Jagged Changjin Lake: Kill the enemy and become stronger

"That's right, the captives are also little devils. Surrendering does not mean that the crimes committed in the past can be written off. At that time, the weapons captured on the battlefield were stored in the camp of the Seventh Company. I took advantage of the night to get a heavy machine gun and a box of bullets. Go to the place where the prisoners are held and start shooting directly."

When talking about this matter, Lei Gong's face recovered, and he was even a little excited.

"Fire with a heavy machine gun, tsk tsk, Lei Gong, you are ruthless enough."

Although he didn't see it with his own eyes, Qiao Lin could also imagine the scene at that time.

Killing prisoners is a violation of discipline, but Qiao Lin doesn't think that Lei Gong has done too much. Since they invaded other countries and committed such heinous crimes, they should have been hacked into pieces. Only one bullet was taken. Cheap them too.

Qiao Lin has always believed that the culprit in every war is the leader behind the scenes, and there must be innocent people among the soldiers on the battlefield, such as Major John of the US Army who passed through the two lines of defense with a dark blade this time.

John was just a poor guy who didn't want to fight, but was forced into it.

But the little devil is the only exception. Qiao Lin always believes that in the 14-year-long invasion of the motherland by the little devil, none of the little devils who set foot on the country are innocent.

They all deserve to be damned.

"If the regiment leader hadn't led someone to hold me there, none of the prisoners would have survived. Later, I counted and found that more than 800 died. At that time, I was relieved and finally avenged my family and comrades. Yes, even if it is shot, I will admit it!"

Lei Gong still smashed his mouth as he spoke, as if he was reminiscing.

Qiao Lin stuck out his tongue in shock. There were more than 800 people. Strictly speaking, that already fell into the category of massacres, but Lei Gong is indeed a person capable of doing such things.

"If all the soldiers of the Seventh Company hadn't interceded for me, I might have been shot on the spot! This incident has also become a stain on my file, and I cannot be reused or promoted. This is the decision of my superiors to punish me, but I think It's worth it, it's really worth it, I can still survive and stay in Qilian, I don't have any regrets anymore."

Lei Gong said with a smile, the smile was very sincere.

"Lei Gong, as a soldier, you are indeed impulsive, but you are a man, I admire you."

Qiao Lin patted his chest and gave Lei Gong a thumbs up.

Maybe Lei Gong's behavior is not the best way to solve the problem, but it is the most relieving.

Isn't it worthy of respect for a person who is willing to risk being shot for the sake of his family and comrades-in-arms, and is willing to live an ordinary life?

Chapter 110

The process of waiting is always tormented, as is the case with the Dark Blade fighters on the mountain waiting for the Mi Army to attack, and the same is true for the Mi Army waiting for air fire support at the foot of the mountain.

"It's been more than two hours. Why hasn't the bomber from the headquarters come? Do you need someone to bring it here?"

Alex looked at his watch, whining constantly.

At noon, I asked my superiors for support, but it was already afternoon, and I didn't even see the shadow of the plane.

He couldn't help but began to wonder if the superior's reply was a lie. The headquarters didn't send bombers over at all.

"Wait another half an hour. If you still don't come, we will contact our superiors to inquire."

Several other commanders also found it very strange that even if they took off from the air force base in Japan, they should have arrived long ago.

"Damn!"

Alex cursed again, looking up at the mountain to the south.

There was no movement on the mountain, and it was eerily quiet. The volunteers hiding in the mountain were like hunters who had set traps, waiting for them to throw themselves into the trap.

Until now, he didn't know how many volunteers there were on the mountain.

All he knew was that there seemed to be an invisible line on the mountainside, and as long as the rice army soldiers crossed that line, their lives would be mercilessly harvested.

This feeling of being in danger and knowing nothing about it made him uncomfortable.

What neither the dark blade nor the Mi army knew was that at this moment, on the east front of Changjin Lake, nearly a thousand anti-aircraft guns were standing on the ground, with their muzzles facing the sky.

These anti-aircraft guns formed six fire defense lines. As long as an enemy plane passed by, hundreds of shells would be fired. The dense shell interception network made it impossible for the enemy plane to approach.

The pilots of the Mi Army who took off from the Japanese Air Force Base were going crazy. When they received the order, they thought it was a long-distance bombing mission, and the air supremacy of the peninsula had always been in the hands of the Mi Army, so they didn't think too much about it. Just flew over.

But seeing that they were about to reach their destination, trouble came.

Looking through the machine window, you can clearly see that the ground is full of anti-aircraft guns, as if they were waiting for them.

Anti-aircraft guns are different from anti-aircraft machine guns.

Anti-aircraft machine guns are specially used to attack aircraft, but the range is only 3000 meters. Beyond this distance, anti-aircraft machine guns cannot pose a threat to aircraft in the air.

However, anti-aircraft guns can strike both ground targets and air targets. The most important thing is that the range of anti-aircraft guns exceeds [-] meters.

This altitude has exceeded the limit of the bomber's flying altitude, and it is impossible to get out of the shooting range.

The Mi Army's flight formation had just arrived at the east line of Changjin Lake, and before they could understand what was going on, the anti-aircraft guns on the ground fired a salvo and shot down three bombers on the spot.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the other seven bombers retreated immediately, circled around a few times before returning, trying to fly past the line of defense again.

