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Chapter 147 The Warriors Bathed in Blood on the Eastern Mountain Peak [-]

When the bloody bones and the sky-shaking killing shouts lit up above the snow peak, the frontline headquarters of the [-]nd Regiment near the foot of Dongshan was having a meeting to arrange a battle plan.

"The [-]nd Regiment fought tenaciously, but they could not relax for a moment. There are signs that the Americans still want to escape from our pockets..."

Huang Chaotian, Commander of the 58th Division of the [-]th Army, just saw the front line listening to today's report on the battle situation, and he was relieved to hear that the soldiers repelled another wave of enemy attacks in the morning...

boom!
He was standing in front of the crude command table to study the next command plan, when suddenly the sound of gunfire exploded, and the yellow mud from the entire roof fell onto the table, startling all the officers and soldiers in the room.

"telescope!"

Everyone hid in a hurry, Huang Chaotian quickly reached out to ask for it.

The combat secretary next to him quickly took it off his neck and handed it over. Commander Huang quickly raised the binoculars and looked anxiously towards the direction of the 1071.1 highland in the southeast.

Huang Chaotian's face was grim. He could clearly see that the US and South Korean troops were attacking like a hornet's nest on the mountain. Soldiers and positions were constantly falling, and artillery fire and planes were still raging and roaring past.

He immediately turned around and asked, "What's going on, why did the Americans come with so many troops again..."

boom!
While speaking, another shell crossed the high ground and hit the plains and hills on their side. The whole room was shaking. The sound of artillery fire and the strong vibration were the first time in the past few days.

"Chief! Get out of here..."

"Don't pull me!" Huang Chaotian yelled, he looked at Wang Xiang, the head of the [-]nd Regiment, and asked, "What's the matter with you, didn't you just say you beat them off, you stupid Wang?"

Commander Wang Xiang also looked ugly: "It was repelled. But yesterday evening, all the enemies in Liutanli withdrew to Xiajieyuli, and the neighboring troops over there were not surrounded. It can't be stopped, and the Americans transported a large amount of weapons and supplies by air overnight, and the soldiers can't stop it at all..."

"If you can't stop it, you will stop it!"

He cursed loudly, pointing to the highest peak on the mountain: "Which army is guarding there?"

He could see where the enemy fired the hardest, and the battle sequence of the attack was the most... and the most brutal.

Wang Xiang: "It's a friendly army of the 27th Army, the seventh interspersed company of the Fortified One Regiment."

Huang Chaotian was taken aback: "They are the replacement team, the company with the fighting heroes?"

Wang Xiang nodded as a tacit consent.He thought for a while and then said, "How about the casualties?"

Head Wang looked ashamed, and he took off his hat: "Our logistics has not arrived, no supplies have been sent up, and there is no support from the side down the mountain...they fought very hard."

"There is no more Yang Gensi, and if I want to kill another combat hero, how can I explain to the chiefs...You guys, alas!"

Hearing what he said, as a teacher, Huang Chaotian knew that the soldiers could not be blamed for this, but he was still surprisingly angry.

He kept pacing back and forth in the room, and the sounds of cannons, gunshots, and killings outside continued to ring out. The more he listened, the more frightened he became, and the more he listened, the more anxious he became.

He stopped suddenly: "There is still the 26th Army! Where are their people, are they not in place yet?"

The 26th Army is the reserve team of the Ninth Corps. It began to go south to North Korea on the 29th to prepare for the war. The original plan was to take over the 58th Division to participate in the attack and defense missions in Xiajieyu on December [-], but it was delayed.

Wang Xiang was also very helpless, shaking his head: "There are several urgent calls and reminders, but none of them arrive."

"Send a telegram!" Huang Chaotian was anxious, "If you can't do it once, you can do it ten times, or a hundred times! This is an urgent call for a battle, how could they delay on the way!"

"Yes, Master!"

What Wang Xiang didn't understand was that the officers, soldiers and cadres in the command room had already been busy since the sound of the gunfire, so they didn't even care about him being the chief here.

Two days ago, I begged the second, fourth, and third regiments of the 81st Division, which was urgently transferred from above, to come for reinforcements, but they just went to the high ground to take over the team, and after two days of fighting, they ran out of ammunition and more than half of them were disabled.

In fact, what they lack the most is not people, but weapons and ammunition, logistical supplies, cotton-padded clothes and shoes...

But these, he understands, Huang Chaotian also understands - but they can't give it.

He still clearly remembers that on the night of the 28th a few days ago, when he accepted the task of guarding the small Gaoling in the southeast of the 1071 highland, Yang Gensi personally issued a military order to him by candlelight-"With me, Yang Gensi, Xiaogaoling is ours. of!"

But he finally hit him alone, and he didn't give up. He died with the enemy and fell on the ground in horror. The explosion was not only visible from the surrounding hills, but also from the regiment command post at the foot of the mountain. clearly.

