Almost not long after Li Shiran was sent down, the Japanese army ended the shelling, and the 3rd Brigade of the 6th Infantry Wing of the 3rd Division had more than 1,000 devils.

Once again, they lined up in a long line of skirmishers, and launched an attack on Liujiatang in groups with guns.

This time, the devil also dispatched two Type 95 light tanks that had just been transferred from the division headquarters.

In terms of infantry coordination, although the Japanese army could not be compared with the German army and the American army of the same era.

But it is much stronger than the national army, more than a thousand devils, about a hundred people rushed to the front, and their two tanks were protected behind these more than 100 people.

Following the infantry to charge, such a deployment can ensure that the two Type 95 tanks can be coordinated and protected by the infantry.

At the same time, it can provide timely artillery support to its infantry at critical moments.

When the devil entered a range of about 300 meters, Lin Rui had already taken the lead in firing, and along with him, there were some light and heavy machine gun fire points of the third battalion.

This distance can be quite difficult for a rifleman to hit.

However, for light and heavy machine gunners who rely on dense firepower to kill the enemy, it is already the best firing range.

Because at this distance, the grenadier canister that poses the greatest threat to your own light and heavy firepower will not be able to hit them.

This is because the effective range of the 50-millimeter grenadier canisters commonly equipped by the Japanese army invading China at that time was generally about 200 meters, and no matter how far it is, it is a bit beyond the reach of the whip.

However, Lin Rui can be called a change. The sharpshooter is not among them.

Even at a distance of 300 meters, he can hit the target with a single shot with his superb shooting skills, and most of them are headshots.

Thousands of people charged, and as more and more weapons fired on the positions of the three battalions, the casualties of the devils increased suddenly.

No one could notice Lin Rui, who was hiding on the position and constantly changing the sniper position.

Therefore, Lin Rui can shoot and kill every devil he targets without any worries.

However, this situation did not last long.

Because, they quickly rushed to within one hundred and fifty meters in front of their own position.

This distance is already within the absolute effective killing range of rifle fire on both sides.

There was no longer a need for orders from the commanders of both sides, and the soldiers on both sides, who had already had a tacit understanding, pulled the trigger one after another and opened fire.

The three battalions had positions to rely on, and the devils had a numerical advantage, so the firepower of the two sides was evenly matched at the beginning.

But this soon changed with the firing of Japanese mortars and tank guns.

In particular, the two Type 95 light tanks that were charging with the infantry had already approached within 200 meters at this moment, and the tank gunners of the devils could carry out a fixed-point clearing bombardment of the light and heavy fire points on the positions of the three battalions according to their visual observations.

Rumble! With a loud bang, a cannonball fired by a tank gun roared and bombarded the position not far from Lin Rui.

Lin Rui hurriedly turned his head to look at the explosion when the explosion sounded, only to see that in the light of the fire, the two machine gun shooters and their light machine guns were thrown away.

The flesh and blood of the explosion were blurred, and he fell to the ground.

The Czech light machine gun, which had killed countless enemies, was also blown up and fell into the trench in smoke.

Seeing this scene, Lin Rui gritted his teeth with hatred, smashed his fist on the fortification bunker in front of him, and couldn't help but curse angrily: "He. Damn it! ”

Then he quickly pulled the bolt of the gun, raised the gun again and opened fire!

Bang! More than 100 kilometers away, Cao Mei, a ghost soldier who was rushing to the scene, shot in his heart and fell down in response.

Immediately, Lin Rui turned his head to the position of the machine gun platoon behind and shouted: "Platoon Commander Wang, give me the tank to kill the little devil!" ”

Wang Qingzhi, the platoon commander of the machine gun platoon, hurriedly responded: "Yes! ”

Then, he personally operated one of the 20-mm rapid-fire guns, aimed at one of the Japanese Type 95 tanks, and opened heavy fire.

Da-da-da-da! Tom tom! The 20-millimeter rapid-fire cannon immediately let out a dull continuous roar.

The muzzle of the gun flashed out, and large-caliber rapid-fire shells roared towards the devil tank.

Everywhere they passed, more than a dozen devil infantry who were blocking in front of the tank had no time to dodge, and the flesh and blood that were beaten flew sideways, their bodies were disconnected, and they fell down screaming one after another.

Soon, follow-up shells hit the devil's Type 95 tank.

With its swift and powerful firepower, it was easy to ignite and explode the tank, destroying it on the spot.

The other Type 95 tank didn't last long before it was destroyed by the powerful fire of another rapid-fire gun.

However, before Wang Qingzhi could celebrate, a Japanese grenadier who was eyeing him fired a grenade at him with a grenadier.

Who! Rumble! The grenade roared through the air, accurately hit Wang Qingzhi's position, and exploded violently on the spot.

Wang Qingzhi and the two ammunition men behind him, including people and cannons, were all blown to the ground.

After the explosion, Wang Qingzhi was covered in a blur of flesh and blood from the explosion, and after a few struggles, he died with a crooked head and died on the spot.

This young man, who had studied in Germany, was martyred.

In addition to the rapid-fire guns, the other two large-caliber rapid-fire machine guns in the machine gun platoon were also firing with all their might, blocking the attack of the devils.

However, the number of grenadiers and mortars of the devils was much greater than the heavy firepower of the three battalions.

The officers and men of the third battalion had to continue firing because of the constant charge of thousands of devils and the pressure of blocking, and there was no time to shift the machine gun position.

So, in the firefight, it began to gradually suffer!

A very light and heavy machine gun was bombarded by the devil's grenades one after another, and the machine gunners suffered heavy casualties, and the fire support points were missing one after another.

Without machine-gun fire suppression, the third battalion, which was already inferior in numbers, was even more disadvantaged.

Relying on Lin Rui alone as a sharpshooter obviously couldn't change the entire battle situation.

So, it didn't take long for the Japanese to storm the positions of the 3rd battalion again.

Lin Rui was forced to lead the officers and soldiers again, and started a fierce white-knuckle battle with the devil's bayonet.

This time, the devil came with the determination to win, and there was a morale bonus from the upcoming reinforcements, so the attack momentum was extremely fierce.

Lin Rui and the soldiers of the third battalion gradually fell into a bitter battle!

After Li Shiran was escorted down by Lin Feng, he took out the photo film he took before leaving, handed it to his companion, and asked him to send it back to the downtown newspaper.

In the afternoon of the same day, the soldiers of the third battalion returned bloody, and Lin Rui was washed out one after another with blood-colored bayonets and other photos.

Li Changqing immediately used these photos as the title to write the propaganda newspaper of the day, and the slogan of the newspaper was, blood-colored bayonets - heroic front-line soldiers.