Bullet marks
Chapter 23: Blood-Weeping Sunset
The Chinese Armed Police kept attacking the ice slabs, and countless young soldiers who had never been on the training ground or practiced shooting fell on the charge.
A captain of the armed police brigade cried out into the communicator, "Reporting, we really can't attack anymore!" The enemy held absolute advantageous terrain from high ground. They had not only submachine guns and automatic rifles, but also light machine guns, rocket launchers, and grenades. Our soldiers, lacking heavy firepower to suppress them, fell en masse under a hail of bullets. We simply couldn't break through their defenses. More than half of our battalion had already suffered casualties! ”
"Even if your entire battalion and all the armed police forces in your area are exhausted, you still have to keep attacking me!" The combat commander roared over the communicator: "The troops inside the ice board have been surrounded by the enemy for a full five hours! Let me tell you, you've only killed more than half in the explosion, but they're almost all dead! The only thing we can do now is to attack the enemy again and again before the regular mechanized regiments arrive! They were forced to constantly redeploy troops for defense, suffocating so much that they could not launch a full-scale attack on our brother troops! ”
Several company commanders, still shrouded in gunpowder and tear-stained eyes, looked at the battalion commander with pleading eyes. The battalion commander gritted his teeth hard, snatched a soldier's Type 85 automatic rifle, and shouted hoarsely, "Brothers, come with me!" At worst, we can just fight to the death here together! ”
This batch of Armed Police was part of the internal security forces. Each company basically had only about thirty soldiers. They had no heavy machine guns, no Type 40 firearms, no recoilless mortars, and they didn't even have grenades! Amid frenzied shouts, they launched one futile assault after another at the entrance to the ice slab, facing terrorists hiding behind steep peaks and the experienced Afghan guerrillas.
One young child after another, carrying the dreams of the military camp, fell in pools of blood, before this insurmountable barrier that could never be broken with the weapons in their hands!
A mechanized regiment of China's regular troops and a self-propelled artillery battalion of China's regular troops are advancing with full force toward the "Ice Plate" direction!
General Zheng Xun, a veteran of China's Fifth Special Forces Elite Training School, after a long silence, slammed the table hard. Ignoring the Fifth Special Forces' confidentiality regulations, he issued the combat order to instructor Li Xiangshang, who had also stood silently before him for five hours: "Immediately gather all available combat units, including all trainees trained for over ten years, and take a helicopter to Bingdaban!" I don't care what method you use, whether you live or die, and bring back every single one of them! ”
Li Xiangshang shouted fiercely, "Yes!" ”
The Chinese Air Force's fighters, bombers, and even fighter jets, closest to the ice plate, were deployed in full force. Facing terrorists who had already climbed the hillside and were only a few dozen meters from the Chinese army, they could no longer drop bombs or launch missiles. The air force could only continuously spray the ground with its cannons.
Amid the roar of the fighter jets flying by, hundreds of machine guns continuously fired, carving streaks of dazzling light across the sky, almost forming a light curtain, sending snowflakes and ice chips flying on the ground.
Bingda Slope is definitely worthy of being recorded in the annals of modern warfare, because in six hours, terrorists launched forty-seven attacks on the slope. Both sides fired at least 100,000 rifle rounds on this land. The ammunition and cannons dropped by bombers, fighters, and fighters were enough to blow up the entire slope twice in terms of quantity and tonnage!
You reach up and grab a handful of loose soil from the ground, which will contain at least one or two bullet heads, mixed with fragments of bombs and grenades.
At that moment, the entire earth seemed to be heated by the ammunition poured out by both sides! Cooked through!
The enemy's light machine gun positions had long been devastated by the Chinese Air Force, but hundreds of religious fanatics still sang their "hymns" and battle hymns wave after wave, charging toward the hillside under the fierce bombardment of fighter planes.
Zhanxiage and his Fifth Special Forces classmates, along with soldiers from the Armed Police Squad, lay quietly on the hillside. Now, with hundreds of enemy automatic rifles firing simultaneously, they no longer posed much of a threat, because beside them, the layers of corpses piled up had already formed a cover for them. Bullets kept hitting the corpses in front of them, blood spraying onto their faces again and again. They no longer had the strength to wipe the blood off their faces, nor did they have the strength to cover their noses or carefully avoid the smell of the bodies being burned by incendiary bombs.
Now, as long as you hear Long Jianhui's orders, you can understand the current situation of the Chinese army: "If the enemy does not reach within fifteen meters, no fire is allowed!" ”
At this moment, there was no need to shout slogans or orders like saving every bullet or not letting the gun go blank. Everyone truly understood the importance of bullets to a soldier. Every bullet in their chamber was exchanged with the blood of their brothers, one by one!
If they couldn't shoot these bullets into the enemy's chest, how could they face the brothers who fell on the hillside while picking up weapons?!
The commander of the mechanized regiment kept reporting their location to Long Jianhui.
"Please hold on for another fifteen minutes!"
"Please hold on for another ten minutes!"
"Please hold on for another five minutes!"
……
The enemy's attacks grew more and more frenzied. At this moment, whoever could hold out until the very last moment would be the true victor!
Long Jianhui took a deep breath and shouted, "Brothers, our reinforcements have arrived! They've reached the valley of the ice boards. Everyone, defend, defend, defend!" If we can withstand one more of their attacks, our counterattack will be ready! ”
At the valley entrance of the Ice Board, the mechanized regiment commander gazed at the battlefield before him, which had almost turned into a hellish realm. He was truly stunned and shouted, "Ignore the harassing fire on both sides, charge into the valley with all your might, and join up with our besieged troops!" This pile of trash will be handled by the brothers in the self-propelled artillery battalion behind us! ”
At that moment, a muffled sound suddenly came from the snow-capped mountain where the ice slab never melted. A cloud of smoke shot up seventy or eighty meters high. Who knows how many explosives had been planted there. To everyone's dumbfounded gaze, suddenly the sky collapsed, the earth cracked!
The entire earth trembled violently, and a terrifying roar echoed across the land, like tens of thousands of tanks charging forward. Looking out, a white, earth-shattering wave surged and roared, rolling and howling as it swept downward, instantly forming a terrifying torrent that human effort could not reverse.
That snow-capped mountain, which had stored countless billions of tons of ice and snow that never melted year-round, was finally shocked by humanity's boldness and audacity—it was finally furious! Faced with the overwhelming snow waves rolling down, everyone's faces instantly turned deathly pale.
"Boom!"