Several submachine guns, which had been silent for a long time, began to fire frantically at the same time, suppressing the Japanese troops who had accelerated the pace of attack, and after seeing the terrifying rate of fire of this gun, no Japanese invaders dared to play with their lives in front of it.

Seeing that he is about to attack the opponent's position, it is obviously a bit silly to play with his life at this time, so it is more reliable to play steadily.

After covering the retreat of the soldiers of the last infantry squad through the communication trenches to the second-line positions, the submachine guns also stopped firing.

There's no way, it's very cool and enjoyable to fight like this, but the amount of bullets consumed is also a lot of energy, just this is only half an hour of fighting, and more than half of the submachine gun bullets carried by the soldiers are out.

Without the suppression of the high rate of fire of the submachine guns, the Japanese troops, who had already rushed to the front 30 meters of the front-line position, rushed into the position in just two breaths.

The 38 rifle had already been inserted with a shiny bayonet, and the Japanese rushed to the position with a scream, but they were dumbfounded to find that there was no one and the opponent had withdrawn from the trench.

At the same time, the sound of explosive bean-like gunfire rang out from 30 meters, and the Japanese soldiers hurriedly jumped into the trenches, and those who reacted more slowly were either knocked down by rifle bullets or swept down by the short shots of two Czech light machine guns.

The Japanese machine gunners and grenadiers in the rear, of course, desperately launched counter-suppression, in order to cover their infantry to quickly enter the already occupied trenches.

After the Japanese soldiers jumped into the trenches one after another, they found that it was a little different from what they imagined, in the trenches, except for the large blood stains left on the ground, which proved that they had also effectively killed and injured the defenders, the rest of the phenomenon that they imagined was full of corpses and the enemy fled in confusion did not appear.

Good guys, the Chinese this is an organized retreat, they have not completely lost the ability to continue fighting.

Fujita Ichiro, the leader of the Japanese squadron who had already entered the trenches, took a breath of cool air and admired His Excellency the Wing Commander who ordered them to stand still first and wait for fire support from attack to defense.

As a veteran captain, Fujita Ichiro certainly knew how difficult it would be for pure infantry to attack a stubborn enemy who had retreated in an orderly manner and regained the advantage of fortifications, and he could no longer afford to lose any more soldiers.

Looking back at the earthy yellow figure that was still lying on the road ahead and no longer moving, Fujita Ichiro's tears were about to come out.

His squadron, the losses in the past two days are not small, plus the battle just now, there is basically only half left, and they are all veterans who have experienced a hundred battles! Even if it is replenished again, the combat effectiveness will not be the same as before.

"Damn Chinese, I swear by the honor of the Fujita family, I, Fujita Ichiro, will definitely dig out your hearts." Fujita Ichiro craned his neck and looked at another position of the Chinese dozens of meters away, gritting his teeth and vowing.

Obviously, Captain Fujita, who was leaning his neck, did not realize that the trench in front of him was a little deeper for him.

Of course, maybe it's because he's too short.

Captain Fujita, who is only 1.58 meters tall, estimated that many of the objects were tall versions, so he casually ignored the trench in front of him, which was already 1.6 meters deep.

Originally, from the early morning of yesterday morning until the sun rose, more than 70 people dug for half the night, and it was only about 70 or 80 centimeters deep, but Liu Lang once again ordered all the officers and men who had rested for half an hour to continue digging the trenches when the Japanese army focused its attack on the No. 1 high ground after dawn and there were rare battle breaks in several other positions.

Digging trenches was tiring, but if the trenches were not deep enough, people would die, and the soldiers had no resistance to Liu Lang's orders, and did their best to do this most basic and effective civil engineering operation before the Japanese attacked.

In one breath, the most important front-line position was dug down fifty or sixty centimeters, and the excavated soil was loaded into bags collected from the baggage units of the Japanese artillery brigade and piled on sandbags in front of the trenches, and the depth of the trenches facing the direction of the Japanese attack was definitely more than 1.6 meters.

Perhaps the only thing that the officers and soldiers could not understand was that Liu Lang ordered all the sandbags on the trenches to be placed in the direction of their second-line positions, and all the extra sandbags were required to be piled up in the rear.

Perhaps, it was because he was afraid that the Japanese grenades would blow up to the rear, and he could also protect the trenches! Most of the officers and soldiers thought so, and there was enough soil dug up anyway, and there was no shortage of sandbags, which were simple but could protect against bullets and shell fragments.

