The heavens start from Changjin Lake

Chapter 534 The Final Shelling
"I won't tear it down! I won't!"

"Hey, I said you brat, what's wrong with being blinded by the sound of gunfire? Execute the order! Demolition!"

"Before crossing the river, we pushed a lot of water, I don't! Woohoo. We have worked so hard to beat these down, how can we just tear them down as soon as we say it."

A young gunner hugged the cannon barrel and burst into tears. The other gunner raised his big hand and wanted to whip him. The sound of guns on the other side of the river was dense, and they couldn't stay here for too long.

But his hand was raised for a long time, but it didn't come down.

The very young gunner hugged the gun barrel motionless, like a poor child who lost the most precious thing in his heart, and the crying spread to all directions, attracting many comrades from the Shanpao Camp to watch.

"What's going on? Who's crying?"

Guo Zhaolin, the battalion commander of the Shanpao Battalion, pushed through the crowd and asked hurriedly.

When he saw the scene in front of him, instead of reprimanding the little soldier for not carrying out the order, he knelt down and said to him: "Little comrade, I feel the same as you, and I don't want to bear these cannons!" , The conditions of our troops are difficult, and the number of cannons is far less than that of the US military, but until now, these big guys have made too many achievements for our troops.”

"However, our troops are going to cross the river. We can't take our dear soldiers in for these guns. The guns are gone. Let's continue to seize them from the foreign devils. They have more guns, but our lives are precious."

After speaking, Guo Zhaolin looked at the three M1 75mm mountain guns and two wooden boxes of shells left around them.

At this moment, the little soldier cried a lot less.

Guo Zhaolin patted him on the shoulder and said, "Let's go! I'll work with you to light up these shells, then remove the accessories and bury them on the spot."

"Yes!"

The little gunner wiped away his tears and fiddled with it immediately.

Suddenly, a familiar voice sounded from behind, "Battlemaster Guo, can you help me?"

Guo Zhaolin was squatting on the ground watching the little soldier playing with the mountain cannon. He thought he was a familiar person, so he replied without raising his head, "Tell me."

"We were wiped out by the enemy in the morning, please look up."

The one who spoke was a soldier from the [-]th Regiment, his voice was hoarse, his face was covered with dust, and it looked like he was smoked by the gunpowder of the battlefield.Guo Zhaolin looked up and saw that the five people in front of him had suffered injuries to varying degrees, the bandages were stained bright red, their eye sockets were bloodshot, and their expressions were solemn.

Guo Zhaolin understood everything at once, and said sadly in his heart: "Brothers, as the commander of the artillery battalion, I am sorry for not giving you sufficient fire support. I will not explain the objective factors. Now you say, let me fight. Where shall I call?"

The soldier pointed to the southwest and said: "There are probably two companies of enemies in that field. We were beaten badly by them in the morning, and all the shells were fired. Tell these bastards that the essence of our [-]th Division is still there. There are weapons."

Guo Zhaolin immediately took a few people and pushed the three cannons to the range. The other soldiers had defined the range of the artillery attack in front. There were brothers from the Second Battalion of the 200th Regiment guarding the position [-] meters ahead. Careless.

These gunners were very proficient in adjusting the elevation angle, loading ammunition and other preparations. Guo Zhaolin watched without a sound. The basic artillery literacy of the soldiers is very high, the operation is very standardized, and there is no lack of training on weekdays.

Then, he motioned to the two deputy shooters to adjust the angle, and then picked up the commanding small red flag that he often used. This was the last time that he, the artillery battalion commander, used the three cannons.

Guo Zhaolin gave the order for shelling: "Three rapid fires, get ready! Fire!"

Boom boom boom!There was a dull sound of metal crashing, three doors fired at once, and the huge elevation angle drew three magnificent arcs in the air.

The U.S. army on the opposite side has just captured the Chinese position. Some soldiers are building simple fortifications to resist the Chinese who may appear at any time. There are still many people lying on the ground to rest, some smoking, and some chatting.

They didn't pay attention to the sound of shelling from a distance, and subconsciously took the sound of shells rubbing against the air as their own artillery attacking the enemy, but after only a few seconds, they felt something was wrong. Why did the rapid sound of cannonballs sound above their heads.

The sound is getting louder and the sound is getting closer.

Some U.S. soldiers raised their heads differently, and were immediately stunned.

"OH! FUCK!!!"

"MOVE! MOVE!!"

