Chapter 164: Fight

The night finally arrived as expected. As usual, there was no star-moon light at the night of Shangganling that could penetrate the thick smoke and dust outside. There was only darkness in the sky that was as dull as it was pressed over the head. Occasionally there were a few lights, that were the flames emitted by the explosion or the flares fired by the US military.

Although such a dark night is not beautiful, it seems to be a beautiful scenery to me who has been waiting for a long time. Because of its arrival, it almost declared the failure of the US military.

The situation was better than I thought. I originally thought that it would be difficult for us to hold on until dark, but now, I am very happy to see that there are more than 30 soldiers who can live in the tunnel to enjoy this relaxed moment. There are also ten soldiers who are guarding the position. Although we know that most of the US troops will not launch an attack at night, we still cannot take it lightly. Otherwise, the results that were saved at such a great price during the day are likely to be burned clean at this night.

The soldiers were in a good mood. Although they were all so tired that their bones were about to fall apart and were injured, even me was no exception, but everyone had a smile on their faces that they had survived the disaster.

Some of them were taking care of the wounds with the help of the sanitary staff, and the intense battles left us without even time to bandage them; some were checking the guns in their hands and firing almost continuously all day, causing many weapons to be damaged, but because of the serious reduction in personnel, the guns and ammunition in the tunnel were enough for us to use; more were swallowing dry fried noodles one by one. Because of the shortage of staff, we were always on, so we didn’t even have time to eat and drink water on this day, and now we were all hungry.

I held the fried noodles in my right hand and stuffed them into my mouth, allowing the sanitary to wrap a few bandages on my left shoulder. During the battle, a shrapnel passed through my cotton coat and embedded it on my left shoulder. I was lucky. The sanitary told me that if the shrapnel was a few centimeters, it might be nailed to the artery on my neck. If this is the case, then for the simple medical conditions in the tunnel, it would be basically only to die.

I feel a little scared when I think about it now, but I don’t feel afraid at the time when I was injured. In fact, I don’t know when I was injured. Bullets flew around every moment on the battlefield, shells exploded, and splashed gravel and mud were hit. So I thought, I must have thought that the pain was hit by stones, so I didn’t care too much. Until now when I returned to the tunnel to sit down, I realized that my back was wet was not sweat but blood...

"How is it? It's nothing serious!" Guidance Qin, who was busy preparing food and water for the soldiers, asked the sanitation officer while handing me a glass of water.

"Report to the instructor! The shrapnel has been removed, so there is no big problem!" The health officer replied: "If you go to the battlefield again, you may be affected and the wound will crack. If it gets inflammation, it will be difficult to deal with. We don't have anti-inflammatory drugs!"

"Chief of Staff!" Hearing the words, Instructor Qin said to me in a reproachful tone: "Don't go to the battlefield, there is commander of Corps Li on it! There are still many things waiting for you to deal with in the tunnel..."

"Yes, Chief of Staff!" Li Baocheng also agreed: "With me being in charge of you...what else can you worry about..."

When he said this, Li Baocheng felt a little guilty, so that his words became weaker and weaker, and even his face turned red. I knew what Li Baocheng meant. The fact is that if I didn't command it, I would have no way to persevere until now with those 70 or so people.

Looking at Li Baocheng's appearance, I couldn't help but feel funny. People in this era are too good to lie, especially the soldiers around them who are fighting together in life and death. Are they lying? What is the intention of lying? They are all written on their faces and can be seen through it at a glance!

"What's this injury?" I smiled and said, "If you have the matter in the tunnel, you, Qin Commander, do you need to worry about me?"

"Chief of Staff, phone number!" As we were talking, the correspondent handed the walkie-phone to me.

"Comrade Cui Wei!" The voice of Captain Zhang came from the other end of the walkie-talkie: "You have fought very well! You have successfully completed the tasks assigned to you by the Party and the people. On behalf of your superiors, I thank you! In another hour, the comrades of the 12th Army will be reinforced in batches. If you do your job to receive the support, you can hand over the troops to them with confidence! You have been tired after fighting for so many years. It's time to come back and rest!"

"Captain Zhang!" I was stunned when I heard this, and replied without thinking: "The 537.7 Highland has not been recovered yet! Moreover, the comrades of the 12th Army are not familiar with the terrain, so someone should give them some advice on this! I suggest that I stay..."

"Stop talking! Execute the order!" Commander Zhang from the other end of the phone said firmly: "Leave the position to the 12th Army, and you will all withdraw and recover the 537.7 Highlands, leave it to the comrades of the 12th Army to consider!"

"Yes!" I had to stand up and respond when I heard this.

After handing the walkie-talkie back to the correspondent, he smiled self-deprecatingly and said, "Now! I just want to go to the battlefield but I can't get it!"

