The heavens start from Changjin Lake

Chapter 724
noon.

The sun exudes a faint residual heat, which disappears when the wind blows.

Xia Yuan ordered the remaining soldiers of the company to seize the time to build positions. He also called Deputy Battalion Commander Yuan to discuss countermeasures: "Have you killed the Japanese?"

"Kill, kill one."

Deputy Battalion Commander Yuan said with shame.

"You are a civilian. Killing a Japanese soldier is quite powerful." Xia Yuan patted his shoulder and shouted to the soldiers around him: "Everyone, tell me, right?"

"The deputy battalion commander has never been on the battlefield. It was his first time on the battlefield and he killed a Japanese soldier. It was quite impressive."

"When I first entered the battlefield, I was so scared that I wet my pants for the first time. I could only huddle in the trench and didn't dare to show my head."

"Ha ha ha ha."

Everyone laughed.

Xia Yuan had said something deep in his heart before, and now they were experiencing a fight together. The barriers between them disappeared and they got closer.

The relaxed laughter made him feel better after losing his comrade.

Everyone recognized He Xiayuan and Deputy Battalion Commander Yuan quite well.Xia Yuan's combat ability was extraordinary. When he attacked Wushan, he opened up a road with grenades one after another. In the subsequent bayonet battle, one man blocked one side, overwhelming a detachment of Japanese soldiers who could not lift their heads, and killed eleven Japanese in a row. Japs, the remaining two Japanese Japs were trembling all over and trying to escape, but Xia Yuan's bayonet pierced their backs and they lay on the ground, trembling.

Later, he was stabbed by two soldiers, and he was completely dead.

Then, the Japanese army counterattacked and attacked Wushan. Their battalion commander, with a Type [-] rifle, killed eight enemies one after another at a long distance, shocking everyone.

The Japanese army was also stunned.

Everyone recognized Xia Yuan, recognized that he spoke from the bottom of his heart to everyone, and recognized that he never bullied others.

Just like Deputy Battalion Commander Yuan, he treated the soldiers very kindly.

Therefore, everyone knows Deputy Battalion Commander Yuan quite well.

Don't say that you only killed one Japanese devil, but even if you didn't kill any, everyone wouldn't say anything.

Xia Yuan sat down in the trench, pulled off the military coat that he had taken off from the Japanese soldier, and threw it to Deputy Battalion Commander Yuan, "Wear the clothes of the little Japanese soldier. Wear them warmly. There are some blood stains. Don't wear the clothes of the little Japanese soldier." Disgusted."

"I don't mind it." Deputy Battalion Commander Yuan smiled and put on the Japanese military coat. He tightened his clothes so that he could no longer feel the cold wind blowing over him. "You asked me to come over. Do you have anything to discuss?"

"The Japanese have suffered a defeat in the morning and will not give up in the afternoon. Our battalion suffered a lot of casualties in the morning and the position is huge." Xia Yuan looked at the scorched earth on Wushan Mountain and said: "I want to abandon other positions as we thought about the position. Just guard the area on the top of the mountain, and then let the troops dig a few deep trenches on the other side of the mountain and hide in the trenches."

The method used by Xia Yuan was the same as the refueling tactic during the Battle of Ganling.

But Wushan is not Shangganling. The terrain of Wushan is not steep. It is a small hill. The four separated positions also extend forward a lot. The terrain of these extended areas is quite broad and condescending, which is very suitable for blocking the Japanese army.

But as the position expands, more troops will be invested.

The Japanese will definitely do the same in the afternoon as they did in the morning, using heavy artillery to clear the ground first, and then the infantry charging.

From the beginning to the end of their invasion of China, the three-axe used by the Japanese never changed.

"What if the Japanese army sends too many troops and we can't stop them?" Deputy Battalion Commander Yuan asked this question worriedly.

"I've thought about it. The possibility of being unable to block it is very small. Even if it is really impossible to block it, immediately notify the soldiers in the rear to increase the number of troops." Xia Yuan thought, he was leading the team to fight on the top of the mountain, there was no question of whether he could block it or not. Living situation: "At least this way, when the Japanese artillery bombs Wushan, our casualties can be reduced a lot."

"Listen to you."

Deputy Battalion Commander Yuan only raised a question and did not refute it.

Xia Yuan's combat ability was already well-known throughout the camp when he was in the camp. He was the God of War in Songhu, and many soldiers had heard of his combat deeds.

Then when Wushan counterattacked, everyone saw with their own eyes that the grenade was thrown for [-] meters and fired like a little Japanese grenade. The marksmanship was extremely accurate and it could easily kill the Japanese after being fired for [-] meters.

Xia Yuan's combat ability is outstanding, and there is no need to question his ability to lead troops in war.

Deputy Battalion Commander Yuan is very self-aware. He knows that he is a civilian and has little combat experience. Xia Yuan's judgment is basically correct.

