Chapter 41 First Step on the Battlefield

In the evening, a bloody sunset floated in the fog not far above the horizon in the west, and the suffocating red stained the middle mountain that had just experienced a battle with blood-like color.

In front of the Xiaobeishan Zifeng position, there are craters blown by cannonballs everywhere. Large and small craters are covered with more than a dozen square kilometers of open space. The soil in some places is almost ploughed by cannonballs. After being infiltrated by a large amount of blood, people step on it and fall into a muddy instant.

The attacking troops of the devils have retreated, and the sound of gunfire on the battlefield gradually stopped. There were only one or two cold guns sporadically, which was the Japanese troops with a little physical strength remaining.

Xiaobeishanzifeng is located two kilometers northwest of Beishanzifeng. Standing on the position at the top of the mountain, you can see Beishanzifeng in the southeast. Now stationed in this position is the third battalion of the 217th Regiment of the 119th Brigade of the 29th Army.

There are corpses everywhere in front of the position. Looking around, it is as dense as the fallen wheat in the rural field.

Battalion commander Wang Changshun stood on the position. He has now become a blood gourd. He has his own enemies. The military uniforms full of smoke and blood have long been piece by piece, and his face is similar to that of the Kitchen Lord

Supporting his body with a big knife in his hand, Wang Changshun bent down and gasped. It took him a long time to take a breath. He howled in an extremely hoarse voice, "Sanying is alive, squeaking."

"I!"

"Bracks commander, I'm still alive!"

"Grandma, the little devil wants to kill me, in the next life."

After a moment, the response came faintly.

A wry smile appeared on Wang Changshun's face. It only took him a day and a night to fight in a camp of more than 500 people, and there were only about 200 people left, and more than two-thirds of the staff were reduced.

According to the previous regulations, such a high casualty rate has long been withdrawn and retired, but now it doesn't work. Xifengkou, Dongjiakou, Panjiakou, and even along the Great Wall in the west, such as Gubeikou, are in full swing everywhere. The strength of the 29th Army is already tight, and there is really no extra troops to support.

Therefore, his three battalions can only be nailed here. Even if there is only one person left in the battle, he will stop the devils in front of the Xiaobeishan Zifeng position and not let them take a step forward.

Although Xiaobeishanzifeng has a small character, it is more than 100 meters higher than Beishanzifeng, and the distance of one kilometer makes it easy to overlook the whole Beishanzifeng.

Once this place is captured by the Japanese army, the Japanese army only needs to carry a few machine guns, and the consequences will be unimaginable.

Therefore, Wang Changshun must stay here.

Gritting his teeth to support his extremely exhausted body. Wang Changshun shook his body and jumped out of the trench and shouted to the soldiers, "Quickly, clean up the battlefield, search for the devil's weapons and other ammunition, and the devils will come up again soon."

Just after the extremely fierce fighting, the soldiers had little physical strength left, but they also knew that the current situation was serious, so they gritted their teeth and climbed out of the trenches, staggered to the Japanese corpses in front of the position, and began to clean up the battlefield.

Although there is still the sun in the west, the sky is darkened by strong smoke, and a black smoke rises to the sky, and then spreads in the sky, making the sky more turbid.

The air is filled with a mixture of fresh blood, sweet smell and burnt paste, which smells disgusting, but the soldiers seem to be used to this smell, and no one pays attention to it.

Not far from the position, most of the original forest was burned into black charcoal in the previous gunfire, leaving only the last one that was still spraying flames, but it didn't burn for long.

Under the tree, a man in the twenty-ninth army uniform leaned against the trunk of the tree with blood stains on his body and the wounds left by three or four bayonets in the front heart. A Hanyang rifle, which was still grabbed the butt of the butt of the gun, was broken by an arm cut from his body, and his eyes stared angrily and stared forward.

Several soldiers of the 29th Army passed by the tree. They resisted the impulse to walk past and trotted away. Now the time is tight. The stretcher team behind had no message a few hours ago. It is estimated that it was blocked by the bombardment of the devils. They didn't have time to move these sacrificed comrades to the rear of the position. They could only Wait until the devil's attack stops at night to carry the body.

Wang Changshun came to the front of the body. He stretched out his hand to stroke the other party's eyes wide open, and his lips trembled uncontrollably: "Lao Huang, don't worry. We will avenge you for you."

He took out a small notebook from his pocket. Wang Changshun opened it and saw that it was densely full of words. He took out a pencil head with only the length of his fingers and wrote on it.

Soon, another line was added to the notebook: Huang Bingyi, commander of the third battalion and ninth company of the 217th regiment, who died in the position of Xiaobeishan Zifeng in 1933, 22 years old.

After cleaning the battlefield, the soldiers returned to the position and immediately fell to the ground. They had to seize the time to recover their strength and prepare for the next battle.

Wang Changshun sat on the wall of the trench and wiped his big knife with a cloth torn from the devil's military uniform. The bloody battle just now made it sticky with blood stains, and even the handle of the knife wrapped in hemp cloth was soaked in blood, which was slippery and greasy.

A little soldier rabbit rushed over, "Bracks commander, I'm back."

Wang Changshun didn't lift his eyelids and continued to wipe the handle of the knife. "How's the situation? When will the reinforcements arrive?"

This is his communication soldier, Kiko. Because the telephone line to the regimental department was blown up by the devils, he sent Kiko to ride a horse to the regimental headquarters for help.

"The regimental commander said, let's hold on a little longer, and the reinforcements will arrive in nine hours." Kiko wiped the sweat on her face and neck.