The soldiers did not respond when they heard this, but just quietly touched the gun in their hands and silently looked at the tunnels around them...

I know what they are thinking. They are reluctant to leave here, they are reluctant to leave the 597.9 highland that fights for and bleeds for. Some people may wonder that the environment here is so poor, lacks medical treatment, and corpses are everywhere. It can almost be said to be a purgatory on earth. There are even many soldiers who sacrifice here, injured or leave nightmares memories. What else is there worth our nostalgia?

But that's how it is. This high ground and this tunnel have become a deep imprint in our minds. The lives of countless comrades in our hands are left behind here, because countless touching deeds have happened here, because every inch of land here flows the blood of our volunteer soldiers...

This is why, when I heard Captain Zhang ask us to retreat just now, my first reaction was the reason for asking us to stay. I am very clear from modern times that in the Battle of Shangganling, the recovery of the surface position of the 537.7 highland was nothing compared to the 597.9 highland. There is no danger to defend on the 537.7 highland, so there is no big difficulty in conquering them. The difficulty is how to face the condescending firepower suppression from the south mountain of Zhuzidong and the south mountain of the 537.7 highland. But after the US military could not support such a large number of casualties and voluntarily withdrawing from the battle, it became a bit insignificant.

The reason I asked this is because at that moment I suddenly felt that I could not live without the 597.9 high ground, and it felt like I wanted to hand over the child I defended with my life to others. This felt ridiculous, because every day on Shangganling, I almost thought about when I could leave, and I was looking forward to someone taking over us. But at this moment, I felt reluctant and sad in my heart...

I think that at this moment, the soldiers' feelings were similar to mine, because there was silence in the tunnel, and the soldiers all said nothing, only the sound of cannons outside the position was still rumbling after wave.

"Chief of Staff!" After a while, Miao Huaizhi said in a muffled voice: "We are going back like this? Just hand over the position to others?"

"What else do you want?" Li Baocheng replied with a blank expression: "Can we have dozens of people defend our position? Can we not hand it over to others?"

There was another silence in the tunnel, and everyone grabbed the gun and said nothing.

"Everyone is there!" After a while, I stood up and said, "Be prepared for combat and prepare for the reinforcements! Complete the last mission assigned to us by the superiors!"

"Yes!" the soldiers responded, and everyone was busy in an instant. Some prepared ammunition, some were looking for flashlights, and some brought out a few bags of flour... Since the last time I used flour to guide the reinforcements, this method seemed to have become a routine.

It can be seen that the soldiers were not very enthusiastic about this task. The big reason is that this task is not difficult for us. The surface position is in our hands, which means that the US military cannot use machine gun fire to stop us from receiving reinforcements like before. All they can do is to block the fire with artillery fire, but this is another difficulty for reinforcements. We only need to wait near the tunnel entrance on the back slope and wait for reinforcements to guide them when they come up. By the way, this is still very necessary. Without our guidance, reinforcements who are not familiar with the terrain will find the tunnel entrance in this darkness where they are unable to see their fingers, unless they carry out a carpet-style search.

But it is obvious that this task is not dangerous, so I don’t care much about it. I only have the loneliness of replacing new people with old people. I just wait to complete this task casually and then withdraw it back.

But what I didn't expect was that things were far from as simple as I thought, nor as easy as the warriors thought...

"Bang bang..." Just as the soldiers gathered at the entrance of the tunnel and looked at the dark void outside the tunnel, several gunshots suddenly came from the position. These gunshots seemed so insignificant in the roar of shells, but they still aroused the alertness of me and the soldiers. This may be the innate sensitivity of the veterans, and we can always detect danger at the moment when the enemy arrives.

Li Baocheng looked at me for a while, and both of them noticed the surprise in each other's eyes. Will those Americans launch night attacks on us?

However, even if we felt the movement on the position, we still did not rush out immediately. Because we all knew that there were only a few more than forty people in all of us now, and we could not easily pull everyone to the position without knowing the situation. That would put us, the position, and even the reinforcements in danger.

So we waited quietly at the entrance of the tunnel, waiting...

"Bang bang..." There were a few more gunshots, and this time it became clearer. I could even be sure that it was the sound of the US carbine. Then there were the sound of machine guns and submachine guns.

Suddenly, a wounded volunteer soldier rushed in and we hurriedly helped him in!

"How is it? What's the situation?" At this moment, the first thing I asked was not his injury, but the situation on the battlefield.

This seems to be very tragic, but putting the overall situation first is always the unchanging rule on the battlefield. If we ask about the injury first, the soldier will probably come and take his last breath without rushing to report the situation, and then we will suffer greater casualties.

"Enemy..." The soldier reported intermittently: "The enemy is coming up, they can see..."

I felt like I was shocked by electric shock when I was stunned for a long time. The soldier's voice became weaker and weaker, and finally he was completely submerged in the sound of gunfire coming from outside. But it didn't matter, because I already understood what he was going to express.

