The order of the brigade headquarters was to let Yang Ling and his regiment stick to the Golden Dragon Terrier, which meant that they would be nailed here like nails to defend this mountain range. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"It seems that we can't avoid a bloody battle again......"

Zhang Handuo looked at the back of the brigade headquarters herald leaving, and sighed helplessly.

In the face of the devil troops with a strong firepower advantage, fighting positional warfare also means that they need to face the wind and rain of firepower on the opposite side, which also means huge casualties.

The attacking devils can call for aircraft bombing and artillery bombardment, and they have the initiative in the battle, while they can only use their lives to defend their positions, and can only defend passively.

If given the choice, no one wants to fight positional warfare.

Now that their 30th Regiment had suffered heavy casualties in the continuous fierce battles, Zhang Handuo's face was full of solemnity, worried about the upcoming fierce battle.

Yang Ling was also unwilling to defend the trenches to fight positional warfare, because the tragic situation of the trenches with mountains of corpses during the Battle of Songhu last year was still vivid.

In the face of the bombardment of devil heavy bombers and giant naval guns at sea, the Chinese army consumed at a rate of one division per day.

However, in the face of the iron hooves of the Japanese invaders, the Chinese soldiers with backward equipment and weapons could only use their own shoulders to carry the backbone of the nation, and soaked in the trenches full of blood until they died.

But in the face of powerful devils, the Chinese army is passive and helpless most of the time.

Now the situation in Yang Ling is still not optimistic, and the main force of Maruyama Masao's Sixth Brigade has rushed towards Minshan.

And Yangling they could not retreat or escape, so they could only rely on the mountains to hold their positions, block them to the death in the Minshan area, prevent them from approaching De'an, and cover the Ninth Army on the Nanxun line.

Although Yang Ling knew that the best defense was to attack, but now he had to hold on to the mountain range of the Golden Dragon Terrier like a nail.

Looking at the blood-stained mountains, Yang Ling took a deep breath, and his gaze became more determined than ever.

In the face of the attack of the devils, they have the responsibility of protecting their families and defending the land, so they have to stay here and passively wait for the devils to attack and bomb.

But with their Chinese soldiers guarding here, the devils don't want to enter Zhande'an without much effort, and even if they pass, they will have to pay the price of blood.

"Tuanza, the bloody battle is certain, but don't try to take advantage of the little devils!" Yang Ling gritted his teeth and said viciously.

"Brother Yang, what do you think, tell me about it?"

The head of the regiment, Zhang Handuo, knew that Yang Ling had a lot of ghost ideas, and now he could only hope that Yang Ling could think of a way to get the best of both worlds, help them hold here, and reduce casualties.

Yang Ling naturally knew that now was not the time to sell Guanzi, he pointed to the mountains and said, "Although the devil has the advantage of artillery fire, we have a geographical advantage. ”

"We can build several circular main trenches along the hillside, clear the obstacles in the shooting range, and then we can condescendingly shoot at the devils who feint, as long as the firepower is properly equipped, the little devils will not be favored."

Zhang Handuo, who was originally emotionally lost, heard Yang Ling's analysis, and suddenly hope was ignited in his heart.

If it is really arranged according to what Yang Ling said, it is really not easy for the little devil to attack it.

But thinking of the bombers and large-caliber artillery fire in the sky of the little devil, Zhang Handuo couldn't help but sigh: "Although we can condescendingly attack the devils, as long as the devils bombard our positions, I am afraid that they will ......."

If the brothers are covered by the devil's artillery fire and suffer too many casualties, even if they occupy the terrain, it will be difficult to resist the devil's attack.

After Yang Ling heard Zhang Handuo's worry, he patted him on the shoulder comfortingly and comforted: "Don't worry about this group, the tree moves the dead and the people live, and when the devil fires us, we just hide." ”

"Brother Yang, what you said is light, but look at this bare mountain, except for a few sparse trees and wild grass everywhere, where to hide?"

