Three hundred and seventieth eight chapters under desperate blocking
"Old Huo, we don't have much ammunition. You go down and apply for some, and take the wounded down with you." When the Cossacks repelled another charge, battalion commander Guo Cheng pulled Huo Jiucheng into the anti-gun cave and whispered.
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"No, Lao Guo, you go and apply for ammunition support. I'll stay here." Huo Jiucheng knew that Guo Cheng wanted to leave some seeds for his camp and let himself and the wounded retreat, leaving the hope of survival for him.
Himself. As the Cossack attacks become more and more fierce and the losses of the troops become greater and greater, the battalion in Guo Cheng's hands has dropped from more than 400 people to 100 people. At this moment, he is already prepared for the death of all members.
Prepare.
Guo Cheng grabbed Huo Jiucheng's arm and said urgently: "I am the battalion commander, you must carry out the order, otherwise I will kill you." The two of them have worked together for many years, and they are like brothers. Guo Cheng has never made such a statement.
Huo Jiucheng knew that he could not disobey the order, so he could only agree with tears in his eyes.
The Cossack artillery bombardment was over. Huo Jiucheng took a dozen wounded soldiers and went down the mountain. There was really no one on the position to take care of the wounded soldiers, so these people had no choice but to go down by themselves. Huo Jiucheng was the first to lift the stretchers of the seriously wounded soldiers.
The wounded who could walk walked by themselves, and those who couldn't were carried by the lightly wounded. They walked slowly down the mountain.
"Brothers, the Cossacks have come up again. We will definitely be able to defeat them this time. Who are they? The army of our Chinese Empire is invincible. Let them see what a real warrior is." Guo Cheng said.
Walking around in the trenches, cheering for every soldier, the commander asked the Twelfth Army to hold on for three days. In only half a day, the casualties were already so heavy, but they must persist to buy time for the main force.
The Cossacks' attack continued, and their attack was almost crazy. The charging teams came one after another. The front slopes of the highlands were already piled with Cossack corpses, and the machine gunners of the Wehrmacht could no longer do whatever they wanted due to the shortage of ammunition.
Instead of using long bursts to suppress their opponents, they can only use short bursts to slowly consume the enemy.
The grenades have been used up and the bullets are getting less and less. The Wehrmacht soldiers stationed in the position can only use bayonets to drive the Cossacks off again and again. There are fewer and fewer people on the position. After another artillery bombardment,
There are only a dozen people left around Guo Cheng.
"Brothers, even if we die, we can't let the Cossacks take away our position. All of us, bayonets are fixed, and we charge." Before the Cossacks could rush to the position, Guo Cheng, who picked up a rifle, was the first to rush out.
In the trench, followed by the second and third, more than a dozen soldiers rushed towards the Cossacks with bayonets in hand. When they saw the Cossacks, they actually launched a countercharge. There was some commotion in the charging team, but when they saw that there were only a dozen of them
After the individual, the charging Cossacks whistled and rushed forward. In their opinion, this charge would definitely win the position.
Guo Cheng turned his wrist and cut the bayonet across a semicircle. He pushed four or five bayonets aside. Then he stabbed the Cossack soldier closest to him with a thrust. Just as he put away the bayonet, several more bayonets stabbed him.
Guo Cheng was not afraid in the face of danger. He used his bayonet to push away several bayonets. A bayonet that was piercing his ribs was knocked away by him with the butt of his rifle. Seeing that there were fewer and fewer soldiers around him, Guo Cheng became anxious.
My head was sweating.
At this moment, there was a sudden shouting from behind them, and a group of soldiers with bayonets rushed over. The sharp bayonets in their hands stabbed the Cossacks, driving these unprepared enemies back. Jumping back into the trench,
Guo Cheng wiped his sweat, and then he had a chance to look at the arriving reinforcements.
"Zhao Lei, why is it you?" Seeing that the reinforcements were coming from the artillery platoon of the battalion, he asked the artillery platoon leader Zhao Lei in surprise.
Zhao Lei pulled Guo Cheng into the artillery cave and said with a smile: "Batalion Commander, all our artillery shells have been fired. What else can we do if we don't rush up to help you."
Guo Cheng smiled and praised: "The reinforcements are good. If it weren't for you, this position would have been lost."
"Damn, this battle is really hard to fight. What is Commander Xiao doing? Why is he not supporting ammunition and not bringing in large troops for reinforcements?" Zhao Lei patted the earthen wall of the anti-cannon hole and said depressedly.
At this time, Xiao Cheng was also quite depressed. He sat in the temporary bunker in the command room and looked at the defense map on the wall. In this area of less than fifty square kilometers, the 12th Army used 50,000 people to fight against 25 Cossacks.
For an attack involving tens of thousands of people, fortunately the terrain here is narrow and the only places that can be passed are eight highlands. Large troops cannot deploy at all. Otherwise, without solid fortifications, it would be really difficult for him to hold on.
"Commander, we are out of ammunition." Logistics Section Chief Lu Qun walked into the command room.
