This bow deeply stimulated Captain Zhongxiong. He bowed three times in a row to Jutaro Gansu, and while bowing, he said, "Hayi! Harbish! Harbish! If you can't take this mountain, I, Zhongxiong, will come to you with my head. Harbish! Harbish! Harbish! ”

As he spoke, Captain Nakato stepped back and bowed three more ninety degrees.

Captain Zhongxiong gathered his 600 remnants and immediately gave an urgent lecture. He said to all the officers and men of the brigade: "Our Zhongxiong Brigade is an invincible and invincible brigade, and we must not disgrace the reputation of our imperial soldiers.

The squad leader will rush to the front, the squad leader will die, and the soldier will be on top. The squad leader is dead, the squad leader is going to be on top, the squadron leader is dead, the squad leader is going to be on top, I'm dead, the squadron leader is going to be on top. We, the Zhongxiong Brigade, swear to fight to the last man, and we will also take this mountain! ”

"Harb! Harbish! Harbish! ”

These 600 remnants, at the instigation of Captain Zhongxiong, let out a final roar.

Captain Zhongxiong drew his bright command knife, swung it vigorously towards the top of the mountain in Jinjing Town, and shouted hysterically: "Duck give-"

The officers and men of the Zhongxiong Brigade, although they were hungry, although they were scarred, although they were exhausted, it was a kind of madman's blood that dedicated themselves to the empire stimulated them and burned them. They staggered, bothered their spirits, exhausted the last of their strength, stared at their barely open eyes, and launched an assault on the mountain, which was not too high.

Han Xing on the top of the mountain had already seen everything about the devil clearly, and he said to Zhang Xiaosan and Qian Yifei: "The one who asks for food is really ruthless with a wolf dog." Money Company Commander! ”

Qian Yifei had been waiting by the side for a long time, and said loudly to Han Xing: "Here!" ”

"Give them a mortar shell to taste, so they know that the pot is made of iron."

"Yes!" Qian Yifei shouted majestically and angrily.

After a while, a string of shells, whistling, flew towards the soldiers of the Zhongxiong Brigade.

The soldiers of the Zhongxiong Brigade were charging, and they did not bend down, straightened their waists, and rushed forward without shying away.

"Boom-" "Boom-" "Boom-" Shells exploded in the ranks of the Japanese troops. These mortar shells have a killing radius of about 10 meters, and one by one, the shells form a no-man's land, and when they are connected, they form a no-man's land.

The little devils also did not lie down to avoid bullets, which caused more casualties.

Some of the little devils were blown up, slowly fell to the ground, and then didn't move. Some of the little devils had their arms and legs cut off, and they were wailing loudly. But in the earth-shattering sound of cannons, these voices seemed so faint and helpless.

Some of the little devils' necks were cut in half, but he was still mechanically moving his legs forward, took a few more steps, and then fell to the ground and died.

By the time the artillery fire stopped, there were only about 400 of the attacking devils left. But their pace did not slow down at all, and they continued to stubbornly move forward.

The captain of the Zhongxiong Brigade held a command knife and supervised in the back, and if he dared to retreat from the latter, he would be killed. However, he was too worried, no one of the devils retreated, and moving forward was also death, and retreating was also death, so it was better to move forward and die.

If they die, someone will naturally deal with the aftermath for them, and if they retreat and be beheaded, it will not only be their own problem, but also their families and clansmen.

When the officers and soldiers of the Zhongxiong Brigade rushed halfway up the mountain, a fire dragon suddenly flew down from the top of the mountain. The fire dragon rolled, jumped, and swept across the flowers and trees in front of it, and the green vegetation in front of it immediately burst into flames, turning into a large sea of flames in an instant.

Many Japanese soldiers in front of them were sprayed with some incendiary agent, and their whole bodies and the fire immediately burned into a whole, and these flesh were burned in the fire, dancing, jumping, exhausting the last bit of their strength, and then slowly fell.

Even they are down, and their bodies are burning. Then it began to peel down piece by piece, shedding flesh, shrinking, deforming, and finally becoming gray and white, and dissolving with the red soil.

Even the battle-hardened captain of Zhongxiong was a little shocked, which ...... This...... What is this, why is it sprayed on the body, people will also burn, it can't be possessed by the devil! But it was the mad ambition of an imperial soldier that spurred him on, and he had long since lost his humanity.

He continued to wield his command knife and roared loudly, "Duck give--brave the enemy's fire, duck give-"

The Japanese troops in front, under his urging, continued to advance!

With a high temperature of nearly 2,000 degrees, some soldiers were immediately melted down and their bodies burned as soon as they stepped into this sea of fire. After a while, he fell to the ground and died. Some soldiers were trying to hold on with their eyes closed, their eyebrows and hair were burning, and their clothes were beginning to burn, but they were still trying to hold on and move forward with their desperation!

Most of the soldiers fell, but there were also soldiers who survived the hellfire and came out of the fire.

The blazing flames and the surrounding air froze, and the cold air continued to replenish them, and the temperature of the flames became lower and lower, until finally only a mountain fire remained.

