Chapter 25 Entering the tunnel

"Climate War" is not unfamiliar with a person like me who comes from modern times. For example, the "borrowing the east wind" of the Battle of Red Cliff in the Three Kingdoms; the US military accurately predicted that there would be more than ten hours of good weather in the Normandy area when it landed; for example, the Soviet Red Army used the severe cold weather to defeat the German army attacking Moscow in one fell swoop...

But thinking about it, it seems that you need to know that these do not require my modern identity as a human being.

What I never thought was that this word would be used on me now, and I was the victim.

"Boom..." The US military arranged the positions on the two high grounds beside our army. Mortar shells hit our positions one by one, and anti-aircraft machine guns frantically shot rows of bullets on our backside fortifications. In an instant, the explosion sounded, the bullets slammed, and the screams became a whole. It was too late to defend, and in this moment, dozens of soldiers fell in a pool of blood. The hillside that had just been washed away by the rain turned bright red again.

At this moment, the US troops waiting in front of our positions also shouted and raised all kinds of weapons in their hands to charge towards our positions.

"Captain Cui, hurry up and enter the tunnel!" Li Guoqiang pulled me off the edge, and shouted at Zhang Mingxue and Xu Yongwei: "Protect Captain Cui into the tunnel!"

"yes!"

"Don't worry about me!" I pushed it away and was about to come up and pull me back to the tunnel: "I'm going to lose my fucking position and let me enter the tunnel. Do you want me to go in and wait for death or something!"

As he said that, he ignored Zhang Mingxue and others' calls and shouted at the soldiers: "Comrades, the most dangerous time has come. For communism and for the new China, fight!"

This was the tone that Captain Chu used to command us. At this time, I was a little confused by the mortar and anti-aircraft machine gun on the top of the mountain. My head was in chaos and could not think. Unconsciously, I stolen Captain Chu's words.

I don’t know if it was because the words I shouted had an effect or because the soldiers saw that I, the regiment commander, had no intention of retreating, so they quickly reorganized the firepower in the slightest chaos just now.

The gunshots on the position quickly rang out, and the weather improved, and the vision became wider. The light and heavy machine guns in the hands of the soldiers were all one thousand meters. At this time, the US troops attacking our army from the inclined surface just entered the range of our army. The gunshots passed by the US troops fell rows under the dense bullets of the soldiers, pressing them up again and again to the point where they couldn't raise their heads.

But the US military seemed to know that this was a critical moment, and they were unwilling to give up this rare opportunity to attack. So even if we were crushed by our bullets again and again, they would soon get up and continue to charge as soon as the bullets passed. At this time, the volunteer soldiers who were lying on the top of the mountain to shoot at the US military became the main targets of the mortar positions and anti-aircraft machine gun positions arranged in advance on our flanking high ground. Fortunately, the mortars were very narrow, and it was not easy for them to hit accurately. The most terrible thing was the anti-aircraft machine guns, and the bullets poured towards our army's top positions like crazy, covering the entire top positions under its rain of bullets.

The focus of the fortifications of the Volunteer Army soldiers was to defend the front, and now they almost shine their backs under these anti-aircraft machine guns. Moreover, if the soldiers were to shoot at the enemies on the slant, they could not find cover for themselves. So amid the gunshots, the soldiers fell one after another in the pool of blood. But the soldiers were not afraid, the machine gunner fell down, and the auxiliary machine gunner grabbed the machine gun and continued to shoot; the auxiliary machine gunner fell down, and the soldiers behind them rushed up again...

The soldiers of the 538th Regiment were selected from the 60th Army. They were all veterans, so they could be machine gunners. Seeing them going up and one person could skillfully activate the machine gun to shoot. The charger was hit by them again and again. However, because the enemy's anti-aircraft machine guns were shooting in the back, they always had a battle situation where they killed one thousand enemies and suffered five hundred damage.

With a "boom!", a mortar shell exploded beside me. Two soldiers were thrown high and then fell heavily at the foot of the mountain. The mud and blood from the shells burst out into pieces and splashed onto the surrounding soldiers everywhere.

"What should I do?" At this time, I became nervous and scared. It was not because of myself, I would not have been afraid of losing my life a long time ago. This fear came from those soldiers who kept dying under the enemy's firepower. Because I knew that they were all backbones of the 60th Army, a group of veterans who could conquer and fight well. It was the hope of Commander Pang and the hope of the 60th Army. I can't let them die under the enemy's bullets, and I can't let the comrades of the 60th Army lose their hope...

"Dada..." A series of machine gun bullets came over, and several soldiers on the edge were immediately beaten to death. One of the soldiers was beaten into two pieces by machine gun bullets. The lower half rolled to the bottom of the mountain, but the upper half was still hanging tightly on the Guoliunov heavy machine gun. Until another soldier pushed up, the machine gun fired a round of bullets...

Calm! I want to calm down!

I am their leader, I can't panic. They are all waiting for my command and my orders.

