Yongle Emperor's grandson: Zhu Yuanzhang with cheats, Zhu Di went crazy

Chapter 345: No regrets in life and death, loyalty to the country

"Boom, boom, boom..."

"Medic, medic... come and save me, my leg is broken."

"Where's the ammunition? Hurry up and deliver it up."

Shell after shell hit the defense line, creating shock waves that blew earth and rocks into the sky.

Mixed in with them were body parts and parts of guns and artillery.

Wailing and gunshots continued to ring out. Some people shouted that they were medics, while others shouted that they were transporting ammunition.

On the battlefield, dozens of figures were shooting frantically. On the beach opposite them, densely packed shit-yellow figures were charging forward without fear of life or death.

On the sea in the distance, dozens of warships were firing frantically, and transport ships were sending shiploads of soldiers to the shore.

"Hey, Captain, did you hear that?"

"I am from the Second Battalion. I am from the Second Battalion. Our army is under fierce attack from the Japanese soldiers. We have suffered heavy casualties. We are short of weapons and ammunition. Please provide support immediately. Please provide support immediately."

In a command post, an officer with a broken arm was shouting frantically on the phone.

"Shi Yunfeng, I'm telling you, without any support, I don't care if you throw stones at me or bite me with your teeth, as long as you stay alive, we can't lose this position."

The call was hung up harshly, and the officer with a broken arm put down the phone in pain.

The two officers who were still alive heard the call. One of them put on his helmet and said in a deep voice, "Captain, take a few brothers and retreat. We can't let the Second Battalion die like this. I'll cover your retreat."

"Don't forget to visit our mother in our hometown during festivals and burn some paper for us."

After saying that, he turned around and walked outside.

"Ding ding ding ding ding..."

The phone rang suddenly, and the battalion commander with the broken arm picked it up: "This is Shi Yunfeng, speak!"

"Captain, a line of defense has been lost, and the little squash has come ashore."

"Asshole, where is Jiang Dahai? How did he defend his position?"

There was silence from the other side, and no response was given.

Shi Yunfeng sighed in his heart, realizing that the soldiers from the two companies guarding the first line of defense had all sacrificed their lives for the country.

Putting down the phone in his hand, Shi Yunfeng looked at the only remaining officer, walked forward, and said solemnly: "Xiao Hao, you are an outstanding officer who just graduated from the military academy. You have a bright future in the future. Your fiancée is still waiting for you. You can't lose your life on this battlefield."

He pushed the phone in front of the other party and said, "Stay here and report to the higher-ups immediately if the position is lost."

As he spoke, he picked up a pen and wrote a retreat order on the side, then slapped the officer heavily in the arms, whose eyes were red and tears were flowing.

"Live well for the brothers."

After saying that, he pulled out the pistol from his waist and loaded the gun with the heel of his shoe.

"Everyone at the command center, the communicators and signalmen stay here, and the rest of you follow me. It's time to serve our country."

The staff officers in the command center, even the cooks, picked up the weapons beside them, put on their helmets, and gathered in front of the battalion commander.

Looking at the dozen or so people in front of him, young and old, Shi Yunfeng smiled and said, "Brothers, see you at the Martyrs' Shrine!"

"Shh!"

Everyone raised their hands and saluted: "Battalion Commander, see you at the Martyrs' Shrine."

"Go, take back the first line."

At Shi Yunfeng's command, more than a dozen people walked out without hesitation.

“Ding ding ding ding ding ding…”

Suddenly, the phone rang. The young officer named Xiao Hao quickly picked up the phone and shouted, "This is the Second Battalion."

"Where is Shi Yunfeng? Let him answer the phone." A question came from the other end.

The young officer quickly replied: "Position No. 1 has been lost, and our battalion commander has personally led his men up there."

"You didn't embarrass me." The other side was silent for a moment, and then replied with satisfaction, and then ordered the young officer: "Tell Shi Yunfeng that his ancestral grave is smoking. Our navy and air force will arrive soon and will cooperate with us to repel the enemy."

"I will now transmit the Air Force and Navy channels to you. They are xx xx and xx xx."

The young officer looked ecstatic and quickly wrote it down.

"Red flares indicate the enemy, green flares indicate our side. Tell Shi Yunfeng to survive. He is the only battalion commander left among my three. I will treat him to a drink when he comes back."

"Yes!"

The young officer shouted excitedly, hung up the phone, and shouted to the signalman next to him: "Hurry up and carry the radio and flares and follow me. The reinforcements from the navy and air force have arrived."

When the two heard this, surprise showed on their faces. They quickly put on the radio and flares and followed the young officer out of the command post.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

The enemy's naval guns were still bombarding fiercely, and the position was filled with artillery fire.

The battle had only been going on for one morning, but the three defending battalions had already suffered heavy casualties, the main source of casualties being the enemy's large-caliber naval guns.

At the beginning, whole rows of people disappeared after one shot.

Later on, everyone learned their lesson and spread themselves out far apart, with only one or two people every few dozen meters, and they were able to barely hold on until now.

After dodging naval gunfire all the way, by the time they reached the No. 1 and No. 2 defense line positions, only the young officer and the signalman were left of the three people who set out.

The signalman was hit in the head by shrapnel, his skull flew off, and he died instantly.

"Asshole, didn't I tell you to stay at the headquarters? What are you doing here?"

