Chapter 362 Defense War

"Vine? Sergeant Carlisle?" Winters looked at him. His expression was very calm, and he couldn't see any anger. "How many years have you been a soldier? Three years? Four years or more?"

"Two years, sir!" Carlisle tried to straighten his chest, but his mind was still dizzy from being drunk last night.

"Two years?" Lieutenant Colonel Winters nodded and said, "I served as an officer from the Tacoya barracks in the summer of 1942. I served in Company E, 2nd Battalion, 506th Regiment of the 101st Airborne Division. On the eve of June 6, 1944, I was airborne to the Normandy region and participated in the Normandy landing campaign, the Market Garden operation, the defense of Baststone and the occupation. After Hitler's eagle's nest, my front line was from France, the Netherlands, Belgium, Germany to Austria. When my company went to war, there were more than 120 people until the end of the war. 41 people died for the country, and more than 100 people were injured. Many of them were seriously injured, and many were injured twice. Several were injured three times, and one was injured up to four times. Even in the most difficult Battle of Bastogne, our brothers were under great mental pressure, but they did not collapse, but persisted until the time of victory.

When Winters said this, his voice was not very loud, but the team stood there quietly. No one spoke, and they all held their breath and listened. Winters looked at Carlisle and said, "I want to know, have you broken down? If you are still a soldier, then accept the punishment honestly, instead of making any excuses for yourself.

"Yes, sir!" Carlisle said loudly, his eyes facing forward and standing upright, "I'm willing to accept punishment!"

"Very good!" Winters nodded and then looked at all his brothers and said, "We are the only active team of the 101st Airborne Division. I am a veteran of the 101st Airborne Division. I hope to find the feeling of the 101st Airborne Division I once served here." With that, he gave a military salute to the soldiers, and then turned to Major Cook and said, "Kalaile will be handed over to you. If there are still soldiers who violate the rules, I hope you don't pity them. Because on the battlefield, the enemy will not pity them!" With that, he turned around and walked towards the camp without looking back. He didn't even look at these people again, and his back looked so firm!

After this time, there is basically no problem with the training. After all, this is a group with the first principle of obeying orders, which is the army. The soldiers' conscious surname and sense of honor make them have to pay more attention to this basic requirement. The appearance of the battalion led by Winters was also new, which soon attracted the attention of Colonel Swiny. He had to emphasize the basic training and the standardized behavior of military discipline in the regiment again. Because of the example of Lieutenant Colonel Winters, the battalion commanders of other battalions had to cheer up, and the effect of doing so was 18 The 7th Regiment showed a new spirit and restored the confidence of the soldiers little by little.

At this time, they received an order to enter the defensive position. They would take over the northernmost section of the defensive position in Busan, where a regiment of the 25th Division was disabled and had to retreat and rest, while the 187th Regiment officially replaced their defensive front.

After paying a huge price, the 25th Division held the defense line of Busan and firmly controlled the position and nailed it there, which caused great resistance to the North Korean army. The competition between the two sides was very fierce. Sometimes, it would launch ten attacks in a day. The fresh army charged at the position of the U.S. military as if they were desperate, regardless of casualties and costs.

"I'm so glad to see you!" The soldiers of the 25th Division saw the supplementary 187th Regiment, and some of them finally took a long breath. On this position, hundreds of shells came to sort it out every day. This makes the soldiers defending this area often feel desperate and frightened by the shells. Now they are finally getting rid of here. There is nothing better than this!

"Have a good holiday, guys." Carlisle waved his hand to the shady soldiers who supported each other or were mentally ill-dressed. "You look like a group of people coming out of hell. Let's clean up the North Koreans, guys, so that you can sleep peacefully!"

"God bless you, man, North Koreans are crazy, don't take crazy lightly!" Those people kindly reminded Carlisle that they had had enough of the position! In their opinion, the nightmarish days of the 187th regiment are coming.

"Well, don't worry about this. We'll take good care of the position!" Carlisle shouted at the soldier. He turned to a soldier beside him and said, "The North Koreans scared them. You know, we have had a fight with them. It's nothing. We will beat them!" With that, he walked forward with his rifle.

Not everyone in the 187th Regiment is as optimistic as Carlisle, but the military discipline and training in the past few days have finally made these guys regain a little self-confidence. It's not so that you cringe when you enter the position. This is very rare for a team that has been hit hard.

When the 187th Regiment entered the defensive position, the Black Panther Special Forces had received a task. They would carry out a breakthrough operation on the elongated display of the North Korean army, cut off the incoming North Korean army without heavy weapons, and provide the U.S. military aircraft with the operational coordinates of the North Korean armored forces for bombing, all this. It's all going on in an orderly manner, and all this is just to consolidate Busan's defense.

