The dozen or so surviving scouts sat in two armored vehicles, turned on their headlights, and mounted their machine guns, pressing toward the village with a "bang, bang, bang" sound. Behind them, twenty fresh troops hunkered down and followed the armored vehicles, walking forward in small steps.
In the distance, the sound of bombs and gunfire in the north of the village was deafening, and the dazzling firelight kept shining, just like New Year's Eve. It was obvious that we were involved in a war.
There are two armored vehicles at the east end of the village, and more than thirty Ming troops are eager to immediately step up the gas and rush over for reinforcements. But they know that they only have two armored vehicles and more than thirty people, and they are weak, while the Qing army is there.
There were an unknown number of people in the village, and they were most likely the Eight Banners Division. What was even scarier was that there might be tanks. So they could only keep their eyes wide open and move forward carefully step by step.
There were two armored vehicles, with the new platoon leader sitting in the front one and the surviving squad leader sitting in the back one. The squad leader's name was Tian Jingsheng, a sergeant. Tian Jingsheng sat in the armored vehicle, leaning against the debris behind him.
Stand, listening to the vibration of the engine, while loading bullets into the submachine gun magazine, while scanning the roofs on both sides.
The brothers around him were obviously exhausted. Although they had only fought for more than ten minutes, each of them seemed to be several years older. They were leaning against the armor plate blankly, listening indifferently.
The vibrations around them and the sound of gunfire in the distance. These brothers are still
The new recruits have been fighting with the wind since the war began. It was only in the past two days that they encountered tough battles. They just squatted in the armored vehicle and rushed forward. A night battle like this just now, with such a close door to death, faced these recruits.
This is the first time for Danzi.
But Tian Jingsheng is different. He is a veteran who has participated in street fighting in Nanjing, and has participated in night battles in the southern suburbs. On a foggy night, he annihilated the Sixth Division of the Eight Banners. Tian Jingsheng is no stranger to night battles. He did not get on an armored vehicle.
With a layer of thin steel plates all around to protect him, he felt completely relaxed. He knew that staying in an armored vehicle would allow him to avoid some bullets and shrapnel, but a big guy like this with its headlights on and roaring would definitely be the enemy's first target.
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"Hey, you guys! Cheer up!" He hit the soldiers on both sides with his elbows and kicked the soldiers on the opposite side with his feet. "Don't be stupid here and stare at the roofs on both sides! We don't have armor above our heads.
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He roared twice, and the brothers in the car reluctantly cheered up, grabbing their guns and staring at the roofs on both sides.
At this moment, as if to confirm that his worries were not unnecessary, several screams came from a few meters ahead, followed by a deafening bang, and a heat wave rushed over the armor plate above the head, and all the soldiers in the vehicle rushed towards them.
He fell to the ground. Tian Jingsheng cursed and stood up with his armor plate uncovered. He saw thousands of fires shooting into the sky. The first armored vehicle had turned into a big fireball. Several soldiers were half hanging on the armor plates on both sides, covered in blood.
The fire was burning and it was motionless.
"Fuck! Get out of the car!"
Tian Jingsheng only had time to roar, and he jumped out of the car, then rolled eighteenth and lay on the wall on the side of the road. At the same time, another grenade fell into his armored car, and then
There was a flash of light and a wave of hot air almost lifted Tian Jingsheng off the ground.
After the loud noise, Tian Jingsheng didn't even bother to look up. He jumped up and saw a firewood door beside him. He bumped it hard with his shoulder and ducked into the house.
In the dark room, two villagers, a man and a woman, were sitting on the bed shivering. Tian Jingsheng didn't care, picked up a submachine gun and pointed it at the roof. In the flash, straw, dust, sawdust, rubble, and
Blood fell like a blizzard, and finally a big hole collapsed in the roof. A man fell down like a dough bag and rolled twice on the ground, motionless.
This was a Qing soldier, his whole body was beaten like a sieve, and he was still bleeding.
The couple in the room were stunned. The man hugged his wife desperately, while his wife stared at the body, biting the quilt, making an indistinct "Woo" sound in her throat, and was about to scream.
Tian Jingsheng waved his hands vigorously and shouted softly:
"Don't sit on the bed, lie down on the ground! You'll get hit easily if you sit down, lie on the ground! Yes, don't get up if you lie down!"
Seeing the young couple lying on the ground, Tian Jingsheng rushed over, squatted down and asked:
"How many Qing troops are there in your village?"
The couple were stunned and asked twice. Tian Jingsheng couldn't wait any longer and was about to leave to gather the surviving brothers. At this time, the man suddenly said:
"Sir! There are hundreds of officers and soldiers in our village!"
