Chapter 151: Battle at Mapingli (III)

"Deputy Battalion Commander Cui! You're here!" As soon as Battalion Commander Li saw me, he ran to me in three or two steps and said, "The enemy has gone around behind us, our fortifications..."

Battalion Commander Li must have been working on logistics and had not commanded the combat troops. At this time, he was so panicked that he could not make any decisions. Seeing Battalion Commander Li's a little helpless, I said intimately, it was a good thing that I rushed over, otherwise the 307.3 highland would have changed hands soon.

"Go to the top of the mountain to build a defense line immediately! The injured and sick avoid entering the tunnel for the time being!" Before Battalion Commander Li finished speaking, I ordered. There is no other way now, so I can only build a defense line at the top of the mountain. But if all the people piled up to a small area on the top of the mountain, then the enemy would not know how many people would be lost after a fire.

"Yes!" The soldiers responded and quickly started to work.

"Deputy Battalion Commander Cui!" Battalion Commander Li pointed at the tunnels containing food and equipment again: "What should I do if those tunnels are detonated by the enemy..."

Upon hearing this, I couldn't help frowning. After thinking about it, I immediately asked, "Did you block the tunnel entrance with a sandbag?"

"It's blocked!" Battalion Commander Li nodded and responded: "The enemy's plane was blocked when it came, for fear that the enemy's incendiary bomb would detonate the ammunition!"

"That's good!" I ordered: "Leave a tunnel to be used for ammunition, and the others use grenades to blow the hole outside the sandbag into a collapse. The Japanese will have no choice but to do anything to us for a while!"

"Yes!" Battalion Commander Li responded and went to make arrangements.

If you don't do this, once the US military attacks, pulls a sandbag and shines it in with a flashlight. You won't be happy to see piles of equipment inside. Using grenades to blow up the tunnel entrance outside the sandbag, this will undoubtedly prevent this from happening. Because there are sandbags in the tunnel, I am not worried that the grenades will detonate the arms inside. After a while, I heard a series of roars one after another, and the food and ammunition in the tunnel were blocked in such a simple way.

After climbing the mountain and seeing the terrain, I realized that the actual situation was even more serious than I thought. The enemy's direct gun could pass through the gap between the 259th highland and the 273.1 highland and directly hit the forward incline of the 307.3 highland, and the enemy lost its defensive significance on the reverse incline. So now the 307.3 highland is actually under the attack of the enemy on both sides.

More importantly, the 307.3 highland is still behind the other two highlands. Once the 307.3 highland is lost, the other two highlands will soon fall into the same situation as the 307.3 highland. Everything has advantages and disadvantages. The reverse slope fortification does have many benefits, but once the enemy goes around the rear, its shortcomings will be exposed.

Looking at the soldiers who were nervously building fortifications, including Battalion Commander Li, I couldn't help but frown. The troops were too few, and more than 100 other soldiers were wounded and sick. Most of them did not have the ability to build fortifications and had to hide in the tunnel for the time being. Once the battle started, they could not deploy their troops in time...

"Woo..." Just as I was having a headache, the whistling of shells came from the sky. The soldiers and I had just fallen down in the fortifications that had not been built, and a few shells exploded beside us. Then there were another machine gun and bomb. The top of the mountain quickly turned into a world of earth and rocks and shrapnel flying around. But in a while, a large number of American soldiers appeared at the foot of the mountain, looking at the height of the mountain with a look of six or seven hundred people.

This! Seeing this, I couldn't help but curse. The actions we were on the side must have been clearly seen in the telescope by the Americans, so they took advantage of the time when we were not ready.

The Americans were very cunning. They did not gather together to attack in one direction, but instead attacked from the front and side, which forced us to disperse our limited forces in all directions on the hill.

"Fight!" Before the enemy could run nearly two hundred meters this time, I gave the order to start fighting.

The 307.3 Highland is the largest among these three highlands, and the slope is also the easiest to climb. It is also the easiest highland for the enemy to attack, so I dare not neglect it. Before the enemy can run in, I ordered the shooting.

Although there were only thirty volunteer soldiers on the high ground, there were more than a dozen machine guns in their hands. We were just above the supply, and the traffic trench was directly connected to the ammunition depot tunnel, so there was no need to worry about ammunition. The soldiers only fired the machine guns and saw the enemy falling in rows.

"Bang bang bang..." The rifles in my hand kept ringing, but the target was not the enemy charging towards our positions, but the Americans who set up machine guns and mortars behind them.

