"Next, we want the superior troops to break through from here to the Loire River, occupy or blow up the Loire River bridge, cut the city into two halves, so that they can’t help each other and disrupt their deployment."
Zhang Yiping nodded and thought this method was good and worth a try.
"Which troops are you going to transfer to carry out this plan?" Zhang Yiping asked.
"I’m going to transfer two battalions from the reserve to carry out this," Chun Liu said.
"The war has just started now, and the reserves are a little early," Zhang Yiping mused.
"The reserve team has a regiment plus auxiliary soldiers, with a total number of more than 15,000 people. After transferring two battalions, there are more than 7,000 people left." Chun Liu said.
"Well, it’s enough for the 16th Division to draw a battalion and then let Zeng Dawa have another battalion, and I will personally lead two battalions and add my guard company!" Zhang Yiping said.
"This …" Chun Liu hesitated to say yes or no.
"Unless there is someone else who can combine the 16th Division with the foreign corps, I am the best candidate. Don’t say that’s settled," Zhang Yiping said without a doubt. "I’m here to fight. Chief of Staff Liu, you are not a gunman. You can’t feel the anxiety of a gunman who is trying to join the army while watching the guns rumble outside … It’s even worse than killing you … You see Master Chen, he’s like a cat in hot bricks … haha!"
In fact, Chen Yade has secretly entered the battlefield twice in these three days.
Chun Liu is not a gunman. Of course he won’t be white. A gunman’s desire for fighting is hard to contain.
A gunman’s gun has become a part of his body, and fighting has become a part of his life. Without fighting, life is meaningless.
Chapter 395 The Battle of Orleans (54)
The city of Orleans roared with guns all night, and stray bullets flashed like meteors at night, which was extremely beautiful.
Near dawn, Zhang Yiping took the guard company to the corner of Lute Long Street, where the troops originally responsible for the attack had been replaced by brothers from the 16 th Division, 323 rd Regiment and 1 ST Battalion.
Rows of soldiers, both foreigners and China soldiers, were lying next to the sidewalks on both sides of Lute Long Street. They braved the gunfire and fell asleep.
There is only one street lamp in front of a cement building next to the street, which flashes tenaciously. The kerosene lamp with glass cover keeps shaking in the explosion vibration, but it doesn’t go out.
Zhang Yiping’s personal guard Yierga leaned back against the lamppost with a bayonet in his hand and carefully repaired his finger through the dim light.
Vicke Wang, next to the sidewalk opposite him, leaned back against the wall. "You are so flexible in the second row. Will you go back to your old job to pedicure the rich man after the war?"
Er Ga didn’t answer him. He was absorbed in breathing regularly, and so was his manual work. When he was absorbed, no external force could affect him. He carefully fixed his nails with a bayonet, which was as soft as a knife.
After a while, Vicke Wang went on to say, "You have a good skill, but it takes a lot of courage to decide who put his hands and feet in your hands for you to repair … I originally planned to teach in a martial arts school after I earned enough money in France … but after living like this …" He pointed to the front line and said, "Can I get used to his lifestyle when I go back?"
"Now in addition to constantly fighting and killing people, what else can we do? No! " Vicke Wang asked himself and answered.
"Maybe when we get old, we can get enough pensions and live freely in our own mountains." As soon as it was exported, Vicke Wang thought it might be unrealistic and wishful thinking
"I can’t think of an ending for a gunman except that he died in the battlefield. I don’t know when I feel that I can’t leave the battlefield and kill again."
Er Ga immersed himself in his own world and entered the realm of people and me forgetting each other. The sleepy root is catching every minute and falling asleep.
Go a little further inside. There is a faint light at the entrance of the concrete building. Zhang Yiping and two Chinese officials and one German official are obviously assigned with a map.
That tall and stocky man is the battalion commander of the 16th Division, 323rd Regiment, with great strength and great poverty. Another tall and thin man is the battalion commander Li Ergou of the foreign corps. The dim light can still show that Li Ergou is very tanned. Next to him, he and his assistant-deputy battalion commander Rolf, a German, have different white faces.
Zhang Yiping quickly closed the map and handed it to Junyi nearby, saying, "All right, everyone, the attack will be at six o’clock sharp. This is a key action. Hurry, hurry, hurry. If you can’t make it fast or can’t do it, don’t tell me and let me out of the way!"
"Guaranteed completion!" In the two * * officer immediately said flatly.
