Chapter 145: Position No. 8

"Bang bang bang..." I fired several bullets in the gun chamber in one breath, knocked off several recoilless gunners in the opposite position No. 1 and No. 7, and then rushed out two grenades at the rushing enemy.

"Boom..." There were a lot of noise in front of the position, and explosions came one after another among the enemy group. The surviving soldiers were like me. Except for the two machine gunners who fired rows of bullets downwards, the rest kept swaying grenades downwards, and some threw down blasting tubes and explosive packs. The groups of enemies surrounded us were overwhelmed, and we almost threw whatever we touched. We threw down as soon as we pulled the fuse, and we threw down. We didn't know where to throw it, nor did we know if there were any enemies below.

Who cares about these things? Anyway, there are enemies everywhere, and you will definitely not be lost by throwing explosives down. Now we are just thinking about defeating the enemy, killing, and blowing it up...

Time is so tight that there is no chance to load bullets for my rifle, and I also know that it is not necessary to load bullets for a rifle in this situation.

There were at least more than a hundred enemies siegeing us from three sides, and reinforcements were constantly following us. There were only eight soldiers on our No. 8 position, including me, and it was still decreasing. Isn't that? With an explosion, two soldiers were knocked away and fell to the ground and died without knowing their lives.

With such a huge difference in force, loading bullets for a rifle has lost its meaning, and even fighting with a rifle has lost its meaning. Its firing speed is too slow, and even if one shot can hit three, it cannot stop enemies like ants. Now there is only one way, which is to use grenades, explosive packs, blasting tubes, etc. to explode a barrage around the position...

We did this at this time. The eight soldiers on the position were divided into three groups with tacit understanding, each group was against one enemy. Most of the soldiers were recruits, so I don’t know where this tacit understanding came from. This should be an instinct for people at the critical moment of life and death! If we had not had this tacit understanding, we would have been stabbed by the puppet army that rushed up with a bayonet.

The soldiers kept throwing grenades at the head of the puppet army, and the explosions were heard almost continuously around the position, and the entire No. 8 position was shrapnel, screaming and flying broken limbs and broken arms. But the puppet army was very swearing to stop until we captured our position. Although they fell in pieces under our barrage defense, they still rushed towards the position with bayonets one after another.

This is pretty good. The most threatening to us is the enemies on the opposite position No. 1 and No. 7. Their machine guns and recoilless cannons are always aiming at our frontier positions, looking for all opportunities to snipe the volunteer soldiers and suppress our firepower. As long as the soldiers lean forward a little and want to see where the enemy is, there will be a few more holes on their bodies.

While I threw out a few grenades, I was secretly complaining in my heart. Before, I just wanted to use the geographical advantage to kill and injure the puppet army in large quantities. Now this goal seems to be achieved, but who would have thought that the puppet army would rush forward so desperately. Moreover, they were obviously premeditated. They first used the Ethiopian battalion to attract our attention on the front, and then concentrated their superior forces and equipment. Under the cover of the firepower of positions No. 1 and No. 7, they launched a sudden attack on the left wing that was relatively easy to attack in our army, caught us off guard...

No! Position No. 8 must not be lost!

If in normal battles, position No. 8 belongs to the second floor defense position, it is not very important. But at this time, it plays a vital role in whether we can gain a foothold on the surface position.

If the No. 8 position is lost, it will not directly threaten the position No. 3 of the main peak. However, the back of the No. 9 position will be in front of the enemy without any defense. The No. 9 position is originally the vertex of the triangle and will be attacked by the Ethiopian army on all sides. Now if the back is given to the enemy, it will undoubtedly be besieged from all sides, and there will be no longer any luck. Once the No. 9 position is lost, the enemy can rely on the No. 8 position and the No. 9 position to attack the No. 10 position, and the portal of the No. 3 position of the main peak will be threatened. At that time, it would be even more difficult for our army to gain a foothold on the surface position.

What to do? I asked myself in my heart.

Although a circle of barrage around the position can temporarily prevent the enemy from coming up, if the grenades and explosive packs are used, the enemy can quickly run out. However, the enemy can move from the 537.7 high ground to this point and launch an uninterrupted attack on us...

Combat experience tells me that the most effective way to deal with the enemy's sea tactics is to call for artillery reinforcements, which is also a good opportunity to kill and injure the enemy in large numbers. But at this time, I couldn't spare a little time to go back to the command center to call for artillery reinforcements. I was worried that as soon as I walked away, the soldiers' defenses would be weak, and even if they called artillery support to kill the enemy, it would be useless.

Just when I was in a dilemma, a soldier suddenly ran up with a box of grenades on his back. I hurriedly grabbed him to his side and ordered loudly: "Hurry up, go down and notify Company Commander Guo, and call for artillery fire support immediately. The left wing can hardly hold it back!"

"Yes!" the soldier responded, dropped the grenade and turned around and ran towards the entrance of the tunnel.

