Chapter 149: Battle in Mapingli (I)

The sound of machine guns and bomb explosions quickly turned into pieces. The soldiers consciously helped the wounded into the tunnel before they could wait for my order. Some soldiers were not full yet, and hurriedly grabbed a few handfuls of food before entering the tunnel. Because the speed of helping the wounded into the tunnel was slow, there were still more than a dozen soldiers who came to the tunnel who did not rush into the tunnel fell into the pool of blood.

After a while, after the enemy's plane could not find a target that could be attacked, it hovered in the sky for a few more circles, dropped a few bombs and flew away.

As soon as the sound of bombing of enemy planes disappeared, waves of gunfire came faintly from the south. It was supposed to be the interspersed US troops who were fighting with the volunteers.

"Don't leave the tunnel for the time being!" I ordered that the enemy's bombardment had not yet begun. If the wounded went out at this time, it would not have any effect except for increasing casualties.

He led the soldiers to the position and saw that the trenches that had just been built were beaten into a mess, with bullet holes like small pots, bullet craters like craters, and sorghum rice that were blown all over the ground, making the entire position look messy.

The benefits of enemy aircraft bombing are here. Whether our fortifications are built on the front or backward, they can cause considerable damage to our fortifications.

"Rebuild the fortifications!" Seeing this, I ordered helplessly.

"Yes!" the soldiers responded and quickly picked up the shovel again. They also knew very well that in the face of the strong firepower of the US military, it would be difficult to stop their attack without fortifications. The sound soldiers were fine, and they could still move to find favorable terrain cover, but for those wounded with mobility, if there was no fortification, there was only one result, which was to serve as a living target for the enemy.

From this point of view, it may not be a good thing to let the wounded participate in the war. Because from the beginning of the strategy to the current actual combat, the wounded more or less affect the flexibility of the entire army. But it would not work without them. I sighed helplessly. Our number was too small. If it weren't for them, we wouldn't have enough troops to defend these three high grounds.

Thinking of this, my heart was shocked. When did I become so ruthless? The wounded would rather give up their lives and fight side by side with us, but I could completely ignore the pros and cons of their relationship on the battlefield...

However, on the battlefield, there seems to be no too much emotion. Leaving a small army to cover the retreat of the large army, and not telling the soldiers the truth and letting them carry out feint attacks. These are things that people outside the battlefield seem emotionally unacceptable, but they are not uncommon on the battlefield. This may be the cruelty of the battlefield!

"There is a situation!" a sharp-eyed soldier shouted.

The soldiers looked along the highway and saw a few people running out of the corner of the highway. Because the distance was too far and they didn't look like volunteers, they couldn't tell the difference between the enemy and us for a while. The soldiers hurriedly raised their guns and prepared for the battle. I came to the scope and saw a few people's army soldiers in tattered clothes appear in front of me.

"It's my own!" I shouted quickly: "Go down and pick up a few people, and the others are ready to fight and block the enemies catching up behind!"

"Yes!" The soldiers responded, and soon a dozen soldiers jumped out of the trench and ran down the mountain to respond.

After thinking about it, I continued to order: "Order the artillery to prepare and the highway one thousand meters ahead of the target!"

The soldiers beside him responded and soon ran to the back of the mountain, holding a flag at Battalion Commander Li on the 307.3 Highland.

The artillery positions of the Volunteer Army are different from those of the Americans. The American cannons are usually arranged on flat and open ground, while the Volunteer Army cannons are mostly arranged in hidden places.

The most convenient and safe way is to hide the entire cannon body in the air-raid shelter and only expose the barrel to shoot the cannon. Of course, this kind of fortification is high, large and strong. It is because the howitzer's barrel is raised high; it is large to give the artillery enough space to transport ammunition and load shells; it goes without saying that it is solid. If such a tunnel is not strong enough and a large piece of earth and rock collapses when the cannon sounds inside, then a few more cannons will be buried alive. Therefore, although such fortifications are good, they will consume a lot of manpower and time.

Another way is to dig a cannon hole behind the mountain. When you have to fire the cannon, you drag the cannon out of the hole, and after a few cannons, drag it back, so as not to let the enemy's planes knock off our small number of cannons in one encounter. This kind of fortification is much simpler than the previous fortification, and it only needs to be made larger than ordinary tunnels. The disadvantage is that it takes longer to prepare when using artillery, and it is more dangerous.

Due to the limitations of time and manpower, the artillery position we are building now is like this. I saw that the banner was just completed, and in more than a dozen tunnels under the 307.3 Highway, a howitzer covered with camouflage was quickly dragged out. Then, under the operation of those artillery soldiers, the barrel began to slowly raise and aimed at the road in front of the highlands.

At this time, more and more people's army retreated on the highway, with four or five hundred people. Dozens of People's Army soldiers took the initiative to stay at the corner of the highway to cover, shooting guns and scattering grenades at the enemy who were catching up behind, but soon a piece of shells blasted over...

