247 World War II Handan

247 World War II Handan (middle)

At dawn, the main force entered the third defense area.

Commander Jing Buzhang decided at the scene that the first brigade with the best equipment and the strongest combat effectiveness should serve as the task of blocking the enemy head-on. The 2nd brigade and the 3rd brigades gathered on the side of the position of the 1st brigade. After the 1st brigade defeats the enemy's spirit, the frontal attacking enemy will be flanked to ensure that the 1st brigade consolidates the frontal position defense.

The gunfire was overwhelming, and the bullets were like locusts, so that the brigade could not raise their heads.

The soldiers fell down one by one. A batch of wounded people were carried down.

Yang Junsheng, the commander of the 1st Brigade, had blood in the eyes of the man whose father was killed by the Beiyang Army. He roared, "I went bankrupt today! Attention, all members of the brigade department, follow me on the front line!"

The brigade commander roared, and the post-government organs poured out and added to the weak area. While fighting, they built fortifications, repelled an enemy attack, and built a bloody line of defense.

was covered by the artillery fire of the Beiyang Army, and the explosion wave swept there crazily, and countless pieces of steel shrouded the position in the open fireballs.

There was a wolf everywhere, and the broken bricks and tiles were everywhere. The tragic sound of the injured man stung the eardrums of the survivors, and the smell of blood suddenly spread in the air full of smoke.

The shells from the infantry and mountain artillery of the Beiyang Army kept rushing to the ground with a scream that cut through the air, blowing up dead dust smoke, and the hot shrapnels danced enthusiastically in the air, killing and hurting all the defenders exposed to the position without mercy.

"A paramedic, paramedic!"

There are constant calls from comrades-in-arms. At this time of death surging everywhere, those were wearing a green-lined collar, a ring arm badge with the Red Cross logo on the left upper arm, and a special cortical first aid kit. The medics kept shuttling around every corner of the position to rescue their wounded comrades.

With a loud bang, Yang Junsheng watched a young soldier directly covered by the fire of two enemy shells. The heavy artillery of the Beiyang Army almost cultivated the position of the whole line of defense, and there were broken earth and the wreckage of broken human beings and weapons everywhere. The bank of the originally flat canal has now become a sea of burning fire, and the burning smell of the charred wood and broken trees makes Yang Junsheng feel suffocated.

Yang Junsheng, who was half lying in the trench, also just came back after strolling around in front of the Hall of the King of Yell, just a few minutes ago. A 7mm shell directly hit the fire point of his machine gun, and his former comrades-in-arms became flesh and blood in a blink of an eye. If not an ammunition box blocks most of the fragments, I'm afraid Yang Junsheng will also hang up.

"Hey! The Beiyang Army is coming."

With a soft cry from the adjutant. Yang Junsheng looked up tiredly. Sure enough, in the loose line slowly advancing from the smoke, rows of scarlet plaster flags floated out with arrogly.

"Fuck, the real bully of the Beiyang Army!" Yang Junsheng muttered his mouth full of sand.

In a blink of an eye, the group of infantry of the Beiyang Army rushed up.

"Fire, fire, block them!"

Yang Junsheng almost roared at his voice, which was changed because of hoarseness: "Shit me hard!"

With the roar of the Brigadier. Suddenly, the whole line of defense was like a volcano that suddenly exploded after silence. The dense rain of bullets kissed the lives of the Beiyang soldiers who rushed up crazily, and the roaring bullets and mortar shells hit the front of the front. The surging pieces of steel engulfed these North Western troops in the rising flames.

The Beiyang army was even more dead and injured. There were dead people lying everywhere. An officer waved his saber and shouted, "Attack, attack!" He commanded the Beiyang soldiers who barely climbed up the river bank to rush forward. As a result, a grenade fell near him and burst into flames. The broken shrapnel blew off the legs of the invincible officer. When he fell down, he was overturned by a machine gun bullet, his whole body flew back, and the saber was also thrown. In mid-air.

Along the Zhang River, the foam of the river was stained with blood and scarlet, and from time to time it rushed to the bank of the river. There are squirming wounded everywhere.

Li Da called again to inquire about the situation of the war.

Yang Junsheng looked at the enemy under the black pressure and replied confidently, "Please tell the chief that with me, Yang Junsheng, there is a position of the 1st Brigade!"

"What a Yang Junsheng, what an invincible one!"

Lin Tiechang listened to Li Da's report and sighed. The commander-in-chief, who was born to death and fought on the battlefield, experienced this kind of scene. He knew how tragic it was to block the front line of a strong enemy, and he even prepared for the worst for this tragic situation.

Da... Da... Da... In the dense sound of shooting, the machine gunners who gritted their teeth and shot at the Beiyang Army were all gloomy. Seeing the continuous sacrifices of their comrades-in-arms beside them, no one felt uncomfortable.

"Fight, kill these dogs." In the scolding of the officers, the death light on the front of the National Revolutionary Army continued to burst out, and the rain-like grenades and splash-like bullets hit the Beiyang army who were desperately attacking.

Under the cover of fierce machine gun fire, the rushing Beiyang army fell down and launched a fierce shot, relying on the National Revolutionary Army soldiers on the river bank and positions. In the scolding, the bullets flew past people's scalps.

Several heavy machine gun positions have become the target of public criticism. The dense rain of bullets hit the flying sand and stones in front of the fire. Although the organic gunners continued to fall, soon a brother connected them up and continued to shoot fiercely at the Beiyang army.

Several Mark Qin's heavy machine guns of the Beiyang Army were lifted up and set up on the other side of the river. They spit out their tongues of fire and shot crazily. They suppressed the Mark Qin heavy machine guns that blocked the river bank with dense fire, and covered the soldiers on the river bank and climbed up desperately.

Shit. Seeing that the heavy machine gun blocking the river bank was suppressed by the machine gun fire of the Beiyang Army, Yang Junsheng shouted secretly.

"Damn it, hold on." Yang Junsheng rushed over with a pistol and commanded a counterattack.

"Grenade, blow me up."

Several brothers hurriedly grabbed the grenade in Yang Junsheng's roar, opened the pull ring, and quickly toss it out. Boom... Boom... In several explosions, countless broken fragments ruthlessly plunged into the weak human tissue, and several Beiyang troops who had just climbed up the riverbank, howled and rolled down.

In the face of the suppression of the firepower of the National Revolutionary Army, several Mark Qin of the Beiyang Army immediately transferred the target, and the flying bullets crushed Yang Junsheng and others in the trenches. The flying bullets kept whistling over his head with the ferocious smile of death.

A heavy machine gunner was cut off his neck by a high shuttle of bullets, and blood splashed everywhere.

"Fuck!" Yang Junsheng squeezed the sand mixed in his mouth fiercely, grabbed the light machine gun in the hand of a long-dead brother next to him, and raised his gun to poke out a random shooting outside the trench.

A short point shot, all the enemies who rushed up fell down, and there were several consecutive point shots. Yang Junsheng, who was red-eyed by hatred, lay in the muddy trench, gritted his teeth and kept pulling the trigger. The recoil of the shot continuously pushed the shoulder against the buttstock, and there was a burst of soreness. Damn it, top it up, top it up." Yang Junsheng roared.

The fluttering bullets hit the perimeter of the position with fire, and the flying stray bullets brushed through my ears at close range from time to time. But the heavy machine gun did not stop roaring. Someone fell down, and someone immediately pushed it up, indirectly mixed with some shining bullets, drawing a beautiful chain of fire in the air. There are fanatical killings and scolding everywhere.

Under the pressure and command of the officers, the blocked Beiyang Army once again organized a new round of attack. All kinds of firearms poured out dense rain, and the firelight from the shells ignited all the objects that could burn. The Beiyang Army also launched a plane, and the bombs dropped burst on the ground. The firelight splashed the broken fragments into the surrounding air.

The red-eyed brothers of the National Revolutionary Army braved the firepower of the Beiyang army aircraft and desperately poured ammunition on the attacking Beiyang army. Countless grenades were smashed into the surging figures, and countless fragments flew in the air with the breath of death, fiercely pene into all the fragility. Among the objects, many Beiyang soldiers flew flesh and blood in the kiss of this god of death.

Several repeated gunfire suppressions, and even the bombs dropped by the plane failed to kill the revolutionary soldiers in those positions.

The Beiyang army had to attack again and again, but every time it was Yu who retreated, leaving one corpses after another. The light weapons of the soldiers of the National Revolutionary Army were completely woven into a small sparse but deadly fire net, and the whole third defensive position was sealed. Under the tenacious defense of the 1st Brigade, many Beiyang soldiers became dead bodies, but they could not move forward. The position is still in the hands of Yang Junsheng.

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War is sometimes like a domino. The power at one point will form a chain sensation, which will fundamentally change the overall situation.

Almost at the same time, Li Da received a series of exciting calls: most of the participating troops gathered in Xiangxin have arrived at the scheduled place. The 4th Brigade and 6th Brigade of the second column, led by Kong Qingde, controlled Zhangzhuang Bridge, Luochengtou and Chenjiagang areas southwest of Handan; the third column was in Chen Jianlian's Under the leadership, all of them were concentrated in the area west of Cheqiguan and Guanglu Town; the 1st and 5th detachment of Taihang arrived in the west of Ci County.

So far, the clamp posture surrounding the enemy on three sides has been formed.

Lin Tiechang took a deep breath and said excitedly to Ji Yulin, "The situation is very good now! The enemy got into the horns, and they couldn't enter or retreat. It's my turn to clean up one by one!"

At this time, the independent 4th Brigade of the Taihangshan Military Region and the two detachments of the 17th Division also rushed to the battlefield. Lin Tiechang and Ji Yulin felt that the time was ripe and immediately issued orders to the troops to prepare for a general attack.

The atmosphere of the coming war immediately enveloped every pre-altic position.

Suddenly, a phone call suggesting to stop the attack came to the headquarters.

The call came from Wang Dingnan, an underground party member working under Feng Yuxiang.