When the captain of Zhongxiong, who was walking last, stood out from the fire, there were only about 200 people left in his brigade.

The troops in front were approaching the top of the hill, and of course they were greeted by a storm of bullets, bullets from assault rifles, light machine guns, and heavy machine guns, which rained down on them mercilessly. From time to time, there are also pieces of grenades.

The Japanese troops in front of them fell one by one, just like the valley man.

Nakao, who was supervising the battle in the back, watched the soldiers in front of him fall one by one, and he knew that his last moment had come. He can't return to the front of Gansu Jutaro alive, that is, he returns to Gansu Jutaro, and the entire 33rd Division is going to be destroyed, can he still live?

He continued to wield his command knife and shouted hoarsely: "We are soldiers of the Empire, and we will die on the battlefield, under the enemy's bayonets." Duck give-"

Just when the Zhongxiong Brigade was about to be wiped out, he suddenly heard the sound of tearing the air in the sky, "Sizzle-" "Boom-" "Boom-"

Because Captain Zhongxiong had been subjected to too many artillery attacks and too many shells from the Chinese army, he had long been unable to hear the sound of the Japanese troops. He thought that another cannonball from the mountain was flying down, so he subconsciously lowered his head, tightened his neck, and shouted in his heart: "This time it's over, it's really over, I'm going to report to Emperor Hirohito." ”

But when he closed his eyes, he felt that the shells did not blow up to his side, but sounded on the hill. He opened his eyes and saw that sure enough, on the hill of Jinjing Town, there were clusters of fire, clouds of smoke and clouds, and in the fierce waves, from time to time Chinese soldiers were thrown into the sky.

Captain Zhongxiong was a little nervous for a while, and he cried with joy, he cried, and said with a runny nose: "It's our artillery, it's our artillery, we have been saved, and the 33rd Division has been saved." ”

Commanding the artillery to the top of the hill was the 33rd Division's Mountain Artillery Wing, Fu Jiazheng, and the male Dazuo. His mountain artillery wing was originally crippled by Han Xing's mortar guerrillas, but with his madman's blood, he persevered and wandered around the mountains. He finally wandered into the basin of Shuangjiang Town, and finally met the main force of his 33rd Division.

Although a mountain artillery wing was already incomplete, he still commanded the remaining dozen or so 75mm mountain guns and carried out a decisive artillery bombardment on the hilltop of Jinjing Town.

Han Xing, who was commanding the battle on the top of the mountain, was also full of joy when he saw that the Japanese army was about to annihilate these five or six hundred people, and he excitedly shouted to the soldiers: "Comrades, with a little more effort, this Japanese army brigade will be annihilated." When the devil is destroyed, I invite everyone to drink celebratory wine-"

It was at this moment that he suddenly heard a bad sound, and the sound of a cannonball tearing through the air streaked by. Immediately, more than a dozen shells fell on the hill, and suddenly, the soldiers of the guard company and the mortar company suffered casualties, and more than a dozen soldiers were thrown into the sky by the merciless wave of air, and many people were injured by the unscrupulous shrapnel.

Wave after wave of cannonballs fell, and the mountain only felt that it was a flash of fire, the rumbling of cannons, and the shrapnel danced, and Han Xing, who had been on the battlefield for a long time, felt that the breath of death had tightly wrapped this mountain.

A soldier of the guard company was already pressed against him, needless to say, he was using his flesh to protect his chief.

Judging from the sound, this is the enemy's heavy artillery, and the killing area of any shell must be sixty or seventy meters, and if it continues to fight like this, its two companies will already face the catastrophe of annihilation.

But I couldn't see anything in front of me, I just felt that layers of red earth fell and splashed on my body. There was a buzzing in my ears, almost deafening my ears. The devil's cannonball is like a vicious devil who wants to devour all of his two companies.

The shelling finally stopped. Han Xing rubbed his eyes and struggled out of the mound. The warrior who protected his body had long since died, and he covered his life with his own flesh. Three shrapnel wounds in the body, needless to say, how fierce the enemy's artillery fire was.

Looking at the hills of Jinjing Town again, it was also a miserable situation. The bodies of the soldiers, one in the east and one in the west, were lying on the top of the mountain, and some of them were quite miserable, with incomplete corpses, missing arms and legs. The seriously wounded fighters did not say a word, waiting for rescue, and the lightly wounded fighters bandaged their wounds themselves and silently picked up their weapons.

Han Xing felt deep self-blame, he didn't expect that he was bombarded by the enemy, and the troops suffered such a big loss, it was all his own fault! Having predicted the enemy's shelling and thinking of a way earlier, it might not have been like this.

But isn't the enemy's artillery already finished, where did this enemy artillery come from? Han Xing raised his eyes and looked around, but he couldn't see the shadow of the enemy's artillery at all, which also showed that his own mortars couldn't reach the enemy at all out of sight.

One inch is long and one inch is strong, one inch is short and one inch is dangerous, this is the advantage of heavy artillery!

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