The enemy's artillery shells poured round after round around the second pontoon bridge, blasting the positions on the east bank into flames. Mud and rocks fell overwhelmingly, blasting the pontoon bridges on the river from left to right, causing water columns to rise into the sky, and water curtains to rise one after another.
The surging river water caused the more than sixty-meter-long pontoon to rise and fall, swaying like a snake.
Fortunately, since the two engineering platoons of the Model Battalion rushed to support the collapsed area again, no shells have fallen within ten meters of the pontoon. Perhaps God was also moved by what just happened.
Under the threat of fierce artillery fire, not one of the more than a thousand defeated troops who swarmed into the Sixth Company's position on the east bank. Instead, they rushed down the river embankment early and lay on the low-lying sloping river bank, watching helplessly.
The pontoon bridge would be hit by artillery shells from time to time, and no one dared to rush up to it and escape to the west bank.
The fierce exchange of fire stopped, and three figures as fast as lightning swept down the east bank and rushed onto the rickety pontoon. They were like three ghosts, unaffected by the violent bumps.
Under the blazing fires ignited by the blazing air currents and flames of the bombs, and under the horrified gaze of thousands of officers and soldiers on both sides of the strait, three figures rushed across the pontoon at an incredible speed and landed on the west bank in an instant.
Quickly find An Yi lying deep in the woods.
These three people are the model battalion generals Hu Jialin, Xia Jian and Gu Changfeng who are like An Yi. The three of them, together with the experienced Lu Mingdi and Zhang Qi, led the Sixth Company and the special detachment, a total of more than 200 brothers, taking advantage of the advantageous terrain and
With excellent fortifications and strong support from the brothers from the West Bank Mortar Company, they relied on their powerful firepower and bold strategy of moving in to fight back, repelling more than 2,000 enemy attacks in one fell swoop.
Seeing the enemy abandoning hundreds of corpses and retreating violently, the three men immediately gave up everything and rushed down the east coast together, looking for their brother An Yi with great anxiety and anger.
The naked An Yi was stripped of all his equipment and clothes and wrapped tightly in a thick quilt. Only one long leg with a twenty centimeter long wound was exposed.
Commander-in-Chief Chiang, Vice-President Bai and other generals on the side watched worriedly as the doctor sewed thirty-nine stitches on An Yi's everted thigh wound, then wrapped it layer by layer with white gauze and tied the last knot.
Before the young surgeon had time to raise his hand to tie the knot, Gu Laoer, who ran over quickly, grabbed him by the collar and threw him four meters away.
Gu Laoer, who was unapologetic, immediately rushed to An Yi's side with Hu Zi and Xia Jian. Looking at his closed eyes and trembling purple lips, his heart was as sharp as a knife for a moment.
"Brother——"
"Xiaoyi——"
"Boss——"
Three sad and angry voices sounded at the same time like thunder, startling the dozen generals and dozens of anxious model battalion officers and soldiers who were watching half a circle. An Yi, who was in Dong Yazi's arms, opened his heavy eyelids with difficulty.
The upper and lower jaws clicked together, making a clicking sound, and he used all his strength to utter a shocking sentence intermittently:
"He, he, his grandma...dare, dare...to blast me with a cannon, give it to me...fuck me...fuck him to death..."
"Brother——"
"Xiaoyi——"
"Boss——"
In the hoarse shouts of the three generals, An Yi, who had lost too much blood, finally fainted. Hu Jialin, with red eyes and thick beard standing on end, suddenly stood up and turned to leave.
As soon as the ferocious-looking Gu Changfeng took a step forward, the major military doctor who was thrown out by him came over to seek justice.
"Are you a revolutionary soldier or a bandit?"
The young military doctor turned red with anger and asked loudly.
"Qiang..."
The dark sword behind Gu Changfeng's back was already two feet out of its sheath.
"Tiger head!"
Beard's solemn warning came in time.
Gu Laoer slowly inserted the knife into the scabbard on his back. He didn't care about the extremely shocked eyes of Principal Jiang and more than ten generals a few meters away. He stared at the young military doctor who had already fallen to the ground in fright and said in a deep voice: "It's a dog's day."
