Phi-Fic Chapter 133 What do you want me to do!
Chapter 133 What do you want me to do!
The next day, at the first light of dawn, the soldiers of the 233rd Regiment marched forward in high spirits as usual.
The team marched in an orderly manner on the winding road, the sound of footsteps and the occasional collision of equipment intertwined.
Suddenly, the telegraph operator brought news that there was an urgent report.
It turned out to be an urgent call for support from above. The friendly forces ahead were under fierce attack from the enemy on a key battlefield. The situation was critical and the 233rd Regiment was urgently needed to rush to support them.
Without saying a word, the regiment commander immediately gave an order, asking the entire regiment to speed up the march and rush towards the support location.
When the soldiers learned that the situation was urgent, they all gathered their strength and quickened their pace. The team shuttled across the land like a long, agile dragon.
Before long, the 233rd Regiment arrived near the battlefield. Even before they got close, they could hear the deafening roar of gunfire and the smoke that filled the air, tinting it a grayish hue.
The regiment commander quickly organized the soldiers into combat positions and carried out pre-war deployment.
At this moment, scouts came to report that the enemy had deployed a new type of tank. The tank had fierce firepower and strong protection performance. Ordinary attack methods had little effect on it and had caused considerable losses to friendly forces.
Upon hearing this, the regiment commander frowned and immediately summoned several battalion commanders including Wang Qi to discuss countermeasures.
Everyone gathered together with serious expressions.
The regimental commander said seriously, "This new tank is very troublesome. Everyone, share your ideas. We need to come up with a way to deal with it as soon as possible, otherwise this battle will be difficult to win."
Wang Qi frowned, thought for a moment, and then spoke first: "Captain, I've observed that although this tank has strong protection, its route of movement is relatively fixed, and the protection on the sides and rear should be slightly weaker."
"Can we organize some small teams, use the terrain as cover, and attack from the flanks and rear, concentrating our firepower on its weak points?"
Another battalion commander added, "Yes, Captain Wang is right. Also, I think we could try using explosive packs. We could have agile soldiers sneak up quietly and place them on the tank's tracks or other key areas to blow it up."
Everyone discussed with each other, constantly improving their strategy against the enemy.
The team leader listened and nodded slightly, his eyes showing determination. He waved his hand and said, "Okay, let's do as you say."
"All battalion commanders, go back and organize your teams. Ensure close coordination. This time, we must capture this new tank and strike a heavy blow to the enemy!"
After that, several battalion commanders took orders and left, each ready to join the fierce battle.
The battle horn has sounded, and the soldiers of the 233rd Regiment rushed into the battlefield like tigers, quickly engaging in a fierce confrontation with the enemy.
The new tank was like a giant steel beast, charging across the battlefield, with gunfire and flames flying everywhere it went.
Its hard shell reveals the enemy's arrogance. Ordinary attacks on it will only splash a few sparks and cannot cause any substantial damage to it.
The soldiers knew the tanks were powerful, but they didn't flinch. Several agile soldiers, carrying explosive packs, crouched and quickly moved towards the tanks, taking advantage of the terrain and the hail of bullets.
There was determination and fearlessness in their eyes, and they had only one belief in their hearts, that is, they must blow up the raging fire in the hope of avenging their fallen comrades.
However, the enemy seemed to be well prepared, and the firepower around the tanks was intertwined, forming a tight protective network.
As soon as the soldiers emerged, they were attacked by fierce fire.
Bullets whizzed past them, and several soldiers were unfortunately shot and fell, but the rest still gritted their teeth and continued to move forward.
After a lot of effort, some soldiers approached the tank, but before they could place the explosive pack, they were discovered by the machine gunner on the tank. After a burst of gunfire, the soldiers fell down one after another, and the explosive pack rolled to the side and failed to explode successfully.
I tried again and again, but failed again and again.
Every failure is accompanied by the blood and lives of comrades.
The tank was still wreaking havoc on the battlefield, constantly spewing out the flames of death. Large numbers of soldiers from the 233rd Regiment fell under its artillery fire, and the battlefield was filled with the strong smell of blood and gunpowder.
Nan Qiao watched this tragic scene with her own eyes, feeling extremely anxious.
Her eyes were fixed on the tank, and her mind was rapidly thinking of countermeasures.
Suddenly, a bold and decisive idea came to her mind - to tie the explosive pack to herself. She was thin and agile, more flexible than all the male soldiers in the regiment.
And with the system backing her up, she is the best candidate to rush forward and die together with the tank!
Nan Qiao didn't hesitate at all. He immediately picked up a pack of explosives and skillfully tied it to his body.
Just as she was about to stand up and run towards the tank, a strong hand grabbed her arm tightly.
Nan Qiao turned around and saw that it was Wang Qi.
At this moment, Wang Qi's eyes were red and bloodshot, a color mixed with anger and grief.
His lips trembled slightly, and his voice was hoarse but revealed unquestionable determination: "Give me the explosives, I'll go!"
Nan Qiao was slightly startled, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, and then she struggled to break free from Wang Qi's hand and said stubbornly: "Don't worry about me, this is the only way I can think of, I have to try it!"
Wang Qi held her tightly, his voice distorted with excitement: "No! You can't go. If something happens to you, what will you let me do?"
Nan Qiao looked at Wang Qi's almost pleading eyes and felt a pang of sadness in her heart.
She stopped struggling, looked directly into Wang Qi's eyes, and said softly, "Wang Qi, look around. So many of our comrades have sacrificed their lives. We can't just sit there and watch those tanks continue to wreak havoc."
"I'll go, maybe there's still a glimmer of hope, and I can give everyone more chances to win."
Tears welled up in Wang Qi's eyes. He choked and said, "You can't go there, Qiaotou. How can I let you go and die?"
"If anyone has to die, I'll be the first to die. I'm the battalion commander, and it's my responsibility to protect everyone!"
Nan Qiao shook her head slightly, her eyes full of determination: "Wang Qi, don't be silly, you are the battalion commander, and the 233rd Regiment still needs you to lead everyone to continue fighting."
"I'm just an ordinary soldier. If my sacrifice can bring victory, it will be worth it."
As he spoke, Nan Qiao struggled to break free from Wang Qi's hand again, but Wang Qi refused to let go.
The two men were deadlocked in the hail of bullets, and the sound of gunfire around them seemed to become the background music of their dispute.
Suddenly, a shell exploded not far away, and the blast shook them both.