Xia Yuan asked Deputy Battalion Commander Yuan to lead the soldiers in other positions to retreat to the rear first and build trenches on the reverse slope of the rear. He then led a platoon of soldiers and began to retreat to the top of Wushan Mountain.

And built fortifications on the top of Wushan Mountain.

The location on the top of the hill is quite good, with a relatively wide view. The position is concentrated, and a platoon is scattered on the position, which is enough to hold the position.

Three people form a fighting group, and nine people form a fighting army.

Enough to be divided into three battle groups.

No matter how well they cooperate with each other, they must first occupy the position and spread out their forces.

In the trench, Xia Yuan wiped the gun body with his sleeve and blew on the magazine to blow out the fine sand.

Two Sichuan soldiers were sitting next to them. They looked at their battalion commander curiously: "Battalion Commander, your marksmanship is so good. How did you develop it? We also want to be as good as you."

Xia Yuan leaned against the trench and wiped the gun, and said: "This is talent. I have been playing with guns since I was a child. I went hunting with my father in the mountains. I could hit wild boars dozens of meters away with accuracy. Later I joined the army and practicing guns was purely for hunting. From my experience at that time, if you want to shoot a gun accurately, you still have to practice from an early age."

"The battalion commander is so powerful that he can kill Japanese soldiers from a hundred meters away."

"Yes, I will be as powerful as the battalion commander someday. In this way, when the little Japanese devil comes, he will not be able to reach our position."

The two of them talked happily, Xia Yuan chatted with them some and not.

The gunpowder smoke on the position had dispersed, and the scouts stationed in the front had not brought back any news. Deputy Battalion Commander Yuan came up with food, "Captain Luo gave us white-flour steamed buns and meat."

"Really?" Xia Yuan opened the lid, a white mist rose up, and the aroma was fragrant, "Gather, come over for dinner first."

The lunch meal consisted of radish stew and white flour steamed buns, mostly for Xia Yuan's sake.

Xia Yuan was at the top of his game in the army, and the chairman of the general committee was interested in him. It is conservatively estimated that he started as the regiment leader.

What's more, Xia Yuansheng was appreciated by the chairman of the committee at a young age, in his early 20s. Even from the head of the group, the 20-year-old group leader is still scary.What's more, he won every victory in the Battle of Songhu, which especially added to his official career, and his future achievements will definitely be high.

regiment.

Before Master Dai Ziqi left, the communications soldier passed down the battle situation in the morning. He looked over it twice and said with appreciation: "What a Songhu God of War. The Japanese army must have had five or six hundred troops this morning. It was just a counterattack." Defeat this group of Japanese troops and most of the invading Japanese troops will be wiped out. It is estimated that the casualties of the little Japs will not be too low." Commander Luo said: "The Japanese troops will definitely not give up and will definitely launch a more violent attack in the afternoon. I don't know. Can this one still hold on?"

Dai Ziqi said: "If he can hold on, he will really respond to that word."

Captain Luo was a little curious: "What word?"

"You are young and promising." Dai Ziqi sighed: "I am as old as him, and I am still in military school. How can I have such a record as him, and I heard that this man is a strong man who joined the army, which is terrible."

"A strong man?!" Captain Luo gasped.

"Who would have thought that the Songhu God of War was actually drafted into the army. He has never attended any military school and has been in the army for less than a year. This is terrible." Dai Ziqi said with emotion: "This shows that , he was born to fight. He has achieved such a record after joining the army for less than a year. Commander Chen praised him, Commander Tang also praised him, and even the Chairman was full of praise. In the future, the government will have a Wolf Commander ”

"Master thinks so highly of him?" Captain Luo was surprised.

"Is it high? Not high. There are a few commanders who, at the age of 20, were able to do such earth-shattering things on the battlefield." Dai Ziqi smiled and said, "Not long ago, all the things that were published in the newspapers were The news about him can be said to be in full swing. In time, he will become the leader of the national army, which will be well-known to the whole people and have a great influence."

Captain Luo did not expect this, but Dai Ziqi thought very clearly. Just killing a thousand enemies in Songhu was enough for him to be called a famous anti-Japanese general.

Dai Ziqi was quite emotional, and at the same time felt a little incredible, even unbelievable.

It is not unheard of for one man to fight bravely.

I had previously heard reports from some veterans about the heroes who died on the battlefield. Some even had their stomachs disemboweled, holding their intestines and fighting with the Japanese army. They still fought hard to kill two people before they fell down.

There is never a shortage of brave men.

But such bravery in fighting and killing thousands of enemies is really rare. There is no such person even in the army.

It was only in recent days that I actually met him, and I was really surprised.

There really is such a person in the world, and at the same time, we also understand that the existence of such a person will have a huge impact on the national army and the Japanese army.