In fact, the range of US machine guns and mortars is far greater than that of the m1 rifle in my hand, but a mountainous area like North Korea blocked their shooting range, forcing them to shoot at us on an open ground 700 meters away from our position. This gave me the opportunity to suppress them with the sniper rifle in my hand. However, in a while, I successfully knocked out two machine gun teams and one mortar team. More than a dozen US troops fell in front of the machine gun positions in different postures, and basically they were shot in the head and had their brains burst. This made the Americans quickly realize that snipers target them, so when I pressed into the third magazine, the machine gunners and mortars hid behind a small hill tactfully.

The soldiers had already been involved in the intense battle and didn't notice the scene, but there was one exception, Battalion Commander Li lying beside me. He was holding a Bobosha submachine gun. He seemed to have some military knowledge, knowing that the maximum range of the Bobosha submachine gun was only 200 meters, so before the enemies approached, he also knew that firing at those enemies was a waste of bullets.

He had never fired his gun beside me, and since I fired the first shot, he opened his mouth and couldn't close it. When I successfully forced the machine gunners and mortars back, he even stared at me with incredible eyes. However, when he saw that I could kill two US troops rushing towards us with one shot, he didn't even have the interest to shoot...

"Bang!" Another bullet penetrated the neck of the US military and then shot into the arm of a US military behind. The US military in front covered his neck with blood, slowly fell down, while the US military behind him screamed and fell to the ground. His entire arm was broken, with only a little skin stuck to the arm. I could almost see his broken arm swaying in the void before he fell...

The rifle in my hand is not a dedicated sniper rifle, and its penetration is not enough to penetrate the human body two hundred meters away, so I can only choose the weakest part of the human body - the neck. Only at this time can I truly realize what people often say is that the secondary killing power of bullets is greater. If it is a single killing, the arm of the US military cannot be broken by a bullet. It seems that the American arm is still very thick, but the secondary killing is completely possible.

So the first guy who was hit by me was basically dead, and the second enemy who was hit basically lost his combat ability no matter where he hit him.

"Swoosh..." I heard the sound of the US shoulder-firing Bazukka rocket launcher. I hurriedly buried my head deeply into the soil, and at the same time, I pressed down Battalion Commander Li, who was still watching me next to me.

I heard a "boom!" sound, and a wave of heat surged towards us, and the hair exposed outside the hats quickly made a sizzling sound. When we raised our heads again, there was already a red color in front of us, and the blazing fire made me unable to open my eyes.

This is the power of the Bazukka rocket launcher. It is equipped with three types of bullets: armor-piercing bombs, used to deal with armored vehicles and bunkers; incendiary bombs, used to deal with infantry; and incendiary bombs, used to interfere with the enemy's sight. What he fired is of course the incendiary bomb. Fortunately, due to the angle, this incendiary bomb only hit the front of the ridge, otherwise we will be burned to charred corpses now.

Without rushing to think about it, I took advantage of the flames to get up, hugged my waist and ran two steps to the side, then fell to the ground and rolled twice, and then came to another sniper position I had chosen in advance. Before the war started, I kept the terrain on the top of the mountain in mind, and knew that at this position, I could see the guy holding the Bazouka rocket launcher. Sure enough, when I came out, I could clearly see through the scope that the guy was lying in a crater, and the rocket was aiming.

Without room for thinking, I pulled the trigger without hesitation. With a "bang!", there was a black hole in the helmet. Because he was already lying down, the head was just lightly lowered and there was no movement, just like a sleepy person lowered his head and took a nap.

The US troops fell one by one by one by the gunshots of the volunteers, but what surprised me was that the US troops' charge was very firm. They did not fall down like usual and hurriedly retreat from our firepower, but still held various weapons to cover each other and attacked the mountain.

Maybe it was because we were killed and injured by four or five hundred people just now, so they were also beaten red! But more importantly, I think it was because they knew that there were only 30 people stationed on the hill, but what they didn't know was that these 30 people were all equipped with Su-style machine guns, submachine guns, and ammunition, and their firepower was even stronger than that of a battalion of the Volunteer Army before.

The only advantage of the 307.3 highland defense is that the highway has been blocked tightly by the Volunteer Army's high ground, and the enemy's tanks and cannons cannot come for a while. Therefore, the most of the Americans in front of them are light weapons such as mortars and rocket launchers. Moreover, because cars cannot come, their ammunition is limited. In this area, the firepower of the volunteers is not worse than that of the US military. They only make the charge of the US military fly in front of the positions in rows.

With a "boom!", a shell flying from somewhere landed directly behind the Guoliunov heavy machine gun team not far from me. Two volunteer machine gunners were blown into the sky, and the other was blown into two pieces. The lower body was no longer known where it went, but the upper body was still wide open and his eyes were twitching constantly, and he was not much angry. When he saw that the heavy machine gun was buried in the soil again.

