Chapter 32 Mortar shells

Following the direction of the sound of the tank motor, the soldiers fired a few flares, but what surprised us was that they were not tanks, but large numbers of infantry. Judging from the uniforms, I could be sure that they were puppet troops, but I couldn't believe that any puppet troops would be brave enough to attack us over the tanks. Unless...

The number "Pseudo-Capital Division" quickly jumped into my mind.

They drilled out from the foot of the mountain in groups of three or three, and they all went into the dark places, and there were machine guns behind the stones. It seemed that there were many people, but if they really wanted to shoot with machine guns, they would be helpless because they were too dispersed and covered well.

The puppet troops trained by the US and the US military are accustomed to launching charges under the cover of tanks, even if the protective power of the puppet light tanks is no exception. So, as it is now, the only one of the puppet capital divisions trained from the war.

More and more puppet troops emerged from the foot of the mountain. As soon as they found a suitable position, they waved their engineer shovels to improve the fortifications on site, and then set up machine guns and various artillery.

It should be said that their actions are reasonable. The steel defense line built with tanks is not bad, but such defense line is not suitable for combat in this narrow mountainous land, because for the puppet troops hiding behind the tank, unless they build the steel defense line of the tank outside our range, they must pass through a narrow passage between the two tanks to launch an attack. That moment is when we kill them in large quantities. But like the puppet capital division now, there will be no such problem in building field fortifications at the foot of the mountain.

After a while, three light tanks each covered a group of infantry and came out. These tanks did not form a line of defense like the US military. In fact, the three light tanks could not form a line of defense. They cleverly found a slope in the open ground and adjusted the tank guns to point to our army's position.

Seeing this, I thought to myself that something was wrong. I knew that the highest firing range of the "Xiafei" tank was only fifteen degrees, while the highest firing range of the "Penxing" tank was twenty degrees. Since the "Xiafei" tank could hit us in this way, then "Penxing" would definitely be fine. Fortunately, the tank commando before the Americans was just to rescue rather than attack, otherwise the large-caliber tank guns of seven or eight tanks were aimed at our position and bombarded. The anti-aircraft machine guns on our position would have long disappeared. Fortunately, it is just a 75mm cannon of the "Xiafei" tank...

Looking at the arrangement of the pseudo-Capital Division, the soldiers also felt the pressure. After all, there are only 30 people guarding the high ground now, and there are at least a few hundred puppet troops below, not to mention that they are also the pseudo-Capital Division who is good at fighting in the field. The soldiers in front of me and behind me couldn't help but breathe quickly, and the machine gunners and mortars also looked at the enemy at the foot of the mountain with a serious expression, not daring to slacken.

But I was not in a hurry to order the shooting. As the saying goes, they are busy with everything they want to keep changing. If they want to take down our high ground, they will eventually attack the mountain and eventually be exposed to our firepower. I will wait for the moment when they send it to the gun...

Sure enough, just a moment, when the puppet army was almost ready, they rushed up the mountain in groups. With my order, the soldiers pulled the trigger and poured bullets into the enemy, and the flares also hit each other, instantly illuminating the high ground like during the day.

The anti-aircraft machine gun made a sound, and pieces of mud and water were raised in front of the position, and then extended backwards, like a giant hand roaring and rushing upwards to the ground. The aerial power of the anti-aircraft machine gun showed its advantage at this time. Because of the slope, after the anti-aircraft machine gun bullets penetrated the enemy, they did not shoot into the soil but shot them again along the slope toward the enemy, causing secondary or even third kills. Therefore, wherever the bullets of the anti-aircraft machine gun passed, the fallen enemies were not in rows, but piles of...

The firepower of the mortars is not weak. These mortars are all American m2 mortars. Although their power is not greater than that of the Soviet mortars, the key is to be well-made and accurate. In addition, the mortars of the Volunteer Army are all veterans, so they shoot in the puppet soldiers. Every sound can bring a scream and a bloody storm.

The firepower of the puppet army was not weak. Although the field fortifications they built were still very rough and could not be compared with us below, the weapons in their hands were all excellent American equipment, machine guns, mortars, and recoilless cannons, and they kept slamming towards our top position. If it weren't for our advantage on the top of the mountain, most of their bullets could not hit us due to angles, those thirty or more people would have been sieved long ago.

Especially the three tanks, although they were light tanks and the tank guns were just equivalent to a mortar, the 12.7mm anti-aircraft machine guns on it were a powerful weapon to deal with infantry. The three machine guns on the three tanks were fired and the target was very clear, which was to suppress our army's anti-aircraft machine guns. In a short while, they only made the earth and rocks fly in front of our army's anti-aircraft machine gun positions, and the sound of bullets was roaring around.