Tian Jingsheng was about to jump out of the window. When he heard this, he was startled and turned around and asked:
"Hundreds?!...Manchus and Hans?"
The man said with a trembling voice:
"Originally, more than a hundred Han soldiers came and stayed there... Later, another one or two hundred and eighty-eighth banner soldiers came and stayed there... There were soldiers living in almost every house..."
Tian Jingsheng quickly estimated that it was at least a Han Army company, plus an Eight Banners company. He asked again:
"Are there any tanks?"
"What is a tank?"
"Tan..." Tian Jingsheng felt angry, took a deep breath, and gestured patiently, "It's that kind of big iron guy, rumbling, can drive like a car, and has a cannon barrel on top of its head, and it can also
Four turns..."
The man nodded quickly:
"Yes! Yes!"
"How many are there?"
"I don't know! They are parked at the north end of the village. I just passed there in the afternoon and saw two of them. The soldiers kicked me out and refused to let me see them!"
Tian Jingsheng nodded, patted his shoulder and said:
"Lie down and come out after the fight!"
As he spoke, he picked up a submachine gun and jumped from the back window to the backyard. Then he climbed up the courtyard wall on a pile of firewood, held on to the top of the wall and looked around. He didn't find the Qing army, so he jumped out of the courtyard wall.
He grabbed the submachine gun, pressed it against the wall, and carefully walked around to the front door, where he saw a tragic scene:
Both armored vehicles were burning, and the corpses of two or three soldiers were half-hanging on the side fenders of each vehicle. They were motionless. The rear half of their bodies were almost burned into charcoal inside the vehicle. The corpses on the two vehicles were
The machine gun bullets were still exploding "crackling" and "ding! ding!" hitting the armor plate inside the car.
There was no one around, and behind the second car, there were only a few corpses of Ming soldiers, all of whom had obviously been shot.
Tian Jingsheng felt a little relieved. After all, most of the twenty brothers who followed the car on foot survived. But, where are they now?
The kid I just killed was really smart. He climbed up on the roof to ambush an armored vehicle, threw two grenades in a row, and threw them into the car... It seems that this kind of open armored vehicle is very useful in the field, but in this kind of
In street fighting, that's the iron coffin.
The village was very big, with gunfire everywhere, and the north was the liveliest. Tian Jingsheng rummaged through the bodies of the fallen brothers on the ground for a while, and collected a few submachine gun magazines, inserted them into his own bullet bag, and shot himself
Throw away the two empty magazines.
Then, holding a submachine gun, he cautiously moved toward the north.
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Since he was alone, it was easier to hide. He encountered two Qing army groups along the way, but they all escaped. These Qing soldiers were also very frightened and noisy. Some said they should abandon their tanks and retreat from the north. Some said they should abandon their tanks and retreat from the north.
He said that tanks cannot be given up because there are already Ming Army tanks in the north and Ming Army in the east... So we must keep those Ming Army tanks and destroy them before we can find a way out...
Tian Jingsheng listened to a few words, but did not offend them. He quietly continued to move north in the darkness, hoping to meet up with the "Ming Army tanks" mentioned by the Qing soldiers.
Sneaking towards the place where the flames are blazing in the north, the closer you get, the more you hear "detailed sounds": the roar of engines... the noise of people... and the shouting of loudspeakers...
He wanted to climb up to the roof of a house to see the situation, so he repeated his old trick, climbed up the wall on a pile of firewood, and then slowly climbed to the roof of a house half a meter away.
Suddenly, with a move of his feet, he fell into the yard. Suddenly, there was a sharp squealing, and then a foul smell hit his face.
"Damn, pigsty..."
As soon as Tian Jingsheng cursed, a pair of hands immediately stretched out and strangled his neck. Then several more pairs of hands came over, pushed him to the ground three or two times, and removed his weapons. Then, Tian Jingsheng struggled and was dragged into a room.
Small woodshed.
It was so dark that I couldn't see. There were several gun barrels on my head, and a dagger was placed on my neck. A voice asked:
"Ming army and Qing army?"
Just from a single voice, I couldn't tell whether it was southern or northern. However, the Qing army had the upper hand in the village. If it were the Qing army, they wouldn't be so nervous. Tian Jingsheng raised his eyebrows and said:
"Ming Army!"
"Ming army? Which part?"
Now Tian Jingsheng recognized the accent, it was Ming Jun. He breathed a sigh of relief and said:
"Tian Jingsheng, squad leader of the second platoon and third squad of the Heavy Motorized Rifle Company of the Reconnaissance Battalion of the Fifth Armored Division of the People's Guard."