At this point, seeing that the Japanese army wanted to put their guns on the trenches, they saw their arms and small hands but not their heads, and most of them somewhat understood what the commander meant.

This is to make the Japanese difficult to shoot! If they want to see the other side, they don't even think about it unless they are jumping or carrying sandbags to pad their feet, and they want to use ready-made ones.

"Bastard, the Chinese who are afraid of death dig the trench so deep!" After issuing the defense task, Fujita Ichiro couldn't help but complain a little angrily.

He wanted to take a closer look at the Chinese who retreated to the second line of defense, but he had to quietly drag two sandbags to cushion his feet, but fortunately the Chinese did not notice his embarrassment.

It's not that no one tried to challenge the depth of the trench because he didn't admit the disadvantage of his height, a fierce Japanese soldier Cao relied on his strong leg strength, kicked his foot, and rubbed on the edge of the trench, but the strength was a little too much, and his head was a little too high.

More than 30 meters away, there were soldiers who were already holding their guns and squinting at this side.

Thirty meters, a target as big as a basketball, for these elite soldiers, it is simply not too simple.

"Bang bang bang" almost four or five shots fired at the same time.

Although this Japanese soldier wore a steel helmet despite the cold, but that thing, to be honest, has limited defense against rifle bullets with a muzzle velocity of 800 meters, and the Type 90 steel helmet used a rounded slip angle to block two bullets, but it couldn't stop the bullet's crazy kinetic energy.

The other two bullets not only pierced the irregular warhead of the steel helmet and almost smashed the head of the Japanese soldier in the helmet into a blooming flower, but also caused the neck of the Japanese soldier who fell in the trench to a strange 90 degrees without saying a word.

Perhaps, before the head blossomed, he was dead.

"Yaga! The Chinese are very cunning! ”

When Ichiro Fujita, who was overwhelmed by the soldiers' inability to climb the trench and shoot, saw the soldiers who were only five or six meters in front of him being knocked down by such a shot, he suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

Could it be that this is deliberate by the Chinese? This terrible thought came to his mind, and looking at the trench behind him, which was obviously about ten centimeters shorter than this side, Fujita Ichiro realized in his heart, and couldn't help but open his mouth and shout.

But apparently, he understood something too late.

Because in the next second, smoking grenades rained down from the opposite side towards the trenches.

Compared with the panic of the puppet army on the No. 1 Heights in the face of the 1st battalion, the tactical literacy of the Japanese army is indeed much higher, some people are extremely brave to pick up the grenades that fell in the trench and throw them far away, and some people also took out melon mines to fight back.

It's just that their disadvantage this time is even more obvious.

Although at the top of the hill, there was still a certain slope between the first and second line trenches, and the Chinese defenders on the second line had enough vision and were condescending, and the long-handled grenades were the most suitable for attacking, and the accuracy of the throwing was much higher than that of the Japanese troops on the opposite side.

The grenades thrown by the two infantry squads led by Cai Dadao had a hit rate of more than 20 percent falling into the trenches, but the melon mines thrown by the obviously stronger Japanese troops fell into the trenches of the second-line position, but there were absolutely no more than 10 grenades, not to mention that they had more than 200 people and threw at least more than 200 grenades.

Whether it is a grenade or a melon mine, there is a delay of five to six seconds, and in order to increase the lethality, experienced soldiers basically wait for two seconds before throwing, and the Japanese soldiers who are eager to counterattack dare to do so in peacetime, but at this time they can't care so much.

So, obviously, a grenade that falls into a trench is much more lethal than most melon mines that explode outside a trench.

A bloody arm flew up in the smoke of gunpowder, and a tree hanging on the edge of the position "snapped" on the trunk of a tree that had been destroyed by the wave of artillery shells to a height of only more than one meter, showing the tragic situation of the Japanese army with reality.

Isn't it miserable? Perhaps, the Japanese army, which was in dire straits, thought so.

But apparently, Chi Dakui, who looked at the 20 6.5-kilogram mountain artillery shells that were being prepared, did not think so,

Now use grenades, just drag the Japanese troops, don't let them smell the smell of conspiracy and launch an early attack.

In other words, those are just a little dessert before a big meal.

The tragedy of the Japanese army has just begun.