The heavens start from Changjin Lake

Chapter 507 The U.S. Army Who Gives It a Go
Xia Yuan felt something choked in his throat, and nodded, "Instructor, don't worry, I will take down the weaving of the first battle."

"I can't do it anymore, you hurry up and block the enemy."

Instructor Shao felt a little tired, sat in the trench, exhaled slightly, his mind was still muddy,
As if he had a premonition of something, he said to Xia Yuan: "You must defend the position, and don't let the enemy pass by."

"Instructor, don't worry, if you delay for a few more hours, even if these foreign devils occupy the City God Hall, it will be useless."

Yingfeng is the most important thing. By tomorrow, the [-]th and [-]th regiments of the [-]th Division will all cross the Han River, relying on Jiguan Mountain and Yingfeng to fight against it. It is absolutely no problem to hold on for a while.

He thought to himself, the premise is that there must be no accidents.

There were fewer and fewer of them on the battlefield. American soldiers followed the tanks and pressed towards the battlefield. The firepower point formed by Liu Tiezhu and Wang Xiaoliang was also blown up by the enemy tanks. The heavy machine gun turned into a pile of broken copper Rotten iron.

They resisted in a position in the rear, and Lao Yang led the blasting team led by Flask and Chef Zhang. Under the cover of the comrades in the rear, they kept rushing towards the enemy tanks.

With the cooperation of step and tank, it is not an easy task to blast the enemy tank.

Wang Xiaoliang, Liu Tiezhu, and Chen Lieyanran became the second batch of blasting teams, and they were the only ones left on the ground.

The enemy's second wave of attack was fierce. Instructor Shao in the trench also heard the roar of enemy tanks approaching, three tanks were blown up, and four more tanks were rushing towards the position.

"Xia Yuan, Xia Yuan."

Instructor Shao yelled a few times, but Xia Yuan didn't respond. He took out two grenades from his arms and put them behind him.

His head was injured, although he was not well-known, but it made the instructor's vision black, and there was a famous voice in his ears, which kept echoing.

He looked at the sky, his eyes were so gray that he couldn't see anything clearly.

The enemy tanks and coordinated infantry quickly arrived at the forward position. Instructor Shao seemed to have noticed something and looked to the side, his vision was blurred and he could not see clearly. He vaguely saw a figure swaying by his side.

"Xia Yuan?"

Instructor Shao touched the fuse of the grenade and shouted in a low voice.

"Chinese, he's not dead yet, hey man, get him out."

The chattering voice reached my ears, and without even thinking about it, Instructor Shao rang the grenade in his arms and grinned: "Old Lei, I didn't embarrass you!"

Boom!
The white bayonet went in and the red bayonet came out. An American soldier twitched a few times and lay motionless on the ground. Xia Yuan grabbed the gun and pulled the trigger on the head of the charging American soldier. took off his helmet.

"If you have a gun, you still fight with a bayonet, what do you think?"

Xia Yuan squatted down and pulled away the bullet bags on their bodies. Suddenly, the sound of an explosion in the distance startled him.

"Instructor!"

Surprised, he grabbed his gun and rushed forward regardless of the American soldiers behind him. He quickly passed through the vertical and horizontal positions, and saw from a distance around the trench where the instructor was, a group of mourning American soldiers lay here and there. It was crushed on a rampage, lost its periscope, and also lost its direction. It was going straight, but it was crushed obliquely.

Although the instructor was not crushed, the fellow American soldiers found the instructor. The explosion just now gave Xia Yuan a rough inference in his heart.

"Chinese!"

The American soldiers who rushed to the position found Xia Yuan, shot and shouted indiscriminately.

Xia Yuan quickly jumped into the trench, threw away the bullet bag on his body, hung the captured American bullet bag on his body, first replaced the bullets in the magazine, and then approached Lao Yang's position from another direction.

Only Lao Yang and the others were left to resist, and the American troops were moving closer to Lao Yang and the others, gradually forming an encirclement trend.

"Blow up the tank first!"

Xia Yuan remembered that he killed American soldiers using recoilless guns, and realized that Lao Yang's position was still intact. Although the battle was fierce, they could still hold on for a while. He didn't immediately go to Lao Yang's position, but He chose to detour from the flank and found the American recoilless gunner who was shot and killed by him, but the recoilless gun was taken away by American soldiers.

It didn't matter, he put on the overcoat of an American soldier, put on his helmet, lay down on the ground, and looked for the right moment.

