After successively capturing several blocking positions, Lao Fan obviously discovered that our army's equipment was extremely backward, so tanks, the battlefield killers, were dispatched.
According to Lao Fan's idea: You are a light infantryman, so it doesn't matter if you have many positions. If you don't have anti-tank weapons, I will just flatten you with tanks!
Unfortunately, Van Fleet once again underestimated the fighting will of the Volunteer Army.
No heavy weapons? Then use explosive bags! Without the slightest hesitation, our great Volunteer Army soldier carried his explosive bag and rolled down the hillside to the enemy's tank. With a rumble, he died together with the enemy.
The comrades behind him didn't even have time to feel sad. They grabbed another explosive bag and stared at the other tank trying to go uphill.
Although the volunteers of the Volunteer Army successfully blasted one tank after another with their fearless spirit of sacrifice, more soldiers fell on the way down the hillside.
And as each warrior fell, the blocking positions also changed hands one by one.
Almost every twenty minutes or so, the commander of the 189th Division would receive a battle report from the front: "Position No. 1 is lost, Position No. 2 is lost... Position No. 37 is lost."
Lost, yes, there were only reports of lost positions, but no reports of casualties. The division commander knew that only when the last soldier on the position fell completely, the position was considered lost.
As of June 2, the battle has entered its third day, and more than half of the more than 200 large and small positions built by Cai Changyuan have been lost. Furious, Van Fleet once again increased his firepower and troops, and once again launched a strong attack on the commanding heights of Seed Mountain guarding the road.
The importance of this commanding height is obviously self-evident. There are more than 100 volunteers stationed at the blocking position here, and their weapons and equipment are also the best in the division. However, after two days and two nights of almost non-stop fighting, the position was completely depleted of ammunition and food, and even the cat's ears had been blown up. With nothing left to defend, the soldiers immediately took the remaining grenades and explosive packs and fought with the enemy. The army perished together.
The huge roar reminded division commander Cai Changyuan - the commanding heights of Seed Mountain cannot be lost!
Several peripheral positions were abandoned, and the transferred troops, together with the division's remaining guards, staff, and even the cooking squad, as well as the lightly injured wounded soldiers, formed a death squad to launch a counterattack on the commanding heights of Seed Mountain.
The mobilization in front of the station was very simple, more like the announcement of an order: recapture the commanding heights of Seed Mountain and hold it!
"Is there any problem?" A hoarse voice came from Cai Changyuan's mouth. The continuous battles and almost non-stop orders not only consumed Cai Changyuan's brain and heart, but also his voice.
"Commander, can you give me a potato? I'm really hungry." A soldier from the death squad who had an injured leg and was leaning on a cane said softly.
In just a moment, tears filled Cai Changyuan's eyes. What a good soldier this is! Cai Changyuan gritted his teeth and didn't even dare to look at the group of soldiers in front of him. As a division commander, he couldn't let tears fall.
What a good soldier this is! Facing life and death, all you want is a potato.
Why didn't Cai Changyuan want his soldiers to be full before going to war? Even he himself had not eaten a grain of rice for three days. At this time, Cai Changyuan wanted to dig out a potato or even a grain of rice from his stomach. , but it’s a pity that he didn’t have any, not even a potato or a grain of rice.
What a good soldier this is! Cai Changyuan did not answer the words of the war. There was a trace of trembling in his hoarse voice. The "cruel" Cai Changyuan finally ordered: "Let's go!"
Without the slightest hesitation, they turned around and walked towards Seed Mountain.
The artillery in the distance was still roaring, and the shells were scattered around him along with the rubble; the machine gun above his head was already set up, and dense bullets fell like raindrops on his side.
The horn of the charge had already sounded, and the warriors of the death squads were divided into groups of three and three, forming a battle formation, and launched a desperate charge towards the high ground of Seed Mountain.
"Charge forward and take back the high ground!" That was the only thought in the hearts of the soldiers.
However, under the suppression of the enemy's heavy firepower, the death squad soldiers who had no geographical advantage were almost in a desperate situation.
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He fearlessly sacrificed his spirit and successfully regained the position at the cost of more than half of the losses. However, before they had time to repair themselves, the United Army's next round of attack was launched again.
For a time, Seed Mountain Highlands fell into repeated tug-of-war.
And this sawing was another day and night. Finally, while the commanding heights of Seed Mountain were still being fought over and over again, and when Commander Cai was determined to lead the last suicide squad to retake the high ground, the order for the military headquarters to retreat finally came...
At this time, it was already June 3rd. The strength of the owning division at this time has been reduced sharply to only more than 1,000 people, and more than 1,000 people still stick to the position. That is to say, Van Fleet spent three days and a huge amount of ammunition, but in the end he failed to break through the 189th Division's blockade.
Behind the 189th Division, the brothers of the Volunteer Army have built defenses, and the 189th Division successfully completed its blocking mission. It can be said that the heroic 189th Division successfully slowed down the enemy's attack speed with the lives and flesh of each martyr and made an outstanding contribution to the overall victory.
I ask you, what can you do?
Facing such a critical situation and accomplishing such a feat depended on nothing but the fearless spirit of sacrifice and extremely tenacious fighting will of the soldiers of our great Volunteer Army.
Coincidentally, Zhao Jun is obviously facing a similar situation today - a dangerous situation that cannot be defended at all, but must be defended, and holding on means victory.
They also faced an extremely powerful opponent - more than 300,000 Qin troops, twice or almost three times the number of troops, surrounding the Zhao army like an iron barrel;
The same is true of a serious lack of combat power - a hundred thousand young men formed a temporary army, and their combat power was not even as good as the thirty to fifty thousand old soldiers. There were also very few generals available. In more than an hour, the fortress that had high hopes was breached five times in a row. seat. At this rate, the remaining fortresses may not be able to hold on for even a day or two.
The same hope - Zhao Kuo firmly believed that the reinforcements were already on the way and would arrive soon, as long as he could hold on for a few more days.
And similarly, because of Zhao Kuo's own series of operations: there was a "War Letter" in the front, constantly motivating the armies, and in the middle, Zhao Kuo revealed intentionally or unintentionally that the reinforcements were on the way. "The victory portrayal is reflected in reality, as well as the unsolvable feud between Qin and Zhao.
Today's Zhao army may still have poor combat power, but its fighting will in the battle with Qin is already the same as that of our Chinese volunteer army. In addition, Zhao Kuo took the lead in attacking the Qin army that day and was not harmed by the Qin army's hidden arrows. This made Zhao Kuo's soldiers bravely fight to take the lead when facing the Qin army.
What else is there to say...
Fight!
