Chapter 18: The Battle of Jiulongjiang (2) (This chapter is free)

At noon, the trenches, explosives, and mines were all ready, and they were waiting for the enemy to arrive. The surroundings were terrible, and there was no sound except the sound of wind and the flowing water of Longxing River. Since we ran away from the artillery regiment of the pseudo-6th Division, we have not seen any movement from the enemy for several hours. We have not even seen a reconnaissance plane, and we do not know what the enemy is thinking.

I leaned against the trench, grabbed a few handfuls of fried noodles from the dry food bag, and poured them into my mouth and chewed them carefully. Not to mention, the taste was really good, it was a little less. Although it was three days, I almost finished eating it. If I hadn't been to replenish some energy for war now, I wouldn't have been willing to eat it.

After swallowing the dry fried noodles, I grabbed a few handfuls of snow and stuffed them into my mouth. The coldness of the snow water melted made my tongue lose consciousness. In fact, from the latitude, North Korea is still in temperate, but the temperature is so low because of the high altitude. The annual average temperature is only 1-2 degrees Celsius. It is only the end of October that it is cold. In December and January, can the thin cotton coat on this body keep the cold? No wonder there is a saying: Volunteer soldiers will die of one person on the battlefield, and three will freeze to death on the battlefield.

"There is a situation!"

"Airplane, plane... hide quickly!"

Looking into the sky with the eyes of his comrades, a huge group of aircraft flew in neat formations like geese, with roughly twenty aircraft flying in this direction.

I cried out in my heart, but I knew that the waters around North Korea were all shallows, and the US aircraft carrier could only park dozens of nautical miles away. These aircraft flew from the aircraft carriers from afar, and they had such a large scale, which means that the enemy knew our location very well, and had made careful and detailed plans to win in one battle.

"What else are you looking at? Hidden!" Seeing that I was still stunned outside the trench, the old squad leader pulled me into the single air-raid shelter and then hid himself.

"Woo..." With strange screams, the fleet that seemed to be far away just now flew over us in a short while. Bombs fell from the sky with a harsh roar, and at the same time, the enemy's cannons also opened fire. With the shocks after wave, the high ground immediately fell into a sea of ​​fire. In an instant, the strange screams, explosions, trees breaking, and machine gun strafing sounds. I hid in the narrow air raid shelter, and only felt wavering after wave, and the sand on my head kept falling down, making me feel that I was at risk of being buried alive at any time.

What is the enemy's plan? Since the enemy has long known our location, why are we still giving us a chance to breathe? Why are we still giving us time to build fortifications? Do they not take these fortifications seriously?

I frowned and thought, according to the American convention, what I like most is sea, land and air combat. There are only rivers and seas here, that is land and air coordination? Does that mean the enemy's ground troops...

Ah! The reason why the enemy waited until this time to attack was because the puppet 6th Division retreated here. If I had expected it, the enemy's reinforcements must have arrived. While the planes and cannons were bombing, the puppet 6th Division and the reinforcements on the ground attacked from the south and north at the same time. The volunteers were in danger this time!

Thinking of this, I immediately realized that the key to this battle was the inconspicuous stone bridge. If the stone bridge was occupied and defended by the enemy, then there would be nothing that could withstand so many enemies attacking at the same time.

At this time, I deeply regretted why I advised the company commander to blow up the bridge later. If the enemy planes exploded when they appeared, or the enemy would blow up before they appeared, then there would not be so many variables in this battle. At this time, not only did the pseudo-Sixth Division have a way out, but the volunteer soldiers would soon face more than ten times the enemy's attack from north to south.

I poked my head out with deep guilt and went to the stone bridge to see. Several volunteer soldiers who were originally arranged to be bombed near the stone bridge had already fallen in a pool of blood. The blood stinged my eyes and also hurt my guilty heart. Four or five wild horse fighter jets were hovering over the stone bridge. Once a volunteer army was found rushing towards the stone bridge, they immediately dived or dropped bombs... At this time, several tanks turned around at the bend several miles north, and teams of infantry were vaguely followed behind...

After that, I ignored the continuous explosions nearby and collapsed into the trenches. Once these tanks and these infantry occupied the stone bridge, there was nothing that could stop the puppet army from attacking the volunteer army from the north and south. Not to mention preventing the 6th Puppet Division from escaping, I was afraid that the 354th Regiment would be gone.

"Second Class 2, squad Three are on the way together!" Amid the bombing, Zhang Shuguo shouted in his already hoarse voice: "At any cost, I must blow up the stone bridge!"

"Yes! Ensure the task is completed!"

More than 20 soldiers from the two squads, no one said anything more, carried the explosive bag, the grenade jumped out of the trenches and ran towards the stone bridge under the high ground.

With a "boom", the two soldiers were thrown high, and they were divided into several parts in the sky. When they fell to the ground, they could no longer see any human shadow, leaving only broken limbs and broken arms and a bright red blood.

The rest of the warriors rushed to the ground without any loss. At this time, in their eyes, there was only a stone bridge and no life. Because they knew very clearly that when they jumped out of the trench, there was no chance of survival. All they had to do was to exchange their lives for a blown stone bridge.

Only in this way can we have hope to block the reinforcements of the puppet army south of Longxing River; only in this way can we encircle the sixth puppet division north of Longxing River; only in this way can the 354th Regiment not be wiped out!

"For the motherland, for the people! Rush..."

"Run..."

The screams of more than a dozen people were so clear and bright even in the shocking sound of bombing. The puppet troops who were getting closer and closer across the stone bridge were also stunned by the momentum of the volunteers. They all looked at the group of desperate warriors, their eyes full of admiration and fear.

"Dadada..." A Mustang fighter screamed and dived downward. Six machine guns on the wings fired at the same time. The 12.7mm bullets fired a string of snowflakes several meters high on the snow. The snowflakes were like a man-eating monster, instantly swallowing five volunteer soldiers.

The remaining more than ten volunteer soldiers did not retreat at all for the sacrifice of their comrades. They sometimes lay down and sometimes walked away, flexibly avoiding several bombings and strafings from enemy planes to the foot of the mountain. As long as they ran through a gap of one mile away, they could throw out explosive packs or grenades in their hands and detonate the explosive placed on the stone bridge.

I couldn't help but clenched my fists and looked at everything in front of me nervously. If the stone bridge could be successfully blown up, then these more than 20 soldiers would not die in vain.

But suddenly a Mustang fighter jet dived down and dropped two bombs. With a bang, a sea of ​​fire became a half-mile in front of the stone bridge!
Chapter completed!