Chapter 107 Smoke Bomb

The next day, I woke up amid the sound of bombing from the US military.

In fact, the US military's bombing on us has never stopped. There is no need to say much about the attack. The US artillery can pour tens of thousands of shells into our two small highlands within an hour. When there is no attack, in order to block the logistics supply line of our army, they also kept firing artillery in the valley between Wusheng Mountain and Shangganling. This is also the reason why there is smoke in the Shangganling every day and the sky is dark.

I am not used to this kind of battlefield life, and at night I will be so clamored by the sound of cannons that I can't fall asleep. In the end, I can only use the old method - stuffing cotton into my ears to solve the problem. Anyway, I also know that the US military will never dare to launch an attack at night. In addition, if there is anything, the telephone soldier next to me will wake me up, so I lie in bed and sleep for a while.

But unexpectedly, shortly after falling asleep, he was awakened by the shocks coming from the ground. He took out his pocket watch to check the time. It was almost dawn again, and the US military was preparing for artillery fire again. However, the intensity of this time seemed not as strong as yesterday. Maybe the US artillery soldiers were all weak! Or maybe they clearly realized that there was no fortification worth destroying except a scorched earth on it. This artillery fire preparation was to strengthen their courage and cheer for the charge that followed.

Sit up from the bed, picked up a broken step and wiped the rifle in his hand. The sound of bombing was still coming from outside the tunnel, followed by the sound of shocks around and the earth and rocks that were shaken off above the head. Even the kerosene lamps hanging on the walls of the tunnel were lit and dark because of this vibration.

Such bombardment made me feel like I was in the cabin. This tunnel was a small boat. The earth and rocks outside the tunnel were sea water, and the shells were storms. They were roaring and shaking desperately outside, and tried their best to sink and break our small boat...

In modern information, I know that the US military successively invested more than 1,600 light and heavy artillery pieces in this battle, and also used 3,000 aircraft and 170 tanks. The enemy side alone poured more than 1,900,000 artillery shells and more than 5,000 bombs into the two small hills of Shangganling, with a maximum of more than 300,000 shells a day, and each square meter of land had to withstand the bombardment of 76 artillery shells (bombs).

It is said that after the war, someone picked up a handful of soil on the land of Shangganling and found dozens of shrapnel of various sizes.

"Chief of Staff..." At this time, Instructor Qin led a soldier to me and reported: "Xiao Zhao is back, I will report to you if you have something to do!"

"Um!" Hearing this, I stopped the movement in my hand and looked at the soldier behind Instructor Qin. It was indeed Xiao Zhao, so I hurriedly asked: "How is it? It's okay along the way! What instructions does Captain Zhang have?"

Xiao Zhao is the correspondent I sent out to contact Captain Zhang. Because we have restored our superficial positions tonight, the enemy's blockade against us can only be limited to the fire blockade in the valley for the time being. This is the easiest time for our supply line, so I took this opportunity to contact the regiment headquarters more.

"Report to the Chief of Staff! Everything is fine!" Xiao Zhao saluted me and said, "Captain Zhang carefully studied the Chief of Staff's combat plan, and also reported the situation of Shangganling and the Chief of Staff's thoughts to the Division Headquarters. The Division Headquarters also agreed to the Chief of Staff's combat plan. The Division Headquarters also asked me to tell the Chief of Staff that not only the 135th Regiment, but all our divisions and the entire army organized a small team to transport materials to Shangganling. The army and division organized artillery maneuvers towards Shangganling and formed an artillery command post to command in a unified manner; it also established a rear supply agency to strengthen logistics support. In addition to the original reserve of ammunition, it would add 8,000 grenades and a three-month supply reserve for each company, and actively organized ammunition, food and drinking water to the tunnel. The Division Headquarters also planned to draw several companies from the 134th Regiment to assist us in launching a counterattack!"

"That's great!" Instructor Qin clenched his fists excitedly and said, "With these words from the division commander, why are we afraid of these American devils? This time we must teach these American imperialists a lesson!"

Upon hearing this, I couldn't help but smile bitterly. Instructor Qin still thought of the battle too simply. But he can't blame him. If it were normal, the two 3.7 square kilometers of high ground under his feet received full assistance from a division, then there would be no worries.

But I know that reality is far more cruel than Instructor Qin imagined. Although the division headquarters agreed to give us support and supplies, whether these supplies can be delivered and how much they can be delivered is still a big question. Moreover, we cannot get real-time contact with the rear, and we cannot achieve infantry and artillery coordination at all. We can only fight with the artillery that supports us...

After thinking about it, I ordered: "Xiao Zhao, before dawn, you should go back and report to Captain Zhang immediately. The counterattack time tomorrow night is scheduled to be at 2:00 a.m., for half an hour of artillery fire preparation, and then the artillery fire extends, and we will rush out of the tunnel! And... At 9:00 this morning, the artillery fire covers all positions on the 597.9 highland and 537.7 highland. Don't take long, ten minutes will be enough!"

