***After the four people leaned together and shot several cavalry, the surrounding Japanese cavalry immediately discovered these people, and soon two cavalry rushed towards them, their sharp sabers shining in the sun.
Dazzling cold light.
"Da da da da..."
*** quickly fired a burst at the leading cavalry. The Japanese cavalry who was rushing in front was shot in the chest and fell off the horse. When he still wanted to shoot, the gun was fired but there was a "kaka" sound.
"The sound of empty shots turned out to be that the bullets had run out.
Without thinking, he took out the M1911A1 Browning pistol from his waist, but before he could load the bullet, the Japanese cavalry had already rushed forward. He secretly screamed and jumped to the side without thinking, and the sword flashed from his arm.
Flashed by.
"ah..."
At this time, *** only heard a scream coming from around him. He turned around and saw the Japanese cavalry who almost killed him with a knife flying past him with the help of the impact of the horse. He rushed over in an instant.
Next to the Signal Corps.
The signal soldier panicked and stabbed the cavalry with the 98K rifle with a bayonet in his hand. The cavalry jerked his horse slightly and dodged easily. At the same time, he waved his saber. The signal soldier's stomach was instantly slashed by the saber, causing him to appear blue-grey.
The signal soldier, whose intestines had been dragged out several meters, fell to the ground and screamed in pain.
"Grass mud horse..."
The eyes wide open, *** did not hesitate to raise his newly loaded pistol and continuously pulled the trigger at the cavalryman.
"Bang bang bang..."
Accompanied by several clear gunshots in succession, the cavalryman who was galloping recklessly just now seemed to have been punched hard. He was stunned for several seconds, and then he fell heavily from his horse.
After dealing with the cavalryman, *** rushed to the communications soldier who was lying on the ground and was still breathing, "Xiao Liu... don't be afraid... hold on, I'll call the medical soldier right away, you...
you..."
Just looking at the intestines that were dragged on the ground for several meters, he couldn't say the words "you'll be fine" after that.
The signal soldier, who had no trace of blood on his face, endured the severe pain and trembled: "Sir... I can't do it anymore... Please do it... send me... give me a ride...
"
"good..."
*** endured the grief and nodded tremblingly, pointed the pistol at his heart and pulled the trigger.
"bump!"
As the gunfire rang out, a relieved smile appeared on the signal soldier's face, his head tilted and he closed his eyes.
*** gently placed the communication soldier on the ground, unhooked the SCR-300 walkie-talkie behind him, tuned to the channel of the artillery camp, picked up the microphone and shouted loudly: "Artillery camp... I am Fourth
The commander of the third battalion company ***...will fire on us immediately...
I want you to fire the artillery immediately...if you delay it for four more battalions, you will be finished! If you fire the artillery now, you may be able to save a few people!"
*** almost roared and gave the order. When he shouted the order with almost all his strength, looking at the front of the fourth battalion position that was still in a stalemate, tears slid down his cheeks, and his whole body also
He sat down on the ground.
I don't know how long it took, maybe half a minute, or maybe only a few seconds, when a low whistling sound suddenly came from the sky.
"Boom, boom... whoosh... whoosh..."
Just as the cavalrymen of the Japanese cavalry regiment were killing wantonly on the fourth battalion's position, dense artillery shells accompanied by the crackling sound of machine gun bullets instantly enveloped the front line, and the position hundreds of meters long and tens of meters wide was instantly filled with dense air.
Shrouded in smoke and flames.
The cavalry who were originally killing like beasts from hell fell off their horses one after another amid the rain of steel bullets. When the targets they were originally killing heard the sound of cannonballs streaking across the sky, they jumped up skillfully like a conditioned reflex.
In the trenches.
"fire!"
After receiving the request from the Communist Party of China and Gao Hongming's consent, the artillerymen of the 1st Artillery Battalion and the 2nd Artillery Battalion bared their ferocious fangs in the hidden artillery positions.
One after another, 105 mm, 155 mm, and even 60 mm and 81 artillery shells were tilted like raindrops at the front of the stalemate position of the fourth battalion. The gunners had tears in their eyes when they fired the shells. This was the first time they had hit the shells.
On his own brother.
They knew that every artillery shell they fired might take away the lives of their brothers, but they had no choice, because if they didn't fire the artillery, the fourth battalion would definitely be wiped out in a short time. Many people even hated themselves for being artillerymen.
