In the ravine closest to the top of the mountain, Zhang Dabiao took the telescope and looked at the cabinet where the minesweeper was sweeping again, with a little smile on his face.

"Let the brethren keep working." Zhang Dabiao said with a smile.

"Bang" "Bang" "Bang"

Before the devil's sappers had gone ten meters, the sharpshooters of the first battalion opened fire again, knocking out two sappers. But as soon as the soldiers fired, the guarded devils shot directly at the location where the soldiers were. The devils of the three squads fired at the same time, forming a cross-firing net, and one fighter failed to hide in time, and was shot in the arm by the devil, and the rifle fell from his hand.

The other fighters were also powerless to fight back in the face of the devil's shooting, and the shooting devils didn't seem to care about the consumption of ammunition at all, and the soldiers couldn't hold their heads up.

"Fuck! And what about our mortars? Take it out and hit the hell at the place where the devils gather! Seeing that the soldiers were suppressed, Zhang Dabiao hurriedly spoke.

The first battalion is condescending, and can see the devil's every move clearly, and through the telescope in his hand, Zhang Dabiao can see that the devil is constantly advancing while suppressing the fire. If it continues like this, without fire support, those sharpshooters of the first battalion are suppressed, and it is easy for the devils to rush up. Even if a battalion set up a lot of traps and mines, it could not help the fighters much.

Zhang Dabiao doesn't want to let these marksmen have problems, these are the treasures of the first battalion, and they are also the treasures of the new regiment, so they can't be folded here.

Some fighters brought in mortars, and after a simple aim, the shells flew towards the devils.

"Boom"

The shell landed next to the devil, and the shrenchnel flew out, knocking several devils to the ground, and they could only groan in pain. It's just that the damage caused by this shell to the devil is not great, there is no way, not every artillery can be as accurate as Liu Gen, and the devil is also very smart, and the position is very scattered. One shell after another flew out, and it took a full five shells before the shelling stopped.

The devil dropped more than a dozen corpses and retreated, knowing that the Eighth Route Army on the mountain had mortars, Kudo Shimono was unwilling, and he could only retreat with his ghost soldiers. The mountain has become the home of the Eighth Route Army, and Kudo Shimono also realized that it was impossible to rush up with his own squadron.

Until now, the large army of the Eighth Route Army had not fired a shot, and Kudo Shimono was sure that there were a lot of dirt roads hidden on this mountain, and he didn't want his soldiers to die here in vain.

"Battalion commander, the devil has been repelled by us! I don't think the devil is so powerful! Looking at Zhang Dabiao, a recruit said with a smile.

Zhang Dabiao slapped this recruit on the head, "Hurry up and hide, the devil's shelling is coming!" ”

The recruit was slightly stunned, unable to react, and when he looked at the veterans in the first battalion, he found that these veterans had hidden in the small holes dug out at some point, curled up with their bodies, and blocked the improvised planks on themselves. Noticing this, the recruit reacted and hurriedly found the small hole he had dug and drilled into it.

Two minutes later, the devil's Type 92 infantry cannon roared, and the shells covered the mountain as if they didn't need money. After some carpet bombing, the devils rushed towards the mountain again. This time, the devils directly mobilized the strength of two squadrons, and nearly five hundred devils were divided into two directions and rushed up from the bottom of the mountain in the cave.

After a round of carpet bombing, most of the mines placed by the battalion on the mountain of Qidonggou were destroyed, and there was not much left.

"Phew, the little devil is really bloody, damn it, we have laid so many traps in one camp!" Zhang Dabiao spit out the soil in his mouth and couldn't help but scold.

Zhang Dabiao also knew the fighting style of the devil, and knew that before launching a charge, the devil would carry out a lot of artillery covering, but even if he knew this, Zhang Dabiao still led a battalion of soldiers to set a lot of traps. Maybe these will not be left too much after being covered by the devil's artillery fire, but they can play a little role.

"Get the brothers ready for battle, damn it!" Zhang Dabiao looked around and could see a battalion of soldiers constantly coming out of the small holes he had dug. But there are also fighters who can't get out of it, and the devil's cannonball falls on the hiding hole that the warrior plays, and it can still kill the warrior.

A round of devil artillery fire covered it, and there were dozens of casualties in the first battalion, so Zhang Dabiao, the commander of the first battalion, was very distressed.

The soldiers were covered with mud, and they were very embarrassed, and before they had time to pat off the dirt on their bodies, the soldiers lay on top of the ravine. Seeing the devils advancing rapidly, some devils stepped on the traps made by the warriors and were pierced through the soles of their feet, and they could only hold their feet and wail in pain. The surrounding devils ignored the wailing comrades-in-arms with expressionless faces, they had only one goal, and that was to rush to the top of the mountain and rush to the position built by the first battalion!

"Boom"

Some devils stepped on a mine that was not bombed by artillery fire, and was directly blown away, and blood was splashed everywhere, which made the devils who rushed forward couldn't help but stagnate, and there were even mines. There are devil soldiers who subconsciously slow down their speed, they don't want to step on a mine, step on a mine, and they can't even leave their heads.

"Rush! Rush up! In the rear, one of the devil's squadron leaders scolded loudly.

The devil soldiers raised their speed again and rushed towards the top of the mountain, but the remnants of the mines still had a lot of impact on the devils. The explosions that sounded from time to time made these devils tremble subconsciously, and the speed would slow down a lot.

However, with the reprimand of the officers behind them, the devils still rushed to a position less than 300 meters away from the first battalion, and during this period, more than a dozen devils died directly due to stepping on mines, and more were injured. The traps set up by a battalion of soldiers on the mountain have made these devils suffer a lot, and they need to be extra careful every step they take.

"Hit!" Seeing that the devil rushed to a range of three hundred meters, Zhang Dabiao shouted loudly.

As he spoke, Zhang Dabiao pulled the trigger of his rifle and killed a devil who rushed forward. With the shooting skills practiced by the devils by feeding bullets, if the devils are brought closer, they can inflict more casualties on the first generation. Besides, the ammunition of the new regiment is still sufficient, and it can also give the fighters a luxury.

Some troops put the devils dozens of meters away from their positions before shooting, that is to save ammunition as much as possible, and they do not have the wealth and wealth of the new group.

The soldiers who had been prepared for a long time fired, and the light machine gun did not fire for the time being, this was Zhang Dabiao's arrangement, and when the devil rushed forward, he would give the devil a surprise. From time to time, mortar shells of devils will land on the positions of the first battalion, causing a lot of casualties, but the first battalion has a large number of veterans, and they will not be afraid of this.

Under the leadership of the veterans, some recruits who had just joined the first battalion quickly became familiar with the environment of the battlefield, and kept shooting, delaying the progress of the devils.