Chapter 128 Under the Fire

"Hurry, hurry up... line up the telephone lines." The battlefield commanders commanded the engineers to lay the lines linked to each unit. This is something that only exists in the SS. Although telephones are easy, they are not popular now, so only the SS troops have obtained these things.

"Crazy..." An engineer held a telephone line, and then the rotation of the spool was paved to command centers at all levels. Now they had this time and were suddenly surrounded before. All the troops were used to defend and build airports, so they were only able to have time to lay them now.

When the east was white, five kilometers away from the Japanese army's siege, the Japanese artillery was pulling horses and moving towards the designated position.

"Bang..." The whip slapped hard on the flattering buttocks. The pack horse couldn't help but pull it forward in pain. The Japanese soldiers pushed forward with difficulty behind the cannon, but the weight of the cannon was too heavy. Even with so many people and even so many animals, it was still difficult to move.

However, with the increase of Japanese, artillery was still placed in designated locations bit by bit, and one cannon was erected in the cold wind, rain and snow.

On the SS position, the observers had discovered the Japanese artillery: "The Japanese artillery is here and ready to enter the fortifications at any time!"

"Baga! Get ready to break immediately!" The Japanese commander was waiting for the cannon, but he was eager to see it. Now the cannon has finally arrived and cannon-waiting to shell the Chinese position.

When the Japanese artillery commander heard the order, he immediately bowed: "Hayi! Don't worry, you will launch an artillery bombardment on the Chinese positions soon."

"Aiming the artillery and preparing to bombard the artillery..." On the Japanese artillery position, teams of Japanese artillery soldiers began to serve the artillery, and one shell was transported into the artillery.

Several Japanese soldiers held the shells and immediately filled the shells after the breeze of the cannon was pulled open.

"Bang..." The sound of metal touching slightly, and the bolt of the breeze fell.

"Brothers, be careful, just retreat immediately as soon as the artillery fires." On the position, all SS soldiers were nervously waiting for the enemy's shelling. There were anti-aircraft fortifications behind them, and as soon as the cannon sounds, they would immediately hide in it and wait for the artillery fire to disappear and come out to fight.

"Boom..." On the position, the sound of Japanese artillery was heard from afar. All the soldiers acted immediately, except for the soldiers who had to stay. The other soldiers hurriedly rushed into the fortifications with rifles.

The troops staying outside occupy about one-third of each unit's strength, and they have to guard the positions.

"Chirp..." The Japanese artillery shells finally fell, and the shells passed through the snow-covered sky like raindrops.

"Boom boom boom..." After a moment, fire flashed across the entire SS front, and the thick smoke instantly covered everything.

"Ahem...***The guns are still very accurate! Brothers, protect yourself. Don't run out like those rusty bumpkins, otherwise you will have no face to meet our instructors if you are killed." A company commander was lying in the trench near the south, curled up, and a series of dust sneered at the soldiers beside him.

Several soldiers wiped the dust on their faces, then came to their company commander and pointed to the whistling shells: "Company Commander, was it the same when you fought with Xiao Dongyang?"

All the grassroots commanders of the SS are veterans with rich practical experience. They fought along the way with Dunson. Under Dunson's propaganda, they have become idols of all soldiers. They are brave and fearless.

Looking at the sky full of artillery fire, the captain seemed to be in memory. A trace of nostalgia appeared on his face: "At the time! We didn't have the good equipment you are now. We didn't have many artillery and planes at that time. Our victory was made up by the lives of our comrades. The Japanese army was much stronger than us at that time! Our training was not as good as them, and our weapons were not as good as them. Once on those battlefields, brothers kept falling in front of us. Now the generals were like us at that time.

The soldiers were small officers, they were stronger than us, and when they were injured, they continued to charge. We launched a desperate attack on the enemy under their leadership, but we were different from these stupid Japanese. The general's tactics were very flexible. Look at the Japanese, they still rushed up with rifles, and swept a large area with heavy machine guns. When you attack in the future, you must remember that if you want to win the war, you must learn to protect yourself and win the greatest victory at the lowest price."

The company commander pointed to the trenches that were flying in war, and the flying soil sometimes made the soldiers' faces ache.

"Company Commander, when will this Japanese shelling beating end?"

"Boom..." The soldiers beside him hid in the trench and kept asking as the company commander thought about it.

"The Japanese army suffered a great loss here before. After fighting for so long, they did not break our defense line. I think they would fight to the death!" Looking at the dense artillery fire, soldiers were killed from time to time, the old squad leader's face was also anxious. Although he must have stayed in the trenches, the power of the artillery fire could still be affected, and a shell would fall into the trenches from time to time, causing screams.

"Dadada..." A team of medical soldiers advanced quickly in the trenches and headed to the injured soldiers.

