Siheyuan: A Family of Loyal and Brave People

At the beginning of the war, the US military launched a fierce attack on the 702nd Regiment with five battalions of troops, determined to capture the position in one go.

Planes were bombing from the sky, artillery fire roared on the ground, and countless heavy firepower was smashing into the positions of the 702nd Regiment like crazy. The volunteers scattered in various small positions suffered a heavy blow, and countless people were lost in a short period of time. The bodies of the dead were exposed in the wilderness, and the wounded were wailing incessantly.

Even after suffering such a blow, the soldiers of the 702nd Regiment did not retreat at all. Each unit resolutely held its position and fought to the last man, using their lives to stop the enemy's advance.

It has to be said that the arrangement made by Captain Liu Xuan was very effective. Dozens of small positions were laid out throughout the regiment, and the U.S. artillery fire could not cover them all, so they could only attack each position one by one.

Regardless of how many artillery shells are needed to capture a small position, the time spent on it is enough to give the US commander a headache.

What the US military had to do was to break through the Iron Triangle defense line as quickly as possible, surround the large force of the Volunteer Army, and then annihilate it.

The US military obviously does not want to see precious time being wasted on clearing positions.

However, whether the US military is willing or not, it has to face the cruel reality.

The battle lasted from early morning to evening, and only when it got dark did the US military have no choice but to stop the offensive. Both sides stopped fighting and took a break.

Liu Xuan, who was sitting in the rear, had been keeping a close eye on the battle situation in the front. Seeing the U.S. troops retreating helplessly, his solemn expression finally eased a little.

"The first battalion fought well and demonstrated the power of our regiment. Now the American army should know that we are a tough nut to crack."

The troops of the first battalion are stationed at the front line, followed by the second and third battalions.

Today, the First Battalion was able to achieve such results in a hasty battle, which will give everyone more confidence in the next battle.

"Captain, at this rate, it will take the US troops at least three days to eat up a battalion. Before they can eat up our regiment, the main force will probably have already retreated to the rear."

The battalion commander with a bandage on his head was full of confidence. Although the first battalion suffered only a few casualties today, it also caused a lot of casualties to the US military.

Time is on the side of the Volunteer Army, and the war situation is still in their favor.

"Hey, we can't let our guard down. Move the wounded to the back first. I'll give you some more manpower and ammunition, and we'll continue fighting the U.S. military tomorrow!"

The brief military meeting had not yet ended when the sound of artillery shells exploding suddenly came from outside. Cheng Hao looked out through the small window of the regiment's command post at the dark night sky and suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

"Night attack, it's a night attack by the enemy, go back quickly and take your positions!"

Commander Liu Xuan immediately issued an order and all cadres hurriedly returned to the corresponding positions to defend.

Night combat and close combat have always been the tactics that the Volunteer Army is good at. The US military relies on heavy weapons and is not very fond of launching attacks in conditions of chaotic vision.

On the first day, the US military launched a night attack regardless of the consequences, which shows its determination to attack. The next battle is definitely a tough one.

The noisy sound of gunfire continued until the second half of the night. When dawn broke, the front line of the 702nd Regiment was covered with corpses, both enemy and friendly, mixed together and difficult to distinguish.

The only thing that is certain is that the First Battalion suffered heavy losses in the enemy's night raid and lost 80% of its positions. It is estimated that it will not last more than three days.

The next day, not long after the sun rose, the U.S. military continued its offensive. This time the offensive was more intense than the day before, with continuous air strikes and artillery fire, and the ground attack force increased from five battalions to seven battalions.

There was a huge disparity in manpower and firepower, and a battalion commander led his men in a fierce resistance until he died heroically in battle.

Before noon, all the positions of the first battalion fell into the hands of the enemy, and the enemy troops headed straight for the defense line of the second battalion.

The entire Second Battalion was wiped out after holding out for a day and a night.

The US military suffered over a thousand casualties after continuously attacking the 702nd Regiment's defense line and was forced to temporarily suspend its offensive.

On the morning of the 10th, Cheng Hao, who had not slept all night, woke up his deputy next to him and conveyed the combat orders to the troops below in an orderly manner.

There is only one order: fight to the death!

All the soldiers of the first and second battalions died heroically, and there was not a single deserter in the end. Although the third battalion had many new recruits, it also fell behind. Today we will fight the enemy to the death.

Just like the previous few days, without waiting for the US troops to move out, overwhelming artillery fire swept towards the positions of the Third Battalion, stirring up billowing smoke and dust. For a moment, yellow sand was flying and the sky and the earth were in chaos.

Thanks to the solid position, the soldiers of the Third Battalion did not suffer too many casualties after a round of shelling.

After enduring a round of artillery fire, eight enemy battalions launched attacks on the third battalion in batches like waves, seemingly intending to break through the last line of defense in one go.

Cheng Hao, who was in the rear, used a telescope to observe the battle situation on the front line. In his field of vision, the enemy approached the position again and again, but was repelled by the volunteer soldiers again and again.

Every time the volunteers blocked the enemy's offensive, they suffered heavy casualties.

Watching the troops under his command disappear like snowflakes, Cheng Hao was heartbroken but helpless.

All the necessary deployments had been made. The only thing he could do now was to recuperate in the rear and wait for the enemy to come.

The third battalion of the 702nd Regiment had the largest proportion of new recruits, and its combat effectiveness was slightly lower than that of the first and second battalions. Even though the soldiers were not afraid of casualties, the position was quickly lost.

By noon, a small number of US troops had already reached the position defended by Cheng Hao.

Cheng Hao remained calm in the face of danger and commanded the troops with confidence, easily defeating the small group of Americans.

After a small victory, Cheng Hao's face was still heavy, he knew very well that this could not change the overall situation.

The final decisive battle has arrived, and the Third Battalion may not last until the sun sets.

This time, he probably really will die for his country.

Cheng Hao was thinking when someone suddenly came running towards him from the rear of the position.

It was Captain Liu Xuan who led the regiment to come for support.

"Captain, why are you here?"

When Cheng Hao saw Liu Xuan, he was slightly startled, but then he regained his composure.

"Shouldn't I come when the battle has come to this point?

There are only a few people left in the regiment, and the troops are almost wiped out. Can I, as the regiment commander, hide back like a coward?

Even if I die today, I will die on the front line!"

Liu Xuan gave a few passionate pre-war speeches, and then ordered the logistics support troops to take up their weapons and strengthen the defense line.

Cheng Hao didn't say anything more and ran to the front of the position with his gun in hand.

With the regiment commander in command, he, as the battalion commander, should act as a vanguard.

Arriving at the forefront, Cheng Hao looked around and saw two familiar faces while counting the people.

"Team Leader Hao, Zhuzi, why are you here?"

"Brother Hao, today we can finally fight side by side!"

The entire regiment was almost completely killed or wounded, and the situation was extremely critical, but He Yuzhu was full of fighting spirit and showed no sign of being discouraged. He had always regarded Cheng Hao as a role model, and being able to die here together today was a way of living up to his country.

Squad leader Hao smiled faintly, touched the rifle in his hand and said: "Don't underestimate me. I was the one who taught you how to shoot. Today I will also do my part for the regiment!"

The three people who used to be in the regiment's kitchen team were somehow brought together again, and Cheng Hao felt more confident.

With them around, we are not afraid of any number of enemies.