The smoke gradually dissipated. Before I could see the corpses of the soldiers, a thick tank barrel broke into my sight like a magic claw sticking out from hell, followed by the tank's tracks, the tank's turret, and the anti-aircraft machine gun on the turret.

It was the "Penshing" tank again. After dealing with the American tanks so many times, I was familiar with heavy tanks like them for a long time. Almost when I saw the gun barrel, I knew it was the murderer again.

I don’t know which unit the chased People’s Army belongs to, but I didn’t have the experience of fighting with the US tanks, so I suffered a great loss. So, they would actually escape along the road under the pursuit of the tanks. They could only drill into the forest next to them, and nothing was gone...

"Dadada..." At this time, the machine guns on the Pershing tank fired, and the soldiers of the People's Army fell down in a row. I quickly ordered the artillery to fire, but after waiting for a while, I heard a "boom". Only one shell exploded dozens of meters behind the tank. I turned my head in confusion and looked at the cannons. Seeing that they were adjusting the angle of the cannons again, I realized that the one that was the test fire that the artillery was often called in the artillery.

This test-firing is to prevent the first batch of shells from being shot out and all of them were missed. If the test-firing can hit the target, it is of course good. Other cannons need not be corrected and fired directly. If the test-firing is missed, the elements must be adjusted according to the bounce point, so that the hit rate will be much greater.

With a "boom!", this gun was driven by the enemy's tanks. More than a dozen People's Army soldiers were blown up and screamed and flew away. Then two "Penxing" were turned off at the end of the road, which made me feel nervous. If the machine guns and tank guns on the three "Penxing" tanks were fired, the more than 200 People's Army, including those who came to pick up the response, would all be lying on the road.

It was almost time to speak, and at this moment, there was only a roar, and the dozen guns behind opened fire one after another, and the guns were all fired on the road where the enemy tanks were located. In an instant, the three tanks were shrouded in a piece of artillery fire.

"Okay!" the soldiers shouted, and some even clenched their fists to cheer at the artillery soldiers behind. But what stunned the soldiers was that the "Penshing" tanks were safe after the fire, and there was no damage to their armor. Fortunately, the tanks were also a little abnormal. They neither fired nor fired artillery, and slowly drove forward for a while and finally stopped.

Just when I was confused with the soldiers, the soldiers in the artillery position called flag language. The soldier who knew the flag language beside him looked at it and said, "Howitzers have no armor ability and cannot blow up enemy tanks, they can only faint the enemy tank hands..."

Hearing this, I understood that howitzers are used to fight infantry, but I mistakenly used them for tanks. Of course, it seemed to have some effect. The tankers were "bangbang" by those shells in the tank without any preparation. At this moment, I must have been so dizzy that I couldn't wake up for a while. If I didn't blow it up now, I would yell at the side: "Huzi, go and blow those tanks for me! After the blow, I will run back immediately! Do you know where to blow it up?"

"I know! I guarantee to complete the mission!" Hu Zi pulled over a dozen soldiers and took anti-tank grenades and ran towards the tanks without saying a word.

"Order the artillery..." I quickly turned around and ordered: "Optimize the corner of the road and block the infantry behind the tank!"

"Yes!" The soldiers beside him quickly passed the order. After a while, there was a roar. The artillery soldiers of the Volunteer Army were indeed not covered, and they were really accurate. They shot shells all hit the corner of the road. They blocked the corner tightly, and no tanks or enemies dared to break up.

I was thinking that the Volunteer Army was shooting accurately because of few bullets. The artillery was shooting accurately, which should be because of fewer shells. It is said that in actual combat, if a shell was hit by a mismatch, the entire artillery team would be punished. So under such a system, the artillery of the Volunteer Army was not practicing hard kung fu! After all, every shell was filled with the life and blood of the logistics soldiers, so how could they shoot randomly like the Americans? From this point of view, sometimes it is beneficial to have less ammunition.

Not long after, with a few roars, the three Pershing tanks were quickly completely reimbursed. I quickly ordered the artillery soldiers to retreat to the tunnel. Sure enough, not long after, the US cannons quickly started to fire.

"Boom..." A burst of thoughts, the Americans were so generous. The cannons exploded everywhere, no matter where they were everywhere. Compared to the few cannons we just now, it was a bit shabby. And we only had more than a dozen cannons, and we had to hiding a few shots like a treasure.

When I ran into the tunnel under the soil and gravel stirred by artillery fire, I realized that it was much crowded, and it was difficult to turn around. I knew that the extra people were the People's Army that had just retreated, so I couldn't help but feel a little confident. To be honest, if it was all about those wounded soldiers and our team of more than 100 people who wanted to block a division of the US military, I felt a little relieved. Now that this new force joins, although the number of people is not large, I still feel much more at ease.

As soon as the cannon stopped, I grabbed the gun and ran to the position, but before I could run a few steps, I was stopped by a People's Army soldier behind me.