The figures of American soldiers swayed in his pupils, flickered in the bullet craters, and walked through the hail of bullets.

Lao Yang and the others launched a suicidal charge towards the enemy tanks. If they did not deal with the enemy tanks, they would never be able to defend their position relying on the strength of the tanks.

"hold onto!"

There was no emotion in Xia Yuan's brown pupils.

I rush over now, without lethal weapons, it is difficult to blow up the enemy's tanks.

Even if Lao Yang and the others were rescued, it would only be a buffer for a while. The US troops following the tank's crazy attack would still suppress them, and they would still have to send someone to blow up the tank.

The opportunity finally came, and the American soldiers continued to move forward, clearing a large space in the rear.

In the rear, U.S. soldiers with walkie-talkies lie on the impact point, as well as machine gunners and U.S. soldiers with recoilless guns on their shoulders.

Xia Yuan also saw the U.S. military supervisory team, which looked no different from ordinary soldiers, but the weapons in their hands were submachine guns, and some even carried heavy machine guns.

Getting up from the ground, knowing that the opportunity had come, Xia Yuan fired at the enemy's machine gunners one after another, and the battle in the rear was imminent.

"Chinese, Chinese!"

"Fuck! He's on our left!"

"Oh, shit! Lite is dead, he beat Lite to death."

"Fire, don't run away!"

These American soldiers fell into a panic. Correspondingly, Xia Yuan held the gun and turned around while shooting. The marksmanship was accurate and the shooting frequency was very high. The accuracy made the American soldiers feel scalp numb. Instead, they fired with submachine guns , not a single shot hit Xia Yuan.

The U.S. soldiers in the rear were no more than one platoon, and the three magazines consumed seven or eighty-eight of the U.S. troops. Not only the recoilless guns were seized, but also a large number of bullets and grenades, as well as three heavy machine guns, 23 submachine guns and Nine carbines.

There are still a lot of bullets left in the heavy machine gun. Looking at the enemy's attacking figure, Xia Yuan resolutely gave up using the big eight pellets, put the heavy machine gun on the top of the hill, rolled up his sleeves, Kong Wu's strong arm held the heavy machine gun, and the bullet chain Insert it into the magazine and pull the trigger.

Da da da!
A surge of recoil rushed towards his arms. Xia Yuan's eyes moved slightly, and he pressed the heavy machine gun. This recoil had no effect on him. The American soldier didn't react at all. He was shot by the chain of bullets from the heavy machine gun and fell to the ground.

In particular, a large number of American soldiers followed behind the tank, and heavy machine guns fired over it, soaring a cloud of blood mist.

Only then did the American soldiers react.

The fierce gunshots just now were not fired by their own people, but they were attacked by the Chinese behind them. The Chinese who attacked behind them seized their heavy machine guns and now shoot at them. The bullets of the heavy machine guns are very accurate It swept across the butt of the tank and took the lives of a large number of American soldiers.

The heavy machine gun is indeed the most lethal weapon. The only shortcoming is its recoil. However, under the support of the tripod, the recoil has been divided into the tripod, and the remaining recoil will still have a certain impact on the machine gunner.

Xia Yuan's absolute strength successfully resisted the recoil of the heavy machine gun, and the heavy machine gun in his hand remained motionless.

The biggest reliance of the U.S. military at the moment is the coordination of infantry and tanks, and a heavy machine gun has reversed the current situation.

In the buttocks, there is no tank as a cover, exposed to the muzzle of the heavy machine gun, with a terrifying rate of fire, a large number of American soldiers fell down, and the American soldiers who reacted hurriedly lay on the ground, and the bullets swept over their heads.

"It's the company commander, hahahaha, I knew the company commander was still alive."

Chen Lie took a look with the [-]x scope, and saw Xia Yuan wearing the enemy's helmet behind the enemy's buttocks, and couldn't help laughing.

As if poking a hornet's nest, the American soldiers hiding around were exposed to his guns. With the help of an eight-fold scope, Chen Lie also started to shoot and kill the American soldiers.

Lao Yang and others who exploded showed joy on their faces, and the dense bullets above their heads continued to pass through. At the moment when the heavy machine gun rang out, the bullets dropped a lot, and the US military was stunned, which gave them a chance.

"The company commander is here to support us. The enemy is temporarily suppressed. Come on, it's our turn."