He lived up to that oath.

And just two days later, another battle hero from a neighboring army, the well-known Chinese ghost sniper in the eyes of foreign troops, also made such a promise to him.

As the head of the [-]nd Regiment, Wang Xiang was also burning with anxiety. His subordinates, who had shown their faces in front of the entire army and made great contributions, sent him to the battlefield and died in person. .

Isn't he sad?
That's for sure!
And now he is unwilling to watch another battle hero fall in vain on the battlefield under his command, but what can he do, he has no choice...

Wang Xiang was anxious inside, and kept urging the officers of the Propaganda Department and the chief of the combat unit to call to urge reinforcements. On the other hand, he was still urgently mobilizing the remnants of the remnants who had withdrawn from the high ground, even if they had no guns or cannons. Now, they are also urgently reorganizing their formations and preparing to support the highlands.

Everything was going on in a panic and austere atmosphere.

Huang Chaotian also looked at his subordinate, the old regiment leader, with a dark face, and his subordinates and words all revealed anxious expressions. He understood that he could not blame him, but he had to put pressure on him.

He immediately called his division secretary, and was going to call Song Bing Commander to inquire about the situation of the 26th Army.

And at this moment-

"Teacher, regiment leader! Leaders! Good news, support has arrived!!!"

Suddenly.

The soldier on duty from the cave outside ran in and shouted loudly. He was still holding the telegraph in his hand, and the two soldiers next to him hurried over with the telephone line.

Huang Chaotian was overjoyed: "What's the matter, which part has arrived?"

The soldier gasped: "It's the 26th Army!"

Wang Xiang also rushed over: "Be clear, where are they?"

"Reporting to the regiment commander, division commander, and fellow leaders! It is the 26th and 76th divisions of the first echelon of the 77th Army—their regiments and their companies have arrived in Xiajieyuli, which is less than two miles away from us!"

The soldiers repeated the news on the phone, Huang Chaotian and Wang Xiang only double-checked after hearing this, and they all shook their fists and were overjoyed.

Master Huang and Wang Xiang looked at each other: "Two divisions, two divisions... two divisions are enough!"

"Hurry up! Connect the phone line and tell them to drive to Height 1071.1 immediately. The Americans are leading planes and artillery to attack our position. Let them not stop and fight immediately! We can't sit still, all those who are still capable of fighting Teams pull up, support our friendly teams - don't let them be chilled!"

"Yes!"

.........

"Kill!"

In the eyes of Xu Qing, the Seventh Company and others, the U.S. troops are like locusts at this time, one nest after another, and the number cannot be counted. They follow a large number of South Korean soldiers and charge upwards, occupying an absolute advantage .

Everyone was afraid, frightened, and bloody, but they didn't flinch.

As soon as the enemy ranks approached, they climbed up from the black soil and mud trenches one by one, and rushed towards the enemy!

The soldiers of the Seventh Company obviously had no gunpowder, but it seemed as if they had lit the gunpowder keg and exploded on the high ground!
Teng Teng Teng, that was the sound of Americans stepping back in panic and raising their guns, puff puff... that was the sound of bayonets piercing their stomachs!
The wind was blowing from the top of the mountain, and the snow also fell early during the day, which was rare during the day. The cold wind was blowing with blood, splashing on the positions one by one.

The entire Xuefeng, the dark world suddenly turned into a bloody and terrifying scene.

"American devil, I'm fighting with you!!!"

It was an old soldier who joined the Seventh Company for an unknown number of years. He was bloodied by bombs, most of his arms were gone, his gun and bayonet were gone, and he had lost most of his combat effectiveness. The Korean who had just approached rushed forward.

puff!

Xu Qinggang opened the muzzle of one of Syngman Rhee's soldiers with a bayonet, then charged straight at him, pierced his heart with a knife.Then he pulled it out forcefully, the warm blood splashed on his face, but he didn't bother to wipe it, he immediately snatched the submachine gun from the corpse's hand, turned around to avoid a series of bullets, and then got up to attack.

Holding a gun in one hand and a knife in the other, he rushed towards the crowd, and he discovered that scene just from the corner of his eye.

The unlucky guy, together with the two white Americans beside him, was directly thrown to the ground by the old soldier, and hit on the head with a shovel.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!
One, two, three...

These two or three people were directly blinded by him, and the raised muzzle of the gun subconsciously failed to shoot out, and then the whole person was slapped with gold flowers in their eyes and bleeding from their heads, and fell to the ground hard.

The other soldiers around were taken aback by his brave performance, and they didn't react and raised their guns to shoot until the soldiers on their side were shot to death.

bang bang bang...

A series of bullets hit the old soldier, and he stopped striking with his shovel, and the sound of cursing gradually stopped, and he fell to the ground without a sound.

Xu Qing's speed was super fast and his strength was super fierce, but it was too late to save him after several shots, and this kind of phenomenon was happening all around him all the time.

