Blood-Red Front

Because the newly promoted army suspended its attack, the 6th Regiment's final defensive phase was very easy.

Lin Zhiyuan even had time to go to the anti-tank gun team to learn how to fire artillery, and he personally operated the gun and killed two newly promoted squad leaders.

However, that was all the results he achieved. After being hit by two cannon shots, Chu Shengjun didn't even show his face on the position.

Even though Lin Zhiyuan had some kind of cheat code, he couldn't possibly fire the shells directly into the trenches.

Anti-tank guns are accurate, but cannot fire indirect fire; mortars can fire indirect fire, but are inaccurate.

Just as Lin Zhiyuan was pretending to observe the situation of the newly promoted army with binoculars but actually using a small map, Wang Xiaoliu ran over.

"Commander, Staff Officer Zhong called. The 432nd Regiment of reinforcements has arrived."

"Are we here already?"

Lin Zhiyuan put away his binoculars and glanced at his watch. The reinforcements had arrived more than four hours earlier than scheduled.

"It's a pity we can't take down a few more little bastards." After glancing at the other side of the river, Lin Zhiyuan waved his hand. "Let's go back to headquarters."

As soon as Lin Zhiyuan entered the underground bunker of the regimental headquarters, he saw an officer wearing white gloves looking at a map on the wall with his back to him.

"Acting Commander of the 6th Regiment, Lieutenant Colonel Lin Zhiyuan."

The officer who had his back to him turned around. "Colonel Zhuang Xun, commander of the 432nd Regiment."

"Regimental Commander Lin, Staff Officer Zhong has already told me about the positions and the enemy's situation. Your regiment fought very well!" Zhuang Xun gave a thumbs up.

When Zhong Ning introduced him, Zhuang Xun was genuinely shocked several times.

An infantry regiment, relying on only one mortar company and one anti-tank gun company, was able to withstand the fierce attack of a newly promoted regiment.

They repelled the enemy's tanks and destroyed a large number of heavy machine guns. If the facts hadn't been right in front of him, Zhuang Xun would have thought it was a myth.

As a colonel and regimental commander, he had read many combat reports from various units of Xia Jun. There were capable regiments, but the 6th Regiment was the first to achieve such results.

Moreover, this was the result achieved by Lin Zhiyuan in just two days after he took over command.

As for asking the sacrificial group to launch a long-range attack, Zhuang Xun didn't pay much attention to it since no one knew the specifics yet.

In response to Zhuang Xun's praise, Lin Zhiyuan made a gesture that Korean men would hate: "It was all won by the soldiers with their lives. I only played a tiny role."

"However, from what I've observed, the newly promoted army on the other side is no longer the 23rd Regiment. It must have been replaced by a new unit. Commander Zhuang, you must be careful."

Zhuang Xun nodded.

"I've been to the front lines and I think the enemy is preparing a new offensive."

"However, the 432nd Regiment has been reinforced with a mountain artillery company, which should be able to hold its own against the enemy."

"Be careful of heavy artillery," Lin Zhiyuan said.

"According to intercepted intelligence, two enemy heavy artillery regiments are moving toward the Wenhe front. Once they arrive, the Chu Sheng Army will probably have to launch another attack."

"We also have reinforcements arriving," Zhuang Xun said.

"As far as I know, the 36 105mm howitzers of the 5th Artillery Regiment have arrived in Wuxian by train and should be joining the Wenhe front next."

The 5th Artillery Regiment was equipped with FH18 105mm howitzers from Prosen, with a maximum range of 1 meters, which was enough to rival the heavy artillery of the Rising Sun Army.

Hearing that his side also had heavy artillery, Lin Zhiyuan breathed a sigh of relief. If they could only take hits without being able to fight back, it would have a huge impact on the morale of the troops.

Lin Zhiyuan did not have much interaction with Zhuang Xun. After explaining some precautions, he led the 6th Regiment, which had already completed the handover of the position, to retreat overnight.

The retreat route was littered with traces of bombing.

The tram was blown up and lay on its side on the ground, filled with bloodstains that had turned black. Although Lin Zhiyuan did not see any bodies, he could imagine the horrific scene.

……

Dingjia is a crucial hub connecting Wuxian and Binxi, and also the third line of defense in the entire Binxi battlefield.

Although the newly risen army has not yet reached this place, the defenses here are still very strong.

On the way back, Lin Zhiyuan would glance at the mini-map every few minutes, so he actually saw the defensive positions that Xia Jun had set up in Dingjia earlier than the outpost troops.

However, he did not make a fuss, but waited for the scout cavalry to return and report.

Soon, the scout cavalry arrived with a major.

"Hello, Regiment Commander Lin. This is Li Yang, Major Staff Officer of the Forward Command. I have been ordered to lead your unit to the garrison. The logistics unit has prepared all the necessary supplies for the 6th Regiment."

Lin Zhiyuan nodded and looked at the soldiers of the Sixth Regiment who were marching.

"Dingjia is just ahead. I know everyone is exhausted, but we are elite soldiers who have survived countless battles! We possess an indestructible fighting spirit!"

"Elite troops should act like elite troops!"

"Everyone, line up and advance!"

"yes!"

The initially chaotic queue began to become orderly, and their steps gradually became more uniform.

As they walked, someone started singing, and gradually the singing began to rise from the ranks.

The singing grew louder and louder, quickly spreading throughout the entire group.

"Gunpoints outwards, advance in unison..."

"We are an iron team, we have an iron heart..."

"Load your bullets, aim at the enemy, one shot, one kill; advance step by step..."

……

On the highway, troops heading to the front lines, crossing paths with the 6th Regiment, were astonished to see the 6th Regiment, whose clothes were tattered but who were like sharp swords.

"Which unit is this? Why is it different from the other retreating soldiers?"

"Judging from the military flag, it should be the 6th Regiment. I heard they fought against two regiments of the newly promoted army in Wenhe. They should be coming down from the front line now."

"The 6th Regiment? They should have 4000 men, right? Now there are less than 800 left?"

"Elite troops are indeed elite troops; even after fighting like this, they still have such a strong fighting spirit."

"Brothers! The brothers of the 6th Regiment gave the Rising Sun a good beating on the battlefield, now it's our turn."

"I'll start, sing along with me!"

"The flags are fluttering, the horses are neighing..."

"The flags are fluttering, the horses are neighing, spears on shoulders, swords at waists, blood is boiling like a raging tide..."

……

The 6th Regiment's temporary encampment in Dingjia was a primary school. Although the school had long been closed, the children's drawings on the walls were still clearly visible.

"Commander Lin, the logistics department has prepared hot water. Let everyone wash up and have dinner," Li Yang said.

Lin Zhiyuan nodded and gestured to the company commanders, and the soldiers immediately dispersed.

They could already smell the meat...

Although it's only morning, the meals prepared by the logistics department are very plentiful.

Just as Lin Zhiyuan was engrossed in eating the meat pie that Shang Kebing had brought over, Shang Kebing nudged Lin Zhiyuan.

"Young Master, Miss Mu has arrived."

Lin Zhiyuan looked up and saw a tall, beautiful woman in a khaki military uniform standing at the entrance of the canteen.

Normally, when Lin Zhiyuan looks at a woman, he first looks at her eyes. Only when he is sure that her attention is not on him will he continue to look down.

However, the moment Lin Zhiyuan saw Mu Ya, his gaze fell directly on her two long legs.

There was no way around it; it was too conspicuous.

The sun was rising, and sunlight was falling on Muya's back, but as she stood there, there wasn't a single gap through which sunlight could penetrate.