After a while, a whistling sound of artillery shells came from the sky, and then the earth shook, and balls of bright red flames exploded near the 537.7 high ground, and many artillery shells even hit the heads of the puppet army attacking us. The puppet army immediately fell to the ground, and soon retreated like a tide in the artillery fire...

I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and sat down on the position. I originally thought that it would take at least a few hours to capture one or two of us, but I didn't expect that the battle was so dangerous just now.

Let’s look at the volunteer soldiers on the position. There were only two people left. One of them was still swinging grenades outside the position...

"What are you doing?" When I grabbed the blasting tube that the little warrior was about to throw out, he raised his head in surprise and looked at me. He was about to fist at him, but suddenly realized that it was his own person. He wiped his face and asked, "Why are you trying to stop me? The enemy is coming, please help!"

"Nonsense!" I couldn't help but feel angry and funny when I heard it: "The enemy has already been hit, and you keep swaying grenades to see how much ammunition you have wasted!"

"Um!" The little soldier stretched out his head and looked out of the position. His face turned red. He scratched his head embarrassedly, and suddenly laughed again: "Hey, I really defeated the enemy. I, I'm not dead yet!"

"Can you still jump here alive when you die?" I replied in anger.

"Asian... Chief of Staff!" The young soldier seemed to recognize me who was made like a native of smoke and dust until then, and hurriedly stood up at me, and was about to salute and then shrank his hand back.

"Sit down and rest for a while!" I patted his shoulder and sat down next to a large rock in front of the position.

"Hey!" the little soldier responded and called another soldier to come over.

The fortifications that the soldiers had built up before had long been chaotic by the puppet army's recoilless cannons. The positions were covered with loose soil, and there was no place to install the machine guns. Only a large bluestone was left, and the upper half was smashed to pieces, and the remaining stone roots were two feet long, more than half a person tall, and could barely serve as a barrier for three people.

"Are you a little scared just now?" I asked casually.

Actually, this is nonsense. I was a little scared just now. How can he not be afraid of being a new recruit?

"Yeah!" the little soldier nodded embarrassedly.

"I'm scared too!" Another soldier confessed: "The enemy rushed up like a swarm of rushing, and there was no sight at all, and there was no end to the fight. We only have a few people, it would be strange if we were not afraid! I, my feet are still trembling..."

"Yeah!" I was very satisfied with the frankness of the recruits and nodded and said, "It's not only you are afraid, but I'm also afraid!"

"Chief of Staff is also afraid?" The two recruits couldn't help but stare at me with wide eyes, as if Columbus had discovered the New World. Then the shame on his face quickly turned into a kind of confidence. They seemed to be thinking that if veterans like the Chief of Staff are afraid, then there is no shame in us to be afraid.

"Can you not be afraid?" I said with a wry smile: "It is fake to say that you are not afraid of it, but it is human nature to be afraid of death!"

After a pause, I continued, "But we must hold on even if we are afraid, because only when we persist can we make the North Korean people not afraid, the people of our motherland not afraid, and our relatives not afraid! Can you do it?"

"Yes!" The two new soldiers clenched their fists at the same time, as if they had made up their minds to fight the enemy to the end.

Only then did I realize that my tone of speaking had become almost the same as the ideological work done by the current instructor and political commissar. Perhaps this is the so-called "those who are close to the red and those who are close to the ink are black"! After staying in this era for a long time, under the dye of ears and eyes, I was unknowingly assimilated by them...

"Chief of Staff! Chief of Staff..." At this time, several shouts from Li Baocheng and Li Feng came from the position.

"Here!" I answered.

After a while, Li Baocheng and Li Feng ran to me. Seeing that I was fine, they both breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

Li Baocheng said in a slight tone: "Chief of Staff, why did you come here? We all thought you were back to the tunnel!"

"Yes! Chief of Staff!" Li Feng also agreed: "This place is too dangerous, and it is more appropriate for the Chief of Staff to return to the tunnel!"

"What kind of tunnel is from the tunnel!" I couldn't help feeling impatient: "I've been squatting in the tunnel for more than ten days, and it's rare to move my muscles and bones. Are you still asking me to go back to the tunnel?"

"Li Feng!" I did not allow them to object, and immediately ordered: "Immediately strengthen the defense of position No. 8, and never let this position fall into the hands of the puppet army, otherwise the positions we occupied will be stolen one by one by the enemy!"

"Yes!" Li Feng agreed without thinking.

"How do you want to strengthen?" I asked again.

"This..." Li Feng obviously didn't expect me to ask this question. After a moment of silence, he quickly replied: "Organize personnel to build fortifications, increase observation posts, and promptly notify the troops in the tunnel to come up for reinforcements when the positions are reduced!"

I was silent for a while, then leaned out and pointed to No. 1, which was filled with smoke from the No. 8 position, and said: "Look, the two positions stationed by the enemy happened to attack our No. 8 position. Moreover, the puppet army also set up a large number of recoilless cannons and mortars to assist in these two positions. No matter how thick the fortifications we built with sacks, they would not be able to withstand their recoilless cannons!"

