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    Then he heard gunshots!  The gunshot was fired by Zhang Zhongliang behind him!  Seeing the squad leader making a gun-drawing action in front, Zhang Zhongliang, who was always in a state of high tension, thought that the squad leader was going to fire at the Soviet army, so he quickly drew his gun on the trench wall and fired a string of bullets in a hurry!

    Then, the others who were following them thought the battle had begun, and they also crouched on the trench wall and started firing "crack bang" at the Soviet troops in the third trench!

    It was this burst of gunfire that prematurely exposed the offensive intention, causing the Soviet army to pour all its firepower on them.  In the next ten minutes or so, Li Yue, who had completely lost his mind, buried his head under the edge of the trench, trembling all over. He neither saw the heroic attack launched by Gong Wenxuan, the leader of the 8th squad, nor noticed the deputy Qu Baoxiang of the 8th squad.  A light machine gun was used to fight tenaciously with the Soviet army. The firing sound of this light machine gun only had the following effect: it made the last string of self-control that was still barely maintained in Li Yue's life become even tighter.  It got tighter and tighter, and finally it broke completely due to its sudden disappearance!

    So, one minute after Qu Baoxiang's light machine gun fire stopped, people from the traffic trench where Li Yue was hiding suddenly heard a loud "Wow"!  Following this long and unreasonable cry, Li Yue jumped up, climbed up to the edge of the trench, shook his body, stood firm, shouted "Wow" again, and rushed towards the Soviet position above the high ground crazily.  past!

    This is how the battlefield made me do something that neither myself nor others expected: Li Yue was afraid of facing death; but when the weight of fear itself overwhelmed his will to live, he would fight to get rid of fear.  To death!

    He himself did not know that he was rushing toward death. In his frenzy, he just wanted to rush toward the unbearable weight of his life. He wanted to gain final relief in this rush!

    Following his shout, the other two soldiers of Squad 9 thought that the squad leader had given the order to charge and took the lead in the charge. They also jumped out of the traffic trench, yelling "Wow", and the muzzles of their submachine guns fired "Clatter".  A string of bullets rushed towards the Soviet position!

    The Soviet army that had just knocked out Qu Baoxiang's light machine gun was obviously frightened by the new attack. There was a cry of ghosts and wolves in the trench again, and all the bullets immediately flew towards Li Yue and the two soldiers behind him.  Let it out.  The hillside was half-dark in the night and clumps of firelight. They couldn't figure out the strength of the Chinese army charging upward. The dense rain of bullets knocked down the two soldiers behind Li Yue first!

    The Soviet light machine gunner at the western end of the third trench failed to see clearly Li Yue, who was striding up at first. When a ball of fire in front of the position suddenly emerged from the darkness, he seemed to be frightened and forgot.  Shoot.  What he saw was a completely crazy person. His tattered military uniform was on fire in three places. His eyes were wide open, and his face was as hideous and terrifying as a layer of dirty oil paint. He was holding a submachine gun but did not fire.  He just screamed "Wow" and stumbled towards him!  Unable to suppress the sudden fear in his heart, Su Jun screamed "Wow!" He straightened up and wanted to run, but it seemed as if he suddenly realized: You can't escape by running!  He didn't stop howling, leaned down, and almost fired his light machine gun at Li Yue's abdomen who ran up to him!

    Li Yue swayed and fell at the front of the Soviet position; then he rolled down two or three meters and was blocked by some half-burned bushes.  He fainted, and was soon awakened by the severe pain in the wound and the shouts of charging coming from down the slope!

    This new cry was issued by Shang Yujun and the 7th squad he led.  After Squad 9 exposed their target prematurely, Shang Yujun was also suppressed at the bottom of the trench by the Soviet bullets!  Then he witnessed with his own eyes the heroic attack of Class 8 and their destruction!  Later, Qu Baoxiang's light machine gun brought him a glimmer of hope, but it was quickly destroyed by the Soviet army!  9th squad leader Li Yue had just led two soldiers to jump out of the traffic trench crazily and launched an attack on the Soviet army. Shang Yujun's eyes immediately filled with tears of grief and anger!  He understood that this might be the last chance for the whole platoon to attack the Soviet position. Without any further hesitation, he immediately jumped up from the bottom of the trench and shouted behind him: "Go o¡ª¡ª!" He led the 7th squad to follow the 9th squad's vacated position.  The traffic trench rushes upward!

