ask.
Xiong Sanwa shook her head as if in a daze, and just kept repeating what she just said: "They are all dead! They are all dead! There is not a single living person!" (Remember the website address of this website: www. hlnovel.com