This is not our own artillery attacking the enemy, it is clearly the enemy attacking them!
They had terrified expressions on their faces and shouted loudly.

Then, there was a rumbling sound, and a few bullets landed on the ground. They ran slowly and were blown away by the huge impact of the shell explosion on the spot. There were still people sleeping, and they didn't react. They were half buried in the ground in an instant. Totally baffled.

The soldiers of the [-]th Regiment who were fighting against them raised their heads, looked at their artillery showing their might, and shouted happily:
"Happy! Happy! Really happy!"

"Blow them to death!"

"Hahahaha! Our artillery! It's our artillery!"

"Ah Liang, did you see that our artillery has revenge for you!"

These loud noises also spread to the frontline command post of the U.S. Tenth Army. Almond never dreamed that the battle has been fought to this extent, and the opponent can still bring out heavy weapons. He began to doubt his intelligence. Whether it is accurate or not, could it be that the reinforcements of the Chinese army have arrived ahead of time?

Several shells flew suddenly, causing more than 40 casualties to the two companies of the [-]st Marine Regiment.

The last bombardment of the [-]th Division stunned Almond. He couldn't figure it out, so much so that he suspected that the Volunteer Army was not only active in the [-]th Division, but there were more troops.

So much so that in the next battle, Almond refrained from attacking.

It also won critical time for the [-]th Division's breakout.

On the unnamed high ground, the artillery of the US military was raging on the position, the mountain was shaking violently, and the smoke covered the sky, making the sky glow with a gloomy and dim yellow.

"Hey, this foreign devil still uses the same attack method. It's the same as the little devil at that time. The artillery bombards, the infantry rushes, and the infantry rushes after the artillery bombards."

Holding a bunch of guns, Yang Nanzhen jumped into the bunker built on the reverse slope, exhaled, a smile appeared on his dark cheeks, and there was a violent vibration above his head, and the roar resounded through the valley.

Sand and stones fell from their heads.

U.S. grenades are raging on the battlefield.

"It's the same thing. I've been using it for several years. I didn't expect to be learned by the American devils." Xia Yuan squeezed his calf, bared, exhaled, looked at the gun in his hand, threw it on the ground, and picked it up. He picked up a new gun and held it in his arms.

After playing for so long, the gun is seriously worn out, the accuracy is not good, and the bullets are very biased.

"Commander Xia, when are we going to move the hidden food and medicine here?" Wu Liang was still thinking about the supplies they got last night, there must be more than 20 boxes, they are all precious, so we can't just do it for nothing lost.

Xia Yuan said: "Don't worry, it's too bright now, if you act rashly, you will be discovered by the enemy."

The sound of the rumbling guns covered their voices, and the mud fell down one after another, hitting their faces.

Xia Yuan turned over, turned his face down, straightened his legs tied with wooden sticks, and exhaled slightly. After noticing that the vibration above his head and the sound of the bombardment had decreased a lot, he raised his head, and the top of the mountain On the horizon, gunpowder smoke is billowing, and the soil on the ground is black.
Wu Liang had already run up with the gun in hand, and a spreading air wave rolled over the sand and rushed towards his face. He quickly bent down to avoid it, and rubbed his eyes: "Instructor, Company Commander Xia, the enemy has not come up."

"Did you see clearly?"

Yang Nanzhen got up from the trench and shouted with a gun in his hand.

"I saw the instructor clearly. The enemy didn't come up, so they just bombed it with cannons." Wu Liang said, crawled forward a few times, and shouted: "Instructor, I'll go and have a look."

"Be careful."

"Do not worry."

Yang Nanzhen was worried, and said, "Wang Beard, follow and have a look."

"Alright instructor."

Wang Huzi held a submachine gun and touched it. After a while, he brought back the news.

"Instructor, what Wu Liang said is correct, the enemy did not attack!"

Wang Huzi ran all the way down, looking very excited.

"The American devils won't fight anymore. If I fight again, I won't be able to hold on anymore." Yang Nanzhen held his breath and leaned against the trench, finally able to catch his breath.

This group of foreign devils attacked continuously for several hours, but they couldn't beat them down, and they kept fighting. They didn't even have time to take a breath. They were all exhausted, holding their breath.

Now it's time for them to rest.

Xia Yuan stood up tremblingly from the ground, leaned on the ground with his gun, looked at the smoky battlefield, let out a little breath, and felt a little more surprised that the foreign devils stopped attacking, which was somewhat inconceivable.