Yang Ling pointed to his feet mysteriously and said, "We can hide underground." ”

"Underground?"

"Yes, we can build a tunnel to prevent artillery, so that we are not afraid of the artillery fire of the little devils."

Yang Ling clearly remembered that the position of Shangganling in the later world was cut off by the devil's artillery fire by two meters, and the Chinese army hid in the built tunnel to continue fighting, carrying it to the end and winning the final victory.

"Is it too late to build a tunnel?"

Although Zhang Handuo was surprised that Yang Ling proposed such a defense method, he couldn't help but shake his head when he saw those exhausted brothers.

The brothers had been nervous and engaged in high-intensity fighting since they left for the battlefield, and they had hardly slept and had already exhausted themselves after fighting for dozens of hours in a row.

And digging the anti-artillery tunnels will definitely consume a lot of time and physical strength, and the brothers will be even more tired.

"It's still too late, although it's a little tired, but it's better than being killed by a devil's shell at that time." Yang Ling looked a little cold, but he was telling the truth.

This mountain ridge is not suitable for building an anticline position, but fighting a positional battle with the little devil on this bare mountain ridge is doomed to heavy casualties, and Yang Ling's request to build a tunnel against artillery is also a helpless move.

Zhang Handuo is not an indecisive person either, knowing that Ci is not in charge of the army, between fatigue and death, he would rather choose to be tired.

"Then let the brethren build fortifications and dig tunnels by the way, and strive to complete them before the little devils attack." Zhang Handuo made up his mind.

The order of the regimental headquarters was soon issued to three battalions, and according to Yang Ling's deployment, the three battalions were defended in echelons along the mountain ridge.

The first battalion is at the forefront, the second battalion is in the middle, and the third battalion is close to the top of the mountain, separated by about 300 meters from each other.

The brothers were already exhausted from the continuous fierce fighting, but the construction of trenches and tunnels was related to their own lives, and although they were tired, they still struggled to dig up with their hoes and shovels.

"Dig a little deeper, at least one meter seven."

Yang Ling patrolled the various positions, saw that the trenches dug by the brothers were very shallow, and ordered them to rectify them.

The digging of a 1.7-meter-high trench allowed most of the brothers to stand and shoot, exposing only their heads wearing steel helmets outside, which greatly reduced casualties.

"You guys, go over there and chop some wood and come back, the tunnel must be supported and reinforced, if it is buried in it by the earthquake, it will be a joke."

Yang Ling looked at the anti-artillery tunnel that was gradually taking shape, nodded with satisfaction, and ordered: "Chop some branches and come back, and do a good job of camouflage." ”

"King's beard—"

Wang Huzi, who was leaning on the trench wall and smoking, heard Yang Ling's shout, hurriedly extinguished the cigarette that had not yet burned out, and ran over: "Yes! ”

"Are the brethren going to make grenadiers?" Yang Ling asked.

Yang Ling and the others touched the mountain last night, and after several hours of fighting, they eliminated more than 150 devils and seized a lot of weapons and ammunition.

And what Yang Ling cared about the most was the grenadier canisters of those ghost soldiers, and he temporarily formed two grenadier squads, hoping to play a role in the battle.

"Deputy Tuan, don't worry, there will definitely be enough for the little devil to drink a pot at that time." Wangbeard grinned.

Yang Ling put the two grenadier squads in their company, and for them who lacked heavy firepower, their strength suddenly increased a lot, and he was happy in his heart now.

"Don't patronize and have fun, if you drop the chain at that time, I will give it to others first next time I have a seizure."

Wang Huzi patted his chest and promised: "Deputy Tuan, as long as you give an order, you will definitely fight wherever you want, and we will also let the little devil taste the taste of being bombed." ”

Looking at the hippie smiling Wang beard, Yang Ling's mood was inexplicably much better, and he waved his hand at him: "Hurry up and build a position, and let the brothers rest when they are done." ”

"Yes!" Wang Huzi stood up and saluted, and walked away.