The cold and damp northwest wind became stronger and stronger in bursts, and lead gray clouds gathered under the low sky, constantly rolling, changing, and moving rapidly to the southeast.

The rustling sound of running, the heavy breathing of anti-tank dogs, the sound of guns clinking, and the sound of tank drag chains rubbing up and down, were transmitted on the vast flat ground, and finally got into Shen Ronghe's ears very clearly.He knew that the Soviet army was dispatched.

The heart fluttered violently up and down in his chest, Shen Ronghe felt even more nervous than ever even though he was not on the battlefield by himself.

Just like bowing down to that little Buddha statue in the temple, he bet all his heavy hopes on the incense which was as thin as a straw.

Shen Ronghe, who is more than 100 kilometers away from Zhenbao Island, prayed devoutly for his teammates and compatriots, hoping that God would bless them with success and safety.He couldn't help but think a little self-deprecatingly that this was probably the only thing he could do now.

At the other end of the Wusuli River, platoon leader Zhang Lianfeng has led the 203rd platoon to ambush.

They were lurking at the entrance of the island, and the remaining few lined up in ambush on the east and west sides of the island, ready to look for opportunities to encircle and break through.It can be said that the main force of this battle is the fire interception of the 203rd platoon.

Everyone realized this, and their hearts became heavier.Zhang Lianfeng understood better that they couldn't afford to lose.

"Attention all platoons!" At this moment, the chief of staff's voice came from the walkie-talkie inside the padded jacket, and Zhang Lianfeng couldn't help feeling tense——

coming!

1969年3月15日9时46分,珍宝岛第二次战役,再次打响了。

The two sides began a confrontation less than a kilometer away.The artillery fire of the Soviet Army was extremely violent, and the blast wave lifted the rock-hard frozen soil and dead branches more than ten feet high, and then smashed them down like a hailstorm.

Zhang Lianfeng saw that the situation was not good—the Soviet army's weapons and equipment were too far ahead of them, and a hard fight would definitely be unbearable, so he quickly ordered: "All teams pay attention, save ammunition, and bring the enemy closer to fight!"

The patrol team opened fire first, and soon, several infantrymen trailing behind the tanks fell down, lying on the river surface lifeless.

The squad leader Yu Kaiyi's two [-] bazookas and machine guns also fired. The bullets hit the steel plate armor and made a "jingling" sound. An armored vehicle was hit by the bazooka, and a puff of black smoke rose.

The shore of the island was too high for the tanks to land on the island to fight. The Soviet army could not advance or retreat for a while, so they simply stopped advancing and stopped on the river, like steel fortresses. , cannon fire.

A comrade-in-arms fell beside him, Zhang Lianfeng didn't pay attention, he stepped on something soft like brains or human flesh, a few drops of cold sweat immediately dripped down, but he couldn't move anymore, so he could only resolutely continue to repair the gun.

Suddenly, Yu Kaiyi, who was scouting from the rear, shouted: "Platoon leader, enemy tanks are coming from behind!"

Zhang Lianfeng looked back, and sure enough, 4 Soviet tanks and two armored vehicles bypassed the southern tip of the island and outflanked it from the Xijiang Fork of the island in the inland river.

After a quick judgment, he ordered the infantry beside him: "Tap two shots with the bazooka to lead them to the minefield!"

"Boom!" There was a sound, and the rocket hit the waist of the tank. Although the lethality was not enough to destroy it, it made the tank tremble.

Seeing that the tank rushed into the minefield, everyone in the 203rd row stared at the mine under the ice, their hearts hanging in their throats.

The steel tracks rolled rumblingly in. At this moment, there was a deafening noise on the surface of the river, and the tank's tracks were blown off. The tank was like a grasshopper that had lost its wings, paralyzed on the spot and unable to move any more.Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they saw this, and their fighting spirit became more and more vigorous.

"Beautiful!" The chief of staff shouted excitedly, "These turtle shells are blocked by us. Come on, big and small!"

It seemed to be a live ammunition shooting range. The large and small artillery and grenades on the island and the shore poured down on the three tanks. The lights, antennas and track guards on the tanks were blown up and flew around.The previously majestic tank quickly became unrecognizable and dying.

With the first wave of success, the second Soviet attack was also repelled by the increasingly fierce and exciting firepower of the crowd.At this time, the snow and ice in the war zone had been dyed black and gray by the gunfire, and even the noon sun became misty and bleak.

Just when people thought the war was about to end, the previously silent walkie-talkie rang again:

"Reinforcements found in the east! They're on the island!"

Going to the island means that they have lost their geographical advantage.What will be staged next will be a bloody fight.

The firepower of the 203rd row gradually gained the upper hand, and several teammates were carried away one after another. Zhang Lianfeng felt more and more heavy, seeing that the opponent's firepower of a company was already coming to his face.

"Attention! Leng Pengfei, Deputy Battalion Commander of the 77th Division, has led the reinforcements through the artillery blockade area! All platoons hold on!"

As if being saved, the flame of hope in Zhang Lianfeng's heart ignited again.He ordered the gunner: "Ready to fire!"

The soldier adjusted the angle and waited for his order.

But at this moment, a heart-piercing shout came from not far away: "Be careful, platoon leader! Thunder!"

Zhang Lianfeng couldn't control that much, he just roared: "Fire!"

"boom--"

In an instant, the world was full of flames, and it was unknown which side was more serious.A large piece of bright red blood mist like a ghost floated in the air, and the people were so devastated that it was hard to tell whether it was a hell on earth for a while.

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