It was dawn. It was a September day. Because of the sea and the Huangpu River, the position had already been covered with a thick layer of fog, making it difficult to see the situation ten meters away.
After seeing this, Zhou Jin was worried about a sneak attack by the Japanese army. He widened his eyes on the position and wanted to see clearly on the other side. However, the fog allowed him to only see the ground with several bomb craters not far away and the strong and unyielding figure.
Except for the grass roots below, nothing else can be seen.
Zhou Weiguo came to him and glanced sideways at him, then lit a cigarette and took a puff. He immediately put the hand holding the cigarette under the trench to block the weak firelight and asked, "What are you looking at?"
When Zhou Jin saw that it was Zhou Weiguo, he stretched out his finger and pointed in the distance: "Battalion Commander, in the foggy weather, the Japanese army may make a sneak attack."
Sneak attack?
Zhou Weiguo patted Zhou Jin's generous shoulder: "Rest peacefully, my battalion deputy, they won't attack."
Zhou Jin was confused. Seeing that he was still worried, Zhou Weiguo also pointed to the front: "Yesterday, I asked someone to place landmines about 70 meters in front. That is not a vegetarian thing."
There must be heavy fog at dawn. The thick fog can block everything, and the Japanese army may indeed make a sneak attack, but no matter how they make a sneak attack, they must pass through the frontal position.
Once you step on it, the explosion will be enough for the soldiers here to react.
Moreover, nothing could be seen ten meters away. Both sides were in an invisible state. The Japanese army focused on a quality attack, not a quantity attack. They would not attack in such weather.
If you want to attack, you need to wait until the fog disperses.
"Hurry up and repair the fortifications. Today's battle will be much more fierce than yesterday. The Japanese army suffered a big loss yesterday. They will vent their anger on us. If you don't fix the place where you can save your life, I won't have time to take you down if you die."
position."
The wounded can be taken away by themselves, but for the dead, the only option is to tear off the armbands that prove their identity, take them back, and then hand them over to their families. The rest cannot be taken away.
"Hurry up. God has given us an opportunity to repair our positions. Thicken and deepen the places where you hide artillery shells and machine gun positions. Build me a bunker. You saw the Japanese army's marksmanship yesterday, so hurry up."
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Zhou Weiguo shouted, and personally came to the heavy machine gun position to help set it up.
There is also a layer of sandbags above the machine gun muzzle where the sandbags are piled up, which can be used to block Japanese attacks.
Although there are still more than 400 people in the entire battalion, the injured soldiers have been withdrawn, and together with the flying combat soldiers, there is not much strength left.
The fog dispersed little by little, and the scene in the distance gradually appeared in everyone's sight.
Sakata, who was ready to attack, saw a completely new position through the telescope.
The position was simply an iron wall. The machine gun positions that could still be seen yesterday were missing today. There were only a large number of machine gun bunkers, and the slightly protruding machine gun muzzles could still be seen faintly.
When looking at that position, except for the fresh earth-gray soil, there was not a single person in sight. The only thing that could appear in his sight was the military flag that had humiliated him all day.
They were devils. Not only did they repair the position in one night, but also strengthened it to a certain extent. He secretly praised it sourly in his heart. Finally, he put down the telescope and pulled out the command knife and pointed the cold light knife forward.
;"attack."
Boom boom boom...
The sound of artillery fire caused the soil to fly everywhere, and some even fell on the helmets. After a day of fighting, Zhou Weiguo found that the soldiers were somewhat numb. He didn't want the air to be so silent, so he smiled and pointed outside; "These are the Japanese troops.
In the future, when you become officials and command troops, just remember one thing, the Japanese army cannot do anything to you."
A squad leader held his rifle and asked in confusion: "Batalion Commander, what is it?"
Zhou Weiguo lit the cigarette and threw the rest to the soldiers around him; "In frontal combat, you remember one thing, that is, after the artillery bombards the infantry, then the infantry rushes and the artillery bombards them. This is his attack mode, but you must remember
Yes, I mean frontal combat, not anything else. There may be a sneak attack by a small group of enemies, which will test your own response capabilities."
Zhou Weiguo smoked while speaking to the soldiers.
"Battal Commander, the phone number of the military department." The ordering soldier shouted from outside, which made Zhou Weiguo have to run out of the crater and ran to the bunker to grab the phone that was already stained with a lot of soil.
After blowing the ashes off, Zhou Weiguo grabbed it and narrowed his neck slightly: "Report, I am Zhou Weiguo from the special agent camp."
"How many people do you still have? Can you still hold on?" Commander Yu's voice was more serious than usual, but there was an uncertain inquiry in the seriousness.
"Commander, we still have more than 300 people. The Japanese army's artillery fire is very fierce and the losses are somewhat heavy. But commander, don't worry, our battalion can still support it. The Japanese army will not be able to get through today."
"Hold on until dusk, and I will send someone to replace you. Yesterday you severely damaged the Japanese army, and today you will definitely launch a retaliatory attack. You must pay attention."
The phone was hung up without a word of nonsense. Zhou Weiguo put down the phone and looked at the company commanders around him; "The military department ordered us to stay here until dusk. I don't think it is a problem, but just in case something unexpected happens, we will
After repelling the Japanese attack, everyone wrote a letter home, including me, and sent it to the military headquarters."
It was silent, and everyone knew very well that perhaps there were not many people on the battlefield at dusk.
When he turned around and left, he was confused about whether he could survive.
But this is a battlefield. Who can guarantee that they can survive? Even I can't.
Zhou Weiguo did not go out, but took out a pen, pulled off a piece of paper and wrote a letter home.
He wrote to Xiao Ya, if he can't go back, don't wait for him, life is still a long road, don't waste it on a dead person.
After writing the letter, he did not hand it over, but put it in his pocket.
As the battalion commander, he would usually drag the body down, and the soldiers responsible for the burial would collect his belongings. Naturally, this letter could be found and sent down. If he was not dead, there would be no need.
When the sound of gunfire stopped, Zhou Weiguo patted the dirt off his body, pulled on his military uniform, picked up a rifle and walked out.
The Japanese army in the distance attacked again, and the troops of a squadron spread out again, alternately covering the front and rear as they advanced.
"Old rule, don't fire when you are less than 50 meters away. None of us are head-high, so don't risk death. Find some branches or something nearby and put your helmet on them to confuse the Japanese troops."
Seeing that some soldiers could not find branches, he said again: "If there are none, use your bamboo tubes."