Chapter 154: Battle of Mapingli (Sixth)

After repelling the Turkish Brigade, I took the time to count the number of people and found that there were only fifty people left, including the wounded soldiers. In fact, all the soldiers who were fighting on the front line were injured in knife wounds of varying sizes, and there was no difference between wounded and non-injured soldiers at this time. But for some reason, I was not as negative as when there were more people at the beginning, and even more intimidated. Perhaps it was the suicide counterattack of the wounded soldiers who ignored their lives and death that made me see their strength and understand what kind of team I had! So now I am more confident and courageous, and even without doubt that when the savages of the Turkish Brigade attacked, we would defeat them again, even if there was only the last person left.

"Deputy Battalion Commander Cui!" Battalion Commander Li walked to me. His left hand had three fingers cut off, and he had bandaged it. I could almost imagine the enemy's scimitar slid down along Battalion Commander Li's submachine gun, and then his three fingers fell to the ground. But I also knew that the enemy would definitely not be able to ask for it, otherwise Battalion Commander Li would not stand here now.

"Deputy Battalion Commander Cui!" Battalion Commander Li must have not participated in many actual combat. At this time, he fought a bad battle as soon as he came up, which made him a little uncomfortable. At this time, his face looked a little pale, his lips were trembling, and he said to me hesitantly: "Didn't our mission be to stay in Mapingli for one day? Then our reinforcements..."

Upon hearing this, I couldn't help but smile bitterly, remembering Captain Pang's order: "Hold on your side for a day, and we will retreat to Mapingli in one day and meet you!", "If we haven't retreated to Mapingli in one day, you can retreat north! Don't come back."

I looked at the light white sky in the east. If we counted based on the time we arrived in Mapingli, it would be a whole day, but there was no trace of the 180th Division, and no volunteer army approached us.

Will they come? I don’t know, nor can I be sure, because in history they also had the intention to retreat to Mapingli, and the military headquarters also had the order to let the 180th Division retreat to Mapingli, but less than half an hour after they marched towards Mapingli, the military headquarters again ordered "garrison on the spot", so they had to turn back halfway. After hesitating for a while, Mapingli fell, and the 180th Division was soon surrounded by the enemy.

That should have happened a day ago, but now I am here for a whole day, a day that has not happened in history. Will the 180th Division come? I am not sure, because I don’t know if the military headquarters will continue to issue absurd orders, and at the same time, I don’t know if the division commander will continue to execute those absurd orders.

What I know is that as long as the 180th Division does not come, I will not choose to retreat.

"Battlefield Commander Li!" Thinking of this, I turned to Battalion Commander Li and said, "We are already surrounded by the enemy. Now we cannot retreat even if we want to retreat. Moreover, most of us are wounded soldiers. If we break through, we may not be able to break even if we pay a heavy price. It is better to stick to the comrades here waiting for the 180th Division to retreat and meet us. What do you think?"

This principle is actually very simple. Our life and death are actually connected to the 180th Division. Without the 180th Division, we will always be wiped out one day if we continue to fight like this. The 180th Division also needs us to nail it here so that the US military will not cut off their retreat to form a four-sided encirclement to them.

"Yeah!" Battalion Commander Li nodded and said with a hint of embarrassment: "I understand these principles too, but we are now..."

As he said that, Battalion Commander Li paused, turned around and looked at the few soldiers in the tunnel, all with wounds on their bodies and said, "The soldiers have not had a rest for too long. They are so tired, and they are all with wounds. I'm afraid they won't be able to stay for long!"

"Stay as long as you can!" I was helpless. I didn't have a good rest for a few days and nights, and I was so sleepy that I could hardly open my eyelids, and my head was like a ball of paste. The soldiers must not be much better. So, several soldiers fell asleep on the trenches just after they sat down. Moreover, the US military would not give us a chance to rest. If we continue like this, we would be exhausted to death.

"There are those ammunitions!" Battalion Commander Li is worthy of being a logistics officer. At this time, he looked at the trunk full of explosives and said, "We have worked hard to transport these things and detonate them like this... What a pity!"

"Um!" I was stunned when I heard this. Commander Li was really right. It was really not worth it to detonate it like this. After thinking about it, he said to Commander Li: "Before dawn, let the soldiers bury those explosives, shells, etc. immediately in our trenches, and the positions on the reverse slope should also be buried!"

"Embed the explosives in our own positions?" Battalion Commander Li was shocked when he heard this: "Deputy Commander Cui, then we are still sitting on the explosives and fighting the enemy. What if the enemy's shells are detonated..."

"So let you bury it deeper!" I said a little impatiently: "The depth is based on the fact that it will not be detonated by the enemy's artillery fire. Then connect it with leads. The leads must be pulled all the way to the vicinity of the 273.1 high ground!"

