sinovels Chapter 215 For My Motherland (Please Subscribe! Ask For Flowers! Please Collect!)
Chapter 215 For My Motherland (Please Subscribe! Ask For Flowers! Please Collect!)
Surrounding the main peaks of these two highlands, the three platoons of each company surround a combat company on the main peak in a zigzag shape, so that no matter where the enemy attacks upwards from, they will be attacked from two directions at the same time, and after all, they are condescending. They occupy the terrain advantage, but the other advantages are gone.
This group of soldiers from the 447th Regiment is indeed the trump card of the 319A Division. They were not afraid of Zuo Qingyun's attack when they charged. The heavy machine guns at the bottom of the mountain even suppressed their firepower. After all, as a reconnaissance force, they did not have their heavy weapons , the only supporting weapons are four mortars and six rocket launchers.
"Boom!" A shell exploded in the position, and a soldier fell into a pool of blood. Most of his head was cut off by shrapnel, and his stump fell to the ground. Tumbling, especially the batch of recruits just added.
"Spit what?" Zuo Qingyun glanced at them. These are the reconnaissance platoons of the synthetic battalion. They have never experienced life-and-death battles. !"
They were silent, and then turned around and continued to fight. Zuo Qingyun squatted down and looked at the sacrificed Wu Qiangqiang. What can they do? In front of their positions, the corpses of the soldiers of the Monkey Army were piled up, and their miserable conditions were no different. Don’t they have any parents or relatives? They just became pawns of those in power.
The battle lasted for a whole day, and when night fell, Zuo Qingyun and the others did not rest. During the daytime battle, they lost 15 people, 34 people were slightly injured, and 10 people were seriously injured. One-fifth of the ammunition was left, and they had to guard against their sneak attack at night. . It can be said that such a solitary battle will test the will of the soldiers even more. Everyone is in a crude position, their bodies are covered with blood, and everyone exudes a strong smell of blood.
Zuo Qingyun asked them to take turns to rest and stand guard. Through the radio, they knew that Li Wenyao was driving a tank to open the way and galloped towards Nangao. Originally, the air force wanted to provide direct support, but the monkey army's anti-aircraft firepower forced them They couldn't pass through the air defense network, but the artillery battalion supported them a lot. Most of the monkey soldiers in front of their positions were wiped out by artillery fire.
"What, one regiment takes turns to attack, and they can't even take down two hills?" Knowing the unfavorable situation of the 447th regiment's offensive, Pu Dengwen cursed angrily, "Let the secret service regiment attack for me!"
"yes!"
"Comrades, let me sing a song for everyone!" Zuo Qingyun said, looking at the officers and soldiers who were a little depressed. The night is very quiet. Coughing, hearing Zuo Qingyun's voice, all eyes were on him.
Because their position is here, they are not afraid of being exposed, Zuo Qingyun sang loudly: "A big river has wide waves, and the wind blows the fragrance of rice and flowers on both banks. My family lives on the bank. I am used to listening to the chant of the boatmen and seeing the white sails on the bed. , this is a beautiful motherland
Such a picture seemed to appear in everyone's minds. On both sides of the calm and turbulent Yangtze River, the wind blowing over the rice on both sides brought bursts of fragrance, and the boatmen's chant echoed on the Yangtze River. The hometown, the parents in the hometown, and the beauty of the hometown are vividly presented.
The melody of Zuo Qingyun is getting more and more passionate, even Shangguan Yun and the others on the mountain over there can hear it, that kind of enthusiasm seems to be erupting like a mountain torrent, with the emotion that makes everyone uplifted, this emotion comes from a powerful The motherland comes from their pride as Yanhuang soldiers and the national pride hidden in the hearts of every Yanhuang person.
"This is the motherland of the hero, the place where I grew up. In this ancient land, there is the power of youth everywhere." The pride of the soldiers, a surge of heroism reverberated in their chests, dispelling all the fear in their hearts. In order to protect their hometown and protect Yanhuang, these guys must pay the price.
"Long live Yanhuang!"
"Long live the Yanhuang People's Army!" All of a sudden, shouts rang out from the top of the two hills, which made Ruan Zhongming, the head of the 447 regiment at the foot of the mountain, feel chilled. He naturally understood Yanhuang language, and he was a survivor of the war twenty years ago. Or, this is not the first time he has seen the strength of Yanhuang, and he once again doubted himself, can such an army really be defeated by himself?
"The enemy is attacking!" There was a sudden sound of gunfire in the dark night, and for a moment, this group of soldiers burst out with amazing power. Melee.
Zuo Qingyun drew out his pistol, pointed it at a Monkey Army agent rushing towards him, shot him directly between the eyebrows, and then took advantage of the situation to use his body as a meat shield to raise the gun in his hand and quickly pointed upwards The rushing monkey army strafed, and the formation of the monkey army suddenly fell apart.
"Wori!" A soldier strangled a 250 Monkey Army agent with both hands, and the two rolled on the ground. In the end, the soldier directly bit off the monkey army agent's ear.
"Ah!" The monkey army agent let out a scream, and then a knife was directly inserted into his back.
"Little Yazi, you did a good job!" The one who rescued him was his squad leader. After rescuing him, he immediately joined the battle group. Under the light of the fire, his figure seemed so tall.
"Ah!" The monkey army's bayonet pierced into a soldier's abdominal cavity, but he held the bayonet tightly, no matter how hard the agent tried, he couldn't tear it apart. The soldier looked at the monkey army soldier in front of him and suddenly smiled. He pulled out the ring of the grenade with all his strength, and threw it at the feet of the monkey army soldiers.
"Boom!" Under the terrified eyes of this soldier, the grenade exploded, and he and the five monkey soldiers around him were immediately engulfed in flames.
And on another mountain, they faced the same scene. The brutal fighting made everyone red-eyed. They only had one goal, to annihilate their opponents.
The morning sun rises slowly, and the night once shrouded the land, but the most shining aspect of the Yanhuang soldiers is not the night, but the brilliant brilliance shining on them.