Almond desperately wanted to eat up the [-]th Division, but now he stopped attacking.

But all in all, they can breathe a sigh of relief.

They gathered all the guns on the ground and put the ammunition together for easy access. Due to Xia Yuan's inconvenient legs and feet, Yang Nanzhen set his shooting position next to Xia Yuan to take care of Xia Yuan's actions.

Wang Huzi and Wu Liang rummaged through the positions for guns and ammunition that had not yet been blown up by the enemy's shelling.

The enemy's corpse was shattered by the artillery fire of his own people, and the broken limbs and arms were scattered all over the ground. The soil on the ground was dull red, and after removing the smell of gunpowder smoke in the air, there was a faint smell of blood.

Wang Huzi picked up an American-style automatic machine gun, shook the dirt on it, and said to Wu Liang who was beside him, "Hey, it's a pity, such a good machine gun, it's so fucking blown up like this."

Disappointed and thrown to the ground.

"American devils don't even care about their own things." Wu Liang muttered, looking at the stumped limbs and arms on the ground, as well as the bent guns on the ground, he rummaged for a while, but found nothing useful.

Here, Xia Yuan's ass was just sitting on the ground when a little soldier appeared on the ground with a gun in his hand. The smoke filled the air, and his figure looked a little hazy.

Yang Nanzhen's reaction was quick. He pointed his gun at the figure and shouted, "Who!"

"Comrade, my own!"

Hearing the sound, the man immediately ran over with great joy, and saw two people lying in the trench, their bodies blackened by gunpowder smoke.

"Comrade, are you two left on the battlefield?"

"Wang Huzi, Wu Liang, come here." Yang Nanzhen shouted.

Wang Huzi and Wu Liang ran over with several guns on their backs.

"Instructor, what's the matter, look, we found a few guns that can still be used." Wang Huzi was a little happy.

"It's just that I didn't touch the grenade. The corpses of the American devils were blown to pieces by my own people." Wu Liang was a little disappointed. After fighting with Commander Xia several times, he realized the importance of the grenade. Many times the enemy's charge was It was smashed down by them with a grenade.

If they hadn't snatched three boxes of grenades from the foreign devils' camp, it would still be difficult to persist until now.

"It's okay." Yang Nanzhen waved his hand, looked at the little soldier, and said, "There are only four of us left, and the rest have died."

The little soldier looked at the dark four people in front of him, a sense of admiration rose in his heart, he saluted the four people with a standard military salute, and then said: "Comrade, the superior has issued an order to break out of the siege. At five o'clock, give up the position and send a message to the four." Gather at the rear."

"Breakthrough."

The three of them were stunned, even Xia Yuan was also stunned.

Breakout, is the [-]th Division finally planning to break out?Xia Yuan didn't know which direction the [-]th Division chose, whether it was the retreat cave or Yingfeng.In fact, after a day of fighting, he can basically deduce that the plan to retreat from the direction of the retreat cave has failed, and it is very likely that he will retreat through the Eagle Peak.After all, going south is not the best solution, and the direction of retreating into the cave has also been tried.

So now there is only one way left to go.

Xia Yuan's heart moved, "I hope that a company of Yingfeng can hold on. As long as Yingfeng is not lost, everything is still possible."

The US 24th Division probably occupied Zhiyanli a long time ago and is now attacking Mapingli. Xia Yuan doesn't know when Mapingli will fall. Calculating the time, tomorrow will be the 27th. The real crisis may begin.

At 26:[-] pm on May [-], the [-]th Division of the Volunteer Army urgently implemented a breakout according to the plan planned by Master Zheng. Before leaving the command post, Master Zheng ordered the English translator to leave a letter to Almond. He wrote: Your Excellency, General, what can you do to me with one hundred thousand against me ten thousand?What can your three-dimensional offensive by sea, land and air do to me?I won't play with you anymore, goodbye!

The translator read it to Mr. Zheng. After hearing this, Mr. Zheng smiled, waved his hands, and said loudly, "Let's go!"

This marching team looked like a tired gray long dragon from a distance, moving with difficulty on the mountain road.Deputy Commander Duan helped carry the radio antenna, and asked, "Xiaoyi, when will it be repaired?"

Xiaoyi replied: "Deputy teacher, apart from the water entering the battery, the signal amplifier must be faulty, but I will try my best to fix it, stop in a while, and Lao Zhao and I will think about it."

Deputy Teacher Duan nodded: "Okay, don't worry, take your time."

(End of this chapter)