The heavens start from Changjin Lake

Chapter 880: Sleep peacefully
The enemy's offensive was fierce, and as soon as it came up, it was almost close to his position.

The distance was only more than ten meters, and the enemy's shaking helmet could be clearly seen.

The gunshot rang out, and the American soldier walking at the front fell to the ground, shocking the American soldiers behind him to slow down.

Around him, sporadic gunfire rang out, accompanied by explosions.

There are still soldiers in the third squad who are resisting.

These sporadic gunshots gave each other great comfort.

Xing Yutang, an ordinary soldier in Class 3, dreams of becoming a glorious party member one day.

As soon as the battle started, it was a fierce fight. He was not afraid at all, he dared to fight and fight with his bare hands. In several consecutive attacks, he eliminated more than a dozen enemies and repelled several enemy attacks. It can be said that It was a great achievement.

However, there were fewer and fewer people around him, and the two soldiers who formed the combat team with him were both injured.

Xing Yutang placed the two men behind him, with him in front, and the two wounded soldiers were responsible for covering.

The enemy's shelling came again. After the shelling, the two wounded soldiers died, leaving only Xing Yutang.

Because their third squad was widely spread out and the battlefield was filled with smoke, Xing Yutang didn't know how many people were left in the third squad. He wanted to go to the squad leader, but he knew very well that he was needed in this position.

As soon as the enemy's artillery fire ended, Xing Yutang immediately collected the ammunition and put it beside him. When the enemy came up, he fired the grenade, hit the enemy hard, and then shot with the rifle. After the bullets were fired, he picked up another one and continued shooting.

When the enemy pressed forward, he retreated with ammunition, and then fought back against the enemy alone.

Keep this position firmly in your own hands.

The sound of gunshots ringing in his ears gave him great encouragement. The sound of gunshots meant that there were still people around, and he was not alone.

Da da da!
The sound of heavy machine gunfire.

Xing Yutang was extremely happy. His squad's heavy machine gun was still there, and the enemy would definitely not be able to get up.

He silently thought about his two fallen comrades, and silently told them that he would defend the position and would never give it to the enemy.

The machine gunner of the third squad was called Li Yumin. The enemy's continuous bombing caused the heavy machine gun to malfunction. Li Yumin was sweating profusely and trying to troubleshoot the heavy machine gun malfunction. The enemy had already rushed up, and the machine gun finally fired. The enemy in the smoke did not notice it. The machine gun position of the third squad was caught off guard. Seven or eight American soldiers were shot and fell to the ground on the spot.

Xia Yuan heard the sound of the machine gun, which was very close to his position. He looked at the enemy, fired back at the enemy with ease, and approached the machine gun position.

Enemies have appeared on his left and right sides. It is not that the positions on the left and right sides have been captured by the enemy, but that his position is too prominent. In the previous counterattack, he was alone. He once counterattacked to the side of the road and killed the enemy. .

This time, we must retreat appropriately to prevent ourselves from being surrounded by the enemy.

The heavy machine gun clicked, but it only lasted for a minute. Xia Yuan turned his head slightly, and when he got closer, he found that Li Yumin was tinkering with the machine gun.

"Platoon leader!" He was surprised and happy when he saw Xia Yuan.

"The barrel is burnt and bent. Do you have a spare barrel?"

Xia Yuan glanced at the red-hot barrel, which was slightly bent downward.

Li Yumin threw down the machine gun angrily and said: "Platoon leader, there is no barrel. After a day of fighting, the three spare barrels were broken and there is no water."

"Don't worry, we will capture it from the enemy when the time comes!"

The U.S. military has plenty of weapons.

Without the cover of the heavy machine gun, the enemy pressed forward. Li Yumin picked up the martyr's rifle and cooperated with Xia Yuan to fight back against the enemy.

Xia Yuan served as fire support, and Li Yumin served as the assaulter. He rolled and crawled on the ground, and under the cover of the platoon leader's firepower, he smoothly entered the forward position.

Li Yumin was lying in the bullet point, looking up at an enemy who had just emerged and a bullet passed through his ear.

Hey, the enemy who showed up was killed by the platoon leader.

so amazing!

Li Yumin was excited, got out of the bunker, crawled forward, and crawled into the bunker of the dead enemy.

He saw a hole in the American soldier's helmet with a bullet on it, leaving a bright red mark on his dusty face. He threw his rifle aside, grabbed the soldier's rifle, and touched him again. , found two grenades and some bullet magazines.

I even touched some chocolates and cigarettes, and there was still a lot of water in the soldiers' marching kettles.

