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The smoke and dust finally dissipated, but in the rain and mist, the high-hanging bridge still stood upright between the two mountains, and the lake below was still gently rippled by the drizzle, just like the white waves just now. The sight of soaring into the sky also disappeared without a trace, as if nothing had ever happened.
"Why didn't it explode?" Beside Zhang, He Qiang was the first to shout, his voice full of uneasiness, and he clearly believed that this kind of thing should not happen.
Zhang Xian could only let out a bitter smile and told him helplessly: "We don't have enough explosives. This bridge is constantly bombing!"
Hearing what the battalion commander said, He Qiang couldn't help but stare at him blankly, his mouth wide open and unable to close it for a moment.
"Don't worry!" Zhang Xian told him in a very confident tone, and also told the other soldiers around him: "We don't have enough explosives, so we can only blow up the load-bearing arch beams of this bridge! Don't worry, everyone, the enemy The tanks dare not go up the bridge, and I hope these tanks can come up together and collapse the bridge!"
Hearing what their battalion commander said, everyone's hearts that were still hanging just now suddenly relaxed a lot. In everyone's eyes, the battalion commander is just a parent. As long as he is here, there is nothing to fear. thing, because everyone believes that no matter when and where, the battalion commander will have a way to lead them from victory to victory. The thoughts of many soldiers were so simple that it made Zhang Xian feel heartbroken.
Obviously, the process of blowing up the bridge was also seen by the enemy pursuers behind. They obviously felt that the entire bridge fell down and got stuck between two mountains. The American tank that rushed at the front had to stop at the western bridgehead and did not dare to drive on the bridge again. The tanks from behind also came one after another, and soon the small western bridgehead was completely destroyed. The open space is filled.
Through the misty rain and fog, Zhang Xian was nervously observing the situation of the enemy on the other side of the bridge. His heart was always high. Although Wang Peng assured him that he had blown up the load-bearing arch beams of the bridge, he did not dare to attack him at this time. It was determined that this bridge could not bear the enemy's steel chariots. The enemy was also hesitating at this time. They must also be thinking about the carrying capacity of the bridge at this time. After all, this was originally an unfinished bridge. Although it was constructed of reinforced concrete, many parts were not yet completed. I just set up a big frame, maybe I can pass people, but I haven't tested whether I can pass cars.
Finally, the enemy on the opposite side made a decision, and the first tank tentatively drove towards the bridge. At this moment, not only Zhang Xian, but also everyone in the guard camp couldn't help but feel their hearts in their throats. Many people inside were even more panicked, because in their opinion, given the current situation of the guard camp, they didn't even have a single explosive pack. How could they stop it with just a few machine guns with few bullets? What about the advance of enemy tanks?
"The enemy tanks are coming, what should we do?" He Qiang couldn't help but asked Zhang Xian in a low voice.
"Calm down!" Zhang Xian pretended to be calm, but he was also secretly calculating in his heart. If the enemy tanks really crossed the bridge, then they could completely ignore their blocking troops and pursue the escaping 215th Division. Large force, if that is really the case, the comrades of the 215th Division who have just escaped will once again be trapped, and the worst result is that the entire division may be defeated. How can we trip the enemies when they rush across the bridge and prevent them from pursuing them?
Just as Zhang Xian's mind was spinning rapidly, the enemy tank that drove onto the bridge cautiously moved back. Even on the other side of the bridge, Zhang Xian could feel the bridge trembling slightly, and This tremor was naturally felt more deeply by the drivers of the tank, and they finally became timid.
Seeing the American tanks slowly withdrawing from the bridge, Zhang Xian almost shouted excitedly. His judgment was still correct. These Americans were still very afraid of death. After all, they might get a huge death. When threatened, they can give up their efforts and easy-to-obtain results, and take self-preservation as the natural goal; this is completely different from the Eastern understanding of people and human nature.
"The enemy doesn't dare to come!" He Qiang also chuckled, clearly feeling relieved.
"Don't be too happy!" Zhang Xian warned him: "The enemy's infantry may come over!" At the same time, he did not forget to issue his order: "They may bombard here quickly, so that everyone can Get ready for battle!"
He Qiang was startled, nodded and left his side, conveying the message to the companies and platoons below.
To the west of the bridge, the enemy tanks did not drive away immediately, but moved toward the bridge purposefully.The shells hit their heads, and the enemies who had just attacked the two highlands retreated one after another, and retreated to the west of the bridge like a tide.
Seeing the enemy retreating like this, Zhang Xian was still a little strange and didn't understand what happened. At this time, he suddenly saw a commotion from behind the enemy's team. Someone was clearly attacking them from behind. His heart couldn't help but thought of Wu Xiaoyang. If the 215th Division still had Those who can fight will fall behind the enemy, and then it will be Wu Xiaoyang and his company of guards.
"Blow the charge horn!" Zhang Xian decisively ordered the trumpeter beside him.
Immediately, the loud sound of the Charge broke through the rainy sky, like a bullet with wings, penetrating all the haze and flying towards the enemy's bullseye. At the call of the Charge, the volunteer soldiers on the two high-slope positions rushed down the mountain with shouts and raised their guns, chasing the retreating enemies and fiercely fighting them. These Americans were extremely brave just now, but they became cowed in this adversity. They ignored the shouts of their superiors and turned around and ran away to the opposite side. It was like dominoes, and they immediately started to fall apart. A chain reaction started, and the enemies behind him fled in all directions before they could react.
The American troops that came over were less than a battalion. Their attack speed was very fast, but their retreat speed was even faster. Almost in the blink of an eye, they had already crossed the dangerous bridge and reached the bridge. The west bank, and then continued to run towards the road further west, because that was where their combat vehicles and tanks were.
Zhang Xian led his men to follow the enemy's retreat and once again crossed the dangerous bridge. As soon as they reached the west of the bridge, he saw Wu Xiaoyang rushing over from the path by the lake with his men. There were not many of them, at most There were only about thirty people, but they appeared in front of him alive. It was like a ray of sunshine, which suddenly brightened Zhang Xian's long-depressed mood. He even forgot that this was still a battlefield and shouted loudly. With: "Xiao Wu!"
"Batalion Commander!" Wu Xiaoyang also shouted, and almost everyone behind him shouted excitedly. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com