, otherwise he would not be forced to kill his brother with his own hands.
In a hidden observation post a few miles away from the starting position, Koizumi Yukio, who couldn't help but visit the front line again after the injury on his leg healed, closed his eyes in pain. He knew that this cavalry regiment was going to start from the 40s.
The first division's organizational structure was crossed out.
No one could survive under such fierce artillery fire.
The attack of the cavalry regiment just now was a surprise attack planned by him. He originally planned to take advantage of the dust and smoke formed after the shelling to obscure the sight of the defenders. He planned to dispatch the entire cavalry regiment and rush forward to seize the opponent's position before the defenders had time to react.
.
This plan was successful at first. The cavalry regiment did rush to the opponent's position before the opponent had time to react, but the subsequent reaction of the defenders was beyond their expectations.
First of all, the defenders did not collapse when facing the cavalry, but chose to fight. Later, the opponent actually launched an indiscriminate attack with artillery fire. At least 20 heavy artillery covered the position less than 400 meters away.
Not only that, there were bombings, but there were also several times that amount of mortars. The fierce artillery fire brought down the cavalry regiment and they were all left there before they had time to withdraw.
"Stop the shelling!"
After several minutes of rapid artillery fire, Gao Hongming finally gave the order to stop the bombardment.
After giving the order, Gao Hongming even heard a hoarse cry from the artillery battalion officer on the other end of the microphone.
Several artillery positions were all shrouded in a burst of sadness. Everyone was extremely sad. They didn't know how many brothers they had killed by the shells they just fired. This heavy and depressing feeling made everyone feel extremely depressed.
The officers suppressed their grief and shouted to the grieving gunners: "What are you still doing? Move your position quickly... Do you want to be bombed by planes if you stay here?"
The artillerymen who had exposed their position quickly put away their gun mounts, attached the artillery to the truck, and then evacuated the position.
Gao Hongming, who was on the top of the mountain, looked at the silent position of the Fourth Battalion at the foot of the mountain and remained silent for a long time. Finally, he said through his teeth: "Order the Fifth Battalion to take over the position of the Fourth Battalion, and the Fourth Battalion will withdraw to the back for repairs."
When the fifth battalion arrived at the first line of defense, they saw the bodies of countless people and horses scattered on the devastated battlefield. The injured horses wailed among the dead bodies, and bursts of painful groans could be heard from the pile of dead people.
"First Company, Second Company defend on the spot, Third Company immediately pick up the wounded, and quickly send the injured brothers down." Yan Xiaofu, the commander of the fifth battalion holding a submachine gun, shouted loudly facing the Shura field-like battlefield, looking at the pile of corpses.
Yan Xiaofu felt his nose was sore and tears welled up in his eyes among the lonely soldiers of the fourth battalion who barely managed to stand up.
Covered in blood, *** stood up from the trench tremblingly. Looking at the corpses in front of him, he roared in pain. He picked up the MP40 submachine gun that had fallen aside and replaced it habitually.
After loading the magazine with bullets, I walked in the trench that was so bombed that it was almost impossible to recognize its original appearance.
After taking just a few steps, he realized that he had stepped on a green-sleeved broken arm. Tears couldn't stop streaming down his face. At this time, he didn't notice that a large piece of flesh had been cut off from his left arm in the previous fight.
The bloody bones reveal white bones.
"Sir..."
Intermittent moans came from the pile of corpses not far from him. Following the sound, *** quickened his pace and walked over. He pushed a dead body aside and saw a soldier whose legs had been blown off, and the broken part was exposed.
A piece of white bone.
Seeing the miserable condition of Paoze, the bloody soldier wanted to pick him up. As soon as he picked him up, he heard the soldier in his arms cry out in pain.
"Sir... take me home... I... miss my mother..."
"Give him two more injections. This brother is hopeless." A medical soldier walked up to him and reminded him softly.
"roll!"
*** stared at the medical soldier with red eyes, with a trace of murderous intent in his eyes: "Hurry up and find a stretcher and send him to the rear."
After saying that, he turned to the wounded soldier and said, "Brother, I will take you home. Your mother is still waiting for you at home. Let's go home right now."
The medical soldier had no choice but to summon a stretcher and put the wounded soldier on it. Seeing the painful expression on the wounded soldier's face, he thought about it and took out a small box from his bag, and took out a small
A toothpaste tube-like painkiller needle was injected into the wounded soldier's thigh.
