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There was no time to hesitate. Zhang Xian's mind suddenly became unusually clear. At this time, it was no longer a question of how he wanted to fight this battle, but that he had to fight this battle well. He had to fight it. To hurt the enemy, you must unconditionally attract the enemy's attention. Only in this way can you help the large forces of the 215th Division escape to the maximum extent! At any time, the interests of the small group must be subordinated to the interests of the large group. There are not many things in this world where you can have your cake and eat it too. Now that he has chosen this path, he must go to the end.
"I'll leave the southern position to you!" Zhang Xian ordered loudly, and also told him: "Pay attention to the enemy's sneak attack on the west of the bridge. As long as the enemy over there dares to step onto the bridge, then you must shoulder the task of sniping. !¡±
"Yes!" Xiong Sanwa answered loudly.
Zhang Xian nodded. Now Xiong Sanwa can be regarded as the company commander of the third company of the guard battalion. It is justifiable to hand over these dozens of people to him. What he is most worried about now is the 320 Highland to the north. At this time The sound of gunfire rang out over there, which meant that the enemy sneak attack from the north had begun to charge.
It¡¯s not far from the southern position to the northern position. Once you get down to the southern high ground, and then cross the road connecting the bridge, you can climb up. It only takes ten minutes at most.
It took Zhang Xian and two squads of twelve soldiers only five minutes to reach the 320 Highland. They arrived at the right time. At this time, this position was under the command of Zhang Qing, the leader of the second platoon of the company. Relying on the favorable terrain, shooting is being carried out at several points. The platoon leader Zhang Qing was also recently promoted by Zhang Xian in this battle. More than half of the platoon leaders in the guard battalion have been sacrificed. Even if there are three people in a platoon, there must be a responsible person.
On the hillside to the north, a group of Europeans wearing steel helmets were spreading out, forming a large encirclement and attacking the position. Their formation was different from that of the Americans, and the firearms they used were different. Slightly different from the Americans, after only a few minutes of fighting, Zhang Xian had already judged that these enemies were not American soldiers. Just looking at their faces, they should also be Westerners. It's just that these Western soldiers are much less aggressive than the Americans. Their advancement speed is very slow, and they can't wait to hide for more than ten minutes. Therefore, their attack is not so much a charge as a hide-and-seek. cat.
"Let everyone save bullets!" Zhang Xian came to Zhang Qing's side and told him loudly: "Shoot with purpose, aim to hit one by one! Don't fire the machine gun over there, wait until the enemy is thirty meters away. beat!"
Zhang Qing also responded loudly and ran along the trench, conveying the battalion commander's orders as he ran.
Zhang Xian's gun was also aimed at an enemy who was about to jump out. The enemy was knocked down by him before he even landed. All the soldiers on the battlefield also imitated his example and had their sights set on the target. However, the enemy still had an advantage in numbers. Although their movement speed was very slow, they kept getting closer. The person at the front was far away. When they were still fifty meters away from the position, they suddenly fell down. Zhang Xian also saw at this time that their military uniforms actually had a badge. At this time, he could vaguely make out the Latin abbreviation on it, which was Dutch!
Just when he had just made some preparations in his mind, the enemy's artillery fire on the other side of the lake, which had stopped for a long time, bombarded him again. The huge explosion once again filled the entire field, and shrapnel was flying in the air. There was a pungent smell of sulfur. But this time, the enemy's artillery fire was very accurate, and almost every shot could hit their position, making the soldiers unable to raise their heads at all. Everyone was under the threat of enemy artillery fire.
Zhang Xian knew very well that this was because of the guidance of the enemy infantry who rushed under the position. They reported to their artillery the accurate marking of the position through the walkie-talkie, and reported the few places on this position. The purpose of machine gun firepower points is to destroy these firepower points with artillery fire. If such a battle is fought, there will be no victory at all for the soldiers of the guard camp.
Through the blurry smoke, Zhang Xian's wolf-like eyes searched for targets among the enemy crowd. His eyes quickly locked on a Dutchman carrying a walkie-talkie less than a hundred meters away. The antenna trembled behind the rocks. This must be the enemy's liaison officer. This liaison officer was very vigilant and easily kept his head from showing. Even if he did show his head, it would immediately disappear after a quick glance. The time and speed did not allow anyone to aim a gun. Under the power of artillery fire, the shooting from the guard battalion in the position above became increasingly sparse. The Dutch soldiers who were running and hiding became bolder. They carried their guns and swept the position indiscriminately.When it comes to dropping bombs, he is the person in the 72nd Army who can throw bombs the farthest, a full distance of 70 meters, which is almost the same as a grenade.
"This guy still has grenades?" Zhang Xian was also a little surprised. In fact, at this time, their guard camp was basically running out of ammunition. The grenades had been used up during the enemy's first charge. Now their A lot of ammunition can still be picked up by enemies.
Zhang Xian knows that at this time, he can no longer defend blindly. He must overwhelm the enemy with overwhelming force. Otherwise, once these enemies stabilize, they will have no chance to win. Now This is an excellent opportunity for counterattack.
"Blow the charge horn!" Zhang Xian loudly ordered the bugler.
The bugler was stunned for a moment and immediately blew the charge horn.
As the loud horn sounded, the Americans involuntarily turned their heads and ran back, because they knew that once the charge horn sounded, it meant that the Chinese would rush over like tigers descending the mountain, even though they had weapons in their hands. The submachine gun was unable to cope with the Chinese soldiers coming in waves like a tide. These soldiers seemed to be walking corpses, like ghosts who were not afraid of death.
This counterattack was like a replica of the first battle. The Americans had just crossed the bridge and before they could gain a firm foothold, they were beaten back by the soldiers from the guard battalion who looked like tigers down the mountain. But this time Back then, Zhang Xian did not lead his men to rush across the bridge. He also knew that the enemy was also ready to counterattack on the west side of the bridge. He was just hoping that they would attack it?
After driving away the enemy, Zhang Xian quickly ordered everyone to return to their defensive positions. He knew that as long as they could firmly hold the east side of the bridge, it would be victory.
Jing Yang and Peng Qingsong happily led people back from the south intersection. They reported their battle situation to Zhang Xian. As expected, the enemy tanks came from the south along the lake shore, but when they were almost here, they were stopped by Anti-tank mines destroyed two vehicles and blocked the road there. The American soldiers who followed the tanks were afraid that they would be sniped by the volunteers. No one dared to get out and clean up. They had already turned around. , and drove back.
When they heard the news, everyone couldn't help but cheer, as if their victory was already in sight. But Zhang Xian was not happy at all. He felt exactly the opposite to everyone else. It was still early before dark, and he was afraid that the enemy's armored troops heading east would turn back and tear their small guard camp into pieces. ! What's even worse at this time is that their ammunition is almost running out, and there are not many grenades left. Once the enemy launches another assault, what will they use to fight?
Zhang Xian knew very well that in fact, at this time, he chose a path of no return for everyone! (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com