I originally wanted to use the sniper rifle in my hand to kill the machine gunners on those tanks, but the distance was too far beyond the range of the rifle, so I had to watch the machine gunners be knocked away as soon as they were replaced, and then replaced and then knocked away... In the end, even the machine gun was knocked straight, so I had to let the soldiers drag it to the rear. As soon as the anti-aircraft machine gun was withdrawn from the battle, the puppet army infantry took this opportunity to rush up in groups.

I shot the rifle in my hand like a machine gun, making a "bang..." sound. The puppet troops rushed up one by one and fell under my gun, but they still rushed up like a tide.

"Grenades!" As I shouted, the soldiers threw down rows of hand grenades, forming a barrage in front of the position and blew down a lot of enemies. However, the guys from the pseudo-Capital Division were also arrogant and still rushed up with their swords desperately.

"Li Guoqiang!" I shouted to the side: "Is it okay? Is it okay? I'll throw away the garbage!"

"Okay!" Before he finished speaking, Li Guoqiang was happily carrying four soldiers, each carrying a Bazuka, and pulled the trigger at the puppet army rushing up without saying a word.

"Boom..." A few sounds, the explosion exploded, and it also knocked down several people, but why did it explode a little differently? Then I quickly understood that Bazuka could fire armor-breaking bombs, smoke bombs and incendiary bombs. The shells that were fired just now would not smoke or fire. I thought it would be armor-breaking bombs.

"Change a different shell!" Thinking of this, I immediately shouted at Li Guoqiang.

No experience! Using bombs that hit tanks to bomb people, the power is similar to grenades.

"Yes!" Li Guoqiang responded and turned around and took the soldiers back to prepare.

"Grenade!" Once the anti-aircraft machine gun cannot function, the firepower of the soldiers will appear a little weak. We ourselves hurriedly came out of the tunnel to fight without much ammunition, so even two machine guns will not work.

Another row of grenades were thrown down, and the puppet army was blown away everywhere, but the smoke of gunpowders rushed up before they could even hit flares at them. In fact, there was no need to hit flares now, because the distance between the two sides was too close, so close that even in this dark night, you could see the cold light on the other party’s bayonet.

"Get bayonet!" This was a helpless move. The grenades were already thrown away. If we didn't get bayonet at this distance, we would have to wait for slaughter. However, we had more than thirty people against hundreds of enemies, and even the bayonet seemed to be slaughtered. But now we can't care so much. Facing the enemy howling at the foot of the mountain, the soldiers installed bayonets for their rifles without fear, waiting quietly for my order...

I took out the m1911 from my waist and was about to order the soldiers to launch a counter-charge, but at this moment, Li Guoqiang and others were back again. Without waiting for me to order them to lift the rocket launcher together and pull the trigger at the enemy on the inclined surface.

"Boom..." sounded, and a wall of fire suddenly rose in front of the position, a wall of fire filled with blood and screams. The wailing sound, the smell of burnt smell, and the smell of gasoline spread rapidly from the bounce point like the rising sea water. The soldiers who were about to charge down quickly lowered their heads, and a wave of heat blew over our heads with a whirring sound of wind. The hair exposed outside the hats quickly curled up and smelled.

When the heat wave passed, the soldiers looked up and saw that there had been a sea of ​​fire in front of the position. Except for a few puppet soldiers covered in fire, there was no longer a living thing on the battlefield. The puppet soldiers at the foot of the mountain also stared at all. They obviously did not expect that at this moment when they were about to succeed, there would suddenly be such a big change. Although they were still unwilling to admit defeat, the fire wall in front of the position had become an insurmountable barrier, so they had to retreat and lurk in the darkness and wait for the next attack...

"I said to Captain Li!" I took off my hat and patted the flames on it: "You are watching it. Your fight is not just about attacking the enemy, but almost accompanied us, do you know?"

"This..." Li Guoqiang touched his almost burnt eyebrows and smiled in a dusty face: "For the first time I hit, I didn't expect that the Americans would burn so much, and they would hit farther next time!"

"No matter how big the Americans are, they are more popular than our Battalion Commander Li!" Some soldiers joked.

"Ball!" Li Guoqiang raised Bazuka in his hand at the soldier: "Do you want to try your feelings? Let me give you a shot or what?"

"Look, it's coming again!" The soldiers couldn't help laughing.

"Captain Cui!" After laughing for a while, Li Guoqiang couldn't help but say with some concern: "Look, the soldiers are almost out of bullets..."

"Are there any American bullets?" I replied indifferently: "When we rushed up, we knocked out so many Americans. Wouldn't it be better if we seized their guns?"

"Captain Cui!" Li Guoqiang couldn't help but smile bitterly: "The Americans have guns, but they don't seem to work very much, right..."