"Yes!" Battalion Commander Li responded and quickly called the soldiers who had just fallen asleep. Then the soldiers dug the pits, carried the explosives, and quickly started to drive.

I'm not worried that the Americans will notice our actions. They will think they are building fortifications and transporting shells into the trenches one by one. No matter who fights, they will do this, but what they don't know is that we buried all the explosives and shells.

The sky gradually became brighter. If the night was a friend of the Volunteer Army, then the daylight could be considered half of the enemy of the Volunteer Army, especially in such a clear and sunny day. In such weather, the enemy's long-range weapons such as airplanes, tanks, cannons can show off their power in front of the Volunteer Army.

As the soldiers had premonitioned, the Americans did not give us any rest time. When the first sunlight in the east just shone on the soldiers' tired faces, the enemy's artillery fire also sounded. The cannon sound passed tightly, and the rumbling sound and the vibration from the ground made my eyelids sink in waves, and I almost fell asleep, which gave me the illusion of sitting on a crowded and hustle bus in modern times.

I shook my head desperately to wake myself up because I heard from the soldiers that many soldiers who slept like this with the sound of cannons found that they could no longer hear any sound after sleeping. This may be because after sleeping, the muscles in the body also relaxed, and the muscles in the ears also rested and lost their self-protection function! So I still forced myself to pull off some cotton wool from the lining of the cotton coat and stuffed it into my ears. Then I tilted my head without caring about anything, leaning against the wall of the tunnel and was confused...

Anyway, I was surrounded by comrades, and they would soon tell me as soon as the war started, as long as they were not all sleeping unconscious like me...

I was woken up by the soldiers beside me, and opened my awkward and tingling eyes. I soon realized that the enemy had stopped shelling. I couldn't help but complain in my heart, why don't these Americans fight more? It's better to fight for a day, so that I can sleep well.

It's funny to think about it. When I first came to this world, I was scared to death by the small-caliber artillery of the puppet army, but now I can sleep well under the large-caliber heavy artillery of the Americans, and I hope they can fight for a longer time.

I ran to the position with a gun and looked down. There were a lot of people below, with more than a thousand people. Under the cover of dozens of tanks, I slowly approached our position. These tanks were used by the US military for a night to build a road nearby before they could transfer them! It would be impossible for the US military to charge without these iron lumps.

If you look carefully, the Americans' offense this time was a little different from usual. The troops they attacked this time were divided into three battalions, divided into three left, middle and right routes to attack our position. The left and right routes were the US troops, while the middle route was the Turkish Brigade.

These Americans really look down on us. They used more than a thousand people and dozens of tanks to deal with more than fifty wounded soldiers, and it was a combination of Turkish brigades and US military. This seemed to be a combination of barbarism and modernization, and used modern equipment to cover the barbaric Turks and rushed up to fight with us.

Of course, our fifty wounded soldiers will not be their opponents, but I know that this high ground is destined to be the sad place for these enemies...

"Swoosh, swoosh..." A few sounds, several Bazuka rockets came straight to the soldiers' positions with several white tails. Then there was a loud bang, and a raging fire ignited in front of the position. Then the mortars and tank guns also blasted in a burst, causing only the earth and rocks in front of the position to fly, and there were many corpses mixed in.

It should be said that the rocket launcher equipped by the US military at this time was not advanced, because it equipped a large number of puppet troops in the early days of the Korean War. However, because of its small caliber and short range, the armor-piercing bombs launched were almost useless to the t34 tanks of the Korean People's Army. It is said that when the People's Army attacked, a t34 tank of the People's Army actually hit a company of twenty-two rockets and could still be activated.

However, because this thing is shoulder-mounted, it can be quickly loaded and fired as long as two people cooperate, and the combat rate of fire can reach ten rounds per minute. Therefore, it is not good to fight tanks, but it is a powerful tool for assisting when infantry charges.

"Fight!" With the order, the soldiers opened fire. This time the enemy was at least five or six hundred meters away, and I gave the order to start the war, because this time, I didn't want to hold on or fight back the enemy...

In fact, the distance of five or six hundred meters is very suitable for machine gun strafing in the hands of the volunteers, because the weapons in the hands of the US military are difficult to play a role at such a long distance. The range of the m3 submachine gun is only 200 meters, and the US military holding the submachine gun can be ignored directly; although the theoretical range of m1 is more than 700 meters, few people can hit the enemy at a distance of five or six hundred meters. Of course, in addition to the sniper rifle equipped with a scope like me; the 60mm Bazuka is famous for its poor accuracy, and can only blow up randomly at this distance; only the US military's m1919 heavy machine gun and the m2 heavy machine gun on the tank can pose a threat to our army on the ground, but due to angle issues, the attack is nothing more than the soil layer in front of the trenches of the soldiers.