Yes, even if you are discerning, I am a bandit!"
Gu Laoer, who was exuding cold and murderous aura, strode away after speaking. He caught up with Huzi and Xia Jian and rushed down the river bank with a roar. Three frightening figures once again flew past the pontoon and rushed to the other bank in a blink of an eye.
The officers and soldiers on the west bank were stunned and terrified.
Wang Shihe, the chief of guard next to Principal Jiang, released his right hand from holding the handle of the gun, wiped off the sweat on his hand, and exhaled a long breath of turbid air that was suppressing the shock in his chest and abdomen, as if talking to himself and sighed in a low voice: "What a terrible murderous aura.
, ten times more violent than a beard..."
"Huh? Are they really going to fight out?"
Bai Chongxi heard the strange sound of gunfire on the east bank position, and then saw the signal troops on the other bank standing on the high platform under the firelight, using a small white flag and a small blue and white flag to draw a large arc towards the west bank, and then made a decisive decision
With a wave upward, thirty-five officers and soldiers, all carrying machine guns, immediately rushed out of the mortar position more than eighty meters ahead. Without hesitation, they rushed down the river bank and stepped onto the pontoon bridge, quickly crossing the pontoon bridge in a long line.
Ascend to the east bank position.
The flag was waved again, and a cry of "Kick that bitch!" came from the mortar position. The twelve mortars that had been silent for twenty minutes roared again, dragging shells one after another.
The blazing flames flew over the river, and finally landed in an area about a hundred meters in front of the east bank position. There was a loud explosion, sparking bursts of fire and thick smoke.
On the east bank, the bearded man on the position roared, and more than two hundred officers and soldiers of the model battalion, whose eyes were red with hatred, shouted in unison, jumped out of the trench, rushed into the thick smoke, and faced the surging enemy.
Rushing forward, it was like a sharp knife quickly thrusting into the enemy group.
More than 20 light machine guns and more than a hundred flower machine guns gathered in the hands of more than 200 warriors spit out scarlet flames in three directions at the same time. The more than 2,000 enemies who were rushing forward without any preparation were suddenly swung across the waist like a giant scythe.
One piece after another fell to the ground.
Huzi and Gu Laoer, who were rushing in front of the two long lines, did not wait for the bullets to run out. Under the fierce firepower of the brothers around them, they quickly changed the light machine gun magazines, loaded the bolts, and aimed at the front and left, and fired a round without ends.
They fired aimlessly, and the brothers who followed behind them tacitly used this opportunity to change their magazines and fired again, causing the enemy to cry and howl, as if they had encountered an evil ghost, and fled in all directions.
In just over five minutes, this fierce and jealous team killed more than 2,000 enemy charging formations. Under the loud shouts of the beard, they quickly changed their magazines, then divided into two teams, turned around, and faced each other again.
The chaotic enemy went on a killing spree.
During the rapid advance, no matter who in the two teams fell, no one paid attention. The powerful team that had been killed so hard that they lost their minds ignored them and would only shoot at all moving targets, screaming one after another.
In the sound, he killed and penetrated again.
"Abandon the spear—the bright guy—kill—"
"kill--"
Under the soft moonlight approaching the Double Ninth Festival, Huzi, Gu Laoer, Xia Jian and other brothers who had big knives and engineer shovels once again charged into the enemy's position. All their sharp blades were unsheathed. The heads, arms and shoulders of the enemies flew up one after another, followed by those behind them.
The violent brothers drew out their shell guns and sharp engineer shovels, and began a bloody and primitive pursuit and massacre. The splatters of blood and the sound of bones breaking continued, and the remaining thousands of enemy troops completely lost their courage.
, dropped everything in his hands, turned around desperately and ran back howling. The coward had already been paralyzed on the ground, crying sadly, and never dared to look at the tragic scene that was like a hell on earth.
The gods of death, covered in the enemy's blood, kept chasing after them. As long as there were still people standing in front, they would immediately be splashed with blood for five steps, and their souls would return to the underworld, with the dull roar of killing the enemy with their shovels and the shrill whistle of the big knife cutting through the air.
