"Get in on the ground! Fast! ”

The remaining soldiers of the 1079th Regiment of the 182nd Division and the 1083rd Regiment who came to reinforce quickly entered the position from all over the place. Some of them came out of the wheat fields, some from the holes in the ground, and some from the ruins, and they rushed to the positions in unison.

At this time, Dongzhuang was in ruins, there was not a single complete house, and the broken walls had long been blackened by artillery.

And the so-called positions can only be faintly visible, and the flying dust almost fills in the trenches.

The Japanese were also unequivocal, charging before the Dian soldiers could enter the position. The Japanese army seemed to be bound to win, otherwise they would be sorry for those dozens of tons of shells.

"Kill!" “……”

The devil infantry, under the cover of five tanks, charged from two directions.

"Hit!" Mo Zhaoheng gave an order, and the soldiers who were the first to arrive and stay in the position launched a counterattack.

"Dadada" "......"

The position was under full fire, and countless bullets were fired at the enemy in front, and the bullets "sprayed" on the tank.

"Shoot!"

Some troops who came from the rear set up machine guns on the walls and the ruins on the heights, and fired wildly. The two tanks couldn't block all the fire at all, and the devil infantry behind them kept lying down.

"Boom Boom", "......", "Boom Boom", "......"

There was a certain level of shelling on both sides. And the devil infantry also rose from time to time and attacked the position. After attacking, he retracted like a turtle, pulled back the bolt, and continued to attack.

The Zizi tank moved very slowly, slowing it down not by obstacles, but by piles of mangled corpses.

In front of the position, the corpses of soldiers on both sides had already been shattered by the previous shelling, and they didn't feel so disgusting after being crushed by the tanks. It's just that the tank tracks are muddy with red soil.

"Attack me behind the tank!"

Mo Zhaoheng ordered mortar guns and machine guns to attack the devil infantry from the flank, with the aim of cutting off the connection between the infantry and the tanks.

"Kill!" "Kill!" ……”

Fighters of the 1st Battalion of the 1079th Regiment of the 182nd Division launched a charge from the flank, with the aim of cutting off the connection between the tanks and the infantry.

Suddenly, the shouts and screams of killing in front of the ground resounded through the position.

The tank shifted direction, and while firing, it constantly crushed the fighters.

"Ahem!" Seeing the soldiers being crushed one by one, Mo Zhaoheng slapped the earthen wall of the position hard, and was angry.

Suddenly, a bright light appeared in Mo Zhaoheng's line of sight. A teenager in his early twenties, covered with three bundles of speed grenades, weaves through the crowd like a monkey.

His name is Wang Rui, and he is a soldier of the first battalion and three companies of the 1079 regiment. He was only 20 years old, a native of Heijing Town, Lufeng County, Yunnan, and had been in the army for less than a year.

saw a "boom", and a tank was blown up by Wang Rui.

"Well fried!" Mo Zhaoheng couldn't help screaming.

After Wang Rui blew up the first tank, he quickly ran towards the second tank.

The commander of the third company also saw this scene and ordered loudly: "Kill!" Cover Wang Rui! ”

Dozens of fighters of the third company rushed to the rear of the tank and fought the good devil infantry.

Wang Rui rushed to the vicinity of the second tank to avoid the rays of the tank's machine gun. Suddenly, he ran and jumped into the tank at a rapid pace.

I saw him lying on the iron sheet at the front of the tank, taking the second trap speed grenade from his body, pulling the lead fuse, putting it on the trajectory of the tank, and then rolling to the right side to leave the tank.

"Boom!" With a loud bang, another tank was blown up by Wang Rui.

"What a young hero!"

Mo Zhaoheng sighed on the battlefield. Now that two tanks have been blown up, and the danger to the frontal position has been reduced, Mo Zhaoheng immediately ordered the 1083rd Regiment to launch a charge to support the first battalion of the 1079th Regiment.

"Kill!" “……”

The sound of killing in the position shook the sky, and the soldiers of the 1083 regiment rushed out of the position with a roar like tigers, and started a bloody battle with the devils.

And Wang Rui was still lying on the ground, as if he had been affected by the bomb just now, dizzy, and his ears were buzzing.

But it didn't take long for the hero to get up again, shake his head vigorously, and shake the dust away.

"What about tanks? Where's my tank? ”

Wang Rui looked left and right, surrounded by enemies and himself fighting, and only the shouts and screams of killing were heard in his buzzing ears.

"Da Da Da"

At this time, Wang Rui vaguely heard the sound of the motor, so he looked in that direction, and in the crowd he found the last tank, so he rushed over desperately.

When he jumped up in depth, the ground was soaked with blood and muddy, and one slipped and fell directly in front of the tank.

The tanker seemed to see Wang Rui, driving the tank cruelly towards him, intending to run over him.

Wang Rui didn't have time to dodge at all, so after pulling out the grenade, he put it at his feet, and then crawled forward vigorously.

"Boom!" With a bang, the tank caught fire, and Wang Rui disappeared.

"Wang Rui!"

The commander of the third company shouted vigorously and ran over like crazy. Dig hard in front of a tank that has been blown to scrap metal.

I saw that Wang Rui's whole body was dark, and he was already unconscious. Looking at his two legs, the calves have been blown up.

"Wang Rui! Wang Rui! ”

The commander of the third company shook Wang Rui's body vigorously with tears in his eyes, and kept calling his name.

"Company Commander ~ Me ~ I Hurt ~ Hurt ~"

Half a day later, Wang Rui slowly woke up. Because his calf was blown up, his mouth kept crying out for pain.

The commander of the third company tore off the strip of cloth from his clothes, tied it on Wang Rui's leg, and then helped him carry him on his back.

"It doesn't hurt right away, really. You can also go home and see your father and mother. ”

The commander of the third company shed tears and walked towards the rear with Wang Rui on his back. And kept talking, so that Wang Rui forgot the pain and stayed awake.

Wang Rui was dying and muttered, "Can I really see my father, mother, and sister again?"

"Yes, surely! The company commander assured. Think of the town of Black Well, the trees, the flowers, the wells, the pretty girls......"

The commander of the third company was desperate, he just wanted to carry Wang Rui down to the position for treatment. But no matter what he said, Wang Rui never responded to him.

When he came to the vicinity of the trench, the commander of the third company kept looking around, and shouted heartbreakingly: "Save people!" Save people! ”

A medician ran over, and the commander of the third company quickly put Wang Rui down. The medic shook his head.

At this time, Wang Rui has been sacrificed, but there is a smile on his face, maybe his soul has returned to his hometown in Yunnan, a place with trees, flowers, and wells.

"Ahh "Ahh "Ahh

The commander of the third company sat down on the ground and screamed loudly. Then he picked up the bayonet rifle on the side, and rushed forward desperately to fight again.

The battle continues, and the killing continues! Tragic songs are constantly sung, and young lives disappear on the battlefield to defend their homeland and country, and their bodies will be buried forever in the land of another country.

The two sides fought repeatedly, and you fought for me. The fierce battle lasted until nine o'clock in the evening. The corpses in front of the position were piled up and bleeding!

Almost all the members of the 1083rd Regiment of the 183rd Division were killed, and the head of the regiment Mo Zhaoheng sat on the position, looking at the corpses of those soldiers of the 1083rd Regiment, and the grief in his heart was indescribable. And their own battle is not over......

(PS: Hail to real heroes!) ）

(End of chapter)