Chapter 208: Retreat

Chapter 208: Retreat

The battle plan has been decided, which is what I proposed to enter the tunnel to defend. After all, the soldiers also know that with our little force, it is difficult for us to continue defending as usual. Then the only way to hold the enemy back is to enter the tunnel.

However, although the plan is like this, we did not enter the tunnel during the battle. For me, it would be a while to be able to drag for a while. When the Japanese invaders saw that there were still people on our positions to defend, they would have to have some time to prepare, and in this way they would not dare to rush to our positions with confidence. For the soldiers... I believe that many soldiers are like Li Zhifu's mentality, and would rather fight with the Japanese invaders outside than defend in the tunnel.

This does not mean that the soldiers are afraid of the harsh environment in the tunnel. As the special reconnaissance brigade, they stayed in various environments during training. After trying and training, the main reason why the soldiers were unwilling to enter the tunnel to defend was that they did not want to admit defeat to the Vietnamese army... Although I am very clear that we went into the tunnel to continue to defend, we did not admit defeat to the Vietnamese Japanese, and it is not only not admit defeat, but also a more tenacious battle, just like when we dragged the US military on Shangganling and made them unable to advance. But the soldiers who had never fought the tunnel war naturally had this idea.

Just as Zhang Ziwang, the company commander of the Fourth Company, said: "Battalion Commander, if we enter the tunnel... Then the Vietnamese Japanese arranged a few people to guard the tunnel at the entrance of our tunnel. Wouldn't they still attack the second line or fight against the Kashan?"

I have too much experience in this. I have been defending Shangganling for so long and suffering is not in vain. So I replied without thinking: "First of all, there are such holes and pits in this position. The Vietnamese army may not be able to accurately find which ones are at our tunnel entrance. Secondly, the smoke from shells is everywhere on the position is very low, and it will be dark soon. It is not so easy for the Vietnamese Japanese to really want to see the tunnel entrance. Our volunteer army..."

Speaking of this, I couldn't help but pause, realizing that I said it was right and added the word "we" in front of the Volunteer Army. However, no soldiers cared about the minor problem I made, so I cleared my throat and continued, "How did the Volunteer Army fight Shangganling? The Volunteer Army often came out to make trouble for the Americans so that they could not move forward? The Volunteer Army can, and we can do the same! The Volunteer Army can hold on in the tunnel for a week without water or food. Can we hold on in the tunnel for a few hours?"

When I said this, the soldiers were speechless. Of course, what I didn't say explicitly is that the tunnels used by the volunteers during the War to Resist U.S. Aggression and Aid Korea were all special. For example, firepower cover could be provided between the tunnel entrances, and small holes were opened near the tunnel entrances that could throw the explosives thrown in by the enemy back, etc. The tunnels we have now may be stronger than those of the tunnels at that time, but their functions and combat capabilities were far less than those of the volunteers.

In fact, this is normal. Our volunteer army used the most simple equipment to fight with the Americans at that time. The gap in equipment forced us to find ways to do it in the tunnel. With the development of war, the functions and combat capabilities of the tunnel are naturally changing with each passing day. However, modern warfare requires more of the two functions of hiding soldiers and anti-aircraft artillery, so its combat capabilities are naturally far from that era.

For example, I just observed that only three of the seven tunnel entrances on the position can provide fire protection between each other. I believe this is also an accidental behavior of the soldiers or the Vietnamese army when building these tunnels.

However, there are three tunnel entrances that can be covered by fire. After all, the time we have to guard is only a few hours rather than a few days. If I were to guard for seven or eight days like I did in Shangganling, I was afraid I would go crazy on the spot!

We made some preparations before the Vietnamese army came to attack. First, we placed the wounded and the soldiers with limited mobility into the tunnel, then laid the remaining several electric and thunders on the trenches, and finally allocated their own tunnels to each unit to avoid crowding when the battle was tense.

By the way, at this time, there were only 61 soldiers in our entire battalion, including members of the shooting team. The number of people allocated at each of the seven tunnel entrances was less than ten. I originally thought that this would not happen, but things on the battlefield were often so unexpected...

"The devils are coming!" With the yelling of the observer, the Vietnamese army's artillery shells were smashed into our positions in pieces. This time, the Vietnamese army's artillery fire was very fierce, but I could hear from the sound that most of them were artillery fire such as mortars and recoilless cannons. It was assumed that the Vietnamese army concentrated the artillery in their troops to deal with us.

Immediately afterwards, the Vietnamese army rushed up densely behind the artillery fire. As before, the Vietnamese army charged very quickly this time, and there were also many suicide squads holding small explosives to fight us to the death again!

"Each unit chooses its own target!" I ordered on the radio: "After blocking the Vietnamese army for a period of time, I listened to my orders to enter the tunnel, pay attention to saving ammunition, and leave some of them to defend in the tunnel!"

"Yes!" With the soldiers' response, a sparse gunfire sounded on our defense line.

