What to do with a full-scale life

Chapter 642 Fight Until Victory
The Japanese finally took action against the bald head. The undeclared war they were best at was not used in Pearl Harbor but in Hankou. The second WH battle kicked off on September 1942, 9.

The Japanese invested 21 divisions with a total of 82 people in this war. Not only was the scale far exceeding any previous battle, but the weapons and equipment invested were also the strongest and the latest. Even most of the soldiers were from The veterans rotated from the battlefields in Southeast Asia and the Far East are extremely powerful.

Although the local bald defenders fought extremely tenaciously, they finally announced the fall of WH 31 days later, and less than 7000 of the [-] KMT troops left the battlefield.

But at the end of September, when the Japanese were advancing all the way and preparing to take down the bald head in one fell swoop, the border area suddenly launched an attack on the Japanese from four different directions, and at the same time, the bases in many places in the south also began to move in unison. The outflanking formed a tendency to encircle.

Meeting on the battlefield again, the Japanese found that the Tubalu they had always looked down upon had been replaced with equipment that was almost the same as or even better than theirs, with a new method of warfare and a team of nearly 150 million people.

Suddenly, the direction of the entire battle slipped to a direction that all the staff in Japan did not expect. First, the Red Fourth Front Army in the EZ direction cut the Japanese army's marching route in two like a sharp knife from the middle, and then the Red Seventh Front Army in the direction of Huangshi cut it into two. It hit the neck of the Japanese army, and then the Red Twelve Army at the rear chased the Japanese from their buttocks and came up with a set of combined punches. Finally, the Red Nineteen, who was stuck in the direction of the enemy's retreat, began to cooperate with the vanguard to make a set of punches. Nice harvest battle.

The battle lasted until mid-October, and more than 80 devils were firmly nailed to the junction of Hubei, Hunan and Jiangxi. Using the geographical advantages here, they continued to try to break through the four front armies that besieged them.

In the end, about 17 devils successfully rushed out of the encirclement, and then crossed half of Jiangxi and began to retreat towards HZ. It was almost November at this time, and the entire war lasted for nearly two months. The devils didn't expect that the fight would be so difficult this time, but what they didn't expect was yet to come.

"Old Wu, you take your mountain division to march here to launch a surprise attack, and the rest of the people must take Hangzhou completely before the enemy arrives." Commander Ye slapped heavily on the map a few times: "The superior said , You don’t need to hide your strength any more, let’s pull out all your good guys this time!”

"Yes! Guaranteed to complete the task!"

In fact, the good things that Commander Ye said are not very good, but there are dozens of heavy artillery, more than 59 [-]s, various armored vehicles, and more than [-] infantry fighting vehicles. These things will not be enough for a regiment in the future. The guy, but here is simply a heavenly soldier.

What they have to do now is to turn the last 17 kilometers of homecoming road of these [-] devils into Huangquan Road.

Old Wu took the order and led the people out. Although the whole march was a great test for the team, but in the past two years, his people were well fed, well dressed, and in good physical condition. Although the rapid march may be a test for them, it is not impossible to complete. It is expected to be completed within six to eight days. According to the enemy's time calculation, there will be a tragic encounter on the second day after their arrival.

But the soldiers were not afraid at all. Lao Wu, the mountain division, is mostly from NJ and Huai'an, and his hatred for devils is deep in his bones. The main force who went to NJ City at the beginning, these guys were crazy, and they all started to rush to the front line with red eyes. It looked like they were going desperately.

"Captain, why don't we drive tanks?"

During the march, Lao Wu's guard asked curiously, "Isn't the tank ours?"

"That thing must be for the main force, stop talking nonsense."

"Aren't we the main force?"

"We are the main force, but we are mountain divisions. Also, we will be called Teacher Laozi from now on!" Old Wu slapped the guard on the back of the head: "Stop talking, I will hurt you to death later."

"Hey... Got it, Master."

After Lao Wu led people to kill the devils on the road, the whole division began to rest. Seeing such a large-scale battle for the first time in so many years, Lao Wu remembered that his palms were sweaty, but seeing the people under his hands now Looking at the food and clothing costs of these cubs and thinking about how they were so lucky when they climbed snow-capped mountains and crossed grasslands.

