In the past few days, I had seen the fighting raging on the Big and Little Beishan Mountains, especially Liu Dagui and the others who had shot down two more Japanese planes. As a high-ranking officer in the independent brigade whose adventurous spirit was second only to Wang Laohu's, it was natural that he felt uncomfortable in every possible way.

He wants to go to the battlefield, shoot, cannon, and kill the Japanese.

No matter how restless he was, he still didn't dare to take any action without the order from the brigade headquarters.

Finally, the brigade commander's order came. Although only mortars were allowed to be used, the high authority was already very excited.

There are a total of 15 mortars in the artillery camp, and the high authority divided them into three groups. They moved to all directions of the Beishan Mountains to provide fire support for the positions.

Seeing the densely packed little Japs getting closer and closer, Gao Quan showed an expression of extreme excitement on his face.

He personally measured the position and distance, and put the first calibrated shell into the barrel with his own hands.

"Boom!"

There was a dull muzzle, and the shell flew out of the barrel, screaming toward the Japanese column a few hundred meters away.

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"Prepare!"

After seeing that the emotions of the soldiers had been aroused by the instructor, Yang Fugui shouted loudly to the surroundings,

"Fire again at 200 meters, aim and hit!"

The soldiers have already locked their sights on their respective targets. As soon as the company commander gives the order, they will pull the trigger without hesitation and take away the little Japanese.

But before they could open fire, the scream of artillery shells piercing the sky came from the hills behind.

"boom!"

The shell exploded in the middle of the Japanese skirmisher line. Under the watchful eyes of the soldiers, the two little Japanese soldiers screamed and fell to the ground. The remaining Japanese soldiers on the side dragged the two people, who did not know whether they were dead or alive, to a hiding place.

The little devils didn't expect that the explosion was just the beginning.

"Whoosh whoosh..."

In the next few seconds, several artillery shells passed over the heads of the Chinese soldiers and fell in front of the attacking Japanese soldiers like hail from the sky.

"Boom boom boom..."

Five or six brilliant lights suddenly bloomed under the hillside. In the light, the Japanese soldiers ran wildly, screaming and wailing.

"good!"

Seeing the little devils being blown away, the soldiers on the battlefield cried out in joy!

A total of four rounds of artillery shells fell into the crowd of Japs, and the Japs team at the front lost nearly half of them.

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"Slip away... hurry up!"

After the four rounds of artillery fire were completed, Gao Quan directed the artillery brothers to retreat with a loud roar.

Everyone hurriedly picked up the gun barrel, picked up the ammunition box and ran towards the back hill.

The Japs opposite have a field artillery regiment, and the quality of the enemy's artillery is much higher than that of Gao Quan and others. If they don't run away, the shells from the Japs' heavy artillery will be smashed down.

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The attacking Japs were only confused for two minutes before they stabilized their formation and continued to attack the hilltop position under the cover of light and heavy machine guns.

"Whoosh whoosh..."

More shrill shells passed over the heads of a company of soldiers, but this time they were fired from the rear of the Japanese soldiers.

"Boom boom boom..."

An earth-shattering explosion suddenly sounded from the rear of the position, and the noise was much louder than the one that fell on the Japanese team before.

The soldiers had no extra time to worry about their artillery brothers, because the attacking Japanese had already reached a range of 200 meters.

"beat!!!"

Yang Fugui shouted an order, and he took the lead in pulling the trigger. A bullet rushed over a very short distance at a very high speed and shot into the body of the dirty Japanese.

"Da da da……"

The bullet chain of the heavy machine gun kept beating, and bullets were pushed into the barrel one after another, and then rushed towards the little devil with an unstoppable momentum under the push of gunpowder.

Several of the Japanese who rushed in front fell down immediately.

A lieutenant holding a saber waved his command knife and ordered heavy machine guns and grenade launchers to fire at the firepower points on the Chinese army's position.

The hail of bullets fired from both sides intertwined into a dense fire net in front of the position, and the Japanese soldiers slowly but unswervingly attacked upward against the whistling bullets.

Because they were targeted by the Japanese grenade launchers, the two heavy gun groups were quickly moving their positions.

