At most, after a bowl of tea, the sky once again resounded with the screech of a cannonball tearing through the air. While familiarly burrowing into the anti-artillery hole in the trench to avoid the shells, Li Jiashun opened his voice and shouted: "Go to the top of the observation post!" But don't you want to stare at the little devil to death......."

As soon as the words fell, at an observation post not too far from Li Jiashun, the sentry's throat-tearing shout was already heard: "The devil stepped on the explosion point and rushed up...... There are at least more than 200 devils, all of them ......"

Before the shouting fell, with a violent explosion, the observation post, which was still screaming hoarsely, suddenly stopped moving. At another observation post, a little farther away, a small horn sounded suddenly.

Wiping a handful of slush on his head that was knocked down by a cannonball, Li Jiashun squatted in the anti-artillery hole and shouted: "Don't show your head to anyone!" Correspondent...... Correspondent......"

Under the dense artillery fire, the two communicators quickly drilled out of the anti-artillery holes where they were hiding, and almost in unison shouted to Li Jiashun, who was close at hand: "Commander, what order?" ”

Stretching out his hands and dragging the two correspondents into the anti-artillery hole where he was hiding, Li Jiashun shouted almost close to the ears of the two correspondents: "Don't show your head when you call the big guy, don't fall for the little devil!" All those with rifles are loaded with bayonets, let the machine guns on the second line of defense be ready, and when the devils pounce in front of the first line of defense, first give the devils a head and cover their faces, and then we will charge back! As long as you mix with the devil, the devil's cannon will be useless! Remember, the trumpet sounded seven times before charging, and before rushing there was a row of grenades! Repeat! ”

Quickly repeating Li Jiashun's order, the two messengers quickly rushed out of the narrow anti-artillery hole where Li Jiashun was hiding, and climbed over the trench with their hands and feet. Whenever they passed through an anti-artillery hole where the squad and platoon commanders of the Eighth Route Army were hidden, the correspondent would squeeze into the narrow anti-artillery hole and convey orders to the squad and platoon commanders of the Eighth Route Army who were hiding from the artillery fire, and then the squad and platoon commanders of the Eighth Route Army would spread the orders......

Sticking out his head from the anti-artillery hole to look at the two communicators who had disappeared at both ends of the trench, Li Jiashun was about to replenish the ammunition of the 20-round pistol magazine of Dezao, which had been shot in the air, but suddenly found that Yang Chao had rushed out of the anti-artillery hole not far from him, and he bent his waist and quickly rushed towards the lightning-shaped communication trench in front of the two trenches.

With his mouth wide open, Li Jiashun whispered to himself in disbelief: "What the hell is this...... Fang just played well, how can he ...... in the blink of an eye Cowardly? ”

also saw Yang Chao get into the lightning-shaped communication trench between the two trenches, and the chestnut group also widened his eyes inexplicably, while loading the empty magazine with bullets, he opened his voice and shouted at Li Jiashun, who was not far from him: "What kind of trick is this?" At the beginning, he played with a good eye, how can he turn his head and run now? ”

Fiercely stuffing the magazine full of bullets into the loading port of the German-made twenty-shot pistol, Li Jiashun burst out and shouted, "Where the hell do I know....... It's not uncommon to be cowardly when I go back to the battlefield, but I fought quite bravely just now, and I was cowardly after the blink of an eye....... It's really rare! Okay, I can't take care of him at this time, old chestnut, ready? ”

Turning his hand and pulling out a long dagger from behind his waist, the chestnut group flashed the household goods in his hands towards Li Jiashun, and responded with confidence: "I've been doing my work for many years, what else are you going to prepare?" When the time comes, let's get on it! ”

He also took out a broad-bladed short knife with a cowhide handguard from behind his waist, and Li Jiashun tied the broad-bladed short knife with a cowhide handguard to his left hand, while listening intently to the distance of the cannonball's landing point. When the shell landing point gradually began to extend in the direction of the second trench, Li Jiashun suddenly drilled out of the anti-artillery hole, turned over and lay on the trench on his side: "Trumpeter, blow the trumpet!" ”

The loud trumpet of the charge, almost like lightning piercing through the dark clouds, tore apart the rumbling cannons, sounded on the wide front. Accompanied by the loud brass horn sound of the charge, a series of long bursts of machine-gun shots suddenly rang out from some of the machine-gun positions preset on the second trench. Perhaps knowing that the Japanese artillery would attack the exposed machine gun positions at the first opportunity, almost every machine gun position would only sound two or three long bursts, and then it was replaced by the endless-sounding explosion of the earth machine gun.

Almost stepping on the bombing point of the artillery shells to attack the position of the Eighth Route Army, the Japanese soldiers who kept leaping forward with their waists on their backs were at first wary of counterattack fire in the trenches that were getting closer and closer, and they looked very cautious between their actions. But until the artillery fire began to extend, there was still not the slightest movement in the first trench set up by the Eighth Route Army, which naturally made many Japanese soldiers relax their vigilance slightly, and even the pace of the attack gradually accelerated.