It was slightly bright. Zhang Yiping came out from the inside. Vicke Wang and Er Ga got up at the same time. Two pairs of eyes flashed.
Tugen was still asleep. Zhang Yiping frowned and wanted to kick him, but his foot just stretched out and the horse took it back. He whispered, "Who dropped the pie!"
"What? I must have dropped the pie! " Tugenma jumped up from the ground and searched around.
Zhang Yiping shook his head again and was too lazy to say, "Let’s go!"
Tugen got excited. "Well, if there’s a battle, I can stay up for three days and nights without eating …"
"If you don’t want to eat or sleep for three hours in a row, I will reward you with a roast goose," said Zhang Yiping.
At dawn, the sun has not yet appeared, and the streets are still floating with the residual smoke from last night, mixed with smoke and sweat. In the past, the city was full of traffic and vitality. Now the whole city is in a gloomy state, and there are traces of smoke and fire everywhere, covered with black smoke and dust.
The cannon roared again, accompanied by the sound of house collapse and explosion, and the fire shone on the building wall. After a dull explosion, the loose houses next to the street shook with it
More than a dozen planes rushed out of the clouds in the distance and kept throwing bombs at the cities, but they didn’t dare to fly too low. Most of the shells were thrown into the houses, and someone could be heard shouting and running out of the burning building.
The anti-aircraft artillery fired a tracer bullet, like a broom star, which flashed across the sky. A plane was hit by a bullet, braving the smoke and screaming, and it rushed to the north bank of the Loire River and heard a huge explosion in the distance.
Zhang Yiping has to admit the fact that his chances of going to the battlefield are getting less and less, even if there are more than a dozen top gunmen around him, he can’t change this trend.
Zhang Yiping’s security company can rattle with the machine guns in front of the rear and stir their heartstrings, but at present, they can resist the places where they walk, which have been preliminarily cleaned by the troops in front.
"no!" Liu Yamin seems to comfort himself as well as his comrades-in-arms. "We are also fighting on the battlefield now. It is normal to have the first, but this time they are pioneers and we are just defenders."
"That is!" Tugen opened his eyes in a daze and said, "If you want to meet those hard bones, you have to get close to us in the end. They must be true."
Vicke Wang, who took the lead in the front and behind the house, did not feel that their tentacles were stretched out in all directions.
Although this place has been cleaned up by the front troops, the complexity of street fighting is that you have me and I have you infiltrating each other. Where there are remnants of bricks and rubble, enemy gunmen and even snipers will emerge at any time to give them a fatal blow.
Along the road, a school that was shelled collapsed, and the walls were exposed. The desks fell off and the blackboard was littered with some blood stains.
There is a oak next to it. The two-storey classroom is relatively complete. Looking through the broken doors and windows, there are bodies piled up inside. The white cloth simply wraps blood and seeps out from the white cloth and flows along the threshold into the drainage ditch outside. The flies in the classroom fly wildly.
As Zhang Yiping predicted in advance, the area around Root Avenue is indeed the weak point of defense of the British and French allied forces. This is the marginal area of the 16th Division and the foreign corps, which has been ignored since the war. The attack here is relatively weaker than other places, which creates an illusion for the enemy. This is the joint of the two armies. The China people will not invest too much troops.
Dali Camp is a super-full camp. There are more than 1,000 gunmen with nationality in Guangzhong, and each gunman with two auxiliary soldiers has a total number of more than 3,000. More than 1,000 middle-level and senior gunmen lead the way like a machete to split the southern bank city of Orleans in half along Root Avenue.
It is less than two kilometers from the starting point of Root Street to the Loire River. At 12 noon, Dali and Li Ergouying have successively broken through and reached the Loire River.
But Zhang Yiping knew that the real brutal battle was only then.
The troops broke through to the Loire River, and their goal was to seize the Loire River bridge.
The Loire River winds through the center of the city of Orleans, dividing the city of Orleans into north and south halves. There are two main bridges on the river, one on each side of Rutte Street, less than 200 meters away.
The arrival of two battalions of the Chinese Communist Youth League on the banks of the Loire River threatens the safety of these two bridges and the life of the defenders on the south bank.
The whole of Orleans is boiling.
The artillery bombardment of both sides has been reckless, regardless of civilians or houses, and shells will be hit wherever necessary.
The city of Orleans seems to be in an iron cage, where people are anxiously waiting for all kinds of unpredictable things. The shells are intertwined and the city roof is woven into a huge arc network, while people living in the city, including the warring parties, are waiting for the end.