    Since he was running in the traffic trench, the Soviet firepower only focused on Li Yue and the others on the hillside, and was not hit initially.  But after he ran a few steps, he tripped over two black objects at the bottom of the trench!

    ¡°Who¡ª¡ª!¡± he shouted.

    Two deformed faces were raised from the bottom of the trench, illuminated by the firelight on the hillside.  It's Zhang Zhongming and Zhang Zhongliang!  A surge of anger rushed straight to Shang Yujun's forehead. He got up and kicked someone in the body of the two brothers.  ¡°Why are you hiding here?!¡± he yelled, ¡°Come on¡ª!¡±

    The Zhang brothers first cried "oah", then they grabbed their guns and staggered forward!  However, due to the delay just now, Li Yue's attack on the hillside had failed. The Soviet light machine gun directly above the traffic trench turned its muzzle to attack them again!  Zhang Zhongming Zhang Zhongliang hurriedly went to bedAt this time, Shang Yujun was also suppressed under the edge of the trench by the fierce firepower shot diagonally from above.  A sad thought emerged from his heart: the last attack failed!  it's all over!  9 squad leader Li Yue died before dawn.  Realizing that the attack launched by the platoon leader and Squad 7 had once again been contained, he fainted again.  It was late at night when I woke up again, and it was quiet up and down the highlands.  Li Yue vaguely thought that he was not dead. He also thought that if he could hold back the burning thirst in his mouth and not drink the spring water gurgling from the cracks in the rocks, he might even have hope of living.  But when he thought about this, he also understood that he had no strength to resist the temptation of the spring water. He had never overcome any real test in his short life, and this time was no exception.  He leaned his Qiancracked lips toward the spring water next to him and drank more raw water than he imagined, causing the abdominal wound to bleed profusely for the second time. He fainted again and never woke up.

    At 11 o'clock in the evening, the fighting on the southern leg of the 631 Highland also stopped.  The night light obscured most of the mess up and down the mountain legs: shell craters had gaping mouths in the east and west; trees that had been blown down in the middle, and groups of tree branches lying in random directions in the chasm;  Far and near, bushes are still burning alive, and the lights are extinguishing.  Since the Soviet army's night duty artillery fire began, this area has become one of its targets. An artillery shell just landed on the waist of the east side of the mountain leg.  The heavy machine gun was less than 20 meters away. Although it did not cause any damage, it ignited a pine tree as thick as a teacup. The wind from the northwest canyon blew the thick smoke to the east. The man sitting stiffly behind the heavy machine gun  The lifeless face was hidden for a moment, and then appeared again Xiao Qiang, who came back from the high ground, hurriedly walked up the mountain with his correspondent, stopped in front of the heavy machine gun, and shouted: "Deputy Commander  !¡±

    The man behind the heavy machine gun did not answer.  Looking along his eyes that looked dull in the dim night air, Xiao Qiang saw Highland 634 looming in the night in the southeast!

    An hour ago, the defensive battle on Highland 633 ended. Xiao Qiang hastily deployed the night defense of the 8th Company and rushed to the battalion command post on the leg of Highland 631.  In the afternoon and evening, he was on Highland 633. He was very clear about everything that happened up and down Highland 634. The reason why he rushed back to the battalion command post was to report the situation to the deputy commander and see if any measures could be taken to the high ground.  Some remedies!

    But the deputy captain is no longer the same deputy captain, nor is he even the deputy captain when he left in the afternoon!  As the sound of gunfire gradually became sparse throughout the battlefield, especially since the sound of gunfire was no longer heard from the direction of Highland 634, the heavy heart in the deputy commander's chest seemed to be finally broken, and his mind seemed to have entered a state of extreme unconsciousness.  In such a state, it seems that life has left him, and all that is left here is an empty shell!