Thinking of those comrades who stayed forever on the snow-capped mountains and grasslands back then, Old Wu couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

"Master, the military has sent a message saying that they have arrived at the predetermined location. Our mission goal is to stop the Japanese army at all costs for five to seven days."

Old Wu took the cigarette from his mouth: "One division has 5000 people, and it costs 17 to beat devils. It really gave me a hard nut to crack."

As soon as it was dawn the next day, the scouts came back to inform the enemy's position, and Lao Wu was also ready. Their equipment was the best in the entire base area, and the soldiers were the oldest and most experienced in combat. According to the commander, if he can't take this task, he, Lao Wu, don't go back to see him.

In fact, Old Wu wasn't afraid, just a little apprehensive. After all, this time was about winning the HZ major battle, and he couldn't make any mistakes.

So Lao Wu, who has always been stingy, let go this time, and he gave a deadly order to his artillery battalion, that is, the cannons are not allowed to stop until they are damaged or all the ammunition is exhausted.The boys in Paoying usually searched and searched in training. When they fought this kind of rich battle, their eyes were red, and they waited for the front line to order them to project firepower to the coordinates that had been predetermined in advance.

现在他们的炮也不少，105毫米轻型牵引榴炮24门、155毫米轻型牵引榴炮8门、 81毫米迫击炮31门、60毫米迫击炮50门，还有3台快速自走榴弹炮，就等着能把炮弹打空的那一天了。

At seven o'clock in the morning, the leading army of devils entered the ambush circle. Old Wu was not in a hurry to fight, but just let in a group of devils. After about two hours, when the large army of devils began to appear in their field of vision, Old Wu After a while, I lit a cigarette.

"Master, it's almost time. The brothers in the Paoying Battalion are about to cry."

"What's the hurry, how many people have just passed by now." Old Wu leaned in the trench and took out a can of luncheon meat and pried it open with a knife: "I'll have an early morning."

After finishing their meal, the army of devils had already passed in front of them, so Old Wu wiped his mouth and laughed, "It's time to set off the firecrackers!"

As a signal bomb rose into the air, the boys from the artillery battalion who had been waiting scratching their heads looked at it, screaming one by one and began to sound the first rays of sunshine in the morning.

Howitzers, mortars, and rocket launchers, after the first round of salvos, the whole world changed color, and the earth shook.Old Wu leaned against the edge of the trench, covering his ears with his mouth open, and the soil next to him was poured into his mouth, and the huge explosion shook Old Wu's head.

After the first round of shelling, the devils had no time to prepare, and then the ambushed machine guns and long and short rifles began to splash water on their heads. The devil commander thought it was the fucking German friendly army who turned their guns. When did they see each other? With such frightening firepower pouring out, their equipment would have been regarded as bullying in this area in the past, but now they are so overwhelmed that they can't hold their heads up.

It is very happy to beat the dog in the water. These devils themselves broke out from the front line, and there is no heavy firepower to fight back. They rely solely on their bodies to resist shells, and coupled with the desperate tactics of the surrounding ambush, they can't even breathe. smooth.

Although a small group of troops had reached the edge of the mountain, they were greeted by intensive grenadier attacks.

In this way, in the sound of ghosts crying and howling wolves, the first day of battle came to an end. After counting the battle damage, Lao Wu was so distressed that he almost cried. It was only the first day, and their ammunition loss exceeded 30.00%. These bastards really don't care about money, and when they heard that the towed cannon was damaged, Old Wu sat there cursing his mother with his thigh hammered.

However, the first round was relatively smooth because the devils were unprepared. The next day's battle began to become anxious. The fighting power and numbers of the devils were all there. After that, Lao Wu leaned in the trench panting and said to the commander of the machine gun company next to him, "Can you still hold on?"

"Teacher, it's so difficult. Five of the guns were broken, and the devil's marksmanship is still accurate. We have lost a lot."

"It's hard to beat, and it's absolutely not allowed to let a devil pass our defense zone within a few days!"

In the next few days, although the devils suffered heavy casualties, Lao Wu's side was not optimistic. The team of more than 1 people was also beaten down to less than 7000 people, and the devils conservatively estimated that there were still about [-] people. On the verge of running out of food.