Compared with the "rustling" sounds of soldiers in the past, our current momentum is obviously much smaller, but the soldiers are all aiming accurately, so there are many enemies that have been knocked down. With the sound of gunshots, the Japanese fell down in front of us one by one, covering their chests one by one.

However, the biggest disadvantage of such accurate shooting is that the speed of fire is that it is slow. Although the soldiers' shooting skills are very accurate, they cannot form a rain of bullets to effectively resist the offensive of the Vietnamese army. So in a short while, the Vietnamese army rushed to a place not far from our defense line.

"Retreat the first line of defense and enter the tunnel immediately!"

With my order, the first line of defense soldiers put away their weapons and retreated directly along the traffic trench to the tunnel. With several years of combat experience, I know very well that organizing a retreat on the battlefield is often more difficult than organizing an attack. If the offensive organization is not good, at most it will be more casualties to revive it. However, if the retreat is not well organized... it will often have a catastrophic blow to the troops and there will be no second chance.

These soldiers from the Species Reconnaissance Brigade did not know how many times they had practiced to cover the retreat during training, so they were also able to handle it easily at this time.

"Bang bang!" I shot down two Vietnamese suicide squad members with two random shots. I saw the bombs pulled in their hands falling to the ground and overturning several people beside me.

However, these explosions soon became without a trace like a stone thrown into the sea. The Vietnamese army still rushed up with bayonets...

Seeing that they were about to cross the first line of defense, I immediately ordered to the radio: "All units withdraw to the tunnel, repeat! All units withdraw to the tunnel, and the blaster is ready to detonate directional lightning!"

"Yes!" The soldiers didn't know what to do at this time, and they put away their weapons and retreated to the tunnel behind them.

However, at this moment, an unexpected situation occurred...

"Report to the battalion commander!" Zhang Ziwang's anxious cry came from the radio: "The entrance of our company's tunnel was blown up by the Vietnamese Japanese..."

"Retreat from another tunnel entrance immediately!" I ordered without thinking.

"Another tunnel entrance was**ked by the firepower of the Vietnamese Highlands 150!" Zhang Ziwang responded: "We cannot retreat to the tunnel!"

Upon hearing this, my heart sank. Zhang Ziwang and his company were defending the east side of the position. There were only two tunnel entrances in that direction. I originally thought that it was enough for the two tunnel entrances to provide for the 20 people in their company to retreat, but I didn't expect this situation to happen again!

"Transfer to No. 5 immediately, come up at the entrance of No. 6!" The battlefield did not allow me to think about it at all, so I immediately issued a series of orders, and the rest of the troops retreated as usual, and the members of the shooting team left to cover the fourth company to retreat!"

"Yes!" With a response, several members of the shooting team returned to the defense line again and set up rifles.

It makes sense that I asked the members of the shooting team to stay for cover missions. Not only were they sharpshooters, but the svd sniper rifles in their hands were better than the AK47 in terms of penetration and accuracy. In the case of insufficient ammunition, one member of the shooting team can be worth two, and the small number of people also allows us to retreat more conveniently.

"Bang bang bang..." With the sound of gunshots, Vietnamese troops fell under our guns one after another.

When aiming at the enemy, I try to lower the muzzle and parallel to the incline of the position, because I know that doing so can increase the chance of the bullet hitting the second target after penetrating the first target. The facts also proved that I was right. As I shot one bullet out of the chamber, I could clearly see in the scope that a Vietnamese army with blood splashing appeared behind him after the first target fell to the ground.

But there were too many people from the Vietnamese. Although we replaced the magazine as fast as possible and pulled the trigger at the fastest speed, the Vietnamese army was still approaching us. Finally... the Vietnamese army was forced to throw bombs at us. The Vietnamese army in the front row hid in the crater... Then several bombs with white smoke and Mars flew straight towards us...

I didn't think much about it, and raised my gun to point the bombs flying in the air. "Bang bang bang..." with just a few shots. I don't know where it came from. I fired five bullets one after another and hit the target. I thought that if it weren't for the lack of bullets in the magazine, I could have hit the sixth one. In an instant, the bombs changed direction and flew backwards and exploded in the Vietnamese crowd.

This may be what others say about the gun feeling! This feeling is very strange. Sometimes I give me plenty of time to aim deliberately, but it is probably difficult to achieve this. However, when I was in a hurry on the battlefield, I made a result that I couldn't imagine. Isn't there a story about Li Guang shooting a tiger in ancient times? I think what happened now is similar to that of Li Guang!

"Boom..." There were still a few bombs blowing out in our trenches. In an instant, I only felt a "buzzing" in my eardrums, and then my whole head was confused...

Have you tried the feeling of firecrackers explode in your ears when playing with firecrackers during the Chinese New Year? What is exploded by my side now is not firecrackers, but strong explosives tnt... It should be said that the homemade bombs of the Vietnamese army are not very powerful, because they are neither fragmented nor explosives, so it is difficult to cause much damage to people unless they are directly blown to people. But even this makes me feel bad. I don’t know what other soldiers feel. At this time, I just feel dizzy and dizzy, and I don’t even know where the enemy is, let alone aiming and shooting!