"Architecture fire covers all positions?" Xiao Zhao couldn't help but look at me in confusion. He suspected that he had heard it wrong: "Chief of Staff, nine o'clock artillery fire covers all the positions? Wasn't it still in our hands at that time?"

"If you ask you to go, go, why do you ask so much?"

"Yes!" Xiao Zhao stood up and turned around and was about to leave, but before he could take a few steps, he was stopped by me again.

"Xiao Zhao!" I then ordered: "A few more people should convey this order. We must successfully send the information to Captain Zhang. This is directly related to whether our counterattack will win tomorrow. Do you understand?"

"I understand!" Xiao Zhao responded, and called a few people like a gust of wind. After explaining a few words, he plunged into the smoke outside the tunnel.

"Chief of Staff..." After Xiao Zhao left, Director Qin asked in confusion: "Tomorrow will be set to counterattack at 2 a.m. I know that the US military has the experience of being counterattacked by us last night, so they will definitely not sleep all night to guard against us. We set the time to two a.m., which is exactly when they are waiting for the crowd, but at 9 a.m. this morning, the firepower covers all the high ground..."

"Instructor Qin!" I didn't explain much, and ordered directly: "Transfer the order. The original order to stay in each high ground for four hours will be changed to 8:40 and all of them will be withdrawn into the tunnel!"

"Yes!" Instructor Qin listened to my order and quickly understood what was going on. He immediately picked up the phone and conveyed the order to the company commanders of each company.

Speaking of which, although Shangganling has basically lost contact with the Five Sacred Mountains, the calls between the 597.9 Highlands and the 537.7 Highlands are still very smooth, because there is a tunnel for interconnectedness between the 597.9 Highlands and the 537.7 Highlands. The telephone soldiers just pull the telephone line into the tunnel, and no matter how the Americans fire the cannon, they don’t have to worry about the telephone line being blown off.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but shout in my heart that if I had known this, I would have dug all the passages to the Five Sacred Mountains behind. This is only one thousand meters away from the Five Sacred Mountains? If there is such a passage, such as communication, food, medicine and ammunition, then there are still as many as there are in the rear, and it can be transported up to the level...

Just as the sound of cannon outside suddenly stopped, I grabbed my rifle and ran outside.

The hazy sky was shady and the entire high ground was wrapped in smoke like fog. There was no fresh air in the morning at all. Instead, there was a pungent smell of burnt smell, smell of gunpowder and blood everywhere.

I originally thought the air in the tunnel was mixed, but when I ran out, I found that it was not the case. Unprepared, I just ran out and took two deep breaths of such "fresh air". I couldn't help but choked and coughed for a while...

Damn! I couldn't help but curse, no wonder the air in the tunnel is so bad, it's like this outside the tunnel, how good is there!

But now I don’t have time to consider whether the air is good or bad, so I took the soldiers and climbed to the top of the mountain. It was so miserable along the way... I fought one day during the day and fought fiercely for a night at night. The positions were full of corpses that came and moved away without rushing. There were our army and the US army.

By the way, this is no wonder the Americans. No one would shout loudly when fighting for the high ground: "Wait! Give us some time to move the corpse! We will not be so stupid that the US military's shells have all blown up, and we will also stay on the position to blow the enemy because we want to move the corpse. This is the reality on the battlefield, and it is also a kind of helplessness!

So, the tens of thousands of shells of Americans were thrown at this, and what we saw on our feet was not as good as we stepped on. The broken limbs and arms were everywhere, and it was quite complete. Most of them were covered with blood and flesh, mixed with the charred soil like mud, and it was impossible to tell which part of the body was. As we walked, we became heavier and heavier. When we raised our feet, we saw that the blood and soil mixed together and stuck to a large piece of precipitated on the soles of the shoes, and there were also some rags in between...

What is a sea of ​​corpses and blood? I saw it today!

As soon as the soldiers climbed to the top of the mountain, they spread out tacitly into the divided positions. I led more than a dozen soldiers into position No. 9 of the 597.9 Highland.

At first, I was not very familiar with the positions on the two high grounds of Shangganling. If I had no marks on the map, I really couldn't tell which one was. But since I fought several battles on these positions and organized a counterattack, I quickly became familiar with these positions.

For example, position No. 8 is where a volunteer soldier saved my life; position No. 10 has a volunteer soldier who died with the enemy with a grenade, and position No. 4 is also there; position No. 2 attacked last night, and the platoon leader of the second platoon died there...

This is recorded, but what makes me feel a little sad is that these are the memories of blood and life!

I moved two stones to the position as a cover, and I set up a rifle on it and looked down at the mountain.

In the rolling smoke, the US military had already launched an attack on us under the cover of dozens of tanks. However, this time, they might have been beaten by us and did not dare to rush up as arrogantly as yesterday. Instead, they moved out of the same trick and covered each other and tentatively moved forward.

Looking at their brand new military uniforms, I knew that today's group of people were not the ones that attacked us yesterday, nor were they the ones that were attacked by us last night. It is said that the US military is more taboo to be killed by the enemy on the battlefield as a whole, so it usually replaces the troops when the troops suffer serious casualties. From this point of view, we were almost fighting yesterday.

