Jagged Changjin Lake: Kill the enemy and become stronger

Without the slightest hesitation, the soldiers raised their arms and shouted in unison.

It was at the critical point of life and death, no one had any extra thoughts, everyone had only one thought, and that was to hold the position and prevent the enemy from rushing up.

"Okay, let's arrange combat missions. All squads and platoons will be disrupted at once. All advance to the front of the position, adopt a flexible combat mode, without any restrictions, and freely use tactics. There is only one requirement. As long as there is one person left in the Dark Blade, Don't lose the position! Let's go!"

With a wave of his hand, Qiao Lin led the remaining 100 Dark Blade soldiers towards the outside of the camp.

Everyone's backs are extremely tall, tough, and at the same time reveal an unparalleled sense of tragedy.

There are a hundred times more enemies at the foot of the mountain, and no one knows whether they can come back alive after this trip.

"Take care of yourself!"

"Take care of yourself!"

"Take care of yourself!"

When they came to the fork in the road, the soldiers automatically divided into three teams. Without too many words, these two simple words expressed the deepest concern and best wishes in this world.

Next, they will go to their respective positions and hold there until the enemy is driven back or killed by the enemy.

Jolin's tactical arrangement is very simple, with almost no skills at all, but this is the best tactic he can think of.

If he has half of the enemy's troops under his command, then he can set up three lines of defense, and will not let an enemy go up the mountain. Points wear down, and eventually all are wiped out.

This is not a fantasy, Jolin really has this confidence.

But the reality is that Dark Blade's current strength is only one percent of the enemy's. With such a small number, it is impossible to form an effective defense against this mountain.

In the face of the enemy's absolute superiority in numbers, all formations can only be crushed. The opponent can push this mountain down just by pushing it.

Instead of arranging defensive formations in a rigid manner, it is better to give full play to the advantages of the dark blade fighters' strong individual combat effectiveness.

So Qiao Lin decided to do the opposite, let each soldier play freely, whether it was an ambush or a guerrilla operation, and spread out the troops.

In this way, not only can the firepower of the enemy army be effectively restrained, but also the defense area can be expanded to the greatest extent.

To put it another way, this time the position defense is no longer based on squads, but on individuals. Every soldier has his own position. Wherever he stands, there is the position.

Except for the soldiers who were seriously injured and unable to participate in the battle, Qiao Lin brought everyone out, including the guard squad guarding the prisoners.

As for the captives, Qiao Lin couldn't care about them anymore. According to him, if they could escape, it would be their ability.

Before leaving the camp, Qiao Lin found the translator Li Ming and asked him to send a telegram to Zhisi. , more than half of his own casualties, and now he is fighting with tens of thousands of enemy troops, if he can win, he will serve the country again, if he loses, Wangzhi Division will restore the number of the Seventh Company!"

After the bombing was over, the tens of thousands of meters army regrouped and followed the original route up the mountain to attack Dark Blade for the third time from three directions.

More than a hundred dark blade fighters, holding steel guns, chests full of magazines, waists full of grenades, bayonets on their legs, quietly guarded the intersection, ready to fight the enemy to the death.

The war is about to start!

"Boss, code name Dark Blade has sent a secret message!"

After Cheng Wen received the telegram from Dark Blade, who had disappeared for 48 hours, he immediately sent it to the boss.

"Over [-] enemies wiped out! More than half the casualties! Tens of thousands of enemy troops! Restore the number of the Seventh Company!"

The boss repeated several important points in the telegram over and over again, his eyes gradually turned red.

"Boss, which unit is this Dark Blade? Why doesn't it have a number?"

Seeing the boss like this, Cheng Wen couldn't help asking this question that had made him curious for a long time. According to the discipline, no one can read the encrypted message except the boss himself.

"It's an army of heroes!"

The boss carefully folded the telegram and put it in his breast pocket, but did not answer Cheng Wen's question directly.

"Give power to the front line of Changjin Lake and urge them to speed up their attack, the sooner the better!"

The boss gave Cheng Wen an order.

"But Boss, the enemy has strengthened its ground defense firepower, coupled with air fire support, our troops are under great pressure!"

Cheng Wen's face showed embarrassment. In the past two days, the boss has personally asked about the battle situation on the front line of Changjin Lake no less than ten times, and sent power to urge four times. This frequency is really scary.

He naturally guessed that the boss must do this for the army called Dark Blade, but the problem is that the frontline troops encounter great obstacles, and they can't just rush in if they want to.

"Don't fight when the pressure is too high?"

The boss suddenly became angry, and slapped his palm on the table, causing the water in the teacup to spill out.

It was the first time for Cheng Wen to see the boss get so angry, and he didn't dare to say anything.

"Order the front-line troops to attack Wulaoli within the scheduled time at all costs, give up the complete annihilation of the enemy, and rush in as long as the defense line is torn open. If I haven't received the arrival of the volunteers in Wulaoli before tomorrow morning According to the news from Lao Li, all commanders above the regiment level of the frontline troops have been dismissed!"

