Although the power of the mountain artillery salvo was much less than that of the naval artillery salvo, for the position of the 3rd Battalion of the 117th Regiment, the casualties continued in this situation where the fortifications were basically destroyed......

The devil's shells finally stopped, and the Nantianmen position, which suddenly fell silent, was full of wailing!

"Ahh Help me! .......”

"My legs! Yes! My leg is missing ......"

"Fuck you little devil, I don't have my right hand, I can throw grenades with my left hand to fuck you......"

......

All kinds of wails and curses sounded on the position, and Battalion Commander Zhao shook his head, rubbed his buzzing ears that were buzzing by the shells, and shouted loudly,

"The living officers count the number of people, rearrange the defensive line, the devil is coming."

"Battalion commander, we have suffered a lot of casualties, and this wave of bombardment by the devils has killed more than half of us, and we have kicked less than 200 people...... "The guard company commander shouted.

The fog in the early morning dissipated a lot, revealing the fields and weeds crisscrossing the distance, Zhao Dingjun looked out of the telescope and found that the head of the devil on the horizon was gradually exposed....

"Prepare for battle, the devil is coming." In Zhao Dingchang's telescope, the strength of about a squadron of devils had already opened the skirmish line, forming a tactical formation and slowly attacking towards the defense line of the 11th Division......

"Bang, bang, bang......"

The 38 big cover of the devil's attacking force began to shoot at a distance of 300 meters, and the accurate bullets were fired into the dirt on the edge of the trench, and the sound of "poof" was incessant......

"Don't panic, wait until the devil is close before fighting, put the devil 100 meters, and then everyone will fire together. When the devil rushed to 50 meters, he greeted him with a grenade, "Zhao Dingjun looked at the approaching devil with only a small team, and looked into the trench, he still has nearly 200 brothers, and it should not be a big problem to guard this wave......

"Fire! Bang! Battalion Commander Zhao roared and snapped the pistol in his hand,

"Bang, bang...... Da, da, da......"

The 117th Regiment's 3rd Battalion trench was made in Hanyang, Tom roared at the same time, and the recruits mechanically pulled the trigger, firing the bullets in the chamber like puppets......

The whistling bullets flew towards the Japanese Yamashita squad, and the air was torn apart and made a sizzling sound......

"Kill to ......," Lieutenant Yamashita roared.

"Boom!" "Boom!"

The devil's grenadiers began to provide close support, bombarding the positions of Nantianmen with grenades......

"Machine guns continue to fire, rifles with bayonets, grenades ready!"

Zhao Dingjun looked at the Japanese soldiers who skillfully used rolling, crawling and other tactical actions to approach, and found that most of the recruits' bullets were probably flying, and the casualties of the devils were not large, and the 50-meter distance from the devils only paid less than 20 casualties, and the attacking troops of the devils were already about to attack the trenches of their positions......

"Throw! Rush with me! Zhao Dingjun pulled out the machete inserted in the trench and jumped out of the trench first, "Rush!" The commander of the guard company directly followed Battalion Commander Zhao and rushed towards the Japanese army......

Seeing the Chinese army rushing over in the trench with bayonets and broadswords, at a distance of 50 meters, the crooked machine gun behind the devil began to roar, "Da, da......"

The fighters who had just jumped out of the trench fell in the mud in pieces, and at a distance of only 50 meters, the 3rd battalion paid the price of nearly 30 people......

"Poof!"

The fighters of the 3rd Battalion and the attacking devils finally met in close combat, and the brutal white-knuckle battle began......

The 3rd Battalion has many people and many bayonets, but although the devils are few and not tall, they are superior in their strength and strength......

The recruit looked at the bayonet that pierced his heart, smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth, pulled down the drawstring of the grenade on his waist, and directly hugged the devil with another force......

"Boom!" A few seconds later, the brother and the little devil were blown to minced meat at the same time......

Of course, not all recruits have the courage to meet the little devil's bayonet, and the two recruits who were trembling on the edge of the trench saw their companions being stabbed to the ground as soon as they saw their faces, and the devil's hideous face with a bloody bayonet in his hand was so frightened that his legs and stomach were weak, and his face turned around in a panic and was about to run towards the trench.

"Poof!"

The two devils raised the 38 cover in their hands and pulled the trigger, and the bullet instantly opened a bloody hole in the backs of the two recruits who turned around and fled.

"Ding Dong!" The two recruits, whose bodies had been pierced through a transparent blood hole, fell into the trench with their bodies castrated.

In the pile of wounded soldiers in the trenches, a veteran soldier with his right hand missing watched the brothers in front of him fall in pieces under the devil's bayonet, gritted his teeth, pulled a grenade from a corpse, slowly crawled out of the trench, rolled into the stabbing area, and searched for the devil's pile......

"Fuck, it's just a few of you, Lao Tzu also has a backpad when he dies, no loss!" The veteran crawling on the ground stood up in a muttering voice, "Little devil, let's die together!" With a roar, the left-handed veteran pulled the grenade from the drawstring and rushed into the devil's pile.

The explosion of the "boom" grenade tore the veteran apart, and a few little devils next to the veteran were not spared; several devils remained motionless while handing them over, and the only surviving devil fell to the ground wailing and groaning......

"Kill me!" Zhao Dingjun brandished the big knife more and more fiercely, and Zhao Dingjun, who had already knocked over the two little devils, did not get tired at all, and continued to rush towards the devils.

"Withdraw!" Yamashita Shaozo saw that his troops were getting fewer and fewer, and finally gave the order to retreat......

"Chase, kill all these brutes." Zhao Dingjun grinned and roared, and the tired wartime men chased after the retreating Japanese troops with their bayonet rifles.

"Knock, knock......" The Type 92 heavy machine gun on the heavy machine gun position in the rear began to roar, strafing the pursuing personnel.

"Battalion commander, you can't rush, there aren't many brothers left." The guard company commander dissuaded.

"Retreat, go back to the trenches!" Battalion Commander Zhao gritted his teeth, in the trenches, the tired brothers were lying on the edge of the trenches to rest, Zhao Dingjun took a sip of water and asked the guard company commander.

"How many brothers do we have left? How much ammunition is left? How many officers are left? ”

"Battalion commander, counting all the lightly wounded, we are all less than 100 people; The deputy battalion commander has been killed, there is still 1 company commander, and there are less than 3 squad and platoon commanders. Ammunition is already running low. The commander of the guard company said.

"Alas! I don't know when the reinforcements from the military headquarters will arrive! Zhao Dingjun said.

"Battalion commander, why don't we retreat to the second line of positions! The few people we have left are not enough for the next wave of attacks by the Japanese devils! The commander of the guard company said cautiously.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

The artillery squadrons of the Japanese devils began to bomb again......