Chapter 291 Travel

"Lao Huo, the island people finally retreated."

The ammunition hand sat down with his butt, looked tired, reached out and touched Huo Ning again.

"Old Huo, I'm out of cigarettes. I'm exhausted..."

Half a pack of cigarettes was handed over, but when the ammunition hand took it, he suddenly found drops of blood flowing down.

When he looked up, the ammunition hand was all there.

Lao Huo had already become a bloody man, and the blood that kept flowing from his forehead enveloped his entire face.

There was a big blood hole clearly visible on his forehead.

"Old Huo!"

The ammunition hand screamed shrillly.

After fighting for half an hour, what kind of force was hit by a bullet on the forehead. Huo Ning, who should have fallen long ago, has been persisting until now?

"I can't..."

Huo Ning barely leaned against the heavy machine gun to prevent himself from falling down.

"Machine gun, machine gun cannot be stopped anyway..."

The ammunition hand nodded heavily, and then he saw Huo Ning smile and slowly fell to the ground.

Maybe the blood had already flowed, and his body looked so thin...

The islanders started attacking again. The ammunition hand slowly pulled out a cigarette, lit it, held it in their mouths, sucked it twice, and suddenly screamed.

"Ammunition hand, give me an ammunition hand!"

The heavy machine gun rang again.

From the beginning of the battle to the present, this heavy machine gun has never stopped yelling. No matter how crazy the artillery fire of the island army is...

Huo Ning died, the deputy machine gunner died, and soon the ammunition hand died.

But the machine gun was still roaring. Whenever a machine gunner died, his companions would always take over the heavy machine gun and never stop its roar...

"How is the battle?" Xing Yachuang asked lazily while lying on the Grand Master's chair.

"The island people attacked fiercely, and today they carried out more than thirty charges in one day." Feng Zhenhua, deputy brigade commander and commander of the 690th regiment, sat down beside him, poured himself a cup of tea, drank it clean, and wiped his mouth.

"The island people are really anxious. The attack has never stopped from day to night. The planes have almost flattened our position and charged one after another. It's just now a little calm."

"I guess the outer positions can't be defended anymore, so I'll be ready to retreat to the city to resist." Xing Yachuang threw a pack of cigarettes to Feng Zhenhua.

"The Yushan in the north of the city can overlook the entire city of Changshu, which is the top priority for defense against Changshu. I arranged a group there, which I personally control."

"Yeah." Feng Zhenhua nodded.

"You are responsible for the defense of Yushan positions, and I am responsible for other places. I hope to persevere until the 16th Division is completely wiped out."

"If you can't persist, you have to persist, otherwise there will be no second way for you and me to go besides committing suicide." Xing Yachuang pointed out himself and Feng Zhenhua and said.

"Lao Feng, I don't know why. Anyway, I feel something is wrong in my heart this time, and I always feel bad. I think I think I may have to explain this time..."

Feng Zhenhua was stunned for a moment: "What are you talking nonsense? We have all experienced so many storms."

"You don't understand how I feel." Xing Yachuang smiled, not looking scared.

"In the Northeast, on the Great Wall, and on Shanghai, we fought fiercely enough, right? But we survived it too, but this time, I really didn't feel very good."

Seeing that Feng Zhenhua was still about to speak, Xing Yachuang waved his hand and said.

"It's okay, we've made this mental preparation since we got to eat this bowl of rice? I can't let go of one thing. Your sister-in-law, I'm pregnant. If I really have that, please help take care of your sister-in-law and your nephew..."

Feng Zhenhua was silent there, he didn't know how to persuade his old comrades.

It's not a day or two to fight with this old guy, but I've never seen him like this.

It started raining outside again, which is a good thing for the defense. At least it will not be bombed by the plane tomorrow, but the two people in the room looked at each other silently, and the silence inside was as dead as silence...

The next day, all the Chinese troops in the outer positions of Changshu retreated to the city.

During the whole day of defense of the periphery positions, the Chinese army killed and injured more than 300 island troops, more than 100 people were killed and more than 80 people were injured.