Just halfway through lunch.

From overhead came the sharp whistle of shells.

Somewhat caught off guard.

"Stop eating, hurry up and take cover!"

Xia Yuan shouted loudly, grabbed two white-faced steamed buns, and jumped into the bomb shelter dug on the side of the trench. Immediately afterwards, a huge vibration came from Wushan, and the sand continued to roll up from the trench and fell into a person-high The side of the trench is sheltered in a bomb crater.

The violent bombing lasted for about 10 minutes. When we attacked this morning, we had already carried out two hours of bombing on Wushan. The trees on Wushan were broken and destroyed.
Now, the 10-minute bombing has blown up the positions on the mountain top to pieces. The trees that fell on the ground have also been blown to pieces, and the broken wood chips are flying everywhere.

The Japanese army continued to launch fierce attacks on Wushan.

This time, the Japanese army concentrated 800 troops and adopted the tactics of rotating mercenaries. There were 200 batches of 4 people in one batch, about the strength of a squadron. Like a wave on the seaside, they waved towards Wushan Xia Yuan. Charge from the front.

The scout who was scouting ahead immediately came to report the enemy situation, but he only saw more than 200 Japanese troops attacking.

Xia Yuan was happy: "The little Japs still haven't suffered enough. They killed at least [-] enemies in the morning, and still only sent [-] enemies to attack. We are all ready to move the Japs closer and then attack."

The Japanese army wanted to use wheel warfare to gradually consume the strength of the Chinese army on the position. Although it was a good idea, the Japanese army obviously did not suffer enough losses in the morning.

It can destroy [-] Japanese troops, but only [-] Japanese troops.

Xia Yuan pulled the bolt, held the grenade, and first observed the situation on the battlefield.

The position was shrunk on the hilltop. The Japanese army obviously did not notice that the 10-minute rapid shelling seemed relatively messy. Only part of the trench was completely destroyed by the shelling, and a squad of soldiers was urgently repairing it.

"Squad leader, bring the people and follow me!"

"Yes, battalion commander!"

The fighting mood of the soldiers was not low. Xia Yuan personally took the lead in the charge, which was a great encouragement to the morale of the soldiers. What's more, their battalion commander was also a battalion commander who was good at fighting and had strong combat capabilities. This was very useful in boosting morale. .

"Calm down, get closer and then shoot. The machine gunner should not save bullets, but he can greet the little Japanese devil with all his strength."

The squad leader gave everyone careful instructions and approached Xia Yuan: "Batalion Commander, everything has been explained. There are more than 200 Japanese soldiers. If we fight them as a squad, will we be unable to defeat them?"

The little Japanese devil's combat ability is obvious to all, and the squad leader's worries are not unnecessary.

There were only a dozen people in a squad, fighting a squadron of Japanese soldiers.

It sounds a bit incredible.

But if it were reversed, a squad of Japanese soldiers would fight a squadron of Chinese soldiers, this wouldn't be so incredible.The little Japanese devil's combat capabilities, weapons and equipment, and combat consciousness are all superior to the national army.

"Whether we can win or not, we have to give it a try." Xia Yuan chuckled and said, "If we can fight here, we will make history. If we win, this will be a great victory."

The squad leader thought about it carefully, and what their battalion commander said was that if they really won, they would really make history.

As long as a squadron of Japanese soldiers makes good use of the terrain, Xia Yuan can defeat them alone.

"Here we come." Xia Yuan's eyes moved slightly, and he saw more than 200 Japanese soldiers at the foot of the mountain rushing towards the Wushan position in a skirmish line. He placed his gun on the mound, aimed at the Japanese soldiers in the distance, adjusted the muzzle of the gun, and clicked the button. Pull the trigger.

Whoosh, the bullet came out of the barrel, rubbed against the air, and disappeared into the forest.

The squad leader quickly raised his head and looked down the mountain.

I could vaguely see a Japanese soldier lying on the ground, and after gauging the distance, the squad leader exclaimed: "Batalion Commander, he was killed."

"I saw it." Xia Yuan pulled the bolt, continued to aim, and pulled the trigger.

"He was beaten to death again." The squad leader's eyes widened. It was obvious that the battalion commander's beating to death of the little Japanese soldier was definitely not a blind cat meeting a dead mouse. He could really hit him.

It is more than 200 meters from the bottom of the mountain to the top of the mountain. Looking down from the mountain, the little Japanese soldiers in the skirmish line are like small black dots the size of fists. The difficulty of shooting has increased a lot, but the battalion commander killed two with two shots. It is said to be a hundred hits.

Looking at the other person's age again, he is younger than himself, but he can do this to such an extent.

Thinking about it carefully, I am afraid that it was because of this powerful shooting ability that he became the battalion commander.

Songhu God of War is indeed more than just talk.

(End of this chapter)