Cross the battlefield and activate the system with 98K at the beginning

Chapter 242
Command Room of the 51st Army.

Staring at the map of the Huaihe defense line, Commander Yu's face was green.

The devil's attack on the Huaihe defense line became more and more fierce, and Commander Yu had already received nine consecutive rescue calls.

When he was in distress, the chief of staff with a dignified face shouted anxiously: "The military seat! It's broken! The devil's tank troops have detoured from the flank!"

The gloom on his face became even more bleak when the army commander shouted: "What, what about the 257th regiment? They couldn't stop the devil's tank?"

Shaking his head sadly, the chief of staff shouted: "All the soldiers of the 257th regiment have sacrificed their lives for the country!"

Commander Yu shouted: "Where is the regiment commander? Also..."

Nodding his head, the chief of staff shouted: "Regimental commander Li Dayong destroyed a tank of the Devils before he died in battle!"

With a solemn expression on his face, Commander Yu murmured, "Commander Li is a good guy, as are all the soldiers of the 257th Regiment. They deserve to be part of our 51st Army."

The chief of staff shouted: "Army seat, if the 257th Regiment's position is lost, then the 720th Regiment's flank will inevitably be threatened, and the Bengbu position may be lost!"

With a long sigh, Commander Yu asked, "When will the reinforcements from the fifth theater arrive?"

After pondering for a while, the chief of staff shouted: "General Zhang's troops are rushing towards the Huaihe River, it will take a long time to say the least!"

Frowning slightly, Commander Yu shouted: "A long time? After a long time, the 720th regiment may be wiped out! Hey, we don't have any extra troops now!"

The chief of staff shouted: "At this point, we can only look at the fate of the 720 regiment! Military seat, how do you respond to the request of regimental commander Zhang?"

Commander Yu shouted: "Order them to stand firm and wait for help. Even if there is only one person left, they can't take half a step back!"

With a sudden stamp, the chief of staff shouted: "Yes!"

……

It is 100 kilometers away from the Bengbu position.

Soldiers of the 59th Army of the Northwest Army are marching towards the front line of the Huaihe River.

Holding a horsewhip in his hand, Commander Zhang urged: "Hurry up, hurry up! Speed ​​up! Try to get to Bengbu within three hours!"

The chief of staff at the side shouted: "Brothers, you can't run any longer! If you keep running, you will die of exhaustion!"

Glancing at the chief of staff, Commander Zhang shouted: "At this moment, don't mention tired words to me, run to my death, the 51st Army is still waiting for our rescue!"

After finishing speaking, Commander Zhang and a group of brigade-level officers rode forward.

……

Bengbu position!

The battle has entered a fierce stage.

There are already three batches of devils who have landed on the beach, and their strength seriously exceeds Liang Shanhao's 720 regiment.

The devil's backup continued, and the attack became more and more fierce.

However, the 720th regiment did not continue to support, and the defense gradually became stretched.

Even so, the more than 720 soldiers of the 200th Regiment still stood firm to the death and repelled nine attacks by the little devils in a row!
Resisting the wound on his face, Han Chongcheng shouted: "Tuan Zuo, the little devil is rushing up again!"

Then sticking the rifle in his hand out of the trench, Liang Shanhao shouted: "Get up on my nerves and hit me hard!"

Suddenly pulling the trigger, Liang Shanhao immediately knocked down a devil squadron leader.

Other fighters also opened fire.

There were more than a dozen corpses of devils lying in front of the position again.

But the devils are not vegetarians, and a wave of mortar shells hit the sky and covered the sky.

In the blink of an eye, the 720 regiment had less than one company left!

At this time, there were already two squadrons of devils attacking the 720 regiment's position.

The disparity between the strength of the enemy and ourselves is becoming more and more disparity.

After reloading a magazine, Liang Shanhao asked in a deep voice: "Battlemaster Han, has the military seat replied to us?"

