Chapter 205: [The 3,200-man Polar Bear Regiment, 3,191 annihilated...] (4.1k)

The Federal soldiers here in Liutanli do not know what kind of army they are fighting against.

But on the other side, Xinxingli.

The "Polar Bear Regiment," as the elite reinforced regiment of the Federation, has deeply experienced what kind of army that is.

Different from Liutanli and Xiajieyuli.

The strategy of the Volunteers shifting to defense during the day and offense at night.

As Xinxingli, which is the focus of the offensive firepower.

The fierce battle here has not stopped for a moment, regardless of day or night.

Inside streamer Zheng Chen's live stream room.

After being stabbed, he has not died immediately, but is dragging his body and continuously crawling down the mountain.

The surrounding Federal soldiers have already fled in defeat.

These Federal soldiers are most afraid of night battles and close-quarters hand-to-hand combat.

Yet the Volunteers here are unreasonable; these Federal soldiers dare not attack rashly at night, and originally thought they could use bombing to push onto the high ground during the day, but the Volunteers' fighting style is completely life-for-life.

No matter how they bomb, they don't reveal a single trace.

Once the Federal troops get close, the tanks get close, they blow up the tanks; if the soldiers get close, they fight with bayonets.

Yet in this close range.

The Federal aircraft and the howitzer battalion at the foot of the mountain have no way to support.

Such a life-risking tactic directly collapsed the first wave of the offensive organized by the Federation, yet facing this tactic, there is no better way to solve it.

The Federal soldiers who fled back can only first consolidate their defense.

Then call for aircraft to bomb the mountaintop, and the howitzer battalion at the foot of the mountain continuously outputs toward the mountaintop.

And at the mountaintop, several tanks have also been blown up by the Volunteers, turning into burning steel bunkers blocking the road.

Streamer Zheng Chen ultimately did not crawl to the foot of the mountain and fell halfway due to excessive blood loss, and his last sight was the bomber group roaring past in the sky.

A continuous heatwave of explosions came from the mountaintop in the distance.

Boom, boom, boom, boom!

The screen falls into darkness.

Inside another streamer Lü Hao's live stream room.

It is also here in Xinxingli.

It is not the same session as Zheng Chen's, but the perspective is Xinxingli.

It is just that the directions of the offensive are different.

At this moment, facing the Volunteers' offensive, they are also unable to keep up.

What is more troublesome is.

After several offensives were blocked, the Federation counted the number of people and only then discovered that from last night to today, nearly one-third of the soldiers had been killed or wounded.

What is even more fatal is that the reinforcements were blocked 20 kilometers away.

There are also Volunteer troops there.

Lieutenant Colonel Feis, who temporarily took over the management of the "Polar Bear Regiment," looks at some corpses carried back by Federal soldiers and cannot help but have a trembling voice:

"Hell, where did these guys pop out from?!"

Lieutenant Colonel Feis cannot help but squat down and reach out to touch the clothes of those soldiers.

This stuff doesn't even count as cotton-padded clothes; there isn't much cotton inside at all, and even the shoes are mostly rubber shoes; one dare not imagine what the feet would be frozen into inside such shoes.

This is a winter of over minus 30 degrees.

And the weapons of those soldiers are even more crude, basically all rifles from World War II, and some models are even so old that he doesn't recognize them.

Lieutenant Colonel Feis picks up a rifle and shakes it; a loose clattering sound rings out inside; these things might not even be picked up if thrown on the streets of the Federation.

Such weather, such clothes, such an offensive... what the hell kind of joke is this?!

How could there be such an army?!

Yet it is precisely such an army that has made their Federal honorary reinforced regiment pay a tragic price.

Even their "Polar Bear Regiment" commander was shot in the head in the Volunteers' surprise attack last night.

In the messy regimental headquarters, besides the commander who was shot in the head, their "regimental flag" was also snatched away, otherwise it wouldn't be him, a lieutenant colonel, temporarily commanding.

The regimental headquarters was wiped out last night.

Thinking of this, Lieutenant Colonel Feis, besides cursing secretly, is also lucky, celebrating his own luck, just not knowing how long this luck can last...:

Looking at the corpses of those soldiers, Lieutenant Colonel Feis also cannot think of a breakthrough method for a moment.

The offensive has been going on for most of the day.

There is simply no way to break out.

At this time.

A second lieutenant walks over, his face pale:

"Sir, we don't have much ammunition left."

Lieutenant Colonel Feis is also upset and waves his hand:

"Then go contact the Air Force; can I conjure artillery shells?"

"Go call for support! Support!"

Suddenly.

The bugle call that suddenly rang out in the distance makes all the Federal soldiers tremble.

Lieutenant Colonel Feis grabs his carbine:

"Damn it! Prepare for battle!"