The enemies slowly moved upwards, each of them leaned over, carefully holding the gun in their hands and facing the diagonally above.

"Pass the order!" Looking at the enemy getting closer and closer, I ordered to the soldiers beside me: "Save ammunition, and then fight after you see it!"

"Pass it down, save ammunition, and then fight after you see it!"

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The soldiers passed my orders one by one, but I felt helpless. In such a defensive battle, to deal with the enemy that rushed up like a tide, it was necessary to have the bullets. Saving ammunition means that the enemy had a better chance to rush to the position. Once the enemy rushed to the position, even if we could fight them again, casualties were inevitable. So my order was almost to exchange human lives for ammunition.

But what can we use now? If we let go of the attack, our ammunition will last for at most for an hour, and now it is only a little over six o'clock, so we can't hold on until the time to make a good bombardment.

The enemy slowly climbed up, and all kinds of equipment on their bodies collided with each other as their steps collided.

The enemy's attack this time was obviously prepared because they knew that they had placed their main attack on the No. 9 position where I was.

Position No. 9 is the gateway to the main peak of the 597.9 Highland. Its location is very important. As long as Position No. 9 is not lost, the 597.9 Highland can be kept. Moreover, Position No. 10 is on the right rear and Position No. 7 is on the left rear, which makes Position No. 9 a protruding position on the entire defensive front and is most vulnerable to the enemy's attack.

Just imagine that when the enemy attacks the entire line, if the No. 10 position and No. 7 position behind us have no time to provide firepower support, then the No. 9 position, the outcross, is likely to be attacked from the enemy on three sides.

Thinking of this, I didn't dare to wait any longer. I raised the rifle in my hand and pulled the trigger. A machine gunner carrying m1919 fell down in my sight.

The gunshots were the order! In an instant, the volunteer soldiers pulled the trigger at their respective selected targets. But because of my order to save ammunition, the gunshots were obviously not as fierce as yesterday.

Volunteer soldiers have been in a shortage of ammunition for a long time and insist on fighting against the enemy, so they are very clear about how to fight this ammunition-saving battle. Those holding rifles in their hands aim at it calmly before firing. The machine guns that can be fired continuously are changed to point-fires. Of course, this kind of fighting style can easily make the enemy rush up, but the soldiers are also ready. Several soldiers are specifically responsible for throwing grenades. Wherever the enemies rush faster, the grenades will be thrown at them.

The soldiers cooperated very tacitly, and only fought the enemies one after another and fell under our guns without any help. A few times saw the US military about to rush to our position, but was suppressed by grenades.

But the US military seemed to have also been thrust into our appetite. Our army's not strong firepower made them unwilling to retreat like this. So wave after wave of enemies rushed towards us like a tide under the cover of machine guns and tanks.

"Bang bang..." I quickly turned my target to the anti-aircraft machine gunner on the enemy tank.

The enemy's tank guns are not scary. In this battlefield filled with smoke and dust, the shooters in the tank cannot see clearly where the target is. Even if they see clearly, they dare not fire the gun because they are afraid of accidentally hurting their own people. Therefore, the tank guns are all irrelevant places to create momentum and help to cheer. But the anti-aircraft machine gunners above are very troublesome. Although we are hiding at a high place and those shooters cannot see us, the shooters can estimate the positions of the volunteer soldiers based on the ballistics and blue smoke produced by our army, and then they can start the machine gun and aim it at this position, and sweep it like a storm.

But what those shooters didn't expect was that they could determine the position of our army based on the ballistics, and I could do it too.

The battlefield shrouded in the smoke of gunpowder was very viscous, and the tanks at the foot of the mountain could vaguely see a contour, but the series of fire lights emitted by the anti-aircraft machine gun were very obvious. I would not be polite to them, and I started the rifle and pointed the fire lights at the fire lights and pulled the trigger. The anti-aircraft machine gun quickly disappeared.

At this moment, a few muffled sounds suddenly came from the foot of the mountain, and then several thick smoke columns emerged from our position. As soon as these smoke columns appeared, the smoke on the battlefield was compared.

"Gas bomb..."

"Popular gas bomb! Soldiers quickly cover their mouths and noses!"

I don’t know who called out, but the soldiers who were fighting the US military suddenly became in chaos.

Seeing this, I secretly called out a bad thing. The volunteer soldiers who had fought with Japan had suffered from the Japanese poison gas bombs, so when they encountered this situation, they would naturally think of poison gas bombs. But I knew that was not. The reason was very simple. If these were poison gas bombs, the US military in front of us would not continue to charge at us.

So, those smoke bombs are just smoke bombs that are used to disrupt our sight and prevent us from shooting properly...

"Comrades!" I hurriedly shouted: "That's not a poisonous gas bomb, don't let the enemy rush up! Hit hard!"

After I called out this, the soldiers quickly realized and raised their weapons in their hands and pulled the trigger at the enemy.
Chapter completed!