"Comrade, comrade!" He shouted at me in stiff Chinese: "There are too many troops in the United States, and there is a whole division. You should retreat quickly!"

"You can speak Chinese?" I couldn't help but stop and look back at the People's Army. He looked only seventeen or eighteen years old, but his face was not as mature as his age. Look at him holding a gun and looking at him ready to shoot at any time, he should be a veteran.

"Yeah!" Hearing this, he nodded, stretched out his hand and held my hand affectionately and said, "My name is Cui Zhenyou. I have been a soldier in China for two years and have learned some Chinese, but I don't speak well."

"Comrade!" Before I could answer, he looked at me anxiously and said, "There are too many enemies, so you should retreat quickly! If you don't retreat, you will be surrounded by them!"

I glanced at him and replied faintly: "You have learned Chinese dialect after being a soldier in China for two years, but you have not learned the spirit of Chinese soldiers yet!"

Cui Zhenyou couldn't help but be stunned and soon understood: "Your mission is to guard Mapingli?"

"Yes!" I nodded and replied, "You can do it yourself whether to stay or retreat!"

As he said that, he turned around and was about to leave, but he was soon stopped by Choi Jung-woo.

"Comrade, wait!" Cui Zhenyou gritted his teeth and pointed to the People's Army soldier who was sitting on the stone behind him, sweating and gasping for breath, and said, "I'll go and discuss with our battalion commander to see if it can..."

"You battalion commander?" I couldn't help but look at the People's Army in confusion when I heard this. As far as I can tell, the people in the People's Army are wearing breeches and horse boots, right? But this person...

"Oh!" Cui Zhenyou saw my doubts and replied a little embarrassedly: "Lieutenant Colonel... is to avoid attracting the enemy's attention, so..."

"Um!" I understood this and couldn't help but laugh in my heart. Let you officers wear breeches and horse boots, so that you can be majestic! When the enemy on the battlefield, you will know that you are officers, sniper bullets, tank shells, etc. are just greeting you. Isn't this? You have to change your military uniforms to retreat.

At this time, Park Chung-sun also rushed over and said a lot to the Lieutenant Colonel All. I didn't interrupt and heard it clearly. All I said were the location of Mapingli, which was very important, with a lot of supplies, and was at the back of a division of the Volunteer Army. If it was lost, it would cause great losses to the Volunteer Army.

"Major Park!" Before Park Chung-sun finished speaking, the Lieutenant Colonel stood up impatiently and said, "Do you know how many American troops there are behind us? A division! There are also a large number of tanks, aircraft, and cannons! What about us? There is nothing! Even if we are the wounded soldiers of the Chinese, there are only one thousand people! How can we block the attack of more than ten times the enemy? More than two thousand people in a regiment have just been disbanded by them..."

"That's you!" I smiled and said to the Lieutenant Colonel Quan in Korean: "We may not be able to stop the Americans either, but one thing is certain: if they want to go over, they must step on our bodies!"

As he said that, he ignored Lieutenant Colonel Quan and others' shocked and embarrassed expressions, and waved to the soldiers and said, "Everyone is there, be ready for battle, people are in the position!"

"Yes!" The soldiers seemed to understand what the People's Army were saying, and they all should be very loud. Even the wounded soldiers stood up and walked past the People's Army. On the other hand, the soldiers of the People's Army immediately put their heads on as if they were half short.

After getting on the position, they unexpectedly found that there was no movement on the US military. Maybe they were shocked by the fire just now, which made them dare not act rashly. After all, there are more than a dozen gun troops in the Volunteer Army at least at the division level, so they must be having a headache now: What kind of troops is the front unit? Why did another division suddenly emerge?

Then in a moment, a reconnaissance plane quickly drilled out of the clouds, which further confirmed my thoughts. So I regretted: Why don’t the soldiers dig a few more positions and use a suspicious plan to make the Americans really think that we have a division. But it’s too late to say anything now. The US reconnaissance plane will soon find that we are just guarding three hills, at best, a regiment. Then they will soon surround us...

"Deputy Battalion Commander Choi!" At some point, Park Chung-sun lay down beside me and said to me with shame: "Lieutenant Colonel Quan asked me to give you a message. He said he was very grateful to you for saving the soldiers of the People's Army, but the task they received was to retreat, so..."

"Go and tell him." I looked at the reconnaissance plane that was spinning in the sky, and smiled bitterly and said, "If you want to leave, hurry up early. If you don't leave, you won't be able to leave!"

"They, they've left..."

"Um!" I was stunned when I heard this. The quality of the People's Army was not so bad! We just saved them, and they didn't say anything after they left. But after thinking about it, I realized that they were shameless to say goodbye to us!

"Comrade!" At this time, Cui Zhenyou's stiff Chinese sounded again behind him. When he looked back, he found that Cui Zhenyou was back with dozens of soldiers from the People's Army.

I saw him looking at me, patting my chest and saying, "I asked Lieutenant Colonel Quan to cover me, so I came up with my own company! Arrange the mission for me!"
Chapter completed!