Chapter 4 third chapter

The enemy began to sweep fire again, and from time to time, shrapnel and splashed mud clods fell into the bunker.The devil infantry also slowly touched it, constantly bombarding it with flamethrowers and automatic grenade launchers, and the dark night outside was illuminated from time to time. The remaining enemy helicopters are still hovering on the ground, but the sound seems to be much farther away. "We have to find a way to drive the enemy down as soon as possible. Otherwise, we will fall into a confrontation with the devil infantry early in the tunnel." I said. We can retreat at three o'clock at night, it's still very early, I just hope to avoid fighting as much as possible so that we can wait until the time to retreat.

At this time Zhang Tingyu received the order. "Ready to attack! The smoke bomb has been lit." With the rifle safety on, we moved a little closer to the exit of the tunnel bunker. Estimating the time, when the enemy's artillery fire coverage shifted, I jumped into the trench outside. "Be careful!" Zhang Tingyu followed closely behind me. "Be careful to spread out, there are cat ear holes every few meters, you can hide." After I finished speaking, I carefully distanced myself from Zhang Tingyu. It is very taboo to fight together on the battlefield.

If the distance is less than 20 meters, maybe the devil can take us away with one 155mm grenade, saving even a body collector. In the distance to our right, some comrades are already firing at the enemy. Calm short burst, a veteran. I looked carefully. Near a tank directly in front of me, there were quite a few Japanese infantrymen active. Farther away were their self-propelled mortars and infantry armored combat vehicles. There are many enemies coming. Devil mortars are firing shells at high speed, hissing and screaming, and blowing up the broken debris on the position; the small-caliber machine guns of infantry fighting vehicles also pour out a series of shells from time to time, setting off a wave of more than one foot high in the position. firewall.

I took aim at a target and fired, the rifle bouncing briskly in my arms. I didn't bother to check the results of the battle, I moved quickly in the trench at high speed, stopping from time to time to shoot at some arrogant devil infantry shooter. The surface of the position bounced like rain. The trigger cocked while running, and I fumbled for a new magazine. When I didn't pay attention, my body was suddenly tripped by an object lying across the trench under my feet. Before I could get up, the devil's self-propelled mortar shells roared and covered it again. Damn it! Seeing the cat's ear hole under the trench next to me, I almost subconsciously rolled sideways and got into the hole.

The shell fell vertically on top of my head and exploded.I can still feel the great power of the shell explosion through the layer of mudstone and concrete more than one meter thick. I was so shocked that there was a buzzing sound in my ears, and there were stars in front of my eyes. I was almost stunned by the shells, and I was in a trance for a long time, and my oxygen-deprived brain was dizzy.Open your mouth wide to breathe, but the air is full of dust. The bunker was blown apart.The air was filled with the unpleasant smell from the explosion of RDX.I started to cough violently, my chest was pulled and pulled, and the pain was terrific.

The night vision goggles fell loose, and the mud and dust flying around made it impossible for me to open my eyes. In the dark, I groped for a stone beside me. It was just this crushed concrete block that was crushed against my chest, and if it rolled in a little more, this rock would crush me. so close! I lay on the ground without moving for a long time. Hearing the sound, the enemy seemed to be retreating, so he had to go back to the tunnel as soon as possible.Devils like to accompany each attack with endless heavy artillery bombardment, and now wandering on the surface is undoubtedly courting death.After escaping, I struggled to pull out my lower body buried in the mud.The butt of the gun was pressed against my waist just now, and it was excruciatingly painful.

Struggling to climb out of the damaged cat ear hole like a refugee mouse, I kept rubbing my chest that was crushed by the stone. Little devil bastard! Cursing at the enemy artillery, I figured out my position in the dark. This is a place comparable to hell, no, this is hell. The unrecognizable ground is as lifeless as the desolate lunar surface.The enemy was withdrawing, and the suppression fire of the tanks continued to clear the lunar surface indiscriminately.The coquettish will-o'-the-wisps roamed the battlefield, and the pungent gunpowder was stirred and rolled by the shock wave formed after the shell exploded like the curtain of hell.

What a fucking place! I struggled to spit out the sand in my mouth, and with my hands on the wall of the trench, I groped and walked towards the entrance of the tunnel. The foot was blocked by something again. I froze when I cursed and prepared to step over it. It is the corpse of one of their own. Another comrade who unfortunately died in the trenches. His head and helmet had been blown off, and his body fell awkwardly in the trench, covered in blood and mud.From the appearance of the shoes, I knew they were my own. Dead, another sacrificed. I murmured and bent down with great effort to grab his ankle.