He saw Yu Congrong.

The bandage on the entire arm had been torn, and bright red blood was seeping out. He pretended to be a dead body, and waited for the enemy to come to the side. Then he rolled and crawled towards the enemy without hesitation, stabbing three or four enemies to death!
His brave appearance, the appearance of shouting loudly, the appearance of baring his teeth and eyes, and eating flesh and blood frightened all the white soldiers around him, and then he jumped on him again, rolling and fighting with the Americans , Let the Koreans cast a rat-eye.Don't dare to shoot, the death is heavy.

He saw Mei Sheng, this gentle instructor comrade, knowledgeable and cultivated, usually serious, but he was the kindest to others, but he snatched the grenade from the enemy, pulled the ring off and stuffed it into the enemy's crotch!

In normal times, everyone would be surprised, they have never seen him like this—but at this time, this is an extremely effective way to kill the enemy.

The American nigger was so frightened that he rolled on the ground. He didn't have any injuries on his body, but he screamed like a dead father. He dropped his gun and took off his pants in the temperature of minus [-] to [-] degrees!

Then he was kicked by Mei Sheng into the crowd of soldiers, and the crowd was blown up with a "boom"!
This is an intellectual tactic, efficient and useful, and it has inspired many soldiers around to imitate it.

He also saw Lei Gong.Lei Gong was out of cannon fire, and started hand-to-hand combat with bare arms, still an unbeatable veteran, he swung the barrel of the gun, and swung fiercely at the guns of the rows of soldiers, and then the soldiers of the artillery platoon jumped out With a bayonet in hand, he rushed forward and stabbed him to the bone!
Xu Qing also saw a soldier whose name he couldn't name, who usually didn't talk much, and didn't say a few words to him.

Seeing that there were many enemies, he shot down many soldiers with his gun after being shocked and flustered, so he picked up a few blasting tubes, pulled them, and rushed over!

The blasting powder bag in his arms was smoking, and even though the enemy army had found out and frantically shot him with guns, it still didn't stop him from rolling into the crowd...

At last……

boom!
The small black and red mushroom cloud flames exploded in the enemy's ranks. This soldier dragged at least a dozen enemies to death together, and also injured the surrounding area.

Xu Qing's heart was bleeding, and there was a silent wail in his heart.

Charge into battle is the bravest way to fight, and the last way he wants to see it.

Which one of these is not a fighting hero?
He could hear some soldiers shouting before they died in battle: But there were no particularly high-spirited words, and no exciting last words. It was probably just a loud roar, rushed up, and died together...

The thinking of the soldiers is very simple. After fighting for so many days in North Korea, guarding the high ground for so long, and constantly seeing dead soldiers around them, at this time, what is the motherland, the people, our party, and military exploits? What... In fact, it is not so obvious, how can there be so many thoughts?

It's just that at the time of life and death, just looking at these enemy devils who killed his endless comrades-in-arms, a long-suppressed heat surges up in his chest, and keeps surging!Keep gushing!

And up to this moment... all broke out!
Just kill, kill, kill!

Kill red eyes!
Kill your mother and your father, and kill you for the rest of your life without knowing what a bird is!

what! ! !
Xu Qing let out a roar, and added the remaining thousands of experience points to the attributes in one breath. During these days of fighting, the attributes of the whole body were added to the top at this time, and there was nowhere to add them. It was the aftermath of the explosion of anger and saturation of the whole body.

He saw these soldiers who fell in a short period of time, around him, in the distance, this was a casualty that had never been seen in the previous month's battle, and now it happened here!
"Go to hell you guys!"

He leaned against a Korean corpse and blocked the bullets from the surrounding area.

Then, with a bayonet in his hand, he displayed inhuman speed and strength, and sprinted out of the enemy troops climbing to the top of the mountain. Before the American soldiers could see what the "monster" was, they were shocked to find that it looked like a car The thing crashed into the crowd, only to see blood and human heads rising in mid-air!
They raised their guns in horror and wanted to shoot, but they often missed and accidentally injured their own people.

"What the hell **** is this?"

"Help! What kind of monster is this..."

Bang, bang, bang.

Xu Qing rushed back and forth in the crowd, but didn't see the end, he gasped slightly.There are too many people, and each human body weighs about [-] kilograms. Every time a knife is cut, it is a great confrontation to cut bones and flesh at high speed.

But he didn't give up.

He turned around and quickly threw the submachine guns belonging to the corpses on the ground one by one to the surrounding soldiers, and then fired the automatic submachine guns into the frightened and retreating crowd.

There was a soldier who was yelling and attacking him close to him. He turned his head, avoided the muzzle flame and bullets, and then used a bayonet to slash his head. Gulu Gulu's head rolled into the crowd of American soldiers exactly. There was obviously no sound, but they seemed to hear boundless screams and wailing!
That's blood calling!The blood is roaring!

(End of this chapter)