Calm down! I want to calm down!

I have to put aside all the pressure and all the concerns, including the life and death of the soldiers!

I habitually grabbed the telescope and looked at the enemy positions on both sides, but the telescope's lens was already covered in mud and water and could not see anything. This made me spend a while to clean it with the lining of the military uniform. But after a while, several volunteer soldiers screamed and fell in front of me.

I tried not to think, listen, or watch... and then focused all my attention on the aperture in front of me.

The tops of the high ground on both sides are more than 1,000 meters away from our positions, and any weapon in our hands is helpless to them. Wait... There are also mortars. Although most of the mortars in the hands of the volunteers are 60 mm caliber, the range of this mortar is only 1,000 meters, and it is also helpless to the US military. But some are 82 mm caliber, with a range of more than 3,000 meters. Now it is only possible to rely on it...

"Mortar!" Thinking of this, I hurriedly shouted at Li Guoqiang: "Notify all units to concentrate all 82 guns to suppress the two hills!"

"Yes!" Li Guoqiang responded, turned around and entered the tunnel beside him to convey my order.

Li Guoqiang's battalion had a telephone number, so my order quickly reached various high grounds. After a while, a sound of "tum..." was heard. All the 82 artillery of the Volunteer Army fired shells at the two adjacent high grounds. It was said that they were all, but in fact there were more than ten planes on both sides. However, the accuracy of the Volunteer Army gunners was really not covered. Just one dozen shells were shot up and the enemy's anti-aircraft machine guns were dumb. Then there were more than a dozen shells. This time, even their mortars were silent.

"Good fight!"

“Beautiful fight!”

The soldiers cheered for the sound of artillery. As soon as the threat on the back was gone, they focused all their attention on the front, and immediately became more and more brave, and they only fought to the US military on the front slope screamed. What made the soldiers even more funny was that the US military indeed arranged tanks and infantry holding direct-fired cannons on the flanks, waiting to approach the weak flanks of our army under the cover of the tanks, but it was not until they approached that a deep and wide anti-tank trench was blocking in front of them.

Tanks cannot be crossed. Although the infantry could only get a board in the anti-tank trench, they would not dare to move without the cover of the tank. So they pushed me and pushed you into a group in the valley. Until the volunteer mortars fired a few shells at them, they would disperse with a strange scream.

Seeing that the troops that could threaten our flanks failed and left the field one after another, the US troops attacking head-only left hundreds of bodies and retreated unwillingly. When the gunshots were sparse, I could even hear them complaining and scolding each other. It seemed that they were not satisfied with the other party's performance on the battlefield, and they were blaming the other party's mistakes, so they missed such a good opportunity. But what they didn't know was that if it weren't for our weapons and equipment being weaker than them, they wouldn't even have the chance to fight like this...

The sun came out of the clouds at some point. The red sunlight made the earth feel stuffy. The blood on the ground evaporated into the air by the sunlight, and immediately there was a disgusting smell of blood and corpse stinking around.

The corpses, organs, and blood attracted annoying flies around us buzzing like bombers... The inside and out of this mountain are filled with these things, making it look like the nest of man-eating demons and monsters in mythological stories. I sat on the mud and watched all this silently, watching the soldiers packed up the various parts of their comrades, then spliced ​​them together, and dug a hole to bury them. I lowered my head and found that the people who were stepping on their feet and sitting on their butts were red and I don’t know whose blood was.

If fighting is tension and pain, then now I feel that staying here is a kind of numbness and helplessness.

"Captain Cui! Let's go back to the regiment headquarters!" Zhang Mingxue and Xu Yongwei seemed to be unable to stand such an environment.

"Yeah!" I stood up staggeringly, looking at the two high grounds on our flanks of US military, I couldn't help but frown, sighed and walked towards the regiment headquarters.

"Reinforcements, when will the reinforcements arrive?" As soon as I arrived at the regiment headquarters, I asked. This is the first time I asked about the reinforcements.

"The fastest is until early tomorrow morning!" Jiang Chunzeng replied with concern: "The roads and bridges have been washed away by floods, so the reinforcements are moving forward very slowly. The comrades of the 68th Army have dropped most of the heavy weapons and arrived at the fastest speed. Their vanguards will not arrive until early tomorrow morning!"

"Well! Is the casualties counted?" I leaned on the tunnel wall and sat on the chair.

"The first battalion suffered thirty-two casualties, the second battalion fifty-nine, and the third battalion sixty-seven..."

"The bastard's Hydrology Bureau!" I took off my wet hat on my head and threw it hard on the ground, shouting angrily: "Don't our army also have a Hydrology Bureau? Why don't we know the sun will appear today? I can't even measure this, what do they need to do for?"

No one dared to say anything after I scolded me. Only Huang Xianhua came up and replied: "I know this Hydrological Bureau. Although there are a group of instruments that the Soviet Union supported us, the soldiers couldn't use them. They were still exploring, so they couldn't blame them!"

