The battle on the first day was cruel and fierce. The firepower of an infantry brigade was far beyond that of a squadron.

Although it was difficult, the position was eventually held.

In this day-long battle of blood and fire, the Jiangdong Battalion lost nearly a hundred men, lost most of its light and heavy machine guns, and the trenches, fortifications and bunkers were blown to pieces by the Japs' shelling.

The entire battalion of soldiers withstood the most severe test, and after this battle they all transformed into useful veterans.

Jiang Dong patrolled the position, ordering his brothers to seize the time to repair the fortifications, and cheering up the soldiers.

Zhu Ergou and his brothers in the mortar platoon were paralyzed from exhaustion, lying on the ground like pugs, gasping for air.

In this day's battle, they did not exert their maximum combat power. The main reason was that the two 70mm infantry mountain guns of the Little Japanese Brigade kept chasing their buttocks.

They could only carry the mortars and constantly move their positions, which consumed a lot of energy throughout the day.

"Two dogs!"

Jiang Dong kicked Zhu Ergou who was lying on the ground. The latter opened his eyelids with difficulty and took a look, then he got up from the ground.

"Batalion Commander, why are you here?"

"How are your brothers? Did you suffer any losses today?"

Jiangdong had long seen the two mortars lying aside intact, so he asked about the casualties of the soldiers.

"Report to the battalion commander that all my brothers are fine. Not one of them is missing."

As he spoke, the brothers in the gun platoon behind him slowly stood up from the ground.

"Well, you did a good job."

"It's just..." Zhu Ergou was hesitant, "Battalion Commander, we are fighting an uncomfortable battle. The Japs' cannons can reach us, but our mortars can't even see the shadow of their cannons."

"Well." Jiang Dong knew that there was nothing he could do about it, "Don't worry about it for now. You guys fought well today. In the future, you should be the same as today. Be smart and don't get caught by the little devils. Fight hard and fight hard.

I still need you at the back!"

Hearing what the battalion commander said, the brothers in the mortar platoon straightened their backs and their fighting spirit improved.

Jiang Dong continued to inspect the position, and when he saw Chen Zhengyue sitting aside, he just patted the young man on the shoulder.

Fortunately, the entire camp has sufficient food supplies, so that the brothers will not be hungry while fighting hard.

After sunset, the aroma of rice began to rise from the battlefield.

The Japs generally do not launch attacks at night. They have an absolute firepower advantage, and fighting in the open is disadvantageous to the Japs.

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After October 5, the Japs' attacks became even more frenzied and rapid.

From Luodian to Wenzaobang, the entire defense line was in flames of war, and the Japanese army had the momentum to defeat the Chinese defenders in front of them.

The monarch's soldiers withstood bombardments by Japanese planes and heavy artillery. Although there were thousands of casualties every day, no position was lost.

The soldiers on all fronts regarded death as if they were home, and fought to the death without retreating. The little Japanese paid huge casualties and were unable to move forward an inch.

Matsui Iwane then changed his strategy and stopped attacking on all fronts. Instead, he used superior forces to attack the national army's Onzaohama defense line. The pressure on the Jiangdong camp suddenly doubled.

"Hidden! Hidden!"

Wang Laohu's loud voice shouted from the battlefield again, and the soldiers skillfully jumped into the bunker and held their heads.

The two black spots on the skyline in the distance slowly grew larger, and two Japanese fighter jets flew toward the formation fiercely.

The Japanese planes would fly over Jiangdong Camp's position almost every day, and the bombers would dive and drop bombs from high altitudes. Once the soldiers heard the roar of the aircraft's motor approaching, they would hide in the trenches with their heads hunched, praying for the return of the Japanese soldiers.

Don't let bombs fall on your head.

After a piercing scream, the entire position trembled. The explosion of the heavy aerial bomb formed a huge deep pit on the position. The national army brothers at the center of the explosion lost their lives in an instant.

A few days ago, when the battle was in full swing, a Japanese bomber dropped a heavy bomb from a high altitude. The brothers were busy defending their positions and had nowhere to hide. One platoon was wiped out immediately.

All the brothers in the center of the explosion turned into pieces of flesh and blood, which flew all over the battlefield. The surrounding soldiers were stunned and stunned. No one had ever seen such a tragic scene.

The brother who was eating in a pot just now cannot even form a human figure now.

The brothers outside the explosion point had their internal organs shattered by the shock wave and died vomiting blood.

Jiangdong's eyes were split when he saw his brothers who were still alive and kicking before suddenly turned into a rain of blood. The cruelty of war once again refreshed his understanding.

Seeing this tragic scene, all the brothers in the battalion wept and beat up the little Japanese. Their anger turned into bullets of revenge, and they shot into the chest of the attacking little Japanese one by one.

Kill the Japanese! This is the only idea of ​​all the brothers in Jiangdong Camp.

At this point, everyone was determined to die and vowed to coexist or die with the position.

In such a tragic atmosphere, the brothers repelled the attacks of the little devils one after another.

The Japanese pilots were so unscrupulous that every time after dropping a bomb, the plane almost flew over the scalps of the brothers on the battlefield. Sometimes you could clearly see the mocking smile of the Japanese pilots.

After the bomber passed by, the fighter jets behind him began to dive and strafe.

Some of the brothers who were unable to dodge on the battlefield had their heads cut off by large-caliber bullets from fighter jets, and some were beaten until only half of their bodies were left, with all their internal organs flowing out. It was extremely cruel.

Bloody scenes were staged on the battlefield every day. At first, the soldiers would cry for their dead brothers, but gradually they became numb. They just quietly found the bodies of the dead brothers, wrapped them together and buried them underground.

Every day, brothers from a squad or a platoon fell asleep on the battlefield forever, but no one ever said anything about giving up the position.

Jiang Dong looked at the arrogant and domineering little Japanese plane, and he knew he had to do something.

Allowing the Japanese planes to drop bombs and straf so unscrupulously will take away not only the lives of the brothers, but also the morale that the whole battalion has finally built up.

He observed it for several days and found that the Japs' bombers came from one direction every time. They dived to drop bombs and then pulled up again, in the same direction as yesterday.

The flight paths of the fighter jets following it are different every day, but sometimes they overlap with the bombers.

Jiangdong discovered that during the short few seconds after dropping the bomb, the Japs' bombers were closest to the ground and had the worst maneuverability. This was a good opportunity.

So he decided to take a gamble and teach these little Japanese pilots a lesson.

After the battle ended that day, Jiangdong gathered together the only two Maxim heavy machine guns and a captured Jaap heavy machine gun remaining in the battalion, and handed them over to the three most experienced machine gun teams.

Taking advantage of the break in the Jaap's attack, he explained the concept of lead time to the machine gun squads and taught several machine gun squads some simple masturbation techniques.

A triangular position was built for the three machine gun teams. All the guns were aimed at the position where the Imp bombers pulled up after diving every day. There was a fire point in each direction, making it impossible for the Imp bombers to escape.
Chapter completed!