It's also strange to say that on the ground covered with a thick layer of snow, you can always step on some frozen hard ice under the snow. In particular, the suede shoes issued by the Japanese army were even more lackluster in terms of non-slip. The closer they got to the preset position of the Eighth Route Army, the more the Japanese troops who wanted to charge forward slipped step by step. When the trumpet suddenly sounded in the trenches that were close at hand, and the second trench also sounded the sound of long-point firing of machine guns, the Japanese soldiers who could not stand on their feet at all were caught off guard, and they had no time to make accurate tactical evasion actions, and they were immediately knocked down, and the remaining Japanese soldiers also fell heavily on the snow, and suddenly there was a scene of people turning over on their backs.

Before the fallen Japanese soldiers could stand up, a large number of grenades flew in the sky like tired birds returning to their nests. Although most of the grenades were made in Jin, and there were even horsetail grenades made in a hurry, the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army who threw the bombs were obviously veterans who had been in battle, and almost every grenade was ejected at the right time, and all the grenades exploded in mid-air!

The barrage of grenades that suddenly exploded in mid-air made the screams and wails from the mouths of the Japanese soldiers lying on the ground resound. Almost in mid-air, before the smoke from the grenade was blown away by the wind, a group of soldiers of the Eighth Route Army had jumped out of the trench with bayonets and rushed towards the Japanese soldiers who rushed to the front of the trench with a roar.

Straw was tied to the cloth shoes he was wearing, and even a pair of straw sandals made of new wheat straw were simply put on, and every soldier of the Eighth Route Army who jumped out of the trench ran fast on the slippery ice, but not a single one slipped under his feet. In just a face-to-face effort, several Japanese soldiers who barely stood up with their guns in their hands, but they couldn't stand up at all, let alone put on a standard stabbing posture, had been stabbed to the ground by the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army who rushed to the ground.

In the roar of several Japanese veterans, the Japanese soldiers who were lucky enough not to be injured quickly rolled and gathered on the snow, forming a group of three or five stabbing formations, roaring and attacking the approaching soldiers of the Eighth Route Army.

Apparently he had received special training in joint stabbing and was in the middle of the stabbing formation, a Japanese soldier who was facing the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army suddenly let out a strange scream, and the 38 big cover with bayonets in his hand almost spared no effort, and stabbed at the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army in front of him regardless of it.

Subconsciously dialed a block, facing the bayonet that he tried his best to block, the Eighth Route Army soldier didn't even have time to re-aim the rifle with the bayonet in his hand at the target again, and the other two Japanese soldiers had already rushed forward with an arrow, and the two bayonets stabbed the Eighth Route Army soldier into the ribs like lightning.

With a cruel smile and turning the 38 cover in his hand and expanding the area of the wound caused by the bayonet attack, the two Japanese soldiers who had succeeded in the first blow cruelly watched the Eighth Route Army soldier who was clenching his teeth and falling down in pain and curled up in pain and struggled, and then suddenly pulled out his bayonet and pounced on another Eighth Route Army soldier who was rushing over with red eyes and roaring......

It was just a short bowl of tea, and the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army, who had beaten the Japanese army coldly and took advantage of some advantages, were stabbed to the ground by the Japanese soldiers one after another. There were several groups of Japanese soldiers who had succeeded in assassinating one after another, and they even greeted each other and formed a loose net formation, slowly encompassing some soldiers of the Eighth Route Army who had not had time to see the battlefield situation clearly, showing the appearance of strangulation in formation!

Raising his hand and shooting over a Japanese soldier who was howling towards him, Li Jiashun watched in horror as the stray bullet that penetrated from behind the Japanese soldier flew away, and then he took a heavy breath, turned around and rushed a few steps, waved the broad-bladed short knife he was wearing on his left hand, and slashed the back of the neck of a Japanese soldier who wanted to sneak up on the chestnut group in the back.

didn't care about wiping the black blood that sprayed his face, Li Jiashun squinted at the chestnut group and let go of the bayonet stabbed by a Japanese soldier who was facing him, hit the side of the Japanese soldier, and stabbed the long dagger into the waist of the Japanese soldier, and then shouted urgently at the chestnut group: "I'm afraid it won't work like this...... These little devils are all hard stubble with bayonets, and if we continue to fight like this, we will have to suffer! ”

raised his hand and shot a Japanese soldier in the distance, and the chestnut group also responded urgently: "What the hell is wrong...... Our old army is full of old soldiers, and ordinary devils don't say it's easy to deal with, but as long as you are careful, you won't be ...... Dodge! ”

Kicking Li Jiashun to the side with a sudden kick, the chestnut group raised his hand and crossed the twenty-shot pistol in his hand, and swept straight towards the four or five Japanese soldiers who pounced on him silently. Seeing that the Japanese soldiers fell to the sky, the chestnut group didn't have time to breathe a sigh of relief, but out of the corner of his eye, he had already seen a soldier of the Eighth Route Army who was hit in the shoulder by a stray bullet that penetrated the Japanese soldier's body, and he was so anxious that he jumped to his feet again and again: "This fucking can't be beaten...... It's easy to toss such a big scene, and the devil can take it down with one face...... Damn shame to throw it in front of the ancestral tablet, wow......."

Gritting his teeth fiercely, Li Jiashun roared sharply: "Communist Party members and Communist Youth League members follow me, and they will fight to the death to block the devil!" Old chestnut, you take the other comrades to withdraw and drag the wounded back......."

With a glaring of eyes, the chestnut group unceremoniously yelled back at Li Jiashun: "Lao Tzu is also a fucking Communist Party member!" ”