As the machine gun sounded weak, the Americans quickly rushed up in this firepower gap. This was also the biggest weakness of insufficient troops. Once there were casualties and no one was in a hurry to replenish them, a gap would soon appear on the front line. I quickly raised my rifle to attack the US troops rushing up, but I was helpless that even if I could knock down one or two enemies with each bullet, I still couldn't stop their upward momentum. And in a short while, these Americans took advantage of my replacement magazine and fired the m3 submachine gun in their hands, and the bullets were pressing down so hard that I couldn't even raise my head.

I was secretly anxious. If there were so many Americans, once they were allowed to tear open this gap, it would be not far from the loss of the 307.3 Highland. If I had a machine gun in my hand now, this situation would not have happened.

Just when I regretted not preparing an extra machine gun for myself, the dense gunshots rang out at this moment, followed by the enemy's screams. The bullets that were hitting me in groups disappeared. I looked out my head and looked down. It turned out that the wounded soldiers in the tunnel also organized fire and opened fire.

There were more than a dozen tunnels dug in the middle and upper part of the highland for volunteers to avoid enemy aircraft and artillery bombing. These dozen tunnels were originally built on the back slope, but because the enemy was attacking behind us, the tunnel entrance was facing the enemy. All the wounded soldiers who were arranged to defend in the tunnel were to pile up some sandbags in front of the tunnel entrance, and then put two machine guns on it, and a fortification close to the bunker was made...

Such fortifications are hidden in each tunnel with more than a dozen or twenty people, so the firepower can be continued. When the soldiers in front are sacrificed, the soldiers behind can be replenished soon. Moreover, they are also very safe in the tunnel and do not need to move to avoid the enemy's planes and cannons. Therefore, these tunnel-style "bunker" fortifications are almost tailor-made for the wounded soldiers who are unable to move and cannot build fortifications.

Seeing these, I deeply admire the wit and courage of the wounded soldiers. It was originally a defensive fortification that was very unfavorable to us, but now it has been transformed by the wounded soldiers in the final form, but it has played a great role at this critical moment. In this way, the wounded soldiers in the tunnel can use the fortifications to carry out a large number of killings and injuries to the US troops charging towards the high ground. Because the tunnel entrance is narrow and small, and the US troops below have an elevation angle, it is even more difficult for the US military to hit the volunteer army in the tunnel.

Of course, the fortifications of the tunnel also have many shooting dead corners due to the narrow reasons, which can easily allow the US military to bypass the tunnel entrance and throw grenades from top to bottom into the tunnel. However, the volunteer soldiers stationed on the top of the mountain will certainly not watch the enemy do so. Therefore, the top of the mountain and the tunnel cover each other, complement each other's shortcomings, forming a good defense system.

At this time, dozens of machine guns in more than a dozen tunnels sprayed flames at the US military at the same time. The US military did not expect such strong firepower would suddenly appear halfway up the mountain. If it was exhausted, a large area would be knocked down in a short while.

The advantage of the long-lasting firepower of the Soviet-style weapons is reflected. The turntable machine gun has a capacity of 47 rounds. What's more exaggerated is that the link of the Guoliunov heavy machine gun is 250 rounds. It can fire them all within a minute. It can reload a link within a few seconds, and it can soon start another massacre. So when the volunteers have sufficient ammunition, the firepower of a few dozen people on our small hill is far greater than that of the US troops attacking us.

After fighting with the volunteers for so long, this US military in front of him seemed to have encountered such a strong firepower for the first time. Hundreds of people lay down in just a few minutes. Then they repeated the scene of collapse and escape without any suspense. The machine guns in the hands of the volunteers were naturally ruthlessly chasing the US military that fled in a hurry again.

A scene I saw on the 273.1 high ground appeared in front of me again. The bodies of the US military almost filled the blank space in front of the position, and blood stained every inch of land in front of the position. This time, the US military lies at least 300 people here and can never return to their beautiful home.

I remembered that a few days ago, when we also suffered heavy losses when we used the Su-style equipment we were in our hands to attack the Gloucester Battalion, which was defending the highlands, we realized that the Su-style light and heavy machine guns we were in our hands were more suitable for defense, not for charge.

For example, the turntable machine gun is not portable because of the heavy and large turntable above, and it is not possible to shoot while moving forward like a Czech machine gun. Besides, the steel anti-shield on it and the wheeled gun frame make the weight of its empty gun reach more than 100 kilograms.

"Down with American imperialism!"

"Down with the reactionaries!"

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Watching the Americans retreating with blockbuster bodies, the soldiers couldn't help but clenched their fists and screamed, especially the wounded soldiers in the tunnel. They sincerely cheered for their ability to exert some strength on the battlefield and to repel the Americans' charge.

"Deputy Battalion Commander Cui!" Only then did Battalion Commander Li leaned forward and said with admiration on his face: "You, your shooting skills are so amazing. When can you teach me if you can do it?"
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