Li Baocheng shook him anxiously and asked loudly: "Comrade, comrade, what can you see clearly?"

"Stop asking! I know!" I tightened the rifle in my hand and said, "The American devils came up with a night vision device, and they can see us!"

Night Vision Device, I should have thought that the US military would use the night Vision Device here. The 187th Airborne Regiment is a paratrooper unit, and their usual weapon is carbine. And for this elite unit, since the US military can equip them with the most advanced bulletproof vests of this era, it can naturally equip them with night Vision Device. But I naively thought that it would be safe as long as it was night...

"Night Vision!" Li Baocheng and the soldiers were all stunned when they heard this.

If it were in the past, the soldiers might not know what this thing was when they heard it, but a few months ago, after I forced a batch of carbines with night vision devices from the US military, the news that the US military had this thing spread throughout the volunteer army. So the soldiers also heard about night vision devices and its functions.

But I have heard of it. It was the first time they encountered this thing. They were stunned for a moment and didn't know what to do.

"Chief of Staff!" Li Baocheng asked, "What you mean by night vision is that the Americans can see us at this night?"

"What are you waiting for?" Before I could answer, Miao Huaizhi shouted as soon as he fucked the rifle in his hand: "The comrades on the position are fighting with the American devils! No matter what night vision he is, let's talk about it!"

"You can't just go up like this!" I grabbed Miao Huaizhi and ordered loudly: "Hurry up, bring the flares!"

"Yes!" The two soldiers responded and ran into the tunnel without saying a word.

After a while, we came out with two boxes of flares and launchers. We were stationed on the 597.9 Highlands. In order to prevent the enemy's night attack, flares are an indispensable weapon. Although most of the time is used by the US military, we also prepared a lot in our tunnels. Because most of the time, we usually attack the enemy's positions in the dark, so we rarely use them. Unexpectedly, it was also handy at this time.

"Get bayonet!" I ordered my rifle and ordered the two soldiers holding the flares: "You two are responsible for shooting flares to the top of the mountain. You can't stop at all, do you understand!"

"I understand!" the two soldiers responded and immediately climbed out of the tunnel and prepared to launch the flares.

"Flash!" With my order, two flares rose into the sky, and the entire position was immediately shrouded in pale and dazzling light.

"Kill!" I shouted, raised my rifle and rushed out of the tunnel entrance.

The top of the mountain was full of figures, and in the dazzling light and white smoke, people above could be seen vaguely fighting. It was obvious that the US military had already rushed to our position with night vision instruments, and was fighting with the volunteer soldiers guarding above.

Although I knew that most of them were US troops and enemies, because there were only ten volunteer soldiers we arranged on the positions. But I still didn't dare to shoot because under the light and smoke, I couldn't tell which ones were enemies and which ones were our own people. But I soon found that there was no need to distinguish them.

With a roar and a rising fire, the people who were struggling together were like they were thrown away by a giant, and then another roar came from another position...

"Kill!" I led the soldiers to rush towards the position as fast as possible. Not far from the top of the mountain, the soldiers tacitly divided into several routes and rushed towards different positions.

We know very well that as long as we are one second late, even if we are only one second, the enemy will likely take our position first, and their follow-up troops will continue to surge. At that time, just because we are still trying to defend the position, it can almost be said to be a fool.

Our only chance now is to take advantage of the moment when the soldiers fired grenades and died together with the enemy, and block the enemy under the position!

But it is obvious that the Americans are not fools. They also know that this is the key to victory or defeat, and they also know that they can seize the position as quickly as possible to seize the commanding heights. So when I led the soldiers to the top of the mountain, I had no choice but to find that a large number of US troops had appeared at the forefront of the position.

Seeing this, my heart sank, and I thought that I was still one step late and the position could not be defended. But at this time we had no way out, because at this time we retreated, except for being chased by the US military and being killed and injured, there seemed to be no other ending.

So I didn't stop at all, and still shouted loudly and rushed towards the enemy. The soldiers didn't stop either, followed me tightly without falling behind, and did not fall a single step!

"Grenade!" He shouted at me, holding the gun in one hand and touching the grenade bag at his waist with the other hand, pulled out a grenade and bit the string in his mouth, and threw it hard in the direction of the enemy and fell to the ground. The soldiers also tacitly pulled out the grenade and threw it towards the enemy.

"Boom..." With the continuous roar, the US military that had just rushed to the position was bombed into the sky before it could gain a foothold.

As soon as the sound passed, I led the soldiers to jump up from the ground and rushed towards the groups of enemies with bayonets.

In this direction, there were less than ten soldiers following me. I rushed towards the densely packed US troops with less than ten. I don’t know how tragic it was, because I was one of them at that time and I couldn’t see it…
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