The corpses of the sacrificed comrades had to be taken back and cleaned up. This was a must-do on the battlefield, no matter who it was or where it was, as long as the situation allowed. "Those who still have the courage to go to the battlefield at this time are dignified men. They are purely fighting with their lives!" Lao Lei once said this to me with a sigh when he was arranging the body of a comrade-in-arms. It's a man! I recalled the people running in panic when the city was about to be surrounded by enemies.All the roads leading to the outside are full of invisible traffic and people, people trample on each other, children cry and adults shout, it looks like the end of the world.

I was exhausted dragging the body of my comrade to a safe place in the tunnel.The war ruthlessly destroyed my health. I never slept soundly, had a good meal, or even drank a sip of hot water. The rope that tied the shoes was probably broken, and my toes were stuck in the cold and wet soil, and my body began to feel cold. I hugged my arms tightly and curled up into a ball. There was no one in the tunnel, and in the darkness, there were all the broken corpses of comrades in arms drained of blood, and the breath of death rushed over. Water, I really want to drink saliva! Ask for hot water, preferably freshly boiled, and fill a large glass; no, you must pour some orange juice, which is a lovely creamy yellow orange juice with an intoxicating citrus aroma.

The devils started bombing again, and I put on my earplugs with difficulty and continued to curl up in the darkness. "The enemy is coming! Prepare to fight!" Soon after the enemy shelling ended, the shouts of soldiers sounded in the tunnel. fighting! I struggled to my feet and dragged my rifle toward the cover. This time, the exchange of fire between the ground forces of the two sides lasted only for a while, and the enemy couldn't hold it anymore. The mercenaries probably haven't mastered the weapons in their hands, and they don't even know how to use the automatic defense system on the tank. A flaming infantry fighting vehicle was left behind, and the devil started to back down screaming. The devil infantry stranded near our position were abandoned under the cover of our firepower. When I was trying my best to suppress a devil hiding in a nearby bomb crater, I heard someone shouting on the right. "Enter the emergency room! Enter the emergency room!" It was Zhang Tingyu, and there were panicked footsteps all around. what happened? Calling so loudly, are you not afraid of being discovered by devils? I groped towards the place where he was shouting suspiciously while shooting. "Is there hot water to drink?" I asked dazedly. "The enemy has dropped thermobaric bombs, go into the refuge room and hide. Damn, I want to die!" Zhang Tingyu suddenly kicked me into the tunnel. Thermobaric bombs! I was shocked, sober up. "Damn it, can you throw the warm water bottle down. Then I will definitely wait on the ground." While cursing the three-generation ancestor of the devil who threw the bomb, I staggered towards the refuge room. The soldiers ran to the refuge room in twos and threes, and all of them were shouting and cursing as they ran. For those of us infantry who stick to our positions, thermobaric bombs are almost life-threatening impermanence. In the face of the huge lethal power of thermobaric bombs, no one can escape the pursuit of death if they hide a little slowly or do not have solid fortifications to hide, or people who do not have oxygen masks to breathe. Our position is built on the eastern high ground closest to the city.The city was originally a strategic hub, with a large number of air defense troops and garrison troops deployed, and engineers built a large number of tunnel fortifications.After the full-scale war broke out, the engineering troops further built an oval defensive position with a depth of more than 30 kilometers in this area, including the rolling mountains not far from the city.All key resistance hub fortifications have built separate three-defense facilities to ensure that the garrison can resist the attack of the enemy's thermobaric bombs. When the enemy first attacked the circular defense position, its air support troops were unable to participate in the battle smoothly. The air defense forces located in the city once drove the enemy's combat aircraft 70 kilometers away.Without the strong support of the air force, the enemy's ground forces obviously lack effective means of attack.But with the gradual shortage of missiles in the air defense force, the enemy air force stepped up its ground support.At the beginning, the enemy first used ordinary ammunition scattered outside the defense zone, but with the arrival and release of heavy ground-penetrating bombs, fuel-air bombs, and infrasonic bombs, the casualties of our defense troops increased significantly, and a large part of the sacrificed soldiers were killed. The Japs' fuel-air bombs and infrasonic bombs took lives.The devils also took the opportunity to gradually narrow the encirclement. The position we are defending is only more than 2,000 meters deep. It was originally the combat position of a company of our 152 heavy towed howitzer unit. Unfortunately, it has not yet exerted its combat effectiveness. During a rapid shooting, it was attacked by several enemy A-10s. The low-altitude raid by the plane caused heavy casualties to the entire company.However, the underground tunnel facilities here are relatively complete, including a protective room that can accommodate more than a hundred people. When I walked to the door of the refuge room, I found that Da Li and Song Buyi, who had been recuperating in the medical room, also rushed to the door. The soldiers who arrived first put on simple oxygen generators and buckled their masks. Our oxygen generator uses a hydrogen peroxide mixed medicine plate to produce oxygen through a chemical