This is equivalent to two companies that are standing on the periphery, almost either dead or injured.

It seems that the outer positions were given up after only one day of being held back, but the significance of this Changshu defense battle is not how long it will last or how many island troops will be killed, but to win the greatest time for the main force to completely annihilate the 16th Division of the Island Army and the Guoqi Detachment.

The island army also knew the urgency of time. After seizing the periphery of Changshu, it did not stop too much and quickly invested in the attack on Changshu as soon as possible.

God always favors the brave. The drizzle this day makes it impossible for the island army aircraft to assist the ground troops, and the rain and muddy ground also increase the difficulty of attack.

The defense on this day was relatively easy. By the evening, the 327th Brigade, which defended Changshu, did not suffer any major losses.

At night, good news came that the Third War Zone of the China Democratic Revolutionary Army had initially completed the encirclement of the 16th Division, and the general attack was about to begin.

This is exciting news, and it also makes the morale of the 327 Brigade, which is already not weak, become increasingly high.

The Yushan position, which was personally supervised by the commander of the 327th Brigade, has not yet been fought. However, Xing Yachuang knew that if Yushan did not fight, it would be a fierce battle once it was fought.

The command center was set up on the 218 Heights.

Listening to the constant sound of shelling at night, Xing Yachuang asked the second son of the serviceman to bring a bottle of wine, opened it and poured it on a glass, tasted it carefully, put it in his mouth comfortably, closed his eyes and enjoyed it for a long time before swallowing it.

When he opened his eyes and saw Erzi staring at the wine glass in his hand blankly, Xing Yachuang smiled and handed over the wine glass.

"Take a sip?"

Erzi quickly nodded vigorously, took the cup and put it to his mouth, took a sip, frowned immediately, shook his head, and returned the cup to Xing Yachuang.

"Host, what's the smell? It's sour. Why do you like drinking this strange smell?"

Xing Yachuang laughed.

"Erzi, you are a rustic hat, this is called wine, it's this taste. Let me tell you, everyone who drinks this wine, do you want to be an upstart?"

"I don't want to do it!"

Erzi said without thinking: "I've seen the weird clothes you wear when you are not fighting, holding a stick, and don't know what you want to do, and you also have a strap around your neck, like a hanged ghost..."

Xing Yachuang was siping of wine in his mouth when the second son said this.

The second son quickly came up to help him wipe it. Xing Yachuang picked up the horse whip next to him and whipped him a few times.

"Why are you so unethical about speaking, hanging your ghost? Are you fucking cursing me to death?"

After rubbing the painful place, Erzi muttered, "I'm telling the truth, you don't like to listen anymore. Isn't it just a hanged ghost on my neck?"

Xing Yachuang is really going to be mad by this stupid guy.

This kid is an orphan or his own little fellow. When he was training in Nanjing, he saw him on the road. At that time, the second son was crouching on the side of the road and was almost frozen to death.

I was kind at that time and bought two steamed buns for him to eat. But when I didn't want to talk, I actually found that I was from the same place as me.

As a result, he felt compassion for a moment and took him in as an orderly man.

Who would have thought that from now on, I would have caused me "trouble"?

This kid doesn't love money or officials, and it doesn't look like his personality at all. He wants to send him to the army several times and fight a few battles. As long as he doesn't lose his life, he can become a company commander or something in a few years at most.

But who would have thought that this kid would not buy it at all and would be willing to stay by his side as a servant orderly officer.

"Second son, two sons."

Xing Yachuang sighed and shook his head.

"Why can't you fight for some excitement, but have you been in the army for a few years?"

"I don't, I just don't want to go?"

After packing up his things, Erzi said in a muffled voice: "I just want to stay by your side."

Xing Yachuang stood up with a wry smile.

"Second son, if you are in your voyage one day, remember to put a bottle of wine in my coffin and put a gun on me when I was burial. Don't forget it..."

"Hostel..." Erzi was stunned for a while, and suddenly said loudly.

"You will definitely not die. You are so powerful that the islanders will definitely not be able to kill you!"
Chapter completed!