    Xiao Qiang raised his head and looked toward Highland 634 in the southeast. He felt that he understood Liu Zongsheng: Highland 634 was not taken, and the deputy commander could not answer Peng Tao's questions.  The only remedy at the moment is to transfer some troops from the 7th and 8th companies, led by himself, to attack Highland 634!  He also specifically thought about which route is best to approach the high ground: the southeastern leg of the 633 Highland is now blocked by the heavy machine guns of the East Third Highland, and the new offensive team should open up a path from the minefield in the gully on the west side of the 633 Highland.  Come through the road and approach Highland 634 - the night will cover their actions, and their chances of success are much greater than Bai Yao!

    He approached Liu Zongsheng and expressed his opinion.  Immediately, he heard a deep and decisive answer: "No!"

    Before midnight, Xiao Qiang still didn¡¯t understand the meaning of the word ¡°no¡±.

    He thought of many explanations. For example, after a long battle between the 7th and 8th companies, the casualty rate exceeded one-third. According to general military theory, it would be difficult for a team with one-third casualties to fight a hard battle.  For example, even if the deputy commander agreed with his opinion, it would be difficult for him to lead the team to both open up a passage from the Soviet minefield and capture the high ground before dawn. The 3rd Regiment set an end for them.  The fighting time is 14:00 in the afternoon, and the time specified by the army commander to end the offensive battle in the No. 1 Ridge area is 24:00 midnight. No matter what, they cannot complete the combat mission within the above two times.  But all these explanations failed to completely convince him. Xiao Qiang felt more and more clearly that the reason that prompted the deputy commander to make the above decision was probably very simple: he did not allow himself to lead troops to attack Highland 634 because  He didn't want to attack Highland 634 again.  Xiao Qiang couldn't believe that this explanation was true: the 3rd Regiment Command Post did not officially order them to stop the attack. Doing so would be tantamount to abandoning the battle without permission by the deputy commander, and he would be prosecuted for dereliction of duty after the war!

    As early as the afternoon, the Soviet troops from Vulture Ridge and Xilian Mountain launched a massive counterattack towards the 632 Highland area. Peng Tao only gave him the symbolic assistance of one platoon. Liu Zongsheng made up his mind: he would act like a soldier in today's battle.  Die!

    He didn¡¯t know that from this moment on, his spirit had entered a different state.??A miserable situation.  As the supreme commander of this small force, he could neither help the 9th company that was in dire straits on Highland 634, nor could he control the development of the entire battle situation in Highland 632 to save the entire battalion from destruction.  Even though that heavy machine gun used fierce firepower to snipe the Soviet troops on the Big Nose Peak Mountain in the south, he had actually already admitted in his heart the failure of their battalion in the 632 Highland area However, his heart was angry.  Yes, despair and full of self-blame.  He could not forget that when the troops were moving towards the mountain stream last night, he had made up his mind to protect the lives of all the officers and soldiers in the battalion as much as possible.  But today, it was he who personally led them into the "death trap" in the 632 Highland area; past experiences had long reminded him to be wary of Peng Tao, but this morning he was still gullible.  The news from the 3rd Regiment Command Post really believed that there were no Soviet troops on heights 632, 633, and 634. As a result, the whole battalion braved artillery fire and high-level dual-purpose machine gun sniping to come here, and fell into such a desperate situation at this time.  Now he can do nothing for the soldiers, and Peng Tao, who can do something for them, refuses to lend a helping hand, leaving their battalion with only a dead end.  He felt sorry for everyone in the battalion, especially those officers and soldiers who respected and trusted him.  Since all the officers and soldiers of the battalion are destined to die heroically in the 632 Highland area today, he, who brings misfortune to everyone, should die first!

