Yu Yang took the M1 Garand rifle and took a general look at it in his hand, this rifle was Yu Yang's first use, compared to the Springfield rifle, the performance of this rifle can be said to be much superior.

Yu Yang weighed it twice in his hand, grabbed a handful of bullets and stuffed them into his pocket, and slowly walked to a marginal position, his eyes kept staring around, but he turned his head to look at John Barlons from time to time.

It was very dark, he couldn't see clearly, and he couldn't even see the shadow clearly, Yu Yang could only judge the location of John Barlons by the sound of footsteps, thinking in his heart when he would have the opportunity to kill this guy who he had been looking for for a long time.

The Americans began intense preparations, first of all, by lighting a bonfire twenty or thirty meters away from the position.

This was done to prevent the Japanese from sneaking up, and the flares in the hands of the Americans were very limited, so they could only use this simple way to prevent the Japanese from sneaking up, but the Americans did not dare to stay near the fire, and after setting the fire far away, they immediately stayed away from the fire.

If the Japanese want to sneak attack, they must cross the area illuminated by the firelight, which is equivalent to using the Americans as a target, and the limited firelight allows Yu Yang to see the traces of the American troops clearly, at least he can vaguely see the approximate location of John Barlons.

Within ten minutes of rest, the Japanese attacked again, and during this period, Yu Yang did not communicate much with the American soldiers.

There was a ready-made foxhole under Yu Yang's body, lying directly on the ground, Yu Yang held his weapon and aimed at the Japanese in the distance, the Japanese charging soldiers added up to about one or two hundred people, the cat bent forward cautiously to explore the way, stopped before the firelight, and could only see some figures shaking.

An American soldier fired a shot at a suspected Japanese position, and after Yu Yang saw the American soldier shooting, he immediately waved his hand and shouted: "Shoot first, these Japanese are looking for our position, preparing artillery fire to cover, disperse, disperse!" ”

Yu Yang shouted as he left the foxhole and walked towards a location not far away.

After hearing Yu Yang's words, more than a dozen American soldiers left the established position, hid behind the position, and just ran out for a distance, the Japanese artillery fire fell on the position of the previous American army, all of which were some mortars and grenadiers, and there were not many of them, but if there was no reminder from Yu Yang just now, the American army might have to pay a lot of price.

"After the artillery fire is over, do you know that you will return to the position as soon as possible? Although the artillery and infantry coordination of the Japanese was not as good as that of the Germans, it was not weak and ready to fight! ”

John Barlons kept his eyes on the position, and the distance was about ten meters, compared to the Japanese who were thirty meters away, the American army still had some distance advantages.

"It's sir!" After a few American soldiers next to him finished speaking, they quickly began to check their ammunition, and the artillery fire began to weaken, and the Japanese shells were sometimes more than the lives of the soldiers, and they could shell the position, and this time the Japanese could be said to have made the most bloody investment.

When the last shell fell on the ground, a group of American soldiers quickly rushed back to their positions, John Barons was not very far from Yu Yang, Yu Yang's eyes kept staring at this guy, looking for time to strike, but when Yu Yang rushed to the position, he temporarily gave up this place, and the Japanese had already rushed above the American position.

Yu Yang still underestimated the Japanese spirit of not wanting to die, and the United States waited until the artillery fire was over before rushing to the position.

However, the Japanese did it even more ruthlessly, and before the artillery fire was over, they had already begun to charge, and the artillery fire of their own people rushed to the front of the American artillery fire, and the Japanese who were running fast had already come to the empty American position just now.

"Damn, I can only kill these Japanese first!" Yu Yang raised his M1 Garand rifle and shot at a Japanese not far away, and there were flares rising into the air above his head, Yu Yang squinted his eyes to adapt to the brightness, turned his head and looked around, in just a few seconds, more than 20 Japanese people had rushed to the position, and once again prepared for the Americans to meet in hand.

However, this time the Americans were very different from the last time, the last time the Americans lacked ammunition, and the rifle in their hands was a burning stick, so they had to engage in a white-knuckle battle with the Japanese, but this time, the Americans were replenished and the ammunition was sufficient, Yu Yang did not plan to entangle more with the Japanese, and immediately shot after seeing the Japanese.

M1 Garand rifle, at this time the shooting ability is vividly embodied, three Japanese carrying bayonets are about to rush to Yu Yang, Yu Yang shot one by one without pressure to kill the three Japanese, when he fell, there was still a distance of three or four meters from the nearest Japanese to Yu Yang, Yu Yang shot while touching his previous foxhole and his M4A1 and AM were still in the pit.

However, when Yu Yang walked over, he found that the foxhole could no longer stay and was half blown up, Yu Yang gritted his teeth, put the two weapons in this place first, and picked up the Thomson submachine gun with sufficient ammunition, M4A1 only had one magazine left, and AM was not suitable for melee combat at all.

A counter-charge of the U.S. army, it only took less than a minute, and the position had been taken, and twenty or thirty Japanese who rushed to the position were beaten back before they could stand firmly, Yu Yang looked at the retreating Japanese and frowned, not understanding why Japan retreated so decisively this time.

"Be careful! The Japanese fired! Just when Yu Yang was puzzled, the Japanese artillery position in the distance once again exerted its might, because there were flares, it could be clearly seen that three or four hundred meters away, the Japanese had a mortar position, six or seven mortars fired at the same time, and one shell fell neatly on the US position.

"Grass, these little Japan are really not human life!" Yu Yang found a crater in embarrassment, and the probability of a cannonball falling in the same crater was about the same as winning the lottery, and Yu Yang hoped that he would not have such good luck.

Now there are still a few Japanese soldiers and wounded soldiers who are retreating slowly on the position, and there are many Japanese not far from the position.

These Japanese don't care about the lives of their comrades-in-arms at all, and a round of artillery fire may kill some of their allies, but the Japanese don't care at all, the most worthless thing in the war is human life.