Zhang Yunfei, who was preparing everything, looked at the enemy not far away, and couldn't help shaking his head and smiling bitterly, life is really wonderful, he was able to experience the anti-Japanese battlefield in person, originally thought that he could be like all the shining protagonists, with his own ability, change the world and beat the little devils.

And reality gave him a slap in the face, and it turned out that he, a small person of another era, would not become a big man in another era, and there would be no shortage of real elites of the times in any era.

In this era, he is also just an ordinary member, at most he is a little better with his own knowledge, and he has a small extravagant hope, that is, he wants to mix with a general, even if he becomes a general, at least he can mix with the treatment of an old cadre in the future, and he will have a lot of face.

But fate is not in his own hands, they all say that my fate is up to me, it is the cry of the helpless, but this fate cannot be changed after all.

No matter what you want to do, no matter which army you are in, if you want to get ahead, who doesn't go through nine deaths first, they are all the lucky ones of the times, survivors on the battlefield, no one relies on their qualifications to come over peacefully.

The army, which has been from weak to strong, is composed of the blood of countless martyrs behind it, and now it seems that there should not be themselves in the list of survivors who will be rewarded for meritorious deeds in the future, but in the list of martyrs, they should be able to be properly on the list.

Of course, there is still a premise for this, that is, you can't be captured by devils, but there seems to be nothing to complain about, the crockpot will inevitably break by the well, and the general will inevitably die in battle.

During the war years, the ultimate fate was to die on the battlefield, maybe this is just a more real dream, maybe the war situation will pull this grenade.

Maybe I'll wake up from my dream and go back to my own time, but the thought of it being like that is still pretty scary, it's better to bang and nothing.

His military career is not long, but the sea of corpses and blood has come, and now he is really not suitable for that comfortable living conditions.

In this era of war, leading troops to fight is not a gentle thing in itself, and he is really out of touch with society.

Those experiences of your own later generations are of little use in this era, and in the same way, if you put these experiences in the future generations, they are also useless, in the era of singing and dancing, who looks at your battalion and company-level tactical use, and also engages in Mao's battalion-level offensive or defensive command.

Not to mention any guerrilla warfare or something, it's really useless, to put it bluntly, I really won't give myself any extra points for my own set.

An era has the needs of an era, and the characteristics of an era after an era, and a person like himself who can't do anything except fight a war will not be too popular even if he mixes with the army.

Zhang Yunfei shook his head and stopped his cranky thoughts, everyone has a premonition of their own death, and this time they are probably really going to die, so they think a little too much.

If he can die on the battlefield of resistance against Japan, it can be regarded as a vigorous death, and it is worth it, Zhang Yunfei touched the grenade again, he has been building in his heart for so long, if he can't be a martyr and is captured by the devil, it will be really funny.

The devils in the eyes did not attack, but it does not mean that they gave up, this is impossible to think about, how can the fat that has been in hand be lost, that is not the devil's style.

Besides, Maeda knows very well that there are not a few eight roads left on the mountain, and in order to catch all the eight roads in one net, Maeda Ichiro has been preparing for a bit of a long time.

The devils, who had completed the deployment and adjustment, launched the final blow again, and the devils formed a tactical group with typical infantry tactics and touched their hilltop position.

Listening to the rustling footsteps on the hillside, they did not immediately fight back, even if they wanted to fight back, they were powerless, they were running out of ammunition in their hands, and they needed to save every bullet.

There was no resistance in the hilltop position, and there was no counterattack quietly at all, which made the cautious devils more and more emboldened, and even straightened up when approaching the hilltop position.

I haven't fired a shot so close, which means that the Eighth Road is really out of bullets.

These devils are getting closer and closer, and they are already less than fifty meters, and they can already make clear the expressions of the devils.

At this time, the grenadiers and machine guns behind the devil attack team opened fire at the same time, suppressing the fire on their positions, and the infantry attacking by the devils also increased their pace, preparing to break into their positions.

The shells of the grenadiers exploded on their defensive positions, covering the real hill for a while, and encircling the assault devils.

For a while, both sides were a little confused, especially the devils who launched the attack, the imperial army's tactics of alternate cover were already very mature, although they were only forty or fifty meters away from the eighth road.

But the grenadiers of the Imperial Army, even if they are novices, cannot have such a large shooting error.

Looking at the devils and his own team who were bombed at the same time, Zhang Yunfei reacted first, this was not the enemy's mistake, but his own reinforcements arrived.

Although I don't know where my reinforcements came from, it's a real thing that reinforcements came.

The devil who had no worries about holding the bayonet 38 rifle was blown up and the flesh was flying, and the quick one was already lying on the hillside to avoid the bullet, and the slow one was still cursing the incompetence of his own grenadier soldiers, which could also be injured by mistake.

No wonder the devil wants to misunderstand, the shooting of this support army has been synchronized with the attack time of the devil, and the devil's support fire is attacking Zhang Yunfei's defensive troops.

And this support army, at the same time, attacked the attacking force of the devil.

Zhang Yunfei and the others had already prepared for the enemy's attack and prepared for defense, and there were not many casualties.

And the devil's attacking troops are already preparing for a white-knuckle battle, but they really didn't expect that there would be such a show, and there were heavy casualties for a while.

At the same time as the devil's position was being bombed, the position of the devil's two flanks outflanking the direction remembered the dense gunfire almost at the same time, and the explosions continued.

Zhang Yunfei also secretly breathed a sigh of relief, although the arrival of reinforcements was a little late, and he was almost about to die heroically, but after all, he rushed over, and he finally escaped.

Zhang Yunfei ordered the troops to immediately react back and respond to the attack of the reinforcements, and at this time, he even threw out the grenade that he was going to leave for himself.

Compared with Zhang Yunfei, who breathed a sigh of relief, the situation of the devils was a bit bad, their attacking troops were caught off guard, and they suffered heavy casualties all of a sudden.

This is not the main thing, in order to seize the eight roads on the mountain, their forces are a little scattered, this kind of sudden attack from behind, completely disrupted their front, by the dense firepower of reinforcements rushing over from many roads, the fight is a little dizzy, for a while I don't know what to do and react, can only retreat and assemble in a daze.

Maeda Ichiro was unusually angry at the sudden reinforcements, but there was nothing he could do, and now his encirclement had been shattered by the shock, when he regrouped the retreating attacking troops.

The reinforcements of the Eighth Route had already converged with the encircling forces on the mountain, and then broke through directly to the west, and he had nothing to do.