"Is that?" I pointed to the fragments of sacks that had become rags around me and said, "Last night, the soldiers built fortifications overnight, and as soon as they started fighting, they were beaten up by the puppet army in a disastrous manner!"

"Then..." Li Feng thought for a while and replied: "Chief of Staff, do you think we should press back those two high grounds?"

"Not good!" Li Baocheng shook his head and said, "We are not strong enough, and it is not appropriate to attack the puppet army's positions. Moreover, it is still during the day. Doing so will cause us great casualties. At that time, I am afraid that I will not be able to defend it anymore! Besides, there are as many positions under the control of the puppet army, and they are crisscrossed. In order to avoid being attacked by the puppet army, we are under the attack of other positions, so doing this cannot solve the problem!"

"Well! Corps Li is right!" Li Baocheng's analysis convinced Li Feng, but this cannot be blamed for Li Feng. He is not familiar with the terrain and position of Shangganling, and he will inevitably make wrong judgments.

"Can other positions provide fire support for position No. 8?" I asked: "If four or five mortars impose fire suppression on position No. 1 and position No. 7, then the pressure on position No. 8 will be much less!"

"Chief of Staff..." Li Feng shook his head helplessly and said, "The No. 3 main peak position can provide fire support to other positions, but the area is small, and the arrangement of two mortars seems crowded. The No. 9 position is attacked by enemies on three sides, and the battle with the enemy is very fierce. There is no way to provide support to other positions. The No. 10 position is easier and is only attacked by enemies from the front, but it must provide support to No. 9 position to relieve the pressure on No. 9 position, otherwise No. 9 position is likely to be out of protection. So..."

Although Li Feng did not finish his words, I also understood that under the fierce attack of the enemy, all other positions were unable to take care of themselves and could no longer provide fire support to position No. 8.

But what can I do now? Position No. 8 is like the weakness of our army's position. It cannot be lost, and fortifications cannot be built. Position No. 8 is not very big, and at most it can only be arranged to garrison a dozen people. If there are more people and one secret, they will be bombed by the enemy's mortars...

"The enemy is coming!" The shouts of a soldier immediately made everyone on the position nervous.

I poked my head out and saw another company of puppet troops coming up. They were all wearing green clothes, steel helmets, guns, and grenades hanging around my waist, surging up like waves. The No. 1 and No. 7, which made me feel very troubled, had several black muzzles coming out to look at us.

"Everyone is here!" With my order, Li Baocheng and Li Feng responded and ran back to their own positions. The soldiers were also ready to block the enemy.

I also leaned out from behind the big bluestone and pointed the muzzle at the puppet army who was about to rush up. But for some reason, I felt that the puppet army's movements were a bit strange this time. Their movements were very slow and there seemed to be no intention to rush up. Some of them rushed fast and deliberately stopped to tie their shoelaces or fiddled with something...

Could it be... there is a fraud?

As soon as my mind arose, I heard a roar. The puppet army fired at the No. 1 position and No. 7 position. Before I could prepare, a huge fire wall broke out in front of the position, and the dark red poisonous fire rushed towards our position like a tide.

Not good! It's a firebomb!

I hurriedly shrank behind the stone, and curled up into a ball without thinking.

With a "huh!", a wave of heat rushed over. First, there was a burnt smell and gasoline smell, followed by the suffocation of the air being drained, which made me feel dizzy and nauseous!

The screams soon reached my ears. I looked up and saw that the No. 8 position was already a sea of ​​fire, and there were struggling firemen everywhere. They were soldiers who had just come to reinforce from the tunnel. Before they could even shoot a few shots, they were lit by the enemy's incendiary bombs. They were wailing and rolling, and some of them were waving their arms and running around, and finally there was no sound. There were only balls of fireworks and burnt corpses left on the position...

I closed my eyes and couldn't bear to see all this again. I suddenly felt a severe headache. When I reached out and touched it, a burning pain made me realize that my hat had caught fire at some point, and my hair was creaking. I quickly took off the hat and threw it on the ground. Then I found that my back was also on fire!

Because Li Feng arranged an observation post behind the position, more than a dozen reinforcements rushed up at the entrance of the tunnel. After I put out the flames on my body, they also entered the position. Seeing this situation, the soldiers did not speak. They all gritted their teeth and waved their engineer shovels with their faces and swung their flames on the positions and corpses, and quickly entered the combat position.

There was a large area of ​​unextinguished fire in front of the position. When the wind blew, the fireworks made a whirring sound.

The fireheads had not yet been destroyed, so they naturally had no way to rush up, so they rushed to our position. The shock waves generated by the explosion lifted up the soil and stones and hit me on my body and face, but I didn't pay any attention.

Through the scope on the rifle, I observed the No. 1 and No. 7 positions in the smoke below without moving.

As long as these two positions are still there, the misfortune just now will happen again.
Chapter completed!