The heavens start from Changjin Lake

Chapter 879 Frontier
Following the explosions, Xia Yuan suppressed them with machine guns again. The enemy who came up was defeated and quickly retreated.

Another wave of enemy attacks was repulsed. Xia Yuan put away the machine gun and retreated with Xiao Heping.

"Platoon leader, the enemy's ammunition has not been picked up yet." Xiao Heping looked at the corpses of American soldiers close at hand. The guns and ammunition fell to the ground, which made his eyes burn.

"We can't pick it up. The enemy is aiming here. If we go out, we will be beaten by them."

Xia Yuan shook his head.

Don't pick up this ammunition, otherwise something will happen.

The two retreated some distance to the rear and circled back to the third squadron's position.

"Platoon leader, you really are yours. Beat the enemy's butt. The enemy in front thought we had cut their butts, so they ran away when they heard the gunfire." Zhao Songzhu showed his white teeth, and his dark cheeks set off his Her teeth were so white, as if they were glowing with white light.

"This trick can only be used once. Their commander will ask their soldiers to seize the bunkers of those tanks next time, and may even bombard the wreckage of their tanks during the bombardment."

Xia Yuan grabbed a shovel and started digging for bunkers.

After two attacks were frustrated, the enemy's next offensive would come very quickly, so he had to hurry up.

After the two shovels went down, there was a sharp whistling above the head. The smoke on the position had not completely dispersed. When I heard the scream, I raised my head and looked at the gloomy sky. It was so gray that I couldn't see anything. In an instant, , ears are deafened, and terrifying shock waves are spreading around.

"Lie down!"

Xia Yuan shouted, his voice was covered and swallowed up.

He lay on the ground in a plank position, trying not to touch the ground with his body.

He could clearly feel the violent tremors of the mountain, as if it was shaken by an earthquake, and was torn from side to side by the ferocious shelling.

Faced with this intensive crisis, everyone was struggling to support themselves, taking no evasive action and leaving everything to fate.

Maybe in the next second, a cannonball will fall next to him and tear the whole person into pieces.

It is not known how long the shelling lasted.

The torturous time finally passed. Xia Yuan's body was covered with a thick layer of soil. When he raised his head, he saw that the battlefield was covered with gray, and every time he breathed in, there was a pungent and thick smell of gunpowder smoke.

"Xiao Heping, Xiao Heping!"

"Where are the people? Is everyone okay?"

"Platoon commander, I'm here."

A man emerged from the soil. His face was so dark that he couldn't tell the difference. He also lost his hat. He pawed in the soil with his hands: "Platoon leader, machine gun."

"Stop looking for it. At this level, the machine gun is soaked in sand and cannot be used."

Xia Yuan grabbed him and shook his head.

"I'll let Zhou Mao fix it."

"also."

The machine gun was not buried deep enough, so Xiao Heping tried to pull it out after shaking off the dust. He felt frustrated and even got stuck. Sand had been filled inside and he could not pull it out.

"I'll give you the rifle. You go to the back and come back after the enemy attacks and is repelled."

Xia Yuan took the rifle from him and asked him to keep all the ammunition with him.

"Platoon leader, I'll go find ammunition for you again." Xiao Heping said as he looked at the few grenades left.

"Don't touch the enemy's corpse, do you hear me?" Xia Yuan ordered him with his eyes moving slightly.

"Don't worry, platoon leader, Zhou Mao still has some ammunition on him. I'll get his ammunition." Xiao Heping grinned.

"Go."

Just as Xiao Heping ran away, before the smoke cleared, he heard a soldier firing a gun three or four meters away from him. Xia Yuan patted the soil above his head with his hand, blinked, and rubbed it with the back of his hand. Rubbing his eyes, it was difficult for the eagle's eyes to penetrate such thick smoke, let alone whether other soldiers could see clearly.

Xia Yuan's heart sank.

Pulling out the bayonet from his waist, he had a hunch that the enemy might take advantage of the thick smoke to rush forward.

The mud flags turned over by the shells around him were heating up. Xia Yuan stood up in a fighting posture. Sporadic gunshots rang out on the unknown high ground. A figure lying on the ground appeared in his blurred vision. The steel helmet on his head was particularly eye-catching.

"The enemy is coming up!"

Xia Yuan stood up suddenly and shouted at the top of his lungs.

His voice tore through the moment of silence in the Third Squadron position.

The enemy panicked, took his gun and fired straight ahead. The thick smoke made it impossible for the soldiers of the third squad to see clearly ahead. Similarly, the enemy's sight was also affected.

This influence is mutual.