"Ah..." Several soldiers wailed, and a shell fell into the trench where they were. Only three of the dozen people survived, but they were all seriously injured.

"Brother, hold on, hurry up, stop the bleeding!" The medical squad leader took the lead, held the wound of the wound and organized the blood to flow out. Then, under the command of the squad leader, other medical squadrons hurriedly stopped the bleeding.

"boom……"

"Be careful!" At this moment, a shell suddenly fell next to the trench of the medical soldier. Several SS soldiers shouted, and the medical soldier squad leader instantly blocked the wounded with his body. Other personnel were also lying on the ground!

After the shelling, people slowly stood up, hurried to the squad leader and the wounded, helped them up, and shook them vigorously: "Squad leader! Squad leader!"

Everyone helped the medical squad leader up, but the medical squad leader was already dying. Several huge holes were pierced by the fragments of shells on his back, and the wounded soldiers under him were also killed. The single piece of the shell directly penetrated the squad leader's body and killed the wounded soldiers.

"Save people quickly, don't worry about me! I'm out of salvation!" Feeling his injuries, the medical squad leader knew that his own was out of salvation because shrapnel directly penetrated his lungs, and even if he was saved, there was no possibility of survival.

"But the squad leader!" Several medical soldiers were willing to put it here.

"Don't talk nonsense, this is an order, this is an order. You are soldiers. You have been obeying the orders of superiors for so long. Now I order to rescue the wounded! Hurry up!" With his last efforts, the squad leader broke free from his hands holding him and leaned gently on the edge of the trench.

"Yes! Squad leader!" The SS soldiers were not as kind as women. They also had extremely high military discipline, and their superiors' orders were greater than everything, and obedience was higher than everything.

"Boom..." The artillery fire was still there on the battlefield, and shells kept falling around the positions. From time to time, a soldier was hit by the shells. The medical soldiers were like busy ants, running tirelessly on the battlefield, rescuing one wounded after another in the trenches.

"Son! Your dad is not good anymore. I remember that when you grow up, I will continue to kill enemies for your dad! Haha! I didn't expect that I would become a medical soldier! But it's worth it. At least every time I save a brother, they will kill a few more enemies for me!" Leaning on the edge of the trench, watching the soldiers in front shaking constantly, watching the artillery fire on the battlefield, and watching the shells fall from the air, the medical squad leader knew that he had not had much time left. He took out a photo of his son and rubbed it gently. It was a photo of his son and his wife. Unfortunately, he could never go back, but he did not regret it. In this era, they should respond to the call of great men and work together for the rise of the nation.

"Architecture stop..." On the Japanese army, after more than an hour of artillery, the entire SS position was almost swept away by pears. They could even see the SS medical soldiers on the battlefield carrying the wounded one by one in the fire of artillery.

"attack……"

"Onboard..." After the artillery stopped, the infantry troops that had already been prepared in the Japanese army immediately moved forward and marched towards the SS positions with great strides.

And at this moment, the SS position also began to act!

"Go out!" The soldiers in the underground fortifications came out one by one. The soldiers rushed to their posts immediately, and rifles and heavy machine guns were set up one after another.

In the command center, Chen Hui stood in front of the table, picked up the phone and turned it around a few times, and put his mouth on the phone: "Hey! I am Chen Hui, I'm giving orders to the troops to report their losses!"

Soon Chen Hui received a reply in the microphone: "I understand! Don't worry, Master, we will notify each department immediately!"

In addition to the telegraph accident, the battlefield liaison office is still an operator and a liaison officer.

After Chen Hui made the phone call, he returned to his seat. After a while, a combat staff officer ran in from outside the door.

"Report!" Standing beside Chen Hui, the staff officer hurriedly saluted.

Chen Hui doesn’t care about military salutes now! He just wanted to know what the situation is now!

"How are the losses of each department?"

"Reporting the division seat, the first brigade lost 1,200 soldiers in this more than an hour. The Japanese artillery fire was too fierce, and our fortifications were temporarily built and could not stop the Japanese artillery. The casualties of other brigades were almost the same, and the losses were about one fifth. In addition, news came from the Second Division that the Yamaguchi position of the Second Division was severely bombarded by the Japanese army. One brigade garrison suffered as much as 3,000 people, and we needed support from our headquarters!" The situation of the first division was fine, but the second division troops at the entrance were hit and shelled by the Japanese army, killing 1,300 people, and two thousand people were seriously injured. The entire brigade directly lost nearly half of its troops, and there were also mistakes in the fortifications, so we asked for rescue immediately.

"Send the Sixth Regiment to me now! You must not let it make any mistakes!" Chen Hui's face tightened. He raised his hand and looked at the time. It was still an hour before the arrival of the Air Force at 8:50. The Japanese army is now moving forward, and the attack is about to begin. One hour is very dangerous and difficult.
Chapter completed!