Jun Cao said to the recruits beside him, "You know...... What is a samurai? ”

The devil lying in the snow raised his steel helmet to look at the military cao in front of him, and the nearby devils all heard the military cao and looked over.

So he turned his body over and changed to a half-lying back on the ridge, with his steel helmet resting on the earth and snow, looking at the cold blue sky, and saying, "The samurai are cherry blossoms." Cherry blossoms are beautiful, not because of individuals, but because they bloom together, bloom together, and fall together.

Cherry blossom...... The most beautiful time is not when it blooms, but when it withers. All withered overnight, and none of them were left on the branches. Because they have created brilliance, they will not be surpassed, not even themselves. This...... It's samurai, it's bushido. ”

Jun Cao said very forgetfully, his tone was leisurely, long, and he said that he himself was drunk, and the devils who were lying behind the ridge began to miss the spring of their hometown, Tao Taoran. The mobilization effect is very good, the cold is not cold, the shaking is not shaking, the fear is not afraid, and it is absolutely not difficult to charge across the bridge in one breath.

Jun Cao was still looking up at the sky, but he didn't blink at first, because he saw a black dot in the sky, as if it was also fluttering, first slowly, then like? fluttered again, but it became bigger and bigger, like a little ink droplet that was impregnating and spreading,

"Cover—" Jun Cao shouted violently, and curled up in embarrassment.

Boom - the ground behind the ridge shook violently, flying earth, blowing sand, and falling snow.

The devils, who were still nostalgic for the spring of their hometown, didn't understand what was going on, and lay in the snow listening to the clanging of steel helmets.

Jun Cao's first reaction was that his grenadier was fired by mistake, and he sat up sharply after the smoke of gunpowder rose, wanting to scold the rear, but before he opened his mouth, he felt that it was wrong, the direction of the black dots...... It's west of the North Shore! Why is that?

"There are grenadiers on the eight roads!" The lines that originally wanted to face south to scold their own people were changed to hiss warnings.

This ridge is very close to the south bridgehead, and along the northwest wind, there is a light impact that reaches the ears of the devil army Cao.

Bang - bang - bang ......

It was the sound of the grenade being fired again and again, and it sounded at rapid intervals, proving that this shot just now was an accurate test firing!

The voice was not loud, but it sounded like a heavy hammer to Jun Cao, smashing his vigilant heart again and again. The time seemed to be so long, so long that there was no reaction from his men, the urging voice was still soft, and there was no better shelter near this ridge, which was too close to the bunkers on the other side. Jun Cao tried to stand up, but he couldn't, and now he felt a sharp pain in his back, and the warmth that was rapidly flowing out of his body. I had to grit my teeth and get up on my knees instead, facing north, and waved: "All charge!" ”

There is no time to wait for the general offensive fire to suppress, this position is about to become a hell where grenades fall, veterans are veterans, the devil army Cao decisively made the decision he thought was right at the critical moment without hesitation, there was no time to coordinate, he believed that the captain saw all this, and the heavy machine gun would fire in advance because of the early occurrence of the charge.

At the moment when Jun Cao just shouted the order to charge, at the moment when the seventeen devils were about to get up in a hurry, the second grenade fell, and then the third, and then the fourth...... At intervals of two or three seconds, explode, explode again, without stopping.

The heavy machine guns went off, all the machine guns began to go off, and the devil captain in the rear was not slow to react and understood. The rain of bullets flew to the bridgehead, to another machine-gun position northeast of the bridgehead, and even the infantry hiding place between the two machine-gun positions was taken care of by machine guns.

The sand and gravel were flying, the earth and snow were falling, the explosions, the heavy machine-gun fire, and the decisive reaction of the soldier Cao, twelve devils rushed out of the gunsmoke, jumped out of the sill, and raised their bayonets to the bridge. After the ridge, two devils died from a grenade explosion; The two devils were running sideways in a panic, and the two of them were stunned by the shock wave of the grenade explosion, one of them rushed out without knowing the direction, and the other just followed, rushing out towards the east; Another was injured in the leg by shrapnel and could no longer stand up, so he could only continue to curl up behind the ridge in pain.

The three devils who had not been