Incessantly, the painful screams of the dying and the pitiful cries of the seriously injured whose arms were cut off or their bodies were slashed, one after another, resounded through the night sky, causing panic and horror in all directions. Countless officers and soldiers covered their ears tightly, feeling exhausted.
The shocking and cruel night battle left countless enemy and enemy officers and soldiers in despair.
An hour later, all the gunfire stopped completely, and all the enemies fled into Nanchang City and closed the city gates. There was a deathly silence in the wilderness southwest of the city. Even the insects that were about to hibernate ended their swan song early, and the rich
The blood spread dozens of miles away in the north wind.
When Yin Jinan, Yang Bin and others led four engineering companies and nearly 700 brothers rushed to support them, the miserable scene on the thousand-meter battlefield made all the brothers silent. The eight men including Hu Hu, Xia Jian, Gu Laoer and others who were still standing were like
The blood-splattered stone statues spread their distance apart and stood in a large circle, with only a pair of ruthless eyes turning vigilantly. In the middle of the circle lay a group of exhausted brothers, nearly half of whom were lying in a pool of blood and fighting.
Snoring, the other half lay quietly on his back, staring at the sky with absent-minded eyes. The big hands full of blood and minced meat were still holding the steel shovel and the handle of the knife, and the convulsing arms and fingers gave way.
The brothers who were helping him could not push him away. When they were helped onto their backs one by one, the blood accumulated on their bodies was still gurgling down like running water.
Facing the corpses, severed limbs and hideous heads on the ground, dozens of rescue brothers who could not face it bent over and vomited one after another, followed by Liu Zhi, Bai Chongxi and their guards who came over.
They were all shocked by the brutal killings, their hearts beating faster, their chests and abdomens churning, and violent vomiting occurred one after another.
Three and a half hours later, one hundred and seventy-one brothers who had been scrubbed and put into clean clothes by the brothers slept quietly beside piles of bonfires. Thirty-seven brothers who could never wake up were cleaned.
Bury with care.
Facing the mountains of seized weapons and trophies, Yin Jinan and others were not happy at all. Their hearts were so heavy that it was difficult to even breathe.
Bai Chongxi, accompanied by several guards, sat down in the circle of Yin Jinan, Yang Bin and other six school officials, and asked Yin Jinan kindly: "Lieutenant Colonel Yin, I want to hear your statistics."
Yin Jinan straightened up, squeezed out a smile, nodded and replied respectfully: "In the battle last night, our battalion eliminated 1,871 enemies and seized more than 1,200 long and short guns and six light machine guns. Among them,
The 225 veterans led by our model battalion deputy Hu Jialin experienced a defensive battle at nightfall last night and launched a counterattack at around 9:30 last night, killing 971 enemies and capturing
Seven hundred and seventy-three long and short guns, five light machine guns, twenty-one enemy generals' swords, sixty-seven wounded officers and soldiers of our battalion participating in the counter-charge, and thirty-seven killed, plus the figures from other battlefields
, the total number of wounded officers and soldiers of our battalion is 244, and the total number of killed officers and soldiers is 162."
Bai Chongxi sighed: "This is not an engineering camp...it's like a tiger and wolf army!"
Yin Jinan shook his head: "Sir, we should not say 'tiger and wolf division', but 'iron-blooded division'. This is the highest goal pursued by our battalion commander An Yi since the establishment of our battalion. The full name is 'Knife of the Nation'"
, Iron-Blooded Division', our entire battalion officers and soldiers have been working hard towards this ambitious goal."
Bai Chongxi looked at Yin Jinan with firm eyes in surprise, nodded approvingly, stood up slowly and said good night.
Walking through the woods to the middle of the road, Bai Chongxi, who was bowing his head in thought, walked a few hundred meters and slowly stopped, raised his head and looked up at the stars, and couldn't help but repeat:
"The sharp blade of the country, the iron-blooded division... The sharp blade of the country, the iron-blooded division... He can make his subordinates throw their lives and blood for him without any regrets. What kind of person is this An Yi..."