    Once he was fully focused on shooting the Soviet troops at Big Nose Peak, Liu Zongsheng forgot even the above thoughts. The despair and self-condemnation in his heart turned into anger, which directly acted on the heavy machine gun in his hand.  He will die in a confrontation with the Soviet army, and he wants to die like this.  When the confrontation was at its most intense, he didn't realize that his bloodshot eyes were wide open and he was yelling viciously; each string of bullets fired from the other side landed with a "slap" or a whistle in front of the heavy machine gun position.  The ground hitting the gun body not only did not bring fear to him, but on the contrary, it only served to stir up the anger in his heart and make the flames burn brighter.  He didn't even feel that he and the heavy machine gun had caused his mountain leg to be hit by the Soviet high-level dual-purpose machine gun on Big Nose Peak and shelled one after another. It was their attack before dusk.  Over a period of time, the landscape around the battalion command post was greatly changed, causing casualties among the recruits.  Liu Zongsheng first noticed the group of Soviet troops trying to cross the gully and leap onto Highland 634 on the Big Nose Peak Mountain Leg. Later, he only noticed one heavy machine gun and two light machine guns that turned toward him from that mountain leg.  He didn't know that less than half an hour after he fired the heavy machine gun in his hand, the Soviet offensive against the 9th company's sniper line at Big Nose Peak Mountain Leg was disintegrated.  He only knew that the Soviet heavy machine guns and two light machine guns were still there, and their threat to the 9th Company must still be there.  Until the Soviet heavy machine gun and two light machine guns went silent one after another, he still did not stop firing in that direction - he had previously estimated that the situation of the 9th company and the entire battalion was extremely serious, and of course he did not believe that relying on only one heavy machine gun  A light machine gun from the 8th Company contained the Soviet troops supporting Highland 634 in the direction of Xilian Mountain. He could not relax his vigilance, especially he could not stop launching violent attacks on the remnant Soviet troops on the legs of Big Nose Peak Mountain.  Fire attack!

    It was at this moment that a bullet flying from Big Nose Fengshan¡¯s leg hit him in the neck.

    Liu Zongsheng felt like someone had suddenly stabbed his throat with an iron drill.  He fell on his back to the ground, and a thought quickly flashed through his mind - I'm going to die!  This thought did not give him the expected sense of peace and relief when he died in battle, but gave him an even stronger anger. The whole battalion was still fighting bloody battles, and Company 9 needed the support of your heavy machine gun.  You are dead!

    He passed out in anger.

    He was not unconscious for long, and the severe pain revived him.  The Soviet bullet only left a penetrating wound in the muscle layer on the outside of his neck and did not actually cut off his throat.  Liu Zongsheng struggled and sat up straight with his back against the wall of the ditch behind the heavy machine gun position. The first thing that came to his mind was still extreme disappointment and anger towards himself: the gunfire was still fierce in the entire 632 Highland area, and every minute there would be people taken by him.  The officers and soldiers who came into this "death trap" died, but the most damned one came back to life!

    It was getting dark gradually.  Both the heavy machine gun in front of him and the Soviet light and heavy machine gun on Big Nose Fengshan's legs stopped firing.  On this leg of the mountain that had been the greatest threat to the 9th Company not long ago, no Soviet troops could be seen.  Liu Zongsheng sat there blankly, listening to the voices from the entire battlefield, and his spirit unconsciously fell into an unprecedented state of powerlessness and depression. This was after experiencing fierce battles, being injured, and losing both mental and physical strength.  This is a phenomenon that often occurs in people who are extremely sleepy and filled with despair.  His troops were still fighting hard in a desperate situation. Many officers and soldiers had died, and more were dying. He was determined to die but failed to do so.  At the same time, he no longer has the energy to rush to the battlefield and fight, and his heart is becoming numb from all the setbacks and failures!

    However, in the following time, he still heard it.Up and down Highlands 632 and 633, the imminent crisis a few hours ago disappeared. The 7th and 8th companies withstood the Soviet army's crazy attack without losing their positions. In other words, the worst situation he had expected - the entire  The situation of the annihilation of the battalion did not appear; but in the direction of Highland 634, the gunfire suddenly became intense again because of the darkness.  Liu Zongsheng's heart suddenly became excited: he heard that the remaining strength of the 9th Company was very limited, and what they were engaged in was the end of a tragic offensive battle!

    His attention returned entirely to the direction of Highland 634, and to the last batch of officers and soldiers of the 9th Company who fought bloody battles.  At the same time, the gradually reviving vitality flooded the mind and body again.  He hoped that the gunfire from the 9th Company could continue, and even thought that as soon as the 7th and 8th Companies could spare some troops, he would ask them to go to Highland 634 to reinforce the 9th Company!  However, before the fighting in the direction of Highlands 632 and 633 stopped, the gunfire in the direction of Highland 634, which could indicate that the 9th Company was still fighting, stopped. There was only one heavy machine gun and a few submachine guns still firing.
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