Only Xia Yuan could clearly see that when the enemy fired, he had already turned to the side, flew forward, and thrust his bayonet into the opponent's body. When he raised his head, he was surrounded by enemies with their knees bent.

At first glance, it was so dense that it was impossible to see how many people there were.

Xia Yuan didn't care to check the situation of the other members of Class Three. Even if he was the last person left, he couldn't let this position be lost.

The atmosphere became tense instantly, and the days in Shangganling flashed through my mind.

In comparison, life in Shangganling was difficult, and this nameless high and low was very cruel.

He took off the grenade on his body, pulled off the pull cord, and before an enemy could react, he kicked him away and flicked the grenade with a bang.

The enemy found him, raised his body and rushed towards Xia Yuan.

He has quite a lot of combat experience. He will not panic when facing danger. He will first throw out the grenades on his body, then rush into the enemy group with the bayonet inserted into the rifle, and start fighting. The American devils are not as good as the Japanese devils in bayonet fighting experience.

When defending Jinling City before, some Japanese soldiers would use bayonets to deceive him.

When the US troops arrived, they were completely unable to resist. Some US troops even fired in panic. Instead of hitting Xia Yuan, they actually injured one of their own.

Xia Yuan became more and more courageous as he fought, killing five people in a row. It was as if he was in a deserted place, his bayonet covered with a layer of blood, exuding a sharp cold light and blood evil aura.

He also heard the sounds of fighting coming from other directions. It was the soldiers of the third squadron who were resisting.

Xia Yuan's chapped lips did not move, and there was no expression on his dark face. A pair of pupils with white eyes formed a sharp contrast with his black cheeks.

The whites of his eyes seemed to be glowing with white light, carrying a fierce murderous intent. Under his feet, there were seven or eight corpses of American soldiers, so shocked that the surrounding American troops did not dare to fight against them.

Xia Yuan did not stop. The more the enemy behaved like this, the more he would move forward to attack.

The American troops are not Japanese and they still have bullets in their guns.

When the Japanese fight with bayonets, they will eject the bullets in the magazine, and then there will be scenes in movies and TV shows of a group of Japanese surrounding a Chinese.

But on the US military side, this picture does not appear. These frightened US troops can do anything.

Xia Yuan just wants to stick to the opponent like a piece of dog skin plaster, making them unable to separate from him and have no time to shoot. After killing four people in a row again, the enemy in front could not bear the pressure and began to retreat backwards.

At this moment, the sounds of fighting all around were even more obvious.

It turned out that when the enemy attacked the third company for the third time, Battalion Commander Feng Yuxiang asked the first company to fix the bayonet and counterattack the enemy from the right side of the third company. The enemy changed to attack the third company from the north.

Battalion Commander Feng Yuxiang ordered the Second Company to counterattack the enemy from the left. In this way, the First Company and the Second Company supported the Third Company on the left and the right, causing the enemy to be defeated again and again.

By 2 o'clock in the afternoon, after several hours of bloody fighting, the first and second companies suffered very heavy casualties. The attacking enemy force increased from one battalion to two battalions, and occupied the high ground north of Shutang Station, leaving only the third company. The nameless highs and lows are still there.

The head of the military department was particularly concerned about the fighting here. He kept calling the headquarters of the 112th Division to inquire about the fighting from Songgu Peak to Fengmingli. Yang Dayi stood on the mountain and saw the battle from Yaoshui Cave to Longyuanli. The road was densely packed with enemy trucks.

It is impossible to estimate the enemy's strength blocked here.

And this was just one of the roads he saw. There were also roads converging from Junyuli. He couldn't imagine how many enemies there would be on those roads.

Yang Dayi was not sure whether the 335 regiment could stand in the study hall and intercept the enemy.

Standing on the hill, he heard bursts of roaring coming from the direction of Shutang Station, and the distant sky was covered with smoke that covered the sky and the sun, layer after layer.

The two sides engaged in a fierce battle that did not stop for the entire day.

The Songgu Peak where the 335th Regiment defends itself has the worst position conditions of the 3rd Company, but it is also the most important position of the entire 335th Regiment.

The protruding hillside, bordering the highway, is the only way for the enemy to pass through. Once the enemy captures this hillside, it will be like a nail pierced into the heart of the entire defense line of the 335th Regiment, allowing the enemy to pass unimpeded. passed.

The victory of Shutang Station and Songgu Peak depends entirely on whether the Third Company can intercept this enemy.

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The fierce fighting continued.

Xia Yuan fought two waves of enemies, repelled four enemy attacks, and attracted more artillery shells.

The smoke was so thick that it was impossible to see how many soldiers were left around.

Uniquely, he existed in this forward position thirty meters away from the road, and the position was firmly in their hands.

