The dizzy Zhou Changfeng looked down and found that his abdomen was already red, and then he felt water dripping down his neck. When he touched it, his neck was also bleeding?
Several people around him were shocked, and the medics who rushed over hurriedly checked him. Fortunately, the shrapnel only scratched his neck and made a cut; while another shrapnel directly hit his ribs.
"It's not a big problem...Give me the bandage! Go and save others!" Zhou Changfeng grabbed the bandage, then reached out and pushed the medical soldier away.
He glanced in front of him and asked loudly while wrapping the bandage: "What is the situation of the enemy's tank detachment like..."
"Boom!" Before he could finish his words, another 4.5-inch grenade hit the outer wall of the third floor.
Although the soldiers had previously stacked bags of earth bags behind the wall to reduce secondary damage from stray bullets and shelling, the effect was ultimately limited.
The grenade just fired directly wiped out an anti-aircraft machine gun team. The window they were in had been blown open, and the twisted steel bars were exposed.
Zhou Changfeng, who was choking on the dust and coughing, got up from the ground. What he saw were several parts of a heavy machine gun tripod and a bloody severed hand. The dial of the watch on his wrist was broken, but the hands were still holding on. walking.
The strong smell of blood and gunpowder smoke mixed together and entered his nose. The instinctive physiological reaction made him feel nauseous and wanted to vomit, but now he had to swallow hard to suppress the feeling of vomiting.
"As an officer, you must lead by example" is not difficult to say, but how can it be so easy to do it when you are on the battlefield?
A second lieutenant with bloodstained face walked forward a few steps and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Sir! It's too dangerous! Go to the first floor!"
"Nonsense! Get back to your fighting position!" Zhou Changfeng came to a window without paying attention and leaned tightly against the earth bags.
He took a deep breath, then carefully stood up and looked out through the binoculars.
Half of the dozen tanks were destroyed and injured, and the ground was covered with craters. The more than 200 British and Indian troops accompanying them were digging foxholes on the spot while fighting back desperately.
As expected, he was going to get stuck there.
Even the simplest field bunker can greatly weaken the effect of incoming firepower. A qualified infantryman can dig a lying foxhole in just ten minutes, and it can be strengthened in half an hour. Kneeling Foxhole.
This British-Indian army unit is extremely courageous. They are currently being attacked from both sides by Highland Zero and the urban area, but they still have not retreated and are carrying out close-in operations tenaciously.
He retracted his head, turned around and asked, "How about the woods to the north?!"
Someone replied: "There has been movement observed, but the details are unknown!"
After learning about the situation, Zhou Changfeng went downstairs. As soon as he returned to the headquarters, he called to inquire about the situation at Highland Zero.
After a long wait, Liu Qidong's voice sounded on the microphone, "We are doing very well here. We only drop more than a dozen rounds per minute."
Zhou Changfeng took two sips of tea and said in a deep voice: "Before the sun sets, the enemy forces that cut into the middle area will be able to build bunkers. After they are stabilized, the enemy forces in front of you may try a general attack, and then the several forests in the north of the city will There are also enemy troops out and about, and they are expected to contain us later, so they probably won’t be able to support us later!”
"Battalion Commander, don't worry, we haven't had enough of it yet. If we don't kill a hundred and eighty enemies, we will be embarrassed to go to the brothels in the future."
"Ha, that's easy to say. Don't complain later."
As soon as he put down the phone, a communications soldier handed the message to Zhou Changfeng with both hands.
He took it and took a few glances, to the effect that the retreat of the Twelfth Division was still not going smoothly. It was bombed repeatedly by the enemy air force this afternoon, and the division commander was seriously injured. The chief of staff took over the command. Now the headquarters requires the first battalion to hold on until July. One evening.
In addition to this bad news, the two good news are that the main force of the Third Mixed Brigade is also working hard to arrive. Although they have also been attacked by air raids, they are expected to arrive in the next two days. In addition, the Air Force agreed to organize an airdrop and requested that the Required supplies are listed.
Zhou Changfeng, who had a complex look on his face, thought for a few seconds and then ordered: "Return the call, we will do our best to hold on. As for the supplies... the 80-year-old bombs, the 64-year-old bombs, the 2nd and 3rd sharp bullets, and grenades are the most important, and the rest of the supplies are just whatever."
The so-called two- and three-pointed bullets are actually the Ming army's standard rifle ammunition, with a caliber of 23 centimeters, or 7.36mm; while the heavy-pointed bullets are theoretically special ammunition for machine guns, with lead-core boat tail warheads, and have better long-distance velocity storage capabilities , in contrast, the light-pointed bullets used in ordinary rifles have lead-core flat bottoms.
Of course, the two can actually be mixed, but the ballistic performance will change, and there will be obvious differences at medium and long distances.
The sound of gunfire continued, and the fierce fighting continued.
After just over half an hour, several A9 cruise tanks had exhausted their artillery shells, but they still fired desperately with machine guns. The anti-aircraft machine gun team that suffered heavy losses had to give up shooting with it. Only one of the four anti-aircraft machine guns is now available, and the other one needs repair.
As the saying goes, "If you often walk along the river, your shoes won't get wet." The ghostly and nimble combat anti-gun team also had unlucky moments. Previously, three people were blown away by several rounds of 2-pound high-explosive bombs.
Less than forty minutes before sunset, the British-Indian army's general attack arrived just as Zhou Changfeng had guessed.
After carrying out fierce damaging fire on the hillock, the British-Indian Fourth Artillery Battalion switched to suppressive fire. The Raigarh Battalion and the Hyderabad Battalion put all six companies into the battle and launched a strong attack in three waves.
Soon, Highland Zero ushered in an unprecedented fierce battle.
The two companies of the Tezpur Battalion have now entered the continuous woods to the north of the city and are cautiously advancing south. They plan to set up a deep defensive position starting from the edge of the woods.
"Boom!" The explosion of the landmine was accompanied by screams, and the two soldiers kept wailing in a pool of blood.
How many other mines are there nearby? Fear stemmed from the unknown, and the panicked British and Indian soldiers stopped.
At this moment, not only were several observation posts and warning posts near the woods monitoring their actions, but the hospital building was also aware of it.
Zhou Changfeng nodded, and then a communications soldier picked up the phone and said: "Class 1 and Class 2, prepare according to the original plan. Please reply when you receive it."
A few minutes later.
Soldiers from Companies A and C of Tezpur Camp lay on the ground and stabbed their long P1907 bayonets diagonally into the soil - if they hit a hard object, it might be a mine, otherwise they could continue. This was without Emergency mine detection methods in the case of engineers.
The gentle breeze blows on your face, making people feel much more comfortable in this hot and humid climate.
Suddenly, a red signal flare shot into the sky, which was particularly obvious. Then, the whistling sound of mortar shells suddenly reached their ears?
Three rounds, a total of twelve smoke bombs, fell in the woods. The red phosphorus inside them immediately reacted and began to rapidly release dense red phosphorus smoke.
The expected explosion did not come, and the British and Indian soldiers lying on the ground looked at each other - did the Chinese fire the wrong shell?