Shi Yunfeng, who was leading the few remaining personnel and firing wildly at the opposite side, was so angry when he saw that the young officer not only came in person but also brought the communicator with him. He immediately cursed and kicked him. "Battalion Commander, reinforcements are coming, reinforcements are coming, from the air force and the navy, they are about to arrive at the battlefield, let us contact them and guide them to the target."

The young officer was not angry after being kicked several times. He shouted to the battalion commander with a look of surprise.

"What? Reinforcements are coming."

The battalion commander and the soldiers around him who heard this were stunned for a moment, and then their faces showed ecstasy.

"Then what the hell are you still standing there for? Contact me right now."

Shi Yunfeng kicked again, then pulled the signalman and the young officer into an anti-artillery cave and asked the signalman to quickly adjust the channel to connect the navy and the air force.

"Sizzssssssssssssss..."

Three people gathered around the radio, listening to the crackling sounds. Shi Yunfeng glared at the signalman in annoyance.

"You must have made a mistake. The brothers are fighting for their lives, but you made a mistake. You are committing a crime, you know that? Believe it or not, I will shoot you."

The signalman was about to cry.

"Battalion Commander, this was given to me by Captain Liu."

The meaning is self-evident. If it was copied incorrectly, it was the fault of the young officer named Liu.

Shi Yunfeng looked at the officer. The officer thought for a moment and said quickly, "The radio station at the regiment headquarters has greater power than our mobile radio station. The Air Force and Navy may still be out of our signal range. It's normal that the regiment headquarters can contact them but we can't."

After hearing this speculation, Shi Yunfeng also thought it made sense and kicked the communicator.

"Why are you still standing there? Keep in touch. Contact the Air Force first. The Navy is slow."

The communicator nodded, kept adjusting the Air Force channel, and kept shouting.

"Air Force, Air Force, this is the 773rd Regiment. Please reply if you receive the reply."

But after calling for two minutes, there was still no response.

"Captain, those little bastards are coming. We can't hold on any longer."

The staff officer, covered in blood, rushed in and loudly reported the situation outside.

"Damn it!"

Shi Yunfeng was so angry that he hammered the trench and gritted his teeth and said, "You guys continue to..."

"773rd Regiment, I am Falcon, I am Falcon, please reply if you receive any."

The sudden sound from the radio stunned several people for a moment. Shi Yunfeng rushed forward, grabbed the intercom and shouted, "This is the 773nd Battalion of the rd Regiment. I am Shi Yunfeng, the commander of the nd Battalion. My unit is under fierce attack from the enemy. It is in danger. Please support us immediately, brothers in the Air Force. Support us immediately."

There was a pause, and then a reply came: "Hello, Captain Shi. I am Gao Hang, the commander-in-chief of the Air Force. My troops have seen the battlefield, but due to the thick smoke, we are unable to determine the enemy's and our own targets. Please point out the enemy's and our own targets immediately. Red is the enemy, and green is ours."

"Received, received. Thank you, Commander Gao, for saving my life. I am grateful to you."

After saying that, he turned around and immediately shouted to the staff officer, "Hurry up and tell the air force to identify the enemy and us. Also, have the brothers get ready. Once the air force's attack is complete, immediately launch a counterattack and take the position back for me."

"Yes."

The staff officer responded with great joy, quickly left the air-raid shelter, and asked people to prepare the signal.

Ten miles away from the battlefield, nearly a hundred fighter planes, divided into two layers, were rapidly approaching the battlefield.

The composition of these nearly 100 fighter jets is very complex.

There were biplane fighters, the latest metal monoplanes, and dive bombers with bombs hanging from their tails.

After finishing the call with the ground, Gao Hang switched the channel and ordered: "I am the commander-in-chief Gao Hang. Now all fighters listen to my command."

"All fighters of Antonwei are at your command, sir."

Soon there was an excited reply, followed by another sentence.

"Sir, can I join your air corps after the war?"

Gao Hang twitched his lips and replied helplessly: "Let's talk about it after the fight."

"Ugh!"

There was an immediate burst of excited responses from the other side.

Ever since the two sides joined forces, the air force of the Great Yan Kingdom was dumbfounded.

As the most elite troops, they didn't even know when the imperial court had new fighter planes.

Looking at the silver-gleaming single-wing fighter, and then looking at his own old-fashioned biplane, he instantly felt inferior.

Along the way, the commander of the Antonwei Air Force kept asking Gao Hang about the new fighter jets.

Now that they are on the battlefield, this guy shamelessly proposed to join Gao Hang's troops.

"Now I order the dive bomber squadron and torpedo squadron to attack the enemy warships, with the main target being the enemy battleships, to clear the way for our navy."

"The 2nd Falcon Squadron and the 1st Antonwei Suzaku Squadron are responsible for clearing the enemy's aerial firepower points and opening up a path for our bombers and torpedo planes."

"The rest of the fighters, except for the 1st Falcon Squadron that will stay in reserve, will attack the land beaches to relieve the pressure on our army brothers."

"The Dive Bombing Squadron understands, the Torpedo Attack Squadron understands, the Falcon 2nd Squadron understands, and the Suzaku 1st Squadron understands."

Soon, responses from each team were heard in the headphones.

Hundreds of fighter planes also flew over the battlefield.

When the noise from above was heard from below, the Yan State troops immediately fired flares to guide the air force to the target.

Seeing the rising flares and the enemy warships' emergency air defense status, Gao Hang coldly ordered: "Each team starts to act according to the plan!"

(End of this chapter)