"Why, how come there is not enough ammunition?" Xiao Cheng stood up and said a little surprised.
Lu Qun spread his hands and said: "There is no way, it is difficult to walk in this hilly area, and our trucks and chariots can't get up. The ammunition we carry is carried on the shoulders of people and a small number of pack horses. Now the logistics brigade is doing its best to transport, but
The battle ahead is too fierce and the ammunition consumption is high, making it difficult to keep up with the ammunition replenishment."
Xiao Cheng gritted his teeth and said: "Report to the superior department and request special ammunition supplies."
Tobol held several reports in his hand and said: "This battle is not easy to fight. Look at the ammunition that cannot be sent. This temporary infantry army is mechanized. There are not as many pack horses as the mountain troops. How can we send ammunition."
Feng Shichang frowned for a long time and said, "I remember the young master once said that supplies can be airdropped. How about we try it?"
"Yes, I remembered it. The young master did mention it once. I'm going to ask specifically now." Tobur patted the table and said.
Soon the bomber units that were attacking Yakutsk were mobilized, and they were all concentrated in the rear to load supplies. Seeing truck after truck busy going back and forth, loading a large amount of arms and supplies into the bomb bay, bomber pilot Qian Xing said depressedly.
: "How come our bombs have been changed into supplies? How can we still fight the war?"
Bombardier Li Feng smiled and said: "We are airdropping supplies to the troops this time. Once the airdrop is completed, we can continue the bombing."
Qian Xing shook his head and said: "Don't think about it. Look at how many troops we have to airdrop supplies to. Look at how many bombers we only have. The intensity of the ground battle is so high. Even if we fly back and forth six or seven times a day, it may not be enough. What else can we do?"
Want to go bombing."
Li Feng smiled and said: "Everything is for victory. Whatever His Majesty needs us to do, we should do it." Fang Xiaoyu is a god-like existence in the hearts of the soldiers of the Chinese Empire. When Li Feng said this, Qian Xing's anger immediately disappeared.
In fact, he also knew the importance of airlift very well, but it was just that the change from a combat force to a logistics one made him a little depressed.
Whether you like it or not, the airdrop mission must still be carried out. The bomber groups forming the formation are divided into several groups and fly to their destinations in a mighty manner. The several armies responsible for the blocking mission lack arms, so these bomber units are considered to have
He was very busy, and because of this incident, Fang Xiaoyu determined to develop the first special transport aircraft in the Chinese Empire as soon as possible.
Qian Xing held the steering wheel and gradually lowered the height. The National Defense Force logistics soldiers on the ground had already cleared enough airborne fields and made a big white X with white ash in the middle of the field.
"We've arrived, prepare for airdrop." Qian Xing reminded his companions through the communicator.
"Look." Li Feng, the bombardier, put his eyes on the sight and watched as the center of the black crosshairs in the lens gradually approached the big white cross on the ground. "Throw it." Li Feng moved the bombardier with his hand.
, shouted habitually. The bomber's hatch slowly opened, bundles of ammunition, food and other supplies fell down, and the parachute tied to it was quickly opened.
There were two parachutes tied to each package, and the sky was full of white umbrella flowers. They slowly landed near the landing site with heavy packages of supplies. Some soldiers ran up to collect the supplies, while other soldiers ran to the outside of the landing site.
Go searching for material packages that are occasionally blown away by the wind.
With a steady stream of supplies, although Yakutsk's air suppression was much reduced, the blocking force's fighting became stronger.
The high ground Guo Cheng was guarding had lost two meters of its floor in the past two days, and now there were more people on his position. After Zhao Lei brought reinforcements up that day, they withstood two more Cossack attacks.
, but the bullets were exhausted.
Just when Guo Cheng was about to lead the soldiers who had no ammunition and drive the Cossacks down with bayonets, Huo Jiucheng came up with a company of reinforcements, and with them came a lot of ammunition supplies.
The two days of blocking time passed quickly. The Cossacks suffered heavy casualties but could not cross the high ground. However, the casualties of the National Defense Forces were also not small. In the past two days, Guo Cheng's soldiers had changed twice, and the number of killed in battle exceeded
Eight hundred, it would only take a few hours for a company to be replenished and all the casualties would be wiped out, but the already extremely anxious Cossacks did not stop attacking for a while, even at night.
Guo Cheng's eyes were bloodshot. He hadn't closed his eyes for two days and two nights. The bright camouflage uniform he was wearing had now turned black. It was covered with dust and the enemy's blood, and it was almost impossible to see the original color.
s color.
Guo Cheng adjusted the helmet on his head and discussed with Huo Jiucheng: "There is still one day left. As long as I defend until dark, I can retreat. You can go to the division headquarters again and ask for more ammunition to try to get the division to surrender."
If the artillery fires another salvo for us, our defense will be much easier."
Although there have been bombers transporting ammunition in the past few days, the quantity of such transportation is too small after all. The main content is bullets and small-caliber artillery shells. As for the large-caliber artillery of the division artillery and the army artillery, the artillery shells are already very tight. They are carrying out
Covering artillery strikes became less and less frequent.