District 9

The enemy's position above the cliff was in complete chaos. More than a thousand Sichuan soldiers engaged in the bloodiest close-quarters hand-to-hand combat with them.

These soldiers are not tired soldiers who went to sneak attack on the No. 1 military port and hid outside for more than a week. They are elite troops who have been recuperating for many days and fighting just to land on the island.

As soon as the charge began, the Sichuan army had a strong psychological advantage. The situation on the sea battlefield had been reversed. The garrison troops on Salt Island were temporarily a group of lone troops. If one was attacked, one would be missing.

When the commander of the 2nd Regiment saw that the entire army had rushed into the enemy's trenches, he immediately shouted loudly: "Each battalion, charge forward in a fan shape, pull out the troops in their defense area, and do not give them a chance to replenish their ammunition, forcing them to carry out the attack." Hand-to-hand combat. Damn it. Fighting with a bayonet, the Sichuan army has never cowed anyone!! If you kill five enemies, I will raise your military rank on the battlefield. Press forward!"

"Dudu!"

The sound of the charge sounded again, and the three regiments of the 191st Brigade also launched a charge after all members arrived at the cliff groove.

The number of Sichuan troops increased as they fought, and they became more powerful.

In the center of the battlefield, Qin Yu hid in the trench and changed ammunition. He turned to Cha Meng and asked, "Have you noticed which side is the command center?"

"On the left, about a hundred meters." Chameng said with a small monocular telescope: "Since the beginning of the charge, troops have been moving to that side. It is also the best position to observe the front battlefield."

Qin Yu gritted his teeth and stood up: "Guard company, follow me and kill him."

"Hooraa!"

Nearly a hundred people stood up and followed Qin Yu to attack to the left.

The crowd crossed three trenches, and when they were about to approach, the enemy's machine guns rang out.

"Stop!" Chameng waved his hands and shouted: "Wait for the firepower vacuum period."

Everyone relied on the bunker and started shooting at medium and long distances.

Less than twenty seconds after the two sides fought, the machine gun that fired first was empty of ammunition, and the subsequent machine gun groups began to add firepower.

"Now!" Qin Yu jumped out of the bunker and rushed forward. He is tall and has gained some weight in recent years. His physical fitness is not as good as it was when he was in his twenties. When he runs, he looks a little bulky, but fortunately, his explosive power is still there, and he can at least keep up with the large troops.

The soldiers fired machine guns and rushed into the enemy's position.

Qin Yu jumped down from the trench, and as soon as he turned around, he saw three soldiers raising their guns towards him.

"Kang Kang!"

Qin Yu, who was still in his old ways, turned sideways and fell directly to the right, raised his rifle and fired twice, killing a soldier on the spot.

"Da da……!"

At the same time, a soldier on the opposite side fought back with a charge gun. His gun hit Qin Yu's chest and a burst of white smoke burst out.

"Whoosh!"

Xiao Sang jumped down from the side, holding the gun with both hands, and stabbed it into the opponent's neck.

Qin Yu came to his senses, raised his arm and swung his gun, killing another person.

Xiao Sang looked at the white smoke on Qin Yu's body and was so frightened that he almost peed his pants: "Sir...Sir, are you okay?"

Qin Yu lowered his head and glanced at his chest: "It's okay, you can still do it, push forward!"

Everyone stepped forward and exchanged fire with more than 20 enemy soldiers in the turning area of ​​the trench. The two sides were less than fifteen meters apart and fired at each other. The fight was extremely fierce.

…

In the center of the battlefield, medical soldiers from a company who came up later were rescuing their comrades on the battlefield. In this kind of war environment, stretchers cannot be used at all. The health soldiers only observe the surrounding situation along the way and transport comrades with relatively high rescue potential.

A large number of wounded soldiers were evacuated from the frontal battlefield and transported downwards on ropes.

On the battleship, the Sichuan Army's backup troops were carrying wounded soldiers one after another next to the machine. Their faces were solemn, and some were even crying.

Many soldiers in the Sichuan Army are relatives, childhood friends, and close friends. The soldiers below collapsed when they saw their relatives and friends having their legs broken, their arms shattered, and even dying. Crying while transporting them to the infirmary.

On the busy deck, everyone was saving fragile lives. The naval soldiers in District 7 were all moved when they saw the scene in front of them. But they had no orders to join the battle, so they could only sit and watch everything happening in front of them.

The team of wounded, ranging from dozens to hundreds, quickly filled the deck. The infirmary on the battleship could no longer accommodate it. Many health soldiers and military doctors were rescuing soldiers on the open deck.

A doctor looked at a young man whose abdomen was blown through, paused for a moment and said, "Shall I give you an injection of caffeine?"

The soldier stared and said in a hoarse voice: "Give... give me a shot."

When the military doctor heard this, his palms trembled and his eyes looked around helplessly.

Next to the soldier, his comrade-in-arms, holding his wound, cried and shouted: "You damn...don't say such things...!"

"I...I can't live anymore, I'm suffering too much...Give me a shot, please."

Fa Xiao lay on top of him with tears on his face, pulled out the pistol with trembling hands, and slowly pressed it against the injured soldier's head.

"...Open...shoot." The soldier slowly closed his eyes.

"Kang!"

Gunshots rang out, and the deck instantly became silent.

"ah!!!"

The young soldier who killed his friend with his own hands broke down and cried.

The navy soldiers standing around were all worried when they saw this scene.

I don’t know when, and I don’t know who it was, but suddenly in the middle of the navy, he shouted: “We are also soldiers, and we should also join the war!!”

The shouts echoed, followed closely by someone else who echoed and shouted: "We are soldiers too, we should also join the war!!"

"Join the war!"

"Join the war!!!"

"...!"

The navy soldiers were completely ignited. In troubled times, they knew from the moment they put on their uniforms that one day they would go to the battlefield. They are not ischemic. They watch their compatriots being transported off the tragic battlefield, and there is an emotion surging in their hearts.

At first, it was just the soldiers shouting, but later many junior officers also started shouting.

A regiment-level cadre quickly walked down from the upper deck, stared at his eyes and shouted: "What are you shouting?!"

"The brothers of the Sichuan Army are fighting, but we are here to fight... This is unjustifiable, commander!" A company-level cadre stood at attention and shouted: "Even if we are not allowed to participate in the war, let us go up and help with the rescue. !”

"Yes, we are going up!"

"We are also soldiers, and we ask to join the war!"

the soldiers shouted in unison.

After a few seconds of silence, the regiment-level cadres looked at their soldiers, raised their arms and shouted: "Wear equipment and prepare to fight!!"

After hearing the affirmative answer, the soldiers immediately rushed to the equipment warehouse.

In the battleship's command room, the captain watched everything happening on the deck without saying a word.

"...Captain, we did not receive the order to join the battle and entered the battlefield rashly. If there are losses...?" the deputy came over and persuaded in a low voice.

"Some emotions cannot be suppressed and cannot be suppressed." The captain replied calmly: "If the soldiers want to go up spontaneously, who can stop them?"

The deputy understood the captain's intention and stopped trying to persuade him.

On the deck, after putting on their equipment, the navy soldiers followed the ropes and rushed to the battlefield.

At this moment, there are no factional positions or political factors. Troops may be distinguished by distance, but nationality does not!

The navy spontaneously joined the battle, and after landing, they charged collectively.

When the green military uniforms and blue military uniforms were mixed together, the troops from the three major districts seemed so invincible!