Suddenly, the violent and intensive artillery fire smashed down like an overwhelming explosion. Many of the officers and soldiers of the Independent Division who were standing on the top of the mountain were nervously watching the fierce battle at the main peak position. Before they had time to hide in the bullet-proof hole, they were under Ling Haoran's eyelids. After being bombed into the sky, the stumps and broken arms were flying in the air like flying sand and rocks.
Ling Haoran’s eyes were filled with blood instantly, and he shouted hoarsely for his subordinates to hide in the bulletproof hole; even though he was annihilated by the cannon, even though no one could hear him, he shouted for three minutes; in fact, the shout was Out of his subconscious self-blame and flogging against himself, the certain premonition he had been faintly worried about finally happened and came in a lightning-fast way. If you take this worry into a pre-treatment, the flesh and blood flying in mid-air will be much less!
The fire of the Japanese 75mm wild cannon and 105mm mountain cannon drenched the sky and the ground for an hour, and then gradually weakened. Just like what people commonly call "reveal your skin", the entire Maotou Mountain was at least Cut off more than half a meter.
The horn of the trumpeter "emergencyly enter the position" was about to sound, and Ling Haoran suddenly discovered through the telescope that densely packed bombers had emerged from the clouds. His camera turned down the mountain. Four hundred meters away, a yellow-orange-orange piece of helmets on the heads of Japanese soldiers reflected the sunlight and wriggled like locusts over the mountains and plains, making him ready to make the call for the call to enter the bullet-proof tunnel. Choke back in his throat.
He must admit that at this moment, his soul was out of his body, and his back was chilled and numb. The battle in front of you is definitely not a certain tactic of the Japanese army or a desperate bet that you can't attack for a long time. It's like a long-planned thunder blow. Yes, it's a long-planned one. For this reason, the Japanese army has been laying the groundwork for two days. First, after the 114th Army was defeated, all the members of the reserve team were transferred up, and finally they showed their assassin. Their main attack direction was whatever. The remedy is too late.
Then, you can only rely on the flesh and blood body of the independent teacher to support the sky with one arm. The so-called 8,000, although there is no statistics at present, I am afraid that two-thirds of it is difficult to guarantee!
But now, seeing the devil bombers spread over their heads like mosquitoes and flies, the brothers under Ling Haoran could not hide in the bulletproof hole, because the bayonet on the muzzle of the devil was close at hand, and they could only do it for In order to protect the people of this country from being overwhelmed by creatures, the country stiffened its flesh and blood and was bombed for nothing!
It is relative to stand up and be beaten.
In the temporary shelter, Ling Haoran issued three combat instructions to the regiments: each regiment’s artillery battery immediately launched limited anti-air firepower; each regiment commander led a battalion of troops to use machine guns to meet the enemy in advance, blocking the enemy by a kilometer. In addition, this is also the best plan for effective preservation of viable forces under air strikes; the rest of the soldiers will be sheltered nearby for battle.
All division-level officers did not raise any objections to these three orders, especially the second one. At this critical juncture when the position is lost at the moment of life and death, as a commander, if you don't take the lead, when will you wait!
As for the main position, Ling Haoran picked up a machine gun and shouted at Wang Yan who wanted to stop him: "This is not a bad breath. I will explode like a damn bomb. Remember my words, military order. There are devil’s detailed works."
Then he waved his hand sharply, shouted "Kill me", and led the second regiment and third battalion and the machine gun company down the mountain and rushed towards the devil.
At this moment, no one can stop him, and he has no intention of stopping him. No one can avoid having to vent a different way.
And it was Ling Haoran's effective countermeasures against the enemy at this critical moment when the dark cloud was overwhelming, which won a round of precious time for the independent division.
The Japanese army who was about to move under the mountain did not expect that all of a sudden, a wave of evil Chinese soldiers would rush towards them like gods and soldiers, and they would rush towards them without any psychological precautions. There seems to be no other choice.
Killing Ling Haoran, who happily returned to the command post, clearly knew that this was not the Japanese army's cowardly formation, but a psychological inevitable reaction that was caught off guard, as evidenced by artillery fire and the subsequent rounds of bombing by planes. Cruel enemy battles will follow one after another, and now even the damage to the soldiers cannot be counted, just like he yelled to the regiment leaders in the telephony: Guys, all prepare me to put this hundred catties on my body. Throw it on the psychic mountain.
Wang Yan, whose face was scorched by the smoke, pressed his waving hand and said with concern: "Master, it's useless to shout. You see, most of the soldiers were blown up by the fierce gunfire. I'm so frightened!"
Ling Haoran glanced with his gaze, and most of the officers and soldiers did appear to be in a state of panic all day long. Not far away, the banner of the independent division fell to the ground. He walked over and raised the flag, shouting "Where is the flag bearer?"
A company officer ran over and reported that three flag bearers had been killed.
General Ling Haoran handed the flag to his hand, pointed to a raised rock at a distance of 100 meters, and said sternly: "You find two people who are not afraid of death and carry the flag to me. The flag is standing upright there. The flag is there. The spirit of the army is here. Another platoon will be sent to me to protect the flag, go!"
After the company commander carried the flag, he then said to Wang Yan: "Go and arrange it. Set up the division command post on the back of the rock under the flag, so that the brothers can watch, the soul of our independent teacher. The child is there."