Li Yumin was happy and searched all the things away. He looked up at the attacking enemies and saw that they had all touched his side. He lay down in the impact point and began to cooperate with the platoon leader in counterattack, covering the platoon leader's approach.

The two men worked one behind the other, taking turns to cover and capture most of the enemy's captured positions.

Li Yumin's marksmanship was not good, and every ten shots missed. If the enemy's body was not exposed to a large area, he might not be able to hit the target. The battlefield was too chaotic, and the enemy's offensive was relatively fierce. Most of the time, he fired to suppress the enemy's actions.

Since there was a lot of gunfire on the battlefield, the two basically communicated through gestures.

You cover, I attack.

You attack, I cover.

Small signal, medium signal, large signal.

The smoke on the battlefield has not yet dissipated, and it is impossible to clearly see the number of the attacking enemy. However, from the bullets fired from the gray field, it can be judged that the attacking enemy's strength may be around one company.

Xia Yuan did not panic at all and ordered Li Yumin to cooperate with his actions in an orderly manner.

The situation is much better with helpers than without helpers. He can leave his back to Li Yumin with complete confidence.

During the battle that lasted ten minutes, the enemy's offensive began to be strong and gradually reduced. Xia Yuan immediately judged that the enemy's casualties were too great and the morale of the soldiers was low, so he no longer wanted to continue attacking the position.

Seizing the gap where the enemy's firepower was insufficient, he made gestures to convey the attack signal to Li Yumin.

Li Yumin received the order, fixed his bayonet, jumped out of the bunker and rushed towards the enemy.

Xia Yuan's actions were the same as Li Yumin's, but when he charged, he kept pulling the trigger on the enemy to suppress the enemy who tried to counterattack.

The two men successfully entered the enemy's offensive line. More than a dozen soldiers were panicked. They couldn't imagine that the enemy who had caused them huge casualties had only two people. They couldn't believe that these two people actually dared to charge towards them. .

But soon, these dozen American soldiers understood why these two Chinese dared to launch a counterattack against them unscrupulously.

Their fighting power is too strong.

Especially the little man. When the two soldiers saw the Chinese man's small size, they thought they could kill him.

Unexpectedly, when they met, one of the two soldiers was dead and the other injured, lying in a pool of blood.

People who were stabbed in the body by bayonets could not scream. It was not until they fell to the ground that the other soldiers, terrified, organized a counterattack.

Xia Yuan just wanted to say that their bayonet fighting skills were really bad. They had no skills and relied entirely on the suppression of their size and the advantage of their arm length to stab him in the body.

With a little provocation, the opponent's seemingly fierce stab can be easily avoided.

The counterattack momentum of the two men was quite fierce. The enemies could not bear the pressure and began to retreat one after another. Xia Yuan fired the last bullet from the magazine and turned to look at Li Yumin sitting on the ground exhausted. "Don't rest yet, pick up the ammunition from the enemy's corpse."

Xia Yuan took a closer look and found blood coming from Li Yumin's forehead, "You are injured!"

"Platoon leader, it's okay, I can continue to fight!" Li Yumin felt dizzy. He had just been hit in the head by an American soldier with a gun, but it was nothing serious.

"I'll give you a simple treatment." Xia Yuan still had a bandage on his body. He tore off a little and wrapped it around Li Yumin. The two gathered up the ammunition on the enemy's corpse and placed it in the impact point, preparing to wait for the enemy's next round. attack.

They held the position for a long time, probably for a day.

Due to the loss of sense of time, the two of them did not know how long they would hold together. They only knew that they had repelled the enemy's attack.

Then just wait and wait for the enemy's next attack.

A sharp whistling sounded from overhead.

This is enemy bombardment.

It is also an old tradition of the enemy.

Whether it is the Japanese or the Americans, the methods of attack are similar. Infantry and artillery are coordinated. If the infantry cannot rush down, they will continue to use artillery and bombing again and again until the position can be knocked down.

One thing to say is that the U.S. military's artillery fire is indeed fierce. The soldiers have fought against the Japanese, reactionaries, and bandits. This is the first time they have encountered such fierce firepower in many years of military service and fighting.

It deserves to be the world's number one military power.

However, few of the soldiers were afraid.

What happened to the powerful military country? It was still surrounded by them.

"Platoon commander, do you think we can defeat the American devils?"

The enemy's artillery fire had just stopped and smoke spread on the battlefield. Li Yumin lay down at the impact point not far from Xia Yuan, turning his head and shouting.

He could feel that this battle was fierce and it had lasted for so long. There were not many people left in the third squadron position. It would be quite good to have six people.

The battle lasted for almost a day. The smoke was thick, the sky was gloomy, and the visibility was getting lower and lower.

