The situation of the other four anti-tank demolition groups was even worse, and Zhou Wu watched as they were hit by machine-gun bullets before they could get close to the tank and fell to the ground.
One group of brothers died even more miserably, pulling the fuse of the explosives bag as they fell to the ground, and crushed their bones with the little devils who surrounded them.
Seeing the tanks rumbling towards the position, Zhou Wu shouted at the top of his voice: "The second batch of demolition teams will be on me." ” The fat man also shouted: "Give me all the light and heavy firepower to hit the devil's small steel cannons and machine guns, and leave those infantry alone." ” Before the words fell, the fat man picked up a maxine and hit, and he beat and beat, only to hear a poof, and the bullet in the head of the loaded soldier next to him pierced and died.
The fat man desperately shouted: "Quick, reload Lao Tzu" Immediately, a brother with a broken leg crawled over to reload the fat man.
The devil's tank was getting closer and closer, and Zhou Wu could even hear the sound of the tank's "Kala, Kala" track friction, and a large group of devil infantry behind him had already followed to a place of one or two hundred meters.
The second group of anti-tank demolition teams was suppressed in an open area of about 100 meters from the position, in a dilemma and full of dangers, and the attention of the devils was turning to the brothers of the demolition group.
Zhou Wu scolded the fat man: "Where the hell is your firepower, quickly throw smoke bombs at the blasting team." ” The fat man was full of grievances, didn't he even play with the heavy machine gun himself, and those mortars were also taken by Lao Zhang.
There are so many devils, he has less than 2,000 people here, can he take care of them?
At this time, the fat man felt that there were two people in the world who were the most wronged, one was Dou E's sister more than 700 years ago, and the other was his old Liu.
Although he was full of complaints, the fat man didn't show it, he didn't say a word, and yelled at his subordinates: "Men of the bomb throwing team, go up with Lao Tzu." ” After speaking, the fat man picked up a handful of grenades and jumped out of the trench and rushed to the tank, and the bomb throwing team behind them were desperate when they saw the regiment, and they were embarrassed to nest in the trench didn't have time to think about it, the bombing team ran closely after the fat man, and at this time, the devil's firepower was desperately fighting against the light and heavy machine guns on the national army's position.
Zhang Ercheng's continuous shelling also made the little devil very worried, so they didn't notice the situation of the fat man and the bomb throwing team for the time being.
The fat man ran and stopped, ran out of a distance of 100 meters, and when he saw the right time, the fat man yelled: "Drop the bomb" More than 30 brothers in the bomb throwing group threw a burst of grenades together, and a thick smoke and fire suddenly rushed from the side of the devil tank.
The second group of demolition groups reached the range of the tanks and was enveloped in a thick cloud of smoke.
At this time, the tank could no longer be seen in the telescope, and the devil was anxious, and immediately turned the muzzle of the gun and fired frantically at the smoke.
Zhou Wu's heart rose to his throat, and he was worried about whether the brothers of the demolition team would be able to survive such fierce firepower.
Zhou Wu urgently called Zhang Ercheng and ordered him to shoot a smoke bomb two hundred meters in front of the position, completely disrupting the devil's vision.
Zhang Ercheng's side had just been transferred to a new position, and the artillery had not yet been set up.
Hearing Zhou Wu's desperate call, he knew that the situation in the front position must be very critical, otherwise Zhou Wu would not be so anxious.
Time was pressing, Zhang Ercheng took matters into his own hands, thinking about loading a few 82 mortars and firing a few smoke bombs to save the emergency.
In less than two minutes, he and a few artillerymen crackled and made five mortars, and fired smoke grenades "tom".
There were two artillery brothers who were quite exaggerated, one holding the mortar barrel in his hand to the sky, and the other picking up the shell and stuffing it into the chamber with a pop.
The two of them had one side of their heads, and the shells flew out of their chambers to the target position.
The brother who was holding the barrel of the mortar was not far enough away, and his right ear was burned by the heat from the ejection of the gun, and most of his head was burned out, and his ear was shocked to blood.
But even so, he still held the barrel of the cannon and kept firing shells.
It is conceivable that holding an 82 mm thick cannon in both hands and firing the cannon is what it feels like to not be deaf in the ears.
Zhang Ercheng hurriedly ordered everyone not to dig a pit for the howitzers yet, and all the people took action to set up those mortars and open fire to support the forward positions.
The mortars were easy to disassemble and assemble, Zhang Ercheng and they quickly installed 40 mortars of all sizes, and in a series of commands, each gun position adjusted the firing angle, took the shells, and waited for Zhang Ercheng to give an order.
At this time, Zhou Wu's hurried call came from Zhang Ercheng's radio: "Old Zhang, use all your artillery to bombard the devil infantry, and we will solve the tanks ourselves." ” Zhang Ercheng received the order, and as soon as he opened fire, 40 mortars of all sizes suddenly rang out non-stop.