At this time, the weather in North Korea gradually began to cool down. In September, it rained from time to time, and the woods were splashed with dust by gunfire, which would also be washed clean when it rained, giving off a bright green. The 187th Regiment has been on the ground for ten days, and these ten days have made them realize the desperate way North Koreans attack.

"If there is no support, we can't hold on!" Major Cook spoke to Winters, their headquarters in a deeply excavated bunker. The soldiers of the 187th Regiment strengthened the defensive positions again on the basis of the original defense, including the dug deep bunker. The short ceasefire on the battlefield made everyone's spirit about to collapse.

"I know, but we have to hold on!" Lieutenant Colonel Winters nodded silently. He thought there was no more difficult battle than Bastogne, but now the North Koreans are constantly attacking the position with their superior troops, making him feel that difficult moment again. "No one can help us, except ourselves. Cook, take up arms. What we have to do now is not to stay at the headquarters of the bunker, but to be with our brothers!" With that, he picked up a rifle and came out.

The smoke and dust in the sky have just been washed away by the rain. There is a fishy smell of earth in the air. The rainwater drinks dust and slowly drips from the leaves. Every grass seems to absorb the source of life from the leaves.

A drop of water dripped from the grass camouflage on the brim of the hat, and then splashed a little water circle in a small puddle in front of him. Lieutenant Colonel Hai Lige crawled motionless there and integrated with the grass and trees around him. His eyes stared at the road ahead like an eagle. At that time, a simple public The road, but from this road, a North Korean regiment will pass from here. They are the follow-up reinforcements of the North Korean army and the weakest place on the whole attack line of the North Korean army.

The ground shook slightly, and it was the truck of the North Korean army. They don't have many trucks, and most of the troops are walking, while the trucks are their vanguard troops. Gradually, the truck appeared a vague shadow on the simple road, and the shadow became clearer and clearer as the roar became louder and louder.

"Don't move, let them go!" Hellig's order was quickly conveyed to the whole squadron. More than 2,000 people from the two squadrons of the Panthers participated in this battle. Hailige is responsible for cutting off the North Korean army, while another squadron will be responsible for the rescue of the intercepted North Korean troops attacking Busan, thus forming a two-sided attack with the defense forces in Busan. Now, the most important thing is to see whether Hailige's truncation operation called "Blade" can be successful.

The cars of the North Korean army drove past them. Heilige could even see the serious faces of the soldiers sitting in the car. They didn't smile, and there were no tents on the car to cover the rain that fell in front of them. The North Korean soldiers looked wet, but they didn't Someone moved, and every soldier sat upright.

"Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up!" Hefran kept whispering in his mouth. His voice was so low that only he could hear it. The sense of oppression before the war made people involuntarily start to nervous. This was nothing about recruits and veterans. The more people participated in the battle, the stronger this feeling.

"You can start!" Lieutenant Colonel Hellig nodded to a major. The convoy of the North Korean army had passed for a long time, and the subsequent troops began to appear in sight. "Brothers get ready!" Wait for my order!"

"Yes, sir!" Major crawled over by Heiliger's side, and he wanted to convey Lieutenant Colonel Hailige's order immediately. The sniper rifle was slowly lifted up wrapped in turf, and the barrel of the automatic rifle was gradually lifted, shining coldly in the cold air.

Herig raised the automatic rifle and then adjusted his target. After his front sight, a North Korean soldier's face blocked the front sight, and then he pulled the trigger without hesitation.

"Ban!" With a gunshot, the soldier suddenly fell to the ground, and suddenly the gunfire sounded densely.

"Enemy attack!" An officer with a pistol raised his pistol high and fired a few shots at the sky, trying to stop the soldiers who looked flustered after the attack. "Enemy attack, enemy attack!" He shouted loudly, trying to organize the team, but someone had already targeted him.

"It's you, baby!" The line in Toy's sniper gun had been firmly locked in him, and then he shouted softly, "You are mine!" With that, he pulled the trigger, and the fire flashed. The officer's body seemed to pause. His head was hit, and blood splashed in the air. His head was like being hit by a baseball bat. He suddenly leaned back, and his whole body fell crookedly.

The officers were quickly killed by snipers, and the chaotic soldiers could not get an effective organization. They tried to fight separately, but they were soon hit by precise bullets and made a desperate howl, which made people unable to summon up courage. They could do nothing but find a shelter that could be avoided.

(to be continued)