The three of them each held a blasting tube and rushed towards the tank that was out of touch with the infantry. Lao Yang and Chef Zhang were in charge of covering it. The flasks rushed towards the enemy tank and stuffed the blasting tube under the enemy tank.

"withdraw!"

Flask yelled.

Lao Yang and Chef Zhang rushed to the trench not far away with the blasting barrel.

Boom.

The mountain trembled suddenly.

A tank turned into a pile of scrap iron, billowing black smoke.

The remaining three tanks were suppressed by Xia Yuan's fierce firepower, and one was successfully blown up. The enemy's infantry had no intention of continuing to fight. The casualties were too great, and they began to run down the mountain. The remaining two tanks that had not had time to retreat Xia Yuan blasted him into a pile of scrap metal with a recoilless gun.

The second wave of attack was repelled, and the position was covered with a layer of lingering gunpowder smoke. Raindrops fell through the gunpowder smoke and landed on the position ignited by the artillery fire, extinguishing a bit of the heat.

The enemy's back swayed in everyone's sight, Lao Yang took off his hat and cursed.

"They are like a swarm of locusts, rushing up and biting our position with holes, and now they are retreating like a swarm of locusts."

Although they blocked the second wave of attack, they paid a heavy price. The results of the ammunition statistics are worrying. There are only a few bullets left on each person's body. The consumption of the grenade is too high. Seven grenades remain.

The second is casualties. In the second battle, the enemy dispatched tanks, which caused huge casualties. Many people died together with the enemy in this battle.

Everyone's emotions were on their faces, Xia Yuan was smoking a cigarette, and gave the order to clean up the battlefield.

There are too many sacrifices, it will take time to find the corpses, but it is more important for them to stick to their positions, the ammunition on their bodies is running out, and the bullets on Xia Yuan's body are also consumed. The number of bullets is very scarce, not enough to support the enemy's third wave of attack.

"The enemy's attack will not be weak, it will only become more ferocious every time. We must be ready to sacrifice at any time!"

Xia Yuan's eyes moved slightly, looking at everyone, the gray and black faces left a deep imprint in his memory.

The speed of cleaning the battlefield was very fast, and they specially picked up the enemy's heavy machine guns and recoilless guns, and even seized a few walkie-talkies. Everyone was putting ammunition into the trenches, and Xia Yuan was fiddling with the walkie-talkies for a while, but nothing happened Understand how this thing is in contact with the US military in the rear.

The button on the top wouldn't flash, and Xia Yuan noticed that the bullet pierced the walkie-talkie and the wires were exposed.

Xia Yuan had no choice but to give up fiddling and put the ammunition he had collected in his arms. There was still an area that hadn't been cleaned, and the enemy's shells were coming.

"Pay attention to concealment, pay attention to concealment, ammunition, take away what you can take away, and throw what you can't take away here."

Opening his eagle eyes, he saw through the hazy rain and gunpowder smoke, and saw the shells flying from the sky in the distance. Xia Yuan immediately shouted at the top of his voice, and got into the bomb shelter of the trench.

The fierce shelling lasted for 10 minutes, and the enemy's third wave of attack started.

The third wave of offensive was far more ferocious than the first two waves. Obviously, the commander of the US military was furious. Seven tanks and two battalions attacked continuously. In one and a half hours, one of their divisions was blocked by this group of Chinese. Within half an hour, the commander of the US 24th Division was completely annoyed. Without any worries, he decided to end the battle at all costs within two hours!
The third wave of attack is no longer something that a few of them can stop. The US military's offensive is becoming more and more fierce. It is difficult for them to resist the enemy's continuous attack. Tanks and armored vehicles come.

Xia Yuan sensed the enemy's intentions, and immediately asked Little Wang to inform Company Commander Cai to send more troops and manpower to the position.

"You can't keep your hands, the U.S. military has decided to give it a go."

The soldiers of the Seventh Company on the opposite high ground should also use it.

The news from the scouts confirmed Xia Yuan's worries. The enemy's forces were gathering. The size of a regiment-level combat team seemed to have made up their minds. This was a force of thousands of people, far from the scale of the previous battalion's attack. Once the scale is up, even if Xia Yuan's non-stop shooting caused casualties to the US military, but in terms of scale, such casualties will not affect the morale much. On the contrary, the fewer people, the easier it is to hit morale.

After receiving this news, Company Commander Cai and others quickly held a meeting. This was definitely not something they could resist alone. Company Commander Cai realized that the real cruelty was coming.

(End of this chapter)