Chapter 342 Fight Again Thirty-Sixth Division Seven

Chapter 342 Fight Again Thirty-Sixth Division Seven

After stubborn efforts, the assault team of the independent brigade attacking from the front finally broke through the hilltop defense line of the new 28th Brigade of the Kuomintang, and Wei Gang's machine gun battalion and the heavy machine gun platoons of each battalion stopped firing on the mountain. To read the latest chapters, please lock the biquge.info of Aishang Novels

The troops have already rushed up, and if they do it again, they will hurt their own people, and the heavy firepower that can continue to exert its power at this stage is the battalion's xiǎo mortar, and the artillery platoon saw that there were Kuomintang soldiers who wanted to resist and smashed over with more than a dozen shells, and then the infantry carried out a surprise attack.

As long as they see that there are still Kuomintang soldiers who don't want to surrender, they don't bother to shout, as soon as the walkie-talkie calls, the mortar fire behind them will hit over, and when those die-hard elements are almost blown up, the soldiers rush forward again, first with a grenade, and then with a submachine gun sweep, and then there are dead people in a place.

This is the Xiǎo scale infantry artillery coordinated operation, in the past, the old eight roads had to first come to a political offensive, asking the opponent to surrender with a gun, shouting that it was ineffective and then attacking.

But now these xiǎo sometimes don't like to shout, it's troublesome, and when they see resistance, they let the soldiers of the artillery platoon bomb, but the soldiers of the artillery platoon are also very competitive, and the battle is getting better and better, and the quasi-head is also getting more and more jīng, and they are constantly using xiǎo caliber shells to open the way in front of the commando dozens of meters away, this is the ability of the veteran soldiers who have been tested on the battlefield, and they dare to bomb with shells only a few dozen meters away from their own troops, without going through life and death training, You can't do it without a lot of real effort.

In the command post of the 36th Division, an officer reminded: "Division, make up your mind quickly, if you don't leave, it will be too late, the communist army is not far from us." ”

Zhong Song: "How do you go?" The current situation is different from that of Shajiadian, we are on the mountain, surrounded by the communist army on all sides, the 123rd Brigade and the 165th Brigade are too busy to take care of themselves, and our only hope is that the friendly troops can quickly respond to the position. ”

Officer: "So what should we do now?" ”

Zhong Song: "Organize all the personnel of the division headquarters and brigade headquarters, and all the personnel who can take guns will go up, and it is a little more time to buy a little more time, and half a Xiǎo hour is also good, maybe the main force of our corps will follow." ”

Zhong Song knows his situation very well, but there is no other way, his hands are stained with too much blood, others can surrender, he must not surrender, and the only way out is to resist the communist army and persist to the end.

There were more than 100 people rushing out of Zhong Song's command post, most of these people were junior officers in the headquarters, holding some pistols for self-defense, such weapons were usually pretending to be majestic in front of the soldiers, but it was nonsense to confront the PLA head-on on the battlefield, and a large number of them were knocked down by the PLA soldiers' submachine guns and Czechs, and when the grenades were thrown again, these officers were scattered as birds and beasts.

The last resistance only symbolized that the xìng lasted for more than ten minutes, and then even the guns rang out, and the guards were long gone, and these improvised non-combatants did not have much combat effectiveness at all, and when the figures of the soldiers of the independent brigade came out of their sight, they all surrendered with their guns.

A commander-like PLA soldier asked a large number of captured prisoners to be brought to him, this soldier looked at it with his eyes, and then picked the highest rank from the pile of prisoners and asked: "Where are the headquarters of the 36th Division, the headquarters of the 28th Brigade, and your division commander Zhong Song?" Say. ”

The captured officer looked around, and then looked at the PLA soldier who was questioning, the soldier pressed his hands on his waist with one hand, and carried a submachine gun in the other, and the muzzle of the gun was still emitting a faint blue smoke.

Thinking of this, the captive tǐng tǐngxiōng 脯, put on a very bullish style: "I'm sorry, I have to report to your commander if there is a situation, you are not good enough." ”

Kindness? The captive's answer made this soldier and the surrounding PLA soldiers a little stunned, this is a battlefield, it is a war, it is not a play house for children at home, when did they still put on such a stinky look, how can there be such a second goods among the Kuomintang officers.

The platoon commander of the People's Liberation Army who rushed up with the troops was a soldier of the 36th Division of the Kuomintang a year ago, and his teeth itched with hatred for the Kuomintang officer's demeanor: "It's a B, I'll let you pretend to be with Lao Tzu, I'll see how long you can pretend." ”

The troops have been attacking from the bottom of the mountain, and there are more than ten people who have been wounded in the company, and there are still more than sixty left in a platoon of more than 80 people to the top of the mountain, this is still a casualty under the cover firepower, otherwise I don't know how many people will have to fall, the casualties of the soldiers made this platoon commander very angry, and he used one hand to flatten the submachine gun he was carrying in his hand, and put it on the captured officer xiōng breast: "Why, I let you not say it." "My fingers are on fire.