The boss slapped the table again.

It may be that the teacup couldn't bear the boss's anxious mood, and it burst open all of a sudden.

"Yes!"

Cheng Wen also realized the seriousness of the problem, and ran to generate electricity without looking back.

All dismissals above the regiment level already show the seriousness of the problem.

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"Children! Hold on, support will be here soon!"

The boss ignored the cracked teacup, clenched his fists and murmured.

A gunshot officially opened the prelude to the third offensive and defensive station.

After seeing the beaming rice soldier fell down, Ping He showed no expression on his face, and pulled the bolt to continue aiming at the next enemy.

At the beginning, there were only a few sparse gunshots, but soon the gunfire became dense. Even in the daytime, you can still clearly see the flashes of fire.

The rice army has lost the ability to strike with artillery fire, and can only charge upwards with infantry.

I thought that after an hour of plane bombing, the volunteer troops on the mountain were almost exhausted.

But I didn't expect to encounter such a tenacious counterattack as soon as I went up the mountain.

The soldiers of the rice army huddled together and rushed up the mountain didn't even know where the volunteers were ambushing. They could only see the comrades around them fall one by one.

Soon, the road up the mountain was filled with the corpses of rice army soldiers.

But this did not cause an effective blow to the Mi army. After all, the opponent's number is too large, and sometimes thousands of people can rush over in one wave. The firepower of the Dark Blade fighters is simply not enough.

Seeing that the distance between the two sides is getting closer and closer, if they are pasted by the enemy, then the dark blade can be submerged by the crowd tactics alone.

"Throw a grenade!"

Qiao Lin shouted loudly after sweeping down a dozen enemies who were rushing forward with a submachine gun.

Dozens of grenades were thrown into the enemy ranks.

After a series of explosions, there were hundreds more corpses on the ground, and the speed of the Mi Army's charge was temporarily suppressed.

"Go on!"

Qiao Lin got up, skillfully replaced the magazine, and then continued to shoot.

Shoot a round, then throw a grenade, and then continue shooting.

In this way, the positions guarded by dozens of dark blade fighters were forced to prevent thousands of enemy troops from breaking through within two hours.

"Damn it, use rockets and focus fire!"

The commander of the Mi Army was also in a hurry. He saw the number of casualties continue to increase, but he did not achieve any results.

After receiving the order, the infantry immediately dodged to the sides, and a row of Mi Army soldiers carrying bazookas rushed to the front line, aiming at the Dark Blade's position and firing.

"Back quickly! Back!"

Qiao Lin roared at the top of his voice, under such a dense rocket bombardment, it was impossible to avoid lying down on the spot, and he could only get out of the explosion range as much as possible.

Although everyone reacted quickly, several fighters failed to avoid it and died on the spot.

"Are there any rockets? Hit them back!"

The situation was urgent, and it was too late to feel sorry for the comrades who died, Qiao Lin shouted after throwing a grenade.

Two artillery platoon fighters carrying rocket launchers immediately fired back at the enemy.

"Push forward, suppress the enemy, and don't let them charge up!"

Taking advantage of the gap between the enemy's evasion, Qiao Lin took the lead in rushing up with a gun.

The same scene was repeated in every corner of the mountain.

The battle lasted for a full four hours, and when it was almost noon, the attacking Mi army retreated.

The faces of the commanders of the Mi Army were very ugly. They thought that winning the Volunteer Army's position this time was a sure thing, but they didn't expect the Volunteer Army's counterattack to be so tenacious.

It took four hours for the entire five regiments of the Mi Army to charge hundreds of times, during which time they would launch a focused attack every 10 minutes.

But in this way, they still failed to enter the volunteer army's position for half a step, and nearly 2000 people were killed for this.

The serious decline in troop strength forced the Mi Army to abandon the attack and return to the mountain to replenish ammunition for rest.

"Damn! Damn! Damn!"

Alex stomped and cursed, this time his troops rushed to the forefront and suffered the most serious losses.

James squatted aside, watching the scene with cold eyes, without speaking, he is no longer qualified to speak.

"Contact the superior and request air fire support again!"

Several other people frowned and discussed before making a decision.

They figured it out, the volunteer army on the mountain was an extremely difficult bone, and God knew what would happen if they continued to rush up.

Nearly two-fifths of the troops have already been deployed, and they really dare not take risks easily, and can only pin their hopes on air firepower.

"Report, there are no more rockets!"

"Report, there are only two magazines left!"

"Report..."

On the mountain.

The warriors of Darkblade are reporting the situation of ammunition one by one.

Qiao Lin's frown became tighter and tighter. After a whole morning's fierce battle, the soldiers' ammunition was almost exhausted. Although they blocked this attack, the next thing they have to face is that there is no weapon available. .