This kind of analgesic injection is commonly known as a syringe, also called "Sirete syringe", which is a disposable syringe.
Its use is very simple. Pull out the needle protective cover, pierce the wounded person's body and then squeeze the syringe tube to inject the drug into the wounded person's body. Then pin the syringe on the wounded person's collar to mark that it has been injected to prevent
Unknowing overdose resulting in death.
After the injection, the medical soldier signaled to carry the wounded soldier away. Although he knew very well that the wounded soldier would most likely not be able to support the medical brigade camp behind him, he still respected the soldier's choice.
At this time, dozens of wounded soldiers were found one after another around him. Every time he found a soldier, his face showed a hint of joy, as if this could alleviate his guilt a little.
Suddenly, he saw what seemed to be a "corpse" in a yellow-green military uniform moving among the pile of corpses.
"Son of a bitch!"
*** suddenly became excited, his eyes had turned red. He pulled out an engineering shovel from the ground, shouted and slashed hard at the neck of the wounded Japanese soldier. He only heard a muffled sound, and was struck by the sharp knife.
The engineer's shovel cut off the head of the cavalryman, splattering his face with blood.
When the Japanese hacked to death the wounded soldier of the Japanese cavalry, the wounded soldiers of the fourth battalion also refused the order to retreat.
"You are not our commander and have no right to order us down."
A superior soldier holding a rifle stared at Yan Xiaofu standing in front of him with red eyes. He shouted hoarsely. Around him, more than a dozen wounded soldiers also stared at Yan Xiaofu with eager eyes. Many of them raised their hands.
The gun and hatred had made them forget that standing in front of them was a major wearing a silver rank.
"Stop... what are you doing? Do you want to report to the Military Justice Department?" At this time, a hoarse voice came from the side, and the fourth battalion commander Nong Tiancai in ragged clothes limped over.
Seeing that more than a dozen wounded soldiers dared to confront their superiors with guns, he was furious and walked up to the leader of the wounded soldiers and kicked him to the ground.
"I'll beat you to death, you ungrateful thing. I usually dote on you little bastards too much, and now you dare to point a gun at the officer. If you want to die, tell me now, and I'll help you bastards."
As Nong Tiancai spoke, he bent down and planned to continue beating people. When more than a dozen wounded soldiers saw their battalion commander coming, they couldn't help but burst into tears, crying heartbreakingly.
"Sir... our brothers died so tragically... so tragically... we are not willing to accept it..."
"What are you unwilling to do?" Nong Tiancai stared at the soldiers and cursed with a tearful tone: "You are on your first day as soldiers... This is what we eat. If you are afraid of death, don't be like this."
Soldier, report to me to be discharged as soon as possible when you get back, I promise you won't be tempted to stay.
Since you have chosen to wear this military uniform, you must understand the meaning of superiority and inferiority, and what military orders are like. It is for your own good that you are allowed to go down, and you are grinding and moaning like a girl. What do you want to do?"
Nong Tiancai scolded and kicked and hit the wounded soldiers.
Oddly enough, the wounded soldiers, whose eyes were on fire and about to lose their minds, all put away their guns after being scolded by the ***, and many of them burst into tears on the spot.
At this time, someone nearby shouted, "Come on, there are more than ten wounded Japanese soldiers here!"
When this voice roared out, the wounded soldiers who were crying in pain turned their heads and ran towards the direction of the sound like crazy.
Soon, someone shouted loudly: "Listen to me, no one is allowed to use a gun...I'm going to skin him and the others!"
"Please... can any brother help me find a barrel of gasoline? I want you to see what it means to light a sky lantern!"
Soon, a shrill wailing sounded from the position. The remaining soldiers of the fourth battalion tortured the prisoners in every way they could think of. The soldiers of the fifth battalion just looked on and did not stop this group of prisoners.
A group of comrades fell into extreme anger...
An hour later, Nong Tiancai was called by Gao Hongming to report the situation.
"The report shows that there were 786 soldiers in the fourth battalion of the militia, 372 were killed and 216 were injured, of which about 80 were seriously injured and had to be retired. The three infantry company commanders, except for the third company commander ***, were slightly injured.
The remaining two company commanders were all killed in action, and most of the platoon commander and squad leader were also killed."
Listening to Nong Tiancai's hoarse voice, Gao Hongming's hands were trembling slightly. Every time Nong Tiancai reported a number, his heart felt like it had been cut by a knife.