The soldiers of the American 31st Regiment quickly carry out defense; all tanks that can be started are started, and howitzers continuously bombard the Volunteer positions on the mountain.

However, the Volunteers' bullets shoot from all directions.

One simply cannot tell where the enemy is.

But very quickly.

The Federal air support arrives, dropping napalm bombs on the mountaintop where the Volunteer positions are located; one aircraft after another sweeps past.

Don't know how long passed.

The air support has left, and there is no movement on the mountaintop; Lieutenant Colonel Feis pokes his head out to look at the distant Volunteer positions, looks at the remaining few tanks, and after struggling for a moment, grinds his teeth and orders the troops to advance.

Streamer Lü Hao on the side does not make a sound throughout.

Just mixed in among them, trying his best to save his life, silently watching this battle.

And from Lü Hao's perspective.

Although the "color" representing the Volunteers on the mountaintop has decreased quite a bit after the bombing, there are still many distributed everywhere on the mountaintop.

As if they cannot be killed.

Even the Blue Star netizens who have been watching the Volunteers fight all along are a bit doubtful about life at this moment.

After all, no streamer or player has triggered the perspective of the 【Republic】 Volunteers, and they have already begun to be unable to understand how the Volunteer soldiers are holding on.

One must know that the American 31st Regiment here in Xinxingli is a Federal reinforced regiment with the honorary title of "Polar Bear Regiment."

A rough estimate is that the American 31st Regiment has no fewer than 50 tanks and no less than 40 artillery pieces.

And the daily ammunition inventory of the American 31st Regiment, which possesses such armored artillery units, can also be imagined, but after a night and a day of frantic bombing.

The ammunition inventory has bottomed out and has been consumed almost entirely.

It is even calling for aircraft bombing support.

Continuously dropping artillery shells onto that commanding height position.

But on the "real-time map," everywhere on the mountaintop, there are still colors representing the Volunteers hidden.

Such firepower of a Federal reinforced regiment.

Placed on the European continent.

Except for the British Federation and the French Federation, which possess similar armored tanks and can slightly contend in the plains, other countries almost have no power to resist.

And those Soviet satellite countries, such as Poland, Czechoslovakia, etc., rely on Soviet-style equipment and have weak anti-tank capabilities, making it even harder to resist armored assaults.

Placed in Asia, Africa, the Middle East, and other regions.

Mostly light infantry, or with backward equipment, mostly antiques left over from World War II, making it even more impossible to have countermeasures.

Facing an armored torrent, one can almost imagine the result of rapid collapse.

But now.

This "mechanized armored" unit, which can suppress about 90% of countries' equivalent units.

Is blocked in Xinxingli, a place with an operational radius of about 2 kilometers and a north-south depth of less than 1.5 kilometers, having almost exhausted its ammunition without breaking out.

Even on the first night of the offensive, they were rushed into the regimental headquarters by Volunteer soldiers, and even the commander was shot dead.

Such a battle record.

Without the players or perspective of the Volunteers here.

Just from the troop strength and firepower of both sides.

It makes many Blue Star players unable to figure out how the Volunteers managed to do it.

At this time.

The Federal offensive is still slowly advancing.

Not knowing at all that what is waiting for them will be a new round of close-quarters combat.

Relying solely on bombing.

From last night until now, the ammunition has been fired out, and don't know how many napalm bombs air support has dropped.

There are still Volunteers holding the commanding height position.

Bombing cannot retake the commanding height.

Relying on tank advancement, there will be soldiers on the opposite position who are not afraid of death holding explosive packs to blow up their tanks.

And after finally getting close.

That close-quarters life-and-death struggle makes a large part of their weapons and equipment unusable to prevent friendly fire, and several charges have been killed down.

As if constantly cycling.

Such scenes appear repeatedly.

Simply unsolvable.

Unless one side completely annihilates the other.

But... is it possible?

The Federal soldiers themselves have already begun to doubt.

And from Lü Hao's perspective.

The Volunteers on the commanding height are only a part; if the map is zoomed out, one will see the battles of the entire large encirclement everywhere.

Even if this commanding height is broken through, it is impossible to break through the outer encirclement.

Even further away, the color forces representing the Volunteers have about two divisions of troops rapidly heading here, estimated to arrive tonight.

This is simply a dead end.

At the same time, it can also be seen that the Volunteers' determination to annihilate the Federal regiment here.

Liutanli, Xiajieyuli, Xinxingli, these three directions.

The American 31st Regiment in Xinxingli has already been defaulted by Blue Star players as out of the game.

Just don't know how many days they can hold on, or if they will have the luck to run away.

It is just a pity.

It is destined that they cannot run away.