But what I didn't expect was that those anti-aircraft guns didn't perform ground combat missions, they just stared at them, and as soon as the plane approached, they immediately began to aim and fire.

After repeated trials in this way, only five of the ten bombers that originally flew together remained, which made the pilots of the Mi Army feel very depressed.

Of course, what puzzled them most was that in the past, the Volunteers used ammunition very frugally, wishing that a bullet could be split in half.

Especially anti-aircraft guns, which are relatively expensive weapons, have almost never been used by the Volunteers in air defense operations. First, the air supremacy is in the hands of the Mi Army, and second, the cost of shells is also very expensive. It often takes hundreds of shells to hit them. an airplane.

Rather than shooting so many shells into the sky, it is more cost-effective to put them into ground combat. Therefore, the Mi Army aircraft on the peninsula have hardly encountered interception.

Today's facts are a bit abnormal. It has been more than two hours, and the volunteers have also fired thousands of shells. They don't care about the loss at all, and they are still staring at the sky, with the intention of hitting you if you dare to come over.

According to the map coordinates, it is less than [-] kilometers away from the destination of Wulaoli.

But the distance of tens of kilometers has become an insurmountable gap for the pilots of the rice army.

What drove these pilots crazy was another thing. The plane's fuel was about to run out. If it continued to fly for less than 10 to [-] minutes, the plane would fall from the sky by itself without the need for the volunteers' anti-aircraft guns.

It was impossible to complete the mission of bombing at the destination. In desperation, the pilots had to contact the headquarters, requesting to abandon the mission, and find the nearest airport to land.

In the end, the remaining five rice army bombers had to return in despair and landed in a spare military airport on the eastern front.

"Damn! The bomber sent by the headquarters must have lost its way, right?"

Half an hour passed in a blink of an eye, and Alex stared at the sky eagerly, but he still didn't see the shadow of the plane.

"Contact your superiors and ask."

Others can't help it, and God knows how long they will have to wait.

After another half an hour, Alex looked at the telegram in front of him, dumbfounded.

This was sent directly by the Eastern Front Command, the content is very simple:

Due to the enhanced air firepower interception by the Eastern Front Volunteers, the bombers that were originally scheduled to come to Wulaoli for support have abandoned this mission.

"What does this mean? What does it mean? Can any of you understand it?"

Alex sent the telegram in his hand to the other commanders, and shouted almost frantically.

"Be quiet, Alex, can't you read?"

Someone took a step back in disgust: "If there is no air support, how can we fight this battle?"

Alex squatted on the ground dejectedly, scratching his hair, and shouted feebly.

After waiting for four hours, he finally got such a result. The huge gap made him a little unacceptable.

"How about we retreat? This battle can no longer be fought, the volunteers on the mountain are too scary!"

Alex looked helplessly at the others, hoping they would support his suggestion.

He didn't dare to fight anymore, the volunteer army on the mountain had left a shadow in his heart.

"Alex, do you want to go to a court-martial? What is the result of retreating without an order from a superior?"

James, who had been silent for a long time, said suddenly.

Alex trembled all over, and looked at James with a sad face: "It's all you, you bastard, if you didn't ask for offense repeatedly, would we have become like this?"

After finishing speaking, he rushed towards James, and the two wrestled together instantly.

The rest of the people had an attitude of nothing to do with themselves, watching coldly.

"Head, the superior has an order."

Alex's adjutant ran over and saw that his regiment leader was fighting with James, and hurriedly stepped forward to separate the two.

"Read!"

Alex wiped the blood from his nose, and said angrily that he and James were in the same boat, and neither of them took advantage.

"Because of the tense battle on the periphery, the Eastern Front Command asked us to eliminate the volunteers here before three o'clock in the morning, and then return to the second line of defense immediately."

After the adjutant finished reading, he handed over the telegram in his hand.

"what!"

Alex didn't care about his nosebleed anymore, so he took it and read it carefully, for fear of misreading a word.

Chapter 110 The company commander is injured

"In such a hurry, it seems that the first line of defense is about to fail!"

"There are less than ten hours left, we must act!"

Several other commanders also received the same order one after another, and made a decision after urgent discussions.

Seeing that the sun is about to set, the night is coming.

Qiao Lin couldn't help yawning, turned over and stretched on the snow.

"These foreign devils, are they coming or not?"

They have been lying in ambush on the mountain for several hours. If the enemy does not come again, the soldiers will almost fall asleep.

"Instructor, the enemy has started to move!"

Huang Dachuan hurried back to report the latest situation.

He didn't do anything this afternoon, just observed the enemy's situation, and he didn't know how many times he ran back and forth.

"Okay, tell everyone, get ready to fight!"

Jolin regained his spirits all of a sudden.

There were rustling footsteps in the forest, and the soldiers of the Mi Army marched forward cautiously one by one, keeping their eyes on the surroundings, for fear that some volunteers would jump out in the next second.

Especially when they came to the place where the fire had been exchanged before, they stopped directly and used rockets to focus fire for a round. After no volunteers counterattacked, they continued to move forward with confidence.