Shaking his head, Han Chongcheng shouted: "The military seat ordered us to stick to the Bengbu position and fight until the last one dies."

Hearing this, Liang Shanhao murmured in his heart.

Could it be that Liang Shanhao is going to confess to being by the Huai River?
No, the system can't play like this!

Although no one has died in life since ancient times, keep a loyal heart to reflect the history.

But Liang Shanhao still doesn't want to be so glorious, he also wants to kill a few more little devils in this era.

However, if this situation continues to develop, the result must be almost the same as the historical track.

In other words, the entire 720 regiment will eventually shed blood on the north bank of the Huaihe River because of the lack of support.

Of course, Liang Shanhao, the head of the 720 regiment, had to say goodbye to the great cause of the War of Resistance.

Having said that, Liang Shanhao still hopes that the system can play a role at this time.

Head Zhang's body can be declared over, but Liang Shanhao's soul has to continue!
Liang Shanhao didn't want to end his career in the war of resistance.

While contemplating, the devil's tank unit suddenly appeared behind the 720 regiment.

Rumble!
Tank shells flew over from the direction of 18 o'clock.

For a while, only half of the 720 regiment was left!

Han Chongcheng shouted: "Tuan Zuo, I will take a few brothers to fight the devil's tank!"

Nodding his head, Liang Shanhao shouted: "Battlemaster Han, pay attention to safety!"

After agreeing, Han Zhongcheng picked up the speed grenade and rushed towards the devil tank.

At this time, the devil infantry in front of the position also launched the final general attack, trying to attack the 720 regiment back and forth with the tank troops.

Waving the saber in his hand, the devil commander shouted loudly: "Warriors of the empire, our tanks are coming, charge me, kill all the Chinese soldiers!"

Raising their gleaming bayonets, the devils rushed towards the remnants of the 720th regiment like wolves.

But in just 3 minutes, the 720 regiment's position gradually fell.

Han Chongcheng also died on the road to fighting tanks.

All the fighters carrying cluster grenades died, but they did not die in vain. In the end, they finally damaged the three tanks of the little devils and killed the commander of the devils' tank soldiers.

Liang Shanhao led less than a squad of soldiers to start a bayonet battle with the devils.

After brutally killing a devil officer, Liang Shanhao shouted: "Brothers, are you afraid of death!"

Six or seven soldiers standing next to Liang Shanhao shouted: "Fear of death is his mother's grandson, Tuan Zuo, we will follow you to the end!"

Looking angrily at the little devils gathered in front of him, Liang Shanhao shouted: "They are all men, if I can fight side by side with real men like you, I will die without regret!"

A veteran shouted: "Tuan Zuo, with your words, the brothers are on the right track!"

Liang Shanhao shouted in a deep voice: "Everyone is there, kill me!"

The next moment, the Liao [-]-style and [-]-style rifles fired at each other.

After one round, the Devil soldiers lay down 19, and the exchange ratio between the two sides was an astonishing six to one.

But there are only three brave fighters left in the 720 regiment.

The three soldiers with rifles gripped tightly in both hands were all wounded.

Liang Shanhao received a bayonet on his left leg.

A platoon leader's stomach was picked open.

A young soldier's left face was cut open with a blood vessel visible.

The expressions on the faces of the three soldiers of the 720 regiment were full of iron and blood, fearless of life and death.

Straightening out the sharp bayonet, the devil soldier rushed over again.

Liang Shanhao roared: "Brothers, kill!"

Between the lightning and the flint, seven or eight corpses lay down on the ground again, two of which belonged to the 720 regiment.

With a murderous look on his face, Liang Shanhao grinned and said, "Little devil, come here! Grandpa, I killed 108 people today! That's enough, haha!"

With an angry curse, the devil commander suddenly waved his hand.

More than a dozen little devils looked at each other, and almost at the same time they took up sharp bayonets and poked at Liang Shanhao.

In the last round, the devil lost three more lives.

(End of this chapter)