"Ah, sir!"
Immediately, a circle of voices started to get affectionate, and they quickly let him go like a child at home, helped him up and sat up. Then, a large circle of young men spoke to him in a hurry, and reported the situation to him in hushed tones.
It turned out that they were the two squads following the armored vehicle. They were from the armored reconnaissance company of the reconnaissance battalion. The armored vehicle was destroyed just now, and five of them were killed on the spot. Then they withdrew to the north, and exchanged fire with a Qing army squad along the way.
There were many, no matter how good the weapons were, they killed the Qing army squad in one go, but they also lost five of their own lives. Now there are only ten left.
Now, these ten people are all first-class and second-class privates, leaderless, just waiting for a non-commissioned officer to take command.
"Okay," Tian Jingsheng waved his hand, "The ten of you are in the same class. Now you are all my brothers. I am your class leader. From now on, I will take you."
This group of new recruits suddenly had a backbone, and they were very happy. On this kind of battlefield, if a group of new recruits can be led by a veteran, the chance of survival will be greatly increased.
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At the north entrance of the village, three Ming army tanks have been destroyed at the intersection. All three of them were Lightning-3s, and now they have become burning tin cans. Thick smoke is rising into the sky. The shells inside are still exploding from time to time, and balls of fire are shooting towards them.
Rushing to the sky, like two kicks.
In the fields outside the village, a dozen large black figures were vaguely seen under the moonlight, all moving roaringly, but without turning on the lights. This was obviously the Ming army that had brought in the main armored force and was arranging shooting positions. But apart from the one just now
There are three tanks, but not a single tank has rushed into the village yet.
The current situation is that the superior armor force of the Ming army has surrounded the village and is shouting inside, asking the Qing army to surrender. But inside the village, it is the Qing army. The Ming army scouts who entered the village first have almost
wiped out
, the scattered gunshots everywhere have faded away. Now the only ones left are Tian Jingsheng and the dozen or so people. Since they have been well hidden, the Qing army in the village has not noticed it. They believe that the village has been completely
Got it under control.
In the village, the Qing army placed tanks, artillery and machine guns on the passage into the village. One Ming army tank rushed in, and one was destroyed. And this is a residential area, and there are many people in the village. The Ming army
Rat-defying weapons cannot be bombarded with superior firepower.
These two companies of Qing troops have been pushed to a dead end. When they discovered that the Ming Army armored division was approaching, they wanted to withdraw, but they were dragged into a fight by the Ming Army reconnaissance battalion and lost the opportunity. Now they are surrounded.
They didn't dare to surrender, so they had to resist desperately, trying to negotiate terms with the Ming army, so that the Ming army would allow them to leave their heavy weapons and let them go. But this was obviously impossible for the Ming army. The enemy troops that had already surrounded them again
Let him go, this is simply a fantasy.
The Qing army and the Ming army in the village failed to negotiate briefly, so they decided to hold on and wait for a favorable change in the battle situation. They knew that this place was still less than ten kilometers away from the second line of defense of the Central Plains Corps, and the Ming army was alone in going deep, and there were still large forces in the north.
They might go south to attack its flank. At that time, they would probably be able to relieve themselves.
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Now, the Ming Army's armored divisions are driving past the village like a tide, leaving behind a medium tank company and two mechanized infantry companies, a total of 16 Lightning-3 tanks, 24 armored personnel carriers, and 12 47mm self-propelled vehicles.
Anti-tank guns and more than 300 soldiers carried out the task of surrounding the village and annihilating the Qing army.
However, the Ming army was not sure how much strength the Qing army had in the village. In particular, they were not sure how many tanks and artillery they had. The Ming army only felt that the Qing army's defense was very good. No matter which direction they tried to infiltrate the village, they would be defeated.
There was a powerful counterattack. In the darkness, only the crisp sound of gunfire with a metallic feel was heard. It must be a 47mm or 57mm anti-tank gun. But as for whether the anti-tank gun was mounted on a gun mount or on a tank turret
Yes, it's not clear.
The Ming army kept organizing infantry to try to attack the village, but they were shot back every time by machine guns. The buildings in the village were so complicated that it was difficult to see where the attack came from. Every time the Ming army failed to charge, there was a round of shouting.
, suggested that the two parties cease fire and first allow the civilians in the village to withdraw from the battlefield. However, the Qing army in the village knew very well that these civilians were their talismans. Once the civilians were allowed to withdraw, the Ming army would level the village with a round of heavy artillery.