As for Old Wu himself, one of his ears was blown out by the bullet, and his body was also badly scraped by the shrapnel, but he still didn't retreat half a step.

"Comrades! If you persist, you will avenge NJ!" Old Wu shouted in a hoarse voice, "Don't let the old family look down on us! Let's fight the devils! Everyone, bayonet!"

No one in the trench made a sound, only the click of the bayonet being loaded.

It's the sixth day, but he hasn't been ordered to retreat, so he's still stuck here, only now he's out of ammo, out of supplies, out of everything.The rest is life, but even if there is life left, it's okay. If you fight this bad life, you can kill one to keep your capital and kill two to earn one!
"The trumpeter, blow the trumpet!"

At this time, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy with an immature face stood up. He had lost one arm, but he still took off the trumpet from his waist. He stood up, took a deep breath and blew the attack horn.

When the charge sounded, all the soldiers jumped out of the trenches and rushed out of the enemy's firepower net. Those with bayonets took bayonets and those without bayonets took machetes. Even the cooking team rushed up with kitchen knives.

When the devil saw this scene, the striker immediately retreated and started to fight. Almost in an instant, it changed from a hot weapon battle to a cold weapon war where the bayonet was red.

The shouts of killing all over the mountains and plains resounded in this small place.

The machete in Old Wu's hand was given to him by his old squad leader before he died, but today he also chopped it off. He didn't know the pain anyway, and he couldn't count how many holes he had on his body, but he knew Knowing that he killed seventeen devils, he only felt happy when he fell to the ground.

But just when the mountain division was about to be annihilated, a rumbling sound came from afar. Lao Wu, who was lying on the ground, turned his head with difficulty to look in the direction of the sound, and then saw a car with a five-pointed star printed on it. A tank car appeared in his field of vision, followed by the second, third...

Behind the tank body is a murderous support force.

"Fuck, the big troops are here..." Old Wu cursed with a smile, and then lost all his strength.

He didn't die, he was already in the hospital when he woke up, surrounded by nurses in white clothes busy, and lying on the bed next to him was the battalion commander of his subordinate artillery battalion, this kid was slightly injured, He just lost two toes, and now he is leaning on the hospital bed, eating canned sugar water, and bragging to the nurse who gave him the infusion about how many ghosts he killed.

"Old Wu!"

At this time, someone called him outside, Old Wu turned his head to look over, and found that his political commissar was standing there, and the political commissar ran up to him panting: "You boy, I said you can't die."

The political commissar did not participate in this battle because he was a talented student in Whampoa, and was transferred by Commander Ye to the staff department to be the chief of staff. After he was stationed in HZ, he had been inquiring about the news of the old Wu troops, but he heard that the fight was very miserable. After deleting the serial number, he searched all the way and asked all the way, and only then did he learn that Old Wu, the teacher, is alive and well.

"Let me tell you, it's really a big loss for you not to go this time." Old Wu wanted to raise his hand but found that his arm was missing: "Damn, where is my hand?"

"Don't scold me, it's already amazing to save your life. You have been in a coma for more than 40 days."

It was only then that Old Wu realized that the political commissar was carrying a water bottle and some toiletries. Seeing that he had changed from summer clothes to autumn clothes, Old Wu realized that he had really been lying down for a long time.

"How is my team?"

Hearing Lao Wu mentioning his team, the political commissar's eyes darkened: "Less than 300 people survived. If it wasn't for Commander Ye, our team's number would have been lost."

Old Wu sighed, the silence at this moment was deafening.

Fortunately, the number is still there.As long as the number is still there and the flag is still there, the brothers' deaths are not considered unjust, and all of them are men, which can be regarded as revenge for their family and their hometown.

"I have good news for you." The political commissar poured water on Old Wu: "In this big battle of the five front armies, we have wiped out nearly a million enemies, including the puppet army and the local security regiment, there are about 140 million. The situation of the battle has been completely reversed. Now the border area is gradually moving south from Hebei and Shandong. Just wait for the good news."

Old Wu leaned there and smiled: "Can my brothers go to the martyrs' cemetery on the monument?"

(End of this chapter)