On the other hand, the range of light machine guns and heavy machine guns in their hands is close to one thousand meters. Although there is a problem of insufficient accuracy, large-scale bullets can still defeat many enemies if they continue to shoot. However, Americans won because of this time, with the cover of tanks. As soon as the volunteers opened fire, they huddled behind the tank and did not come out. The machine gun bullets of the Volunteer Army hit the "Sheerman" and "Penshing", making jingling sounds like a gong, splashing everywhere.

So without waiting for my order, the soldiers had to stop this kind of bullet-squandering attack, and watched helplessly as the enemy rushed to the high ground under the cover of the tank, and drove to the foot of the mountain where the tank could not drive.

"Retreat!" At this moment, I ordered to the soldiers: "Give up the position and withdraw the 273.1 Highland as fast as possible!"

Hearing this, the soldiers who were preparing to shoot at the enemy couldn't help but burst into tears. Some soldiers shouted at me in confusion: "Deputy Battalion Commander Cui, this position is for the soldiers to take their lives..."

"Execute the command!" I ordered without saying a word.

"Yes!" Although many soldiers did not understand, they still responded, put away their weapons and ammunition, and hugged their waists and retreated toward the 273.1 Highland.

I raised the rifle in my hand and shot all the eight bullets in the gun chamber at the US military that was about to rush up. In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen Americans fell down. This move quickly made the Americans realize that there were snipers on it, so they all lay on the ground and dared not move.

The effect of hitting an enemy with ten bullets is completely different from hitting two enemies with one bullet. If you hit one ten bullets, the enemy will not be afraid of hearing the sound of gunfire and will rush up in a flash; but if one bullet can hit one or two, the psychological pressure on the enemy will make them dare not make a head-on bird.

I looked at the US military lying all over the ground below with satisfaction. After loading a new magazine for my rifle, I retreated behind the troops.

I ran down the high ground along the traffic trench, and from a distance, I heard fierce gunfire from Highlands 259 and Highlands 273.1. I think these Americans also attacked three highlands at the same time. They crossed a wide area of ​​hundreds of meters and climbed up for a while, and successfully retreated from Highlands 273.1 before the US military caught up.

"What's wrong, Deputy Battalion Commander Cui?" As soon as he saw our Hu Zi, he couldn't wait to ask: "Can't defend the position anymore?"

"No!" I shook my head: "Huzi, prepare a few people, wait to rush up with me and take back the position!"

"Finish!" Hu Zi responded without thinking and quickly called several volunteer soldiers.

"How many people?" Cui Zhenyou was stunned when he heard this. He looked at the more and more US and Turkish soldiers on the 307.3 Highlands and asked in confusion: "There are at least hundreds of enemies above, so just a few people will take back the position?"

Before he finished speaking, he heard a burst of machine guns and mortars coming from the 307.3 Heroes were not idle. They just occupied the 307.3 He couldn't wait to take advantage of the favorable terrain and beat us up.

Since the 307.3 Height is facing directly behind the backside fortifications of the 259 Height and the 273.1 Height, and the distance between the several high grounds is also very close, the sound of cannons rumbling, bullets and shrapnel flying around, and the explosion made the volunteer soldiers unable to raise their heads.

"Light, hurry up!" I quickly ordered Battalion Commander Li.

Although Battalion Commander Li couldn't hear what I was shouting about in the sound of gunfire, he also understood what I meant. He ran down the mountain in two steps, blazed a stone, and quickly found the lead, and ignited it without saying a word.

But at this moment, a loud bang was heard, and a shell exploded beside Captain Li, lifting him into the air, and then fell heavily to the ground.

I quickly jumped out of the trench and ran to Battalion Commander Li in the fire, and pulled his hand, but unexpectedly his entire arm was broken. I felt cold in my heart and never dared to try other parts of his body. I used all my strength to hug him and ran back.

The shells were roaring beside me, and the machine gun bullets were shooting strings of soil at my feet. I could even feel the airflow of the bullet on my trousers, and I felt that it was being pulled by someone and that was being pulled by someone. Later I realized that it was the bullet that had been punched several holes in the cotton coat. This was the benefit of losing weight. The cotton coat had several holes broken and I was not injured...

After finally running to the trench, he slowly placed Captain Li in the trench with the help of several comrades. At this time, he was already twitching with blood all over his body.

"Deputy Commander Cui, Deputy Commander Cui..." Battalion Commander Li shouted intermittently. I couldn't hear what he was saying in the sound of cannons, so I had to put my ears up until I felt the heat from his mouth that I vaguely heard him say: "Tell me, teach me how to shoot, kill the Japanese..."

I felt sad, and I gritted my teeth and nodded slowly. When I raised my head and looked at Captain Li again, I was no longer angry. He still had a relaxed smile on his face, as if he had fulfilled his thoughts.

I held back my tears and just looked at Captain Li blankly. This is how I lived and died. Sometimes, although I only met for a day, I was like an old friend I had been dating for decades!
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