I couldn't help but feel sad when I heard this. I heard Commander Pang talk about the newly formed a hydrological bureau of our army and said that he would report the weather to us in real time by telegram. At that time, I thought that the equipment of the Volunteer Army had finally improved a little, but I didn't expect...

"Okay! The problem is always solved when it comes to you!" I said helplessly: "When the weather changes, the situation on the battlefield will be very unfavorable to our army. The enemy not only occupies nearby highlands that threaten our flanks, but more importantly, the enemy planes can be launched. The planes can not only provide air supplies to the United Nations army, but also directly strike our positions. I think the enemy will launch another attack soon, and we don't have much time left. Let's talk about our opinions, comrades!"

Hearing this, everyone fell silent. There were enemy planes bombing in the sky. The enemy's anti-aircraft machine guns and mortars on the adjacent high ground could directly hit our position, and they also formed cross firepower without shooting dead ends. Coupled with the frontal enemy charge, everyone understood that in this situation, we seemed to be unable to defend this position anymore.

"I think it's all to defend the enemy!" Huang Xianhua said quickly: "We have been surrounded by American devils. Now there are only two choices, either break through or defend the enemy! I don't think there is any way to break through. Although the enemy suffered heavy losses, there are four divisions after all, and we only have one regiment. The rest is to defend the enemy, and the anti-aircraft machine gun positions on two high grounds. I think we can continue to be suppressed with artillery fire. As for the enemy's plane, it blows it, and we will attack us. If the enemy wants to occupy our position, they will still send people to fight us..."

"Captain Cui!" At this moment, Li Xiangming, who was guarding the phone, answered a call and turned around to report: "The battalion commanders of each battalion reported that there were not many shells for our 82 artillery, and only more than thirty shots were left. It was also discovered that the enemy not only strengthened the machine gun positions on the adjacent high ground, but also added three similar machine gun positions on the surrounding high ground. Now there are five such positions, surrounding our army's positions!"

Li Xiangming's words are undoubtedly a denial of Huang Xianhua's plan. Once the 82 mortar shells are shot, there will be a situation like the People's Army's forward inclined positions. The enemy will be able to hit us, but we cannot hit the enemy! If we still defend like this, the enemy will almost never need to dispatch planes to complete our entire branch.

"Or... let's go into the tunnel..." After a while, Jiang Chunzeng said this sentence hesitantly. This made all the soldiers present, including me, tremble in their hearts. Because the tunnel battle has not yet been fought, everyone has not really experienced hiding in the tunnel and letting the enemy occupy surface positions, and everyone knows what this means. When we hide in the tunnel, the enemy dares not enter the tunnel to chase us, but they can spit fire, pour water and even release poison gas into the tunnel... What's more, the tunnel is black, narrow, small, and wet, and people may become crazy when hiding in it.

Although I also know that Volunteer Army soldiers have used this tactic many times to fight the United Nations army in the middle and late stages, they really have to get in and it is very likely that the enemy will not be able to get out of it. I still feel a sense of silence in my heart.

But then again, it seems that there is only one way to drill into the tunnel. Once the weather clears up, the field fortifications outside cannot stop the enemy's offensive. After a day of battle, I am afraid that the entire army will be wiped out. But if I drill into the tunnel and wait for reinforcements to arrive for a day, maybe half of the people will survive.

"Airplane..." Li Xiangming immediately turned his head and reported to me: "Captain Cui, Battalion Commander Hu reported that the enemy's plane was discovered..."

Before I finished speaking, I stood up and lifted the black cloth and drilled out of the tunnel. Several chiefs of staff followed. When I walked out of the tunnel, I found a faint "rumbling" sound from the sky. I looked along the sound but couldn't open my eyes by the dazzling sunlight. Seeing this, I cursed inwardly. These American pilots really had a good idea. They flew from the east with the sunlight on their backs and didn't want us to see how many planes they had.

However, this small problem is not difficult for me. I took out a black silk scarf from my pocket. This scarf was specially prepared for my own vision glass. After having the experience of fighting with British snipers, I would remember that he always shoots with the reflection of the telescope... So as a sniper, I naturally prepared such a silk scarf for my telescope, but it has been raining these days and it doesn't need to be used. Unexpectedly, it came in handy now.

I put the scarf on the telescope, raised the telescope and looked at the sunlight, and now I saw it. There were at least thirty planes behind my back, and I also recognized at least four of them b-29. Look at the high ground around our position. As Li Xiangming reported, the US military had piled up sandbags on it, and five high grounds formed a circle around our position. Each of them had two to three anti-aircraft machine guns. At this time, the black muzzle was aimed at our position and was ready to go.

Seeing this, I couldn't help but smile bitterly, knowing that the purpose of the US military doing this was to use the high ground to suppress our positions, and to prevent us from breaking through. These Americans were also cruel enough, as if they wanted to kill us.

"Captain Cui!" At this time, Li Xiangming ran out to report again: "The US ground forces have also begun to attack..."
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