Following the general offensive on the first night, after discovering that the number of enemies in the Zhangjinhu region far exceeded expectations.

The Volunteers quickly locked onto the enemies here in Xinxingli.

If they cannot be annihilated together, then break them one by one.

With the Volunteers dispatching two divisions to reinforce Xinxingli.

The American 31st Regiment, this unit with the honorary title of "Polar Bear Regiment," also began to gradually collapse.

After the ammunition was exhausted first, the airdropped supplies were also seriously insufficient.

After holding on for only one day.

The defensive fortifications of the American 31st Regiment gradually collapsed under the Volunteers' offensive.

And after the ammunition for heavy weapons such as the M19 self-propelled artillery on the Federal side was exhausted and there were no supplies to replenish, they directly began to dismantle and destroy these heavy weapons.

The next day.

The American 31st Regiment, which originally had a total troop strength of over 3,200, only had 2,000 people left after 4 days of fierce fighting, under the command of temporary commander Lieutenant Colonel Feis, to break out.

And among these people... just the wounded filled 25 trucks.

Inside Lü Hao's live stream room.

At noon.

The American 31st Regiment breaking out is slowly moving south.

25 trucks are filled with wounded, and leading the way is an M19 self-propelled artillery that has fired all its ammunition.

Compared to the Federal soldiers walking unsteadily on both sides of the trucks.

Lü Hao is mixed into a truck because of a leg injury; the 25 trucks are filled with over 600 soldiers with varying degrees of heavy and light injuries from the 4 days of fighting.

Lieutenant Colonel Feis in front stands on a jeep and shouts:

"Maintain formation! Watch both sides!"

But the voice is quickly drowned out by the roar of engines in the sky; four Corsair fighter planes appear in the sky.

Quickly sweeping across the high altitude, flying toward the Volunteer troops pursuing from behind.

However.

Before these Federal soldiers could cheer, a napalm bomb dived down and smashed into them.

Boom—!!!

The leading M19 self-propelled artillery instantly turns into a fireball, and more than 10 Federal soldiers instantly turn into fire people, painfully rolling in the flames and rushing toward the snow pile.

Pila—

A harsh sound rings out, making one's scalp tingle.

Friendly fire, such a low-level mistake, actually appears here.

Lieutenant Colonel Feis's eyes are about to split:

"These idiots! What are they doing?!"

"They should be court-martialed!"

The morale that had gathered a little bit is already on the verge of collapse because of this wave of friendly fire.

Even many soldiers begin to howl and rush out, fleeing in all directions.

However, although they bombed their own people.

But those four Corsair fighter planes also played their due role; the Volunteer troops that were pursuing closely could not pursue relentlessly under the firepower bombing.

It is just... although there are no pursuers behind.

But everywhere leading to Xiajieyuli, there are still Volunteer troops lying in ambush.

Night falls.

The breakout convoy composed of 25 trucks on the Federal side moves forward with difficulty on the rugged mountain road; the headlights appear particularly weak in the snow fog; the rugged mountain road is full of frost, and the trucks cannot accelerate at all when driving; once they go a bit fast, they might skid on the spot.

Suddenly, a burst of urgent braking sounds comes from the front, followed by the harsh sound of metal collision.

Da-da-da-da—

Lieutenant Colonel Feis roars on the jeep:

"There's an ambush! Reverse quickly!!!"

But it is already too late.

Boom!

Boom!

The landing of several mortar shells completely detonates the convoy.

The soldiers begin to panic and lose their way.

Several trucks fully loaded with wounded slide uncontrollably toward the cliff.

Then comes the huge sound of the trucks falling into the cliff and rolling, completely destroying the belief of these fleeing Federal soldiers.

Lü Hao is mixed among the soldiers, limping and running toward the foot of the mountain.

The sound of Lieutenant Colonel Feis's roar comes from behind, but stops abruptly.

Lü Hao looks back.

This temporary commander of the American 31st Regiment was hit in the chest by a bullet and fell; the surrounding soldiers are in a mess, but no one cares about him...:

The last formation of the "Polar Bear Regiment" completely collapses at this moment.

Following the annihilation of the last batch of remnants of the American 31st Regiment at dawn on the Houpu and Xindaili line.

A bloody period is drawn for the battle of Xinxingli.

In 5 days of fighting, the Federal reinforced regiment of over 3,200 people had 3,191 killed.

18 tanks, over 300 cars, and all artillery pieces were captured, along with that regimental flag symbolizing glory, all becoming the Volunteers' spoils of war.

After Xinxingli, the next target is Liutanli, but the battle record of completely annihilating the American 31st Regiment is simply too terrifying; the American 1st Marine Division has already received orders from headquarters.

Full retreat. ===== CHAPTER 206 =====