Artillerymen are like operators on the assembly line of a factory, mechanically repeating the actions of loading ammunition, covering their ears, and squatting with their heads sideways.
Bursts of smoke and dust were kicked up on the artillery position, and a deadly shell flew towards the position, exploding in succession among the devils who rushed up.
The devil hurriedly lay down on the ground and returned fire with all kinds of light and heavy weapons in his hands.
The machine-gun shooters on the Nationalist positions had changed three or four times, and there were still quite a few soldiers rushing to the machine-gun positions one after another.
Everywhere there was the sound of bullets whistling and whistling, and everywhere there were hoarse shouts from both sides.
The rising smoke almost covered the sky above the position, and the choking smoke made Zhou Wu's tears flow down uncontrollably.
Suddenly, a cannonball flew in, and Zhou Wugang wanted to lie down, but a brother next to him slammed him to the ground.
With a bang, Zhou Wu was stunned by the cannonball and lost consciousness.
In a trance, Zhou Wu felt that someone was desperately shaking his shoulder: "Brigade, Brigade, you wake up" Zhou Wu struggled to open his eyes and found a large group of people gathered around him, the steel helmet on the fat man's head was gone, replaced by a circle of bandages oozing with blood.
Zhou Wu hurriedly jumped up, grabbed the fat man's hand and asked, "Where are the devils?"
"Brigade seat, the first wave of the devil's attack was repelled by us."
The fat man was very proud when he said this, it was really not easy, with less than 2,000 people to defeat the little devils who were several times his own, he did have capital pride.
"What about the brother who pounced on me" Zhou Wu felt uneasy and guilty in his heart.
"He's dead."
The fat man said.
Although Zhou Wu knew that under the circumstances at that time, the soldier's hope of surviving was very slim, he still shuddered when he heard the news from the fat man's mouth with his own ears.
In order to save him, another good man died, and Zhou Wu felt ashamed of his parents.
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"Where's he, take me there."
Zhou Wu wanted to take one last look at the brother who had saved his life.
The fat man led Zhou Wu to a place where the corpses of the sacrificed soldiers were placed, and the fat man pointed to a young man who was only about 20 years old and said: "It's this brother, 21 years old, from Shangrao, Jiangxi, the commander of the third battalion and the third company of the first regiment, his name is Zeng Siyan." ” Zhou Wu looked solemn, came to Zeng Siyan's side, "snapped" one of them stood up and saluted, took off his steel helmet and bowed deeply to him, and the others also took off their hats to mourn and salute.
"Fatty, what's wrong with the devil's tank" Zhou Wu asked, looking back at the bandage on the fat man's head.
"All the tanks that the devils rushed up were blown up by us, but all of our anti-tank demolition teams were killed, and none of them came back alive.
I tried to get their bodies back, but I couldn't find any of them, so I had to ask someone to pick up some broken arms and legs. ” The fat man is a good hand at fighting, and he never blinks when he kills devils, but when he thinks of the tragic situation of the brothers in the demolition team, he can't control his emotions and chokes up as he speaks.
Hearing this, Zhou Wu's heart seemed to have been smashed by a sledgehammer, and his body shook weakly a few times.
The fat man's eyes were quick, and he hurriedly held on: "Luza, are you okay?"
Zhou Wu tried his best to control his emotions, and pretended to be calm and said: "I'm fine, you quickly ask someone to count the casualties, and the devil will come up again." ” "Luzao, you listen to my advice, quickly retreat to the back, here I am, don't worry, my old Liu doesn't dare to brag, but I will definitely not take a step back."
The fat man was worried that Zhou Wu was hanging around on the front line like this, and sooner or later something would happen, if the brigade commander hung up on his position, then he wouldn't be able to eat and walk away.
Obviously, the fat man wants to send Zhou Wu away, so that he will have less worries, and he can boldly throw off his arms and fight the devil.
"Fatty, do you think I'm here to supervise you, I came to the front line to give a signal to my brothers, I'm here, Zhou Wu is here, they can't retreat, what to rely on to fight is not weapons, but morale."
"When you feel like you're about to be unable to hold on, the little devils on the other side are the same as us, they are also raised by their mothers, made of meat, and they don't have anything more than us.
The first combined attack of tanks and infantry was defeated by us, and since we can repel once, we can repel the second, and the third until we die."
After listening to Zhou Wu's words, the morale of the soldiers soared, and they all said that they would never retreat and were willing to live and die with the position.
Zhou Wu saw that his morale was boosted, and then said: "You can't use brute force to fight a war, you must know how to save yourself."
Now we have repelled the first wave of attacks from the devils, buying time for the brothers of the second and third regiments behind. ” "Just now Chief of Staff Ding reported that they had dug anti-tank trenches over there, and mines and various obstacles had been laid around the positions.
When the devils launched a second attack, we resisted a little, and then covered each other and retreated to the positions of the second and third regiments, and continued to resist, no matter what the cost, we must hold out until the evening, and at night it will be our world. ” t1706231537: