"Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta..."
"Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta..."
Following the order from the battalion commander, the remaining light and heavy machine guns on the position opened fire first, pouring rain of bullets on the Japanese soldiers;
The Japs' offensive was interrupted, and a large number of Japs were knocked to the ground. Other Japs lay down on the spot and fired at the soldiers of a group. The Japs' grenades and mortars also joined the battle, specifically to sneak attack on a group of soldiers. machine gun firepower point.
The Japanese's marksmanship was very accurate. Although they were attacking from above and had no fortifications as defense, they still fought back and forth with the group, causing casualties on each other, just a little more.
"Bagou!"
A rifle bullet hit Zheng Yong's shoulder. Blood immediately stained his military uniform, and the pain made his facial muscles twitch.
"Battal Commander, you are injured! Health worker! Health worker!!"
Correspondent Hei Wa shouted at the top of his lungs.
"Hei Wa, what's the matter? I just got bitten by a mosquito. What's the fuss about? Leave me alone and beat up the son of a bitch!"
The hygienist carried the medicine box on his back and rushed over in three steps. After briefly checking Zheng Yong's wound, he took out a packet of medicinal powder from the medicine box, skillfully tore open an opening, and then sprinkled the powder on the wound. Finally, the wound was simply bandaged with gauze;
"Battal Commander, the bullet is probably stuck in the shoulder blade. Surgery is required, otherwise the wound infection will cause trouble!"
"Come on, two people, carry the battalion commander down!"
Zheng Yong was unhappy when he heard this and shouted:
"I'm fine, just go and do whatever you need to do!"
The two soldiers were stunned, not knowing who to listen to.
The health worker did not give Zheng Yong face, but said directly to the soldier carrying the stretcher:
"Why are you standing still? All the wounded on the battlefield listen to me, not to mention the battalion commander, not the regimental commander! What are you talking about? There is something wrong with the battalion commander's injury, can you take the responsibility?"
As soon as the health worker finished speaking, another cry for help came from the other side:
"Hygienist! Hygienist!!"
The health worker couldn't control Zheng Yong anymore and went to rescue another injured person with the medicine box on his back...
Zheng Yong took a look and shouted to the two stretcher bearers:
"Why are you standing there in a daze? I'm fine. Follow the health worker. It's important to save people!"
The two stretcher-bearing soldiers were still stunned. Zheng Yong glared and cursed:
"Why are you two so stubborn? Now that the health worker is not here, I have the final say and execute the order."
The two stretcher-bearing soldiers bent down and took the order. Zheng Yong endured the pain and continued to direct the battle.
After the Japanese's three-axe was pushed over by a group, the two sides entered a tug-of-war, and no one could do anything to the other.
At Yumenkou Ferry, the 14th Group Army Headquarters had successfully crossed the river. Although they suffered heavy losses under the bombing of Japanese planes, the main force successfully entered Hancheng;
The next day it was the turn of the 93rd Army to cross the river. Due to the limited number of boats at the ferry, the 98th Army chose to retreat to the Taiyue area. The army and division commanders ran very fast, and a large number of troops were abandoned.
Although the 315th Brigade was blocking the attack in Mengongling and the Japanese army was temporarily blocked outside Menggong Town, those officials had no confidence that the 315th Brigade could stop the Japanese.
In their opinion, if an army group has been defeated, how can a brigade stand up to it?
When escaping for your life, whose legs are faster!
The Third Regiment, under the leadership of Hu Jianhua, has been using all means to gather the defeated troops in the past two days. There are soldiers from all armies, including the 93rd Army, 98th Army, 15th Army, and the Group Army Headquarters. As long as they are alone, they will be gathered together;
The troops of the third regiment swelled like a snowball. After there were more people, the troops became more angry and they did not want to be defeated like this.
These are all veterans of hundreds of battles. They have fought with the Japanese to death in Zhongtiao Mountain for several years, and they have never fought such a useless battle!
"Captain Hu, don't run away, we Lao Shaan came here to fight the Japanese, and we will die in Zhongtiao Mountain even if we die!"
A year ago, young and old men beat gongs and drums to send us across the river to fight the Japanese. Now the Japanese have not been beaten away, but we are beaten across the river by the Japanese.
You don't have the shame to go home, brothers, fight with the Japanese!
Sir, can you give us a piece of cake before you fight the Japanese?
You guys haven't eaten for a few days, so even if you die, you'll be a dead ghost! "
As soon as the captain and company commander of the Shaanxi Army finished speaking, others all agreed, hoping that they could have a piece of cake before going to the battlefield...
Hu Jianhua, an iron-clad man, suddenly felt hazy in front of his eyes. The brothers in Zhongtiao Mountain were suffering so much!
"Brothers, come back with us. We'll take care of the tortillas. When you're full, we'll fight the devils together."
Hu Jianhua's words were greeted with cheers. As long as there were pancakes to eat, Lao Shaan was an iron-clad man and would never be afraid to fight the Japanese.
"Jiujiu, the old Qin, fought against the national calamity together; Jiujiu, the old Qin, restored our rivers and mountains. Until the blood is shed, there will be a truce to the death..."
The Shaanxi soldiers sang their unique war song, the dull voice was as thick and decisive as the loess;
Together with Lao Qin's war hymn, he will never stop fighting!
Leng Wa, who was not as tall as a gun, tightened the sword in his hand. Although he was not assigned a gun, his desire to fight was no less than that of the others. He sharpened the sword to a brilliant level...
"Baby, how old are you this year?"
"Sir, I'm 15 this year, give me pancakes, I can kill the Japanese!"
The veteran beside him took over and said:
"Sir, Sanwazi is only 13 years old."
Erwazi immediately corrected:
"I'm actually 15 years old!"
Hu Jianhua took off his fried noodle bag from his body and handed it to Sanwazi. Then he asked for a box cannon and several magazines from the guard, handed them to Erwazi, and said:
"Will it work?"
Erwazi's eyes glowed, and he reached out to take it, then retracted it and looked at the veteran;
The veteran nodded at him, and Erwazi happily took the gun box and magazine. He checked the gun box skillfully, and after making sure it was correct, he put the gun in his belt like a treasure.
Hu Jianhua's guard pursed his lips and said:
"This gun has been with me for three years. It has killed more than a handful of Japs. Just go ahead and have fun. You can't find such a good gun anywhere."
Sanwazi smiled sheepishly, but had no intention of returning the gun to the big guard;
The commander gave it to him!
"Brothers from the Third Regiment and those who still have some leftover food will be given to the brothers from the Shaanxi Army. Let's put some food in our stomachs first. When we get back, we will eat corn pancakes together. Enough is enough!"
After hearing this, the old Shaanxi people cheered. With food and guns, they dared to fight with the Japanese with their lives until death!
Hu Jianhua may not know that most of the thousands of Shaanxi troops he had just gathered were killed in battle in another time and space, and the rest would rather die than surrender. They faced their homeland and jumped into the rolling river...
Jiujiao Lao Qin will fight until death!