Before the words were over, there was an exclamation in the front position, and the devil came up! Ling Haoran slapped Wang Yan and told him to hurry up to arrange. He picked up a machine gun and rushed up again. The guards and soldiers around him screamed and rushed forward with their lives.
This wave of Devil’s charge is simply a suicide attack like moths to the fire, repulsed by a wave and pounced on it, like a locust that is inexhaustible. Obviously, the main force of the Japanese 6th Division was all concentrated in Maotou Mountain.
Ling Haoran immediately guessed that the Japanese army must have obtained information in advance. The Maotoushan position was stationed only with the strength of one division of the independent division. In the early stage of the feint, most of the 114th army's viable power was consumed before it was overwhelmed by the thunder. The momentum is quick and decisive in a vain attempt to take down Maotou Mountain in one fell swoop. In the previous several battles against Japan, Ling Haoran had never seen a devil take a suicidal group charge like the one in front of him, as if he had responded to the saying of the people, they were going to desperately kick their legs, one is desire. To achieve its strategy of capturing the Tongling Mountain and restraining northern Hunan, it will not be able to lose again. You know, in order to take down Maotou Mountain, they laid a lot of effort for two days.
In this round, the Japanese army learned the lessons taught by Ling Haoran in the previous round. They used small steel cannons and mortars to open the way to force the defenders to garrison in place, relying on the cover of trees and rocks to effectively reach the enemy. Although it will inevitably suffer heavy casualties, but The goal is getting closer.
The fierce battle until two o'clock in the afternoon, the battle became fierce. The left and right wings, the first regiment and the third regiment, heard the news of the loss of positions. Although the central road was heavily armed, it was in a precarious state. Ling Haoran faced the tragedy of no troops to adjust. The 20-kilometer defense line was compressed to a five-kilometer area, and the independent division was suddenly approaching. The Jedi has been encircled and wiped out.
Fortunately, the 25th Division of the 106th Army of the Reinforced Forces has reached ten miles away from Maotou Mountain. As long as you insist on the last thirty minutes, you must hold on for thirty minutes. Otherwise, if you want to regain lost ground, it is almost impossible to regain lost ground.
However, at this time, the defense in the middle has been torn open, a large number of devils swarmed in, and the position changed hands in an instant. The red-eyed Ling Haoran yelled "up bayonet", and the remaining five hundred independent divisions and soldiers on the battlefield followed him and rushed towards the devil.
Fighting with swords and swords to see blood, five hundred strong men killed the despair of becoming a benevolence, and desperately courageous, see one kill one, see two destroy a pair; your little devil is also a flesh and blood body, and it is also born to parents. Seeing this is so desperate. How to play, no matter how Bushido, there are no trembling legs and feet!
For a time, the peak of Maotou Mountain was less than a thousand square meters, and the killing sound shook the sky, flesh and blood flew everywhere, blood splattered, and corpses spread across the ground. However, with the continuous influx of devil soldiers, the battlefield situation was judged on the merits of the battlefield, and less than 300 soldiers under Ling Haoran were forced to retreat to the army's banner to make the final defeat.
Just as Ling Haoran was about to give an order to go with the devil and never be a prisoner, his hand was inserted into the grip of the grenade tied to his waist. He heard the sound of the bugle suddenly, and a stubborn man came to kill him. , A fierce firepower pressed the besieged devils down the hill, and then the remaining devils on the hill were cleaned up.
A lieutenant colonel delivered a military salute to Ling Haoran and reported: "Report to General Ling, Deputy Commander of the 3rd Regiment of the 65th Division of the 114th Army, Yang Ge, ordered by Commander Zhang, and led the rest of the 65th Division, 2nd Regiment and 3rd Regiment to a total of 1,200. People come for reinforcements and receive the command of the general!"
At this moment, Ling Haoran really wanted to give him a strong hug, but before he spread his arms, the Japanese army’s new round of artillery had already exploded, and amidst the rumble of artillery, the little devil risked himself to be blown up. Risk, organizing may be the last round of crazy charge.
Obviously, the Japanese army intercepted the message that my reinforcements were about to arrive, and learned from the reinforcements sent by the 114th that their time was running out. This last madness was actually a way of sacrificing themselves to blow up the bunker. Come.
The lost ground that was just recovered was quickly lost again, but thanks to the addition of the 114th Army reinforcements, although our department was oppressed to a small place, relying on the mountain, it can still maintain a stalemate in order to wait for foreign aid.
The flag of the Independent Division was still flying high on the top of Maotou Mountain, and at the same time it stimulated a Japanese army to rush towards it. It is the soldiers who understand the principle of the death of the flag. After a fierce machine gun fire from the Japanese army, all the soldiers guarding the flag fell down, and the last flag bearer was also shot, but he still held the flag tightly with one hand and the tree trunk with the other hand, holding it stubbornly with the last of his life. .
Seeing this, Ling Haoran, who was 30 meters away from the military flag, yelled "Follow me" and led the remaining dozen or so soldiers of the guard company around to sweep toward the little devil and rush towards the military flag. Down, I was able to hold the flagpole, a few grenades threw under their feet, and the army flag was still flying high in the thick smoke of gunpowder that went up to the sky.