Lieutenant Mark took out his pistol and piteously shot the young soldier in the back of the head …
Two new recruits in the crater were killed by tourist trap. They looked even paler and lanky, and their poor hands clung to the soil at the edge of the crater.
Bao Changchun roared again, "Go!" The two guys, who were afraid of death, jumped out of the crater nervously and rushed forward, but they still cringed and hesitated, too scared to even send out.
At this time, Lieutenant Mark jumped into another gun pit and yelled at another recruit who was afraid of death. This is a younger recruit who cowered in horror with a pale face. The lieutenant officer in a corner did not say much and shot the fear of death.
Near the second bridge ahead, the allied artillery fire became more frequent, and the bullets were woven into webs as dense as cobwebs. The stormtroopers were suppressed and could not move.
Lieutenant Mark rushed to the front line and pulled a German lieutenant from the ground behind a corner, grabbed his back neck and shook it back and forth like a drum and roared, "Marcus, you mangy dog! Coward! Do you want to play dead to escape? Do you want to embarrass the German team? You also hurry to occupy the bridge for me … "
Lieutenant Marcus looked at Lieutenant Mark imploringly with his head swinging like a poor man, but Lieutenant Mark bumped his head mercilessly into the corner next to him. "You pig and dog are worse than animals. Your officers are so afraid of death … you really embarrass our Germanic nation." He said, rushing at him and hitting his knee.
"Do you want China people to look down on us Germans? You are really a pig! " The lieutenant violently pushed Lieutenant Marcus out, and Marcus rolled a few times. He just escaped from the heavy machine gun and came after a shell. Marcus jumped forward and jumped into a crater. The shell exploded behind him, causing soil to cover his crater.
Lieutenant Mark took out his pistol and fired two shots at the sky. He ordered, "Go for me!" He himself tightened his legs against the corner.
German soldiers heard this command as if awakened from a dream, rushed out of the bunker and rushed to the bridge.
The secret artillery fire tried to stop the foreign corps from attacking, and the machine guns fired wildly, knocking down the charging soldiers one by one, but it seemed that one batch fell down and another rushed in endlessly.
However, a group of intrepid foreign corps soldiers are also active in ghosts that are not easily noticed. Although they are few in number, they play an important role. The heavy machine guns of the allied forces are the focus of their attack. If they hadn’t removed these shelters one by one, the Fourth Battalion in Changchun would have been all dead, and it would have been impossible to rush to the front of the bridge.
After dawn, the 4th Battalion of Bao Changchun finally captured the south bridge head of "No.1 Bridge" and the other side of the bridge was still in the hands of the allied forces.
But it’s enough to blow up bridge one
South of the bridge, sandbags and corpses filled the whole bridge, and smoke and soil dried up, and serum accumulated in the soldiers’ faces.
The fighting stopped temporarily, and all the soldiers except Bao Changchun fell asleep extremely sleepy. Bao Changchun also had a red eye, and his arm was injured. A trace of blood flowed from his arm to his palm.
Chapter 4 The Battle of Orleans (sixty-seven)
The temporary first division of the foreign corps finally captured the surrounding block at the bridgehead of the No.1 Bridge after a night of attack regardless of casualties, and finally controlled the traffic in the south of the No.1 Bridge. However, the temporary first division also paid a heavy price. The biggest price paid was that it was responsible for the main attack of more than 1,000 people in the fourth battalion of Bao Changchun, and the team was finally less than 300 people.
After dawn, the temporary third division of the foreign corps took over the temporary first division, but before the handover, the temporary first division sent a team of engineers to prepare to blow up the "No.1 Bridge"
With several loud noises, more than half of the "No.1 Bridge" collapsed, and Changchun also withdrew with his fourth battalion. With the temporary deployment of the first division, the flow of people was slowly withdrawn to the rear along the street.
Along the way is the attack road last night, and there are still many comrades-in-arms bodies on the roadside that have not yet come to converge. Every officer and soldier in the first division looks dignified and silently searches for the figure of their comrades-in-arms in the crowd.
Bao Changchun silently counted the 300 brothers he brought from the bridgehead, including 50 officers and men from China, 56 officers and men from China, including him, and the casualties were not heavy.
The road is noisy and the crowd is surging. Fortunately, people come together from various street crossings. There are Chinese and German calling their respective troops. With the shouting, some people follow the reply and then go to find their own troops.
Lieutenant Marcus was sitting in a pile of gravel by the side of the road with his arm hanging from his bandage. When Lieutenant Mark saw it, he ran to hug each other. Although Lieutenant Mark kicked Marcus out of the bunker in the battle last night, he almost killed Marcus, but in fact, they were very close friends. They met each other at the front line and couldn’t say anything. They hugged each other affectionately, leaned on each other tightly and stared at each other sincerely.
Lieutenant Mark and Lieutenant Marcus walked side by side in front of the team and shouted to the gun pits and ruins on both sides, "The 2nd Regiment, 4th Battalion, 2nd Regiment, 4th Battalion …"
But there was no answer for a long time, and they kept shouting like this until last night, when no one reported in front of the ditch.
"Is there anyone else in the second regiment and the fourth battalion?"
"Is there anyone else in the second regiment, the fourth battalion and the second company?"
"Is there anyone else in the second regiment, the fourth battalion and the third company?"
"Is there anyone else in the second regiment, fourth battalion and fourth company?"