Tututu, tutu, tutu, a shuttle of bullets were all dried, from the front xiōng into it, out of the back, but at this time the back can no longer be called a back, the whole back was a large hole in the basin by the continuous bullets, and when the corpse fell to the ground, it was no longer clear what the back looked like, and the broken ròu and the smashed internal organs flowed all over the ground.

Ruthless, too ruthless, but it really worked, these captives were immediately the same as Sun Tzu, and a few of the brave captives retched a few times.

It is not okay to do this in other old units of the PLA, no matter how it is not allowed to kill prisoners, but the independent brigade is different, the independent brigade is a newly formed unit, and most of the soldiers and grassroots commanders are from the Kuomintang troops, and they do not have a good impression of these Kuomintang officers, plus the brigade commander Li Yong does not attach much importance to such things, so it is not a big deal for the soldiers below to kill a prisoner who is not convinced, of course, they will not say so when they report, It will be said that it was eliminated because the killed xiǎozi wanted to resist to the end, or simply did not report it, and it is normal to kill an enemy on the battlefield, what is strange about it.

The actions of the platoon commander of the People's Liberation Army completely shocked these captured Kuomintang prisoners, why doesn't the PLA kill the prisoners, that's because people are not angry, and if they are angry, they will kill them, don't pretend to be *** anymore, don't pretend to be B, pretend to be B and be struck by lightning, just say whatever you ask.

"You, come here, did you hear what I said just now? Clearly, hurry up jiāo generation. The platoon commander of the People's Liberation Army slipped out of the pile of prisoners and asked an officer.

But this time the situation was much better, and the prisoner said very cooperatively: "Report to the commander, report to the commander, our division commander Zhong Song and the brigade commander of the 28th Brigade are both in the anti-artillery dòng under the big temple, I will lead the way for your army, I will lead the way for your army." ”

Under the lead of this captive, a platoon of PLA soldiers quickly moved to the entrance of the anti-artillery dòng, and now the 36th Division is really the time for the tree to fall and the monkey Sun San, Zhong Song, the Kuomintang general, has no one standing guard outside the headquarters, and he is either dead or running away.

The soldiers did not rush in recklessly, it was a fool to rush in, and the commander who led the team dodged his mouth and shouted inside: "Listen to the people inside, we are the independent brigade of the second column of the Northwest Field Army, and the position on the top of the mountain has been occupied by our People's Liberation Army, come out immediately and surrender, otherwise they will all be wiped out, and you will be given three minutes." ”

Before he could reach the ground, a shuttle of submachine gun bullets was fired from the dòng, and the hot bullets flew past the platoon commander's head, and the platoon commander leaned his body against the earthen wall next to the anti-artillery dòng, raised his hand, and shouted in a low voice: "Grenade, prepare, prepare-throw." ”

Under the orders of the platoon commander, the fighters threw in more than a dozen grenades in a row, and after two or three seconds, the sound of a roaring explosion filled the entire basement, and the effect of the explosion in a confined environment would be amplified, and the lethality would be multiplied.

Rushing, the platoon commander who led the team was the first to rush in, the submachine gun in his hand suddenly screamed and jumped down, and the soldiers Hula and a guy followed, and saw that the newly excavated basement was full of húnluàn, the smoke of gunpowder after the grenade explosion had not completely dispersed, and the dead bodies, fragments, and various office supplies, luàn were all over the ground.

The platoon commander pushed the prisoner who led the way with the barrel of his gun: "What, see which one is Zhong Song, hurry up." ”

The soldiers turned all the corpses in the room over, and turned them over and over, turning the dead face up, and asked the captives to identify them one by one to see if there were Kuomintang heads inside.

"Report to the Eighth Route Commander, this is Zhang Xianjue, the chief of staff of our 36th Division." The captive looked at it for a moment, then shouted at a dead man.

"Got it, what rank is this guy?" The platoon commander of the PLA asked calmly, as if the chief of staff who had been killed was nothing remarkable.

Prisoner: "Report to the chief, the chief of staff is of the rank of major general." ”

Platoon commander: "Heh, it's not bad to blow up a major general, continue to look for it." ”

Under the identification of this captive, it took a while to find out from the pile of dead people, Major General Li Xiulian, and Ma Guorong, field inspector of the Ministry of National Defense.

The three dead people who were found out in a row were all with the rank of major general, and the platoon commander of the People's Liberation Army smiled a little: "Keep looking, see if Zhong Song has run away, our commander said, if you didn't kill this time last time, you will continue to fight until you are beaten into ròu sauce." ”

Several more dead people were moved, and in one corner the captive saw a middle-aged officer wearing a steel helmet and holding a submachine gun in his hand.

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