He was not sure whether he could still live. He longed for the victory of the war and the coming of peace.

However, the American devils are too strong, their firepower is too fierce, and they are the most powerful country in the world.

Can the newly founded New China really defeat them?
"Yes, we can definitely beat the Americans. Those who are barefoot are not afraid of those who wear shoes." Xia Yuan's voice was firm. He squinted and stared at the direction of the enemy's attack. "What's wrong? Why do you ask this suddenly?"

"I'm afraid that if I sacrifice myself, I won't see the day of victory," Li Yumin said.

"Yes, you will see the day of victory!"

Everyone has such worries. Xia Yuan comes from the future. He knows the direction of the war and knows that New China will win.

People in this era don't know. They only know that their opponent is the world's most powerful country, together with coalition forces from more than a dozen countries. There are aircraft carriers on the sea, strategic bombers in the sky, and tanks and armored vehicles on the ground.

When they died, they had no idea whether the war could be won.

I only know that if I don't go forward, the war will spread to New China.

They have faith and strength.

If possible, Xia Yuan would like to take them to the future to have a look.

Look at how prosperous the motherland will be in the future, look at how strong the motherland will be in the future, and look at how happy the people will be in the future.

In this battlefield where life is fleeting, it is such a blessing to worry about three meals a day.

I don’t know what happened to Xiao Heping and Zhou Mao.

Xia Yuan thought of these two little warriors.

Xiao Heping, Zhou Mao, and Zhao Xiaoyi were the youngest in the platoon. Xiao Heping and Zhou Mao followed him and eliminated many puppet troops and US troops, and they grew up.

The U.S. troops rushed forward again. They obviously refused to give up until they took down the position.

Xia Yuan would not tolerate them and would shoot as many effective US troops as possible. Li Yumin served as his assistant and provided cover.

At first, Li Yumin couldn't keep up with Xia Yuan's rhythm. His fighting style was too crazy. He rushed into the enemy group alone, entering and exiting seven times without being hurt. Li Yumin was amazed to see it.

With the last cooperation, Li Yumin could barely keep up with Xia Yuan's actions.

For some reason, this time, the enemy's strength increased dramatically, and the enemy's figures were everywhere on the position. The flank Li Yumin was in charge of was soon besieged by a group of enemies. In order to withstand it, he picked up the rifle on the martyr's body and fired at the enemy. The enemy rushes.

After a fierce fight, he was wounded. The enemy was not repelled by him. Li Yumin glared at the enemy with bloodshot eyes and rushed towards him again.

He was injured for the sixth time. A hole was pierced through his thigh by his own weight, and he was bleeding.

"Damn, you bastard American devils, I'm going to kill a few more today!" Li Yumin calmly took out a bullet from his pocket, inserted it into the wound on his thigh, blocked the blood flow, and rushed forward to fight with the enemy. Put together the bayonet.

When the bayonet was bent, he smashed it with the butt of his rifle. When the butt of the rifle was smashed, he hugged the enemy and fought on the ground.

Teeth and fingers are his weapons.

Xia Yuan repelled a wave of enemy attacks, and when he saw the enemy surging on the flank guarded by Li Yumin, he immediately came to support him, shot down seven or eight of them, raised his bayonet high, and stabbed into the enemy's body.

The sudden casualties caused these American soldiers to abandon Li Yumin and run away.

Li Yumin was not willing to let this group of enemies go. He shook off the last grenade on his body and the enemies fell down and rolled down the hillside.

Xia Yuan rushed up and saw Li Yumin covered in black blood, and wanted to carry him off.

Li Yumin shook his head and said in a weak voice: "Platoon leader, hurry up and direct the battle. The enemy is going to fire artillery again."

During the battle, Li Yumin's body's adrenaline surged so much that he was completely unaware of pain and fatigue. The enemy retreated, and his tense body suddenly relaxed, and his injuries began to worsen.

Xia Yuan's eyes were complicated. When he saw his left hand struggling to reach into his pocket, he reached out and took out an ordinary envelope from his pocket.

A peaceful smile appeared on Li Yumin's face: "Platoon leader, I won. I sent this letter to my hometown. I thought I wouldn't use it, so I never sent it back. Unexpectedly, it was still used."

He looked at the sky covered in gunpowder smoke and murmured:
"I really wish I could see the white clouds and the sun in the sky, which are very similar to those in my hometown."

"Platoon leader, I believe we will win."

The sound stopped suddenly.

Xia Yuan looked at the envelope in his hand, stained with mottled blood, and couldn't help but wipe the corners of his eyes.

"You can sleep peacefully. I will send it back to you. The war will definitely be won!"