reaction. It is light and simple, and it is distributed to troops in large quantities after being improved with civilian products. Soon more than 20 soldiers withdrew into the protective room. "Is everything here?" Song Buyi turned around and asked. "Why don't you see Li Wei and Jiang Lei? And Zhang Tingyu? Did any of you see it?" I asked anxiously to the soldiers beside me. No one answered. "Here, put on the oxygen mask." Song Buyi handed me a set of oxygen protective equipment. Putting on the mask and hanging the oxygen generator satchel on my body, I turned around and waited for the three of them. Thermobaric bombs will explode on our position at any time, and we can't survive without closing the protective door. The soldiers in the room stopped talking and listened, waiting for the comrades above. There was an unnerving silence as everyone waited with bated breath for the arrival of death.In the dim light of the emergency lights, young faces were exchanging eyes nervously, and the elongated shadows on the wall were swaying uncomfortably. I don't know who among them has not experienced such a scene. Several soldiers who were about to close the door at any time anxiously waited for Li Wei and the others to appear, their foreheads were covered with sweat. Without closing the door, we still don't have any security. The low tunnel was shrouded in darkness, and it was unknown whether the three of them could escape from the darkness. Finally, their figures appeared from the end of the tunnel. The major ran ahead panting. Why are you still carrying someone? Without time to ask, Song Buyi and I led the three of them into the protective room. Several soldiers quickly closed and bolted all the heavy steel doors of the protective room. The protection room is built at the bottom of the tunnel, with a vertical distance of nearly 20 meters from the surface position. It takes seven or eight turns to reach the protection room from the tunnel.There are three doors in the protective room, which lead to different directions. Even if a section of the tunnel collapses, we will not be buried below and unable to get out. It was Zhang Tingyu who was injured. I just turned around to look at Zhang Tingyu's injuries, when there was a horrible muffled sound from the roof, and then the pillars in the corner creaked. The thermobaric bomb exploded. Everyone looked up and saw that the stress angle steel on the pillar near the top of the wall was slowly deformed and twisted.After a while, a powerful gas shock wave made a rumbling sound and rushed over along the tunnel, like a roaring manic dragon.The ground of the entire protective room trembled under the explosion shock wave of the fuel-air bomb. As the ground shook, dust sprayed down from the gap between the I-beams on the top of the protective room. boom! The high-temperature airflow hit the door heavily. This time the enemy's thermobaric bomb exploded directly over our position, and this is almost the center of the bomb's explosion. As the airflow slammed against the surrounding seams of the door, rows of smoke and dust were sprayed into the room. Bursts of scorching air flowed in the protective room.The temperature in the room rose quickly, and beads of sweat immediately appeared on my forehead. Before the smoke and dust from around the door fell, it was pulled back by a mysterious force.The dust turned and floated towards the door again, like a poor stage fright actor who couldn't suddenly face many strange eyes and tried to slip away from the stage in a hurry.The huge suction force made the crack of the door make a "swoosh" sound, and the air was escaping quickly. The oxygen in the oxygen mask had a pungent chemical smell and I started to get uneasy. I turned my head to look at the soldiers sitting scattered on the ground, everyone's movements were very unnatural. Jiang Lei hugged his knees and buried his head in his thighs. Without looking at his face, he could tell from his constantly shrugging shoulders that the young man was immersed in fear. The enemy fired a heavy thermobaric bomb, but fortunately it was dodged in time.But I don't understand why the enemy, regardless of the lives of their own people, is planning to let their soldiers die with us?This shouldn't be the style of American devils! By the way, we are fighting with mercenaries, a group of cannon fodder. Some of the enemy's infantry had rushed to our tunnel entrance just now. It is estimated that some infantry could not withdraw in time and were swallowed by the shock wave of the thermobaric bomb and died. After a few more minutes in the shelter, I approached the major. "You can go to the surface. It's windy outside, so the concentration of carbon monoxide is probably not too high." I took off my mask and said to him. Gradually I felt a little dizzy, so I quickly put on the mask again. Wrong wrong, the concentration is high! After each explosion, a large amount of carbon monoxide and carbon dioxide will be produced, and due to the impurity of the explosives, there will be an unpleasant smell in the air. The crowd waited again under the dim light, until the dust in the protective room settled, and then several soldiers struggled to open the somewhat deformed door. The major opened the way ahead with the emergency light, and we groped up the smoke-filled tunnel. When we came to the tunnel on the second floor, we found that the exit of the tunnel on the first floor had been blown up, and the corridor that was flattened by the huge shock wave was full of criss-crossed reinforced concrete fragments. Can't get out! Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, so hurry up and find another way. The tunnels on the left and right sides have been blown down. Fortunately, after searching around, we finally found that the road leading to the back was still passable. There is no way, it is too dangerous to gather and rest below, we have to retreat to the hidden tunnel position at the rear of Su Qin and the others.Passing the 152 grenade storage room, I found that the main entrance to enter was also crushed by the bombing just now. There is also a side door, which leads to the room where the fuze is placed. Lao Lei and I once went in. Fumbling, I turned in through the side door. The top of the thick and solid tunnel has collapsed a lot. If there is another big explosion, the storage room will definitely be blown through. I back out carefully. The major is counting the number of people and equipment, and the soldiers report one by one the weapons and ammunition they have on hand.There was still a disgusting smell in the hidden tunnel of the tank, and the gunpowder smoke floated in the air for a long time and could not dissipate. "Comrade Major. The tank shells have been fired, and there are only more than a hundred 12.7mm machine gun shells left; most of the ammunition on our bodies is not enough for a base, and there are only two anti-tank missiles left. Twenty-four soldiers were sacrificed, and one was seriously injured. It takes six hours." Da Li said while coughing. "The tank can only stop here. Are there any spare weapons?" Su Qin jumped off the tank. Ammunition was already seriously short. After listening to the report, Li Wei frowned. I remembered the anti-tank mine that was stored, but it was estimated that it had been reimbursed by the explosion just now. pity!Cheap devils tonight. "Everyone, take the time to rest and collect the remaining guns and ammunition on the ground. But pay attention to enemy snipers." Li Wei gave orders to the soldiers. "Zhang Tingyu, how are you? Where is he hurt?" Seeing that he seemed to be in a coma, I asked the soldier next to me. "He was hit by rocket shrapnel from the Devil helicopter, and he was seriously injured. He must be rushed to the hospital." The soldier next to him said while wiping the dust and gunpowder oil on Zhang Tingyu's face. Emergency team! Where did the emergency team come from at this time? We can only let the soldiers in the tunnel send him down now. But there are only enough people here to make up two classes.What about the positions?There are still six hours! I looked down and found that Zhang Tingyu's abdomen was covered with layers of bandages, his camouflage uniform was stained red with blood, and his face was sallow due to lack of blood. "Lao Zhang was injured to cover us." Jiang Lei squatted beside him and said sadly. "Major, should the wounded be sent down immediately?" I stood up and asked Li Wei. The major took off his helmet, and after a long silence, he said in a low voice, "Wait a minute, see if there are any reinforcements behind." Everyone was speechless. It took such a high price to hold the position, we cannot give up easily.No one has this right.In this case, one more person will have more hope and strength to hold on. reinforce? But will there be any more reinforcements tonight? Even the ammunition is almost gone, and it may be an extravagant hope to find a decent way to sacrifice. Sighing, I staggered to the entrance of the tunnel and leaned against the wall to look outside. A position as silent as death, a city as silent as death. I feel very uncomfortable.Tonight, this ghost place is my home.I am here to work, my hometown is not here. The earth fell into a temporary calm, and the wind blew across the ground, raising dust all over the sky. The gunpowder smoke that lingered on our position for several days has now been blown away by the wind. Through the night vision device, I vaguely saw the figures of our soldiers bending over the position. The devils need to rest and regroup after withdrawing.The few hours of fighting just now also exhausted their ammunition and energy.There were serious lapses in air-ground coordination, and it took them time to figure it out, too. I turned around and looked at the horizon far behind, the city behind her faintly revealing her silhouette in the night. The scarred ancient city of thousands of years, the ancient city shyly huddled in the darkness. After decades of peace, generations of people here have re-cared for the once old woman into an elegant young woman. The streets wrapped in tall and thick sycamore trees, the lawns dotted with beautiful and elegant statues, the pigeons circling along the green lake and the breeze passing over the balcony, the sunset prayed by the pious ancient pagoda every day.All memories about this city can only be found in photos and video tapes.Streets, statues, pigeons, and ancient pagodas have all faded away, swallowed by the night, and will never reappear. people! Yes, and those people, those who once lived in this land, including those who have betrayed her.Those noble city owners who drove Mercedes-Benz and BMW left in a hurry before the war broke out, leaving her lying alone in the night and weeping in this ancient and desolate land. Among the tens of thousands of soldiers who are now desperately defending her on the outskirts, how many were once her subjects who were warmly embraced by her? I don't remember what made me walk out of the fleeing crowd with my chest up and dropping my luggage, or what allowed me to survive this hellish battle on the ground.I can't remember the face of the soldier who was supposed to be rescued but died for me. I can't even remember how I took up the weapon. I only remember the blood on my hands and the broken body I hugged tightly.From the very beginning, the wordless grief and indignation have always strangled my throat, biting my heart all the time.I don't know what thoughts in my heart are supporting me.Lao Lei said that he thought I was crazy when he saw me at first sight. He didn't dodge the enemy's firepower at all, and stood on the ground, crying and shooting crazily.If he hadn't kicked me down, I would have been beaten to death by the devil long ago. Old Ray. It is not known if he is still alive now.