Without the suppression of two heavy machine guns, the firepower on the position was immediately weakened by more than half, and the attacking Japanese took advantage of the situation and moved forward dozens of meters.

"Boom boom boom..."

The Japanese grenades kept firing at the hilltop positions, and the soldiers were beaten so hard that they could not even lift their heads.

A small group of Japs had already rushed into the grenade throwing range. Yang Fugui gave an order, and dozens of grenades flew toward the little Japs in a swirling motion.

"Kill me!!!"

The commander of the little devil's team kept roaring, his saber always pointed at the position on the top of the mountain, and no soldiers were allowed to retreat.

The Japanese army's attacks were continuous, one wave after another, like huge waves that kept surging on the shore. Although their heads were bruised and bloody every time, they never stopped.

The gray winter sky was shrouded in smoke, and the entire battlefield took on a strange yellowish color.

The sound of gunshots, cannons, shouts, and screams are constantly changing in this dusk, and a symphony unique to war is being performed.

This battle lasted for more than two hours. The barrel of the machine gun was cold and hot, hot and cold, and almost never stopped.

Many injured comrades had no time to move to the rear through the communication trenches, so the health workers could only bandage them briefly and then let them lie down in the trenches.

Bullets and grenades were also consumed rapidly, and empty boxes appeared one after another at the feet of the soldiers.

"Bullets! Are there any more bullets?"

"Grenade?"

One after another, soldiers ran out of ammunition.

Behind the communication trench, that is, near the anti-gun hole, the 1st Company built an ammunition supply point there. The ammunition there was enough to last everyone a whole day of fighting, but they just needed to be transported constantly during the battle.

Two young soldiers who went to carry explosives fell into a pool of blood at some point. Their bodies were scattered with orange-yellow bullets one after another. At this moment, they were stained dazzlingly by the blood flowing from the soldiers' bodies.

red.

The Japanese had already rushed to a position less than a hundred meters in front of the position. Yang Fugui knew that the soldiers who were moving the ammunition must have had an accident. Now it was too late to send people to move the ammunition. He could only repel the enemy in front of him first, while he fixed his bayonet.

While shouting to the soldiers:

"Fix the bayonet, fix the bayonet, you son of a bitch!"

Both the offensive and defensive sides are already red-blooded, and no one will take a step back until they kill the enemy in front of them.

"Long live!!!"

"ah!!!"

Feeling that the firepower on the position had become sporadic, the vicious Japanese soldiers jumped up from the ground and charged forward with howls.

In Asia and even around the world, Japanese soldiers are very confident in their stabbing skills, and they must find ways to close the distance with the enemy in every battle.

As long as they rush into the trenches, the Imperial Army will win the final victory 7 out of 10 times.

The little devils believe it will be the same this time.

Military glory and victory seemed to be waving to them.

The Japanese lieutenant commander screamed the loudest and jumped the highest. He followed the soldiers and rushed towards victory.

Yang Fugui paid attention to the distance between the two sides. In the last ten meters, he roared and jumped out of the trench first.

"Kill!"

This is the tradition of the Hero Battalion and something that all officers have always adhered to.

"kill!!!"

Taking advantage of the geographical advantage, the soldiers reached their maximum speed without running a few steps.

The soldiers descending the mountain were like tigers, and their sharp bayonets were like tiger teeth. At the moment when the two sides collided, the sound of fine iron was intertwined with the sound of flesh being broken.

Whether it can win in hand-to-hand combat is the minimum standard to measure the bloodiness of an army.

In previous battles to encircle and annihilate the Japanese Yamaguchi Brigade, the enemy was more powerful than the enemy. During the assassination attempt, the soldiers could even pick out one little Japanese out of five.

But today is different. The numbers of both sides are equal, and the only thing the soldiers can borrow is their own courage.

"ah!!!"

More than half of the company were new recruits who had only joined in the past two months. This was their first time participating in such a brutal hand-to-hand combat.

Many soldiers have put aside all distracting thoughts. They have only one action, and that is to move forward with their guns drawn!

With the momentum of the downhill slope, the red swords in the hands of the soldiers were given great power.
To be continued...