After a long silence at the scene, Lieutenant Mark was silent for a long time before he said huskily, "Are there so many people?" His voice trembled a little
In the morning, it was foggy. Zhang Yiping and Sun Zhongyao visited the first division of the remnant. They saw an infantry division with more than 20 thousand people in less than a week, and now there are less than 4 thousand people left.
"We suffered heavy casualties last night!" Sun Zhongyao said with a heavy expression, "However, he finally took the connecting section around the’ No.1 Bridge’ and blew up the bridge. It is impossible for the British, French and American Coalition forces to retreat or reinforce from here."
"How many people are killed or injured in my heart?" Zhang Yiping tight collapse face said.
"Very little!" Sun Zhongyao said, "Our officers are all experienced veterans, so that veterans can best protect themselves in the battlefield. The main reason for the casualties of German and other allied soldiers is that they are inexperienced recruits."
"The heavy casualties in this battle are mainly due to the inexperience of these recruits," Sun Zhongyao said
"We are the new third division, and there are many new recruits. I think it is better to have a live education with their teachers and deputy teachers." Sun Zhongyao suggested.
"Of course, such a good textbook should educate our own people first," Zhang Yiping said. "Although we have fought many battles in the Communist Youth League, we have never really met such a tragic battle and so many people have died."
"I really don’t have this determination if it is carried out by the China Youth League this time. It’s too tragic," Zhang Yiping said.
Soon, Zhang Yiping transferred a group of officers from the 16th Division to the scene to observe and restore the realism of the scene. Zhang Yiping also asked Bao Changchun to explain the scene. After all, he was a fighter who personally participated in this battle.
The observation and study group Bao Changchun led the explanation along the attack route last night.
Not far from the starting point, soldiers cleaning up the battlefield in a basement found a pile of German bodies piled up in hills, with their heads blue and lips thick and black.
"I don’t know how they died in a strange pile here," Bao Changchun said with a puzzled face.
Zhang Yiping said, "Obviously, first of all, this group of people is a group of deserters. After the horn sounded, they didn’t follow the charge, but they tried to escape together; In addition, this place is like a kiln, where the gas doesn’t flow very well. They don’t know that because the toxic gas is heavier than the general gas, it is easy to gather in the corners and underground rooms, but it is difficult to spread.
It is estimated that people who have just been attacked by enemy gas bombs have not been dispersed in it, and the gas is quickly inhaled without wearing a gas mask, so the lungs are burned, which can be saved. Some people suffocate in vomiting blood and depression. "
There are bodies everywhere on the way, which is rarely seen in the Chinese regiment, but now the foreign corps also belongs to the Chinese regiment in name, so everyone is very heavy. If the Chinese regiment is forced to launch such a charge one day, can we still reduce the casualties?
Chapter 49 The Battle of Orleans (60)
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The British-French-American Coalition forces did not completely withdraw from the south bank of Orleans as expected by Zhang Yiping. Although the No.1 bridge on the Loire River was blown up, the British-French-American Coalition forces built a pontoon over the Loire River every day to transport personnel and materials to the south bank to support the troops on the south bank to continue their resistance, and there was no sign of withdrawing.
As Zhang Yiping feared before, the British, French and American allied forces have taken a fancy to the weakness of the number of Chinese Communist Youth League, and are preparing to use Orleans as a meat grinder to try to pull Chinese Communist Youth League into this exhausted quagmire and consume its human resources.
If Zhang Yiping is a man with a fever in his head, he will continue to invest in troops, and the foreign corps will light up the main divisions of the Chinese regiment, and gradually consume these hundreds of thousands of people, so that the British, French and American Coalition generals will achieve their goals, although they will also pay a heavy price, but it is also worthwhile and the price paid is minimal, because the advantages of the Chinese regiment in urban street fighting are not as obvious as in the field.
Zhang Yiping is a man with a temper, and he is also impulsive, so to speak, more impulsive than others. Otherwise, there would be no Chinese clique, but it happened that he was not impulsive but very cautious and calm about these life and death issues.
Zhang Yiping retreated to a town in the southeast of Orleans called Valle. People in this place will go crazy if they stay for a long time, and Zhang Yiping is no exception. There are heavy and heavy artillery bombardment, planes, flu, poison gas, tanks, machine guns, grenades and terrible stench of corpses all of which mean terrible terror and all destruction, which almost suffocates him.
Valle is also busy. It is an important logistics base for foreign corps. Recruits, ammunition and materials from Germany and allied countries are continuously transported to the front, and the wounded are carried from the front and continue to be sent here.
There is a dense birch forest outside the town, and the beautiful colors set off the quaint French town. The scenery is very beautiful, which makes the officers and men of the foreign corps who have just struggled from the death city feel a little peaceful.
At the turn of summer and autumn, the sunshine is particularly charming in the morning, and the colors of birch forests are staggered like a palette. The trunk is clean and white, and the leaves are soft and dark green. A breeze flies over the leaves and dances with the wind.
The sun rises higher and higher, and the leaves are slowly covered with a layer of light blue sky. After passing through the sun-blocking surface, the leaves are like heavy ink, and almost everything turns black. However, this shadow lingers for a while and then leaves, slowly drifting to the sky. Those birch trees are brighter and brighter again, and they are like colorful flags fluttering with white flagpoles.
Next to that beautiful birch forest, there is a field soldier, and the provisional first division of the foreign corps will be reorganized here, and some new recruits from Germany and the Allies will be added, and then they will return to the bloody battlefield of Orleans.