As he said that, Li Guoqiang pulled out a handful of guns from the mud and threw them to me and said, "There are not a few left of these guns for the Americans, and there are not many bullets. The tunnels are filled with shells and machine gun bullets, and there are not a box of bullets in this gun!"

"Um!" After taking the gun, I took a rough look and it turned out to be a carbine. No wonder Li Guoqiang said it was useless. Its maximum range is only 300 meters and its penetration is poor. It is used for self-defense for special troops such as artillery, machine gunners, logistics soldiers. It is precisely because of this that it does not ration many bullets, usually only two magazines and sixty bullets, or even fewer.

"Captain Cui!" Li Guoqiang continued: "It's okay if the bullets are gone, but what's even more terrible is that we have no grenades. There are at least a few thousand bullets and hundreds of shells in our tunnel, but we can't use it! This is not a solution to just fire rocket launchers!"

“How many mortar shells are there?”

"There are at least five or six hundred shots!" Li Guoqiang nodded and said, "But we only have three mortars to use, so there is no hurry to fight this!"

I was stunned when I heard this, and suddenly remembered a plot in a movie "Save the Soldier" I watched in modern times. When the US military used up its grenade, it knocked the bottom of the mortar shell on the stone. It could be used as a grenade when it was thrown out, and it was even more powerful than a grenade.

Thinking of this, I stood up, ran to an ammunition box in three or two steps, carefully grabbed a shell, walked to the trench and knocked it on a stone, and then couldn't wait to throw it out...

But after a long time, it didn't explode, and the soldiers looked at me in a daze.

After a long time, Li Guoqiang asked in confusion: "Captain Cui, what are you doing? That is the rocket launcher's shell..."

"Fuck!" Upon hearing this, I couldn't help but glared at Li Guoqiang fiercely: "Why didn't you say it earlier? Come with a mortar shell!"

Li Guoqiang looked aggrieved, and I knew that I didn't ask if it was. But he still followed my orders to bring me a few mortar shells.

This time I decided that this mortar shell is relatively small, and it weighs only a few pounds. It has a tail that looks like a torpedo. I grabbed one and weighed it in my hand. It felt pretty good.

He grabbed one and smashed the bottom to the stone, then threw it out like a grenade, and exploded with a bang.

"Hey! This shell can still be used like this. There are grenades now..." Li Guoqiang and others were stunned when they looked at it.

"That machine gun..." I reached out and touched the cigarette in my pocket, but when I thought it was on the battlefield and it was at night, smoking would cause a loss of my head, so I had to open my mouth and then ordered: "That anti-aircraft machine gun is used to make a cover for it, don't be pressed by other people's bullets all the time. Don't waste the bullets in the tunnel!"

"Yes!" the soldiers responded and started to work hard again.

I took out the pocket watch on the lining of my clothes and saw that it was only three o'clock. Before I knew it, more than two hours had passed. Why had the comrades from the 68th Army not come yet? To talk about this record, our five machine gun positions combined, almost killed a US military regiment! This result can be said to be a great victory in the Volunteer Army, because the battle of the Volunteer Army to wipe out a US military regiment only in the Battle of Changjin Lake during the Second Battle of the Changjin Lake. Although other battles also surrounded a large number of US military troops, they were rescued by US military aircraft and tanks without exception.

It is said that the reason why the US military regiment is called the "Polar Bears" is because it successfully invaded Russia's Siberia during World War I and had outstanding military achievements, so it was awarded the title of "Polar Bears" by then US President Wilson. Such a war-torn and well-equipped unit was surrounded and annihilated by a division of the Volunteer Army with extremely disadvantaged equipment. This is a victory.

Now, our 538th Regiment has wiped out a US regiment with its strength, and has killed and injured countless puppet troops. There are at least twenty tanks that have been blown up! Such a result is enough for our 60th Army to turn over...

"The enemy is coming!" Just as I was dreaming, the cry of a soldier once again pulled me back to the cruel battlefield, forcing me to face the guns and cannons on the battlefield again, and the blood and death on the battlefield. Only then did I realize that it was a happy thing to be able to get back to my mind on this battlefield.

Looking down the mountain, the puppet soldiers learned their lessons this time and no longer lined up in dense formations and charged us a lot of fire. They now knew that they were slowly stroking up the scattered soldiers. And they seemed to be afraid of the fires we had just now. Whenever there was a flare, they would lie on the ground and remained motionless...

Seeing this, I couldn't help but laugh. I didn't expect that the pseudo-capital master will have today! You are also afraid of one day!

"Captain Cui!" At this time, only a soldier in charge of carrying ammunition ran up and reported: "Captain Cui, there are enemies on this side..."
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