The shells exploded densely, accompanied by unpredictable shrapnel of concrete blocks, bricks, stones and gravel, and people screamed and screamed overhead.
Experienced veterans can take the lead in bending over to hide when they come with roaring shells, but the shells in the sky are so dense that no one can know exactly where they will be favored, and it is even more impossible to decide if the shells are destined to hit your head. No matter how alert and fast you are, it is impossible to jump far because of this moment. The huge shock wave will shatter people’s dirty and no one can escape everything.
Zhang Yiping is used to such unpredictable things, and he also leaves his fate to heaven to decide.
Zhang Yiping’s guard company also had to go into battle, but instead of seizing the bridge, they helped to hold the left wing and prevent the Coalition forces from retaliating for the bridge-seizing troops.
Zhang Yiping watched a large-caliber shell fall into a piece of rubble beside the street, hiding behind a broken wall. A dozen auxiliary soldiers and several China soldiers disappeared. After the smoke, it has become a swaying ruin and some shrapnel blown to pieces. A deep crater.
The crater is the best place to avoid. According to statistics, it is impossible for a shell to hit the same place at the same time. Zhang Yiping jumped from his hiding place and rushed to the crater. But suddenly, a shell flew in with a sharp scream. This shell landed around the crater just now, and the explosion caused concrete blocks and soil to instantly hide the crater just now.
Zhang Yiping jumped into the new crater and looked back. The place where he had just hidden had been blown into a pit.
Chapter 396 The Battle of Orleans (55)
The Coalition launched a strong counterattack in an attempt to drive the newly infiltrated troops out of the dangerous zone along the Loire River when they were not firmly established.
A shell leveled a house not far in front of Zhang Yiping, leaving piles of gravel and a deep crater.
Stray bullets, shrapnel and gravel flew around, and an explosion caused smoke to blow over, and a piece of residual brick and rubble blocked people’s sight.
The wind blew away the smoke, and suddenly the figure of the allied soldiers appeared in front of the rubble, and there was a fierce struggle in front of the guard company, which made it difficult for the gunman to shoot magically.
Zhang Yiping had to drop his rifle, jump out of the bunker and pounce on the enemy in front of him.
This is the first time he has encountered such an emergency. The enemy suddenly appeared in front of him. He was proud of his marksmanship, and he regarded his life rifle as a burden to him.
Zhang Yiping pulled out a spear and waved it. A string of blood beads flew up where the blade of the spear passed. His spear was specially made, the blunt side was aggravated and serrated, which was very handy.
Beside Erga, Liu Ya people and its guard soldiers wield a small shovel, which is more convenient and flexible than a spear shovel, so it is more acceptable for everyone. It can stab the opponent’s chin directly and is suitable for waving a shovel to hit the center of the neck and shoulders, which is likely to split the enemy’s chest.
And the spear is not convenient, it is easy to get stuck in the bone, and it is not easy to pull it out immediately. It is very likely that you will be stabbed by the other side.
At this time, there was a crisp gun behind Zhang Yiping, which was the gun of Vicke Wang behind the house. He accurately hit ten bullets in a row, and the Coalition forces around Zhang Yiping made Zhang Yiping have more than ten meters around.
With enough Zhang Yiping, you can shoot him. As soon as you pick up your foot, you hook up your rifle and reach for it. At the same time, you pull the trigger for a dozen meters. A allied soldier held a bayonet to Zhang Yiping, and the bayonet stopped a few steps away from Zhang Yiping’s chest. The bullet from Zhang Yiping’s muzzle penetrated his head and terminated all his efforts.
Zhang Yiping a "bang bang …" has been knocked out all the bombs in the magazine, and then Er Ga, Liu Yamin and others were liberated from melee by him. At this time, the fate of the Coalition forces that suddenly appeared out of nowhere was decided.
The guard company suffered a lot of injuries this time, and most of them hung up Caierga, Liu Ya Minhe Tugen and other Zhang Yiping personal guards, and they didn’t know if they were themselves or enemies.
Chun Liu baton Lute Strip gesticulated a little proudly and said, "In the past few days, we have relaxed the attack on this street, and at the same time strengthened the attack on other places on both sides, so that the enemy can recognize that Lute Strip has been shirked by our two forces. After observing the false image, the enemy really became the enemy. In the past two days, most of the enemy troops in Lute Strip have been deployed to defend elsewhere … so relatively speaking, Lute Strip defense is much less than other places."
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