"Battery Commander!" At this time, I heard Zhang Ziwang's scream: "Hurry! Cover the battalion commander into the tunnel!"

Then I felt like I was being stuffed into the tunnel by someone... After a while, the relatively quiet tunnel slowly recovered. When I turned around, I happened to see Zhang Ziwang being knocked down in the trench by the enemy bullet.

I hurriedly crawled out to get out the first aid kit to bandage Zhang Ziwang, but he pushed it away.

"Battery Commander! Retreat quickly, I'll cover!" Zhang Ziwang shouted at me with blood all over his mouth: "Go away quickly! If you don't leave, you won't be anxious!"

As we said that, we pressed a directional thunder without saying anything. With a bang, the steel balls flew around us "swooshing" over our heads, mixed with the screams of the Vietnamese army.

"Go away!" Zhang Ziwang pushed me with his last bit of strength. His blood-covered eyes were filled with determination, and his anxiousness and anger that I didn't want to leave alone.

I retreated under his eyes, and at the same time, I knew that there would be no other result except for us dying here together, so I had to bury my head into the tunnel... I gritted my teeth and walked hurriedly until I arrived at the corner of the tunnel...

Zhang Ziwang was lying in front of the tunnel entrance. He was holding a directional thunder detonator in his hand, trying hard to find out what was happening in the Vietnamese army... However, there was no need for him to see what was happening in the Vietnamese army, because four or five white smoke bombs were thrown to him at this time. Zhang Ziwang did not dodge, but he breathed a sigh of relief, just like putting down a heavy burden, then closed his eyes and pressed the directional thunder...

With a "boom", almost at the same time, the bombs exploded beside him and exploded his body into two pieces!

I sighed, turned around and walked to the depths of the tunnel, and said to the soldiers sitting inside with flashlights, "Comrade Zhang Ziwang died!"

No one spoke, and the soldiers all lowered their heads silently, and the tunnel was silent like death. Although we have experienced a lot of things like this, although it is not the first time we have sent off our comrades away, nor the first time we have watched our comrades die in front of us, but this does not mean that we will not be sad!

The gunshots and explosions outside the tunnel gradually subsided. This time, the Vietnamese army was obviously much more cautious than the last time. This can be seen from the fact that they did not start cheering on the position like the last time. I think what they have to do now is to carefully observe whether there are any directional thunders buried on the position. (In fact, our directional thunders had been used up before entering the tunnel, and we are not fools. We will use the same strategy before using it). Secondly, they searched for any remaining enemies in the tunnel and cave...

The gunfire from the entrance of the tunnel quickly verified my idea. The members of the shooting team responsible for guarding the entrance of the tunnel were nothing else, but also because of the super penetration of SVD. Before entering the tunnel, I specifically explained to the members of the shooting team that when the Vietnamese army searched the tunnel and even threw grenades into the tunnel, they ignored them until they mustered up the courage to go into the tunnel and then fired again. At this time, the penetration power of the sniper rifle will play its role in the narrow tunnel!

"Telephone!"

I no longer paid attention to the war between the members of the shooting team and the Vietnamese army at the entrance of the tunnel, because I knew very well that even the Americans in the past could not do anything to us. We hid in the tunnel of Shangganling for seven or eight days, let alone the current Vietnamese Japanese!

The correspondent soon approached the ventilation hole and started calling the base. The problem of radio communication in the tunnel was solved long ago during the War to Resist U.S. Aggression and Aid Korea. Now I just need to use it. I tied the antenna to grenades or other iron sheets like a volunteer army to extend it outside the tunnel, but we just poked it out of the ventilation hole in order to be more secretive.

"It's connected! It's the commander..." After a while, the correspondent handed the microphone to me.

"Report to the commander..."

He grabbed the microphone and was about to speak when he heard Liu Shunyi on the other end of the microphone ask anxiously: "Are you okay? Are you suffering and casualties? Are you all okay, comrades?"

Upon hearing this, I couldn't help but feel a little warm, and my nose was a little sour. Although we soldiers, who were fighting with the enemy on the battlefield, the more we fought with the enemy on the battlefield, the more we were, the more we were, the more we were, the more we were, the more we were, the more we were, because we all wanted to meet familiar people again before we died, even if we just listened to their voices and felt their concern!

"It's okay!" After a while, I replied: "Our army suffered heavy casualties. Now the position on the surface of the 142 high ground has been lost, but we will continue to fight against the enemy in the tunnel and buy time for the second line of defense and the artillery troops!"

"Yeah!" Liu Shunyi was obviously relieved when he heard my answer, and said, "Comrade Cui Wei, it's fine for you to be fine! If you hold on for a while, the shells will arrive soon. You don't need to consider buying time for the second line of defense and the artillery troops now. You just need to consider how to save yourself and how to survive. Do you understand?"

"I understand!" Although I responded so, I thought to myself - it is not our final say whether I can survive!

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