The situation of each platoon of the third company was relatively bad. Because the slope of the hillside was relatively gentle, the enemy's attack was like a wave hitting the shore. Every position was brutally attacked by the enemy, causing heavy casualties.

The enemy's offensive was quite fierce, and Xia Yuan did not have time to count the casualties of the fourth platoon, but according to the enemy's attack, the casualties were not optimistic.

Xia Yuan opened the magazine of the rifle, turned the magazine downward, patted it with his hand, took out the bullet from his pocket and stuffed it in, pressing the gun under his body.

He raised his head and looked around. The smoke was floating and the wind was blowing. He couldn't see what was going on around him.

"Platoon commander, platoon commander!"

It was Zhao Songzhu. He ran over, his cheeks were dark, his clothes were torn, and cotton threads jumped out.

"How is the situation in your class?" Xia Yuan asked him.

"More than half of the casualties." Zhao Songzhu was somewhat silent.

"The enemy's offensive is so fierce, casualties are unavoidable. If the notice continues, the position must not be lost, and we must hold on until dark." Xia Yuan could not tell what time it was now, and the hands of his watch were not moving, and were covered with a layer of dust.

"Okay." Zhao Songzhu nodded and said, "Platoon commander, please retreat, it's too dangerous here."

"What are you talking about! I am here to stabilize everyone's morale. If I run back, am I still a human being? Get out of here." Xia Yuan cursed and came up with some bad ideas.

"By the way, save some ammunition and try to find ammunition from the enemy's corpses. I guess this battle will not be over in a while."

Xia Yuan judged in his heart that their superiors ordered them to come here to stop the enemy in order to buy time for the movement of troops in the rear.

Another point is to relieve the pressure on the defenders in Longyuanli and Sansuoli. Once the enemy merges with the enemy in that direction, the enemy's power will be even more terrifying, and it may be possible to break through the defense line in Sansuoli.

Therefore, they must block the enemy here.

Unable to judge the time, Xia Yuan ordered Zhao Songzhu not to relax his vigilance, as the enemy might rush up at any time and at any time.

As soon as Zhao Songzhu left, the enemy's artillery shells fell, and one landed at the feet of squad leader Zhao.

There was a loud explosion, and the shock wave was accompanied by a deafening roar. For a moment, Xia Yuan's ears were buzzing and the sound was ringing non-stop. His vision around the position was blurry.

The rumbling sound seemed to have been reduced a lot, and it could only be felt through personal feelings, as the ground beneath me kept shaking.

With his ears clasped, Xia Yuan turned around and saw Zhao Songzhu lying in a pool of blood. Half of his body was shattered by the shell, and a layer of black soil fell on the red flesh.

He crawled over, his expression condensed, and there was a trace of sadness on his face.

Xia Yuan took off the strip from Zhao Songzhu's shoulder. A small strip of cloth represented that Zhao Songzhu had been on this battlefield.

Boom, boom! The enemy's shelling continued, and he huddled in the crater, with shells falling around him from time to time.

He is not afraid of death, but he doesn't want to die either.

If he dies, the third company will lack a strong combat force, and the forward position of the fourth platoon may be breached by the enemy, thus threatening the positions of the first and second squads.

There are four rows of three classes in an upside-down "pin" shape, with class three at the front and class one and class two on the left and right wings.

The pressure on Class 1 and Class 2 is relatively relaxed. The focus of the enemy's attack is on Class 3. Although Class 1 and Class 2 will be attacked by the enemy, they will not be attacked as violently as Class 3.

Zhao Songzhu's unexpected sacrifice truly demonstrated the power of the three-three system at this moment.

If the field commander dies, the team leader can take over the command.

Xia Yuan did not need to inform the other soldiers. When they entered the battlefield, Captain Sun issued the death order.

The people are there and the position is there!

The smoke of gunpowder had not yet dissipated, the enemy's artillery fire added "firewood" to the thick smoke of gunpowder, and the incendiary bombs burned the entire hilltop bare.

Xia Yuan had to use the soft soil bombarded by artillery shells to build a firewall that could barely resist the enemy's incendiary bombs.

But in fact, such a firewall does not have much effect. The exploding incendiary bombs will spread as the flammable materials splash around. Even a firewall will not help.

He could only pray that the enemy's incendiary bombs would not fall around him.

If it falls far away, this firewall can still play a role.

The wind carried the smoke and swept it into the sky.

When the artillery fire stopped, Xia Yuan knew that the enemy's attack was coming.

He squinted his eyes and stared at the billowing black and white gunpowder smoke, and could vaguely see the shaking figure of the enemy.

Gunshots were heard from all directions, and there were people on the position.

Xia Yuan set up his gun and went into battle.