After listening to Xizi's words, Wang Changshun threw the rag on the ground, gritted his teeth and roared, "Hold on to his mother for nine hours. When the reinforcements arrive, just wait for the body to be collected."

No wonder he is so angry. Now the three battalions are on the verge of being exhausted. Not to mention nine hours, even three hours may not be able to survive.

Seeing that the battalion commander was angry, Kizi was so scared that she shrank back and lowered her head and didn't dare to speak.

Although Wang Changshun said so, he also knew the difficulties of the regiment commander Wang Changhai. The three battalions of the 217 Regiment guarded several important positions such as Beishan Zifeng. It is estimated that the casualties were almost the same, and it was impossible to pull out people to support themselves.

The bad thing for the reinforcements this time is that Wang Changhai sent out his own guards.

There's nothing I can do. It seems that I can only rely on the more than 100 people in my hand for nine hours.

Just as he was full of depression, a soldier in charge of monitoring the enemy suddenly howled, "Coldier, come and see."

Wang Changshun rushed to him when he heard the sound, poked his head outside the position, and his face suddenly turned black. "Mom, it's troublesome now."

At the foot of the mountain, the Japanese army was ready to attack again. This time, they gathered at least one squadron of troops, and even got several Type 952 tanks, which were rolling towards the position.

Although the Japanese chariot had the characteristics of thin skin and big stuffing at that time, and it was to fight against other tanks by itself, it was still a great threat to cover the infantry charge.

The main reason is that the weapons and equipment of the 29th Army were too poor at that time.

Let's take the Third Battalion. Many people still use Hanyang, and the worms are almost worn out. As for the heavy weapons, there are very few, and there are only two mortars that have been eliminated for a long time, and there are only a few shells.

"Blast group, prepare the explosive bag."

Wang Changshun roared in a hoarse voice. He knew that the devils were coming fiercely this time, and I'm afraid it was another hard battle.

All the soldiers in the position held their breath and clenched the rifle, and the machine gunners also pulled the bolts and bullets loaded. Everyone was ready for battle, and the position was filled with a strong tragic atmosphere.

"The first group, get ready."

A group of soldiers picked up the few explosive bags left and bent down to jump out of the trenches. It was basically impossible for them to come back alive, but no one had the intention of retreating.

"Give it to me--

Wang Changshun's hand had been raised, but just as the word "up" had been popped out from his throat to his lips, a bright flame crossed a hillside on the flank and accurately fell on the Japanese Type 9 and Type 22 chariot.

Boom-

After a deafening explosion, an orange flame rose from the Japanese chariot, and even the turret was blown out, and a big torch appeared in front of the position.

Wang Changshun was not only stunned, but also the Japanese soldiers who followed the chariot and buried themselves in charge stopped and looked at the burning chariot.

What the hell is going on?

Before they reacted, gun grenades roared from the hillside on both sides, turning the six Type 9 and Type 2 tanks into big torches. Before the six burning chariots could open their formation, they happened to form a turbulent sea of fire three or four meters high in front of the charging Japanese soldiers, which made them have to Stop.

Next, the low-level Japanese officers who commanded the charge in the rear were also killed by the sniper rifle. They fell over one by one, and soon most of the casualties were in a mess.

In this way, the Japanese attack was naturally disrupted, and the Japanese soldiers who lost their commander had to withdraw to the camp, and a fierce attack was quickly defeated.

"Kiko, who are the reinforcements over there just now?"

On the position of the 29th Army, Wang Changshun came to his senses at this time. He looked at the hillside over there for a long time, but he didn't see where the grenade just now came from. He turned his head and asked Xizi beside him.

Kiko also shook her head and coquettishly said blankly, "I didn't see it clearly. It seemed that someone was shaking."

Wang Changshun and they were all confused.

Soon, news came one by one. It was not only the Xiaobeishan Zifeng position that received support, but also several nearby positions received strong support. One day and one night, the mysterious reinforcements used their extremely accurate sniper level, which made the Japanese officers taste of being slaughtered.

Many junior Japanese commanders in the front-line position were killed. Even the command system and heavy firepower suffered heavy losses under the attack, and the huge losses forced them to temporarily stop the attack.

It was like a tornado. As soon as this mysterious team appeared, the devils along the Great Wall suffered.

As soon as the mysterious reinforcements appeared, in the headquarters of the 119th Brigade of the 29th Army, Zhao Dengyu, the commander, received a report from Wang Changhai. The more he listened, the more excited he became. He shouted, "Wang Changhai, you must find this team for me. Even if you are tied up, you have to invite people to the brigade headquarters."

Wang Changhai patted his chest and said, "I understand, Brigadier, just wait."

After putting down the phone, he was silent for a long time. He dialed the phone again, "Milit, I'm Shunchen. There is an important situation to report..."

At the same time, in the headquarters of the 15th Mixed Brigade of the Japanese Army, Kazutsuka Yamada, the commander of the brigade, also issued the same order to his subordinate troops, "Be sure to find out who the Chinese army is in this attack."

In just over half a day, even the residence of the commander-in-chief of Beiping, the headquarters of several corps participating corps of the Chinese army in the Great Wall Campaign... Almost all the forces and institutions related to the Great Wall Campaign got the news and began to vigorously collect intelligence of this unit.

For a while, this mysterious army jumped into the vision of the two sides of the Great Wall Campaign.

But in the next time, this mysterious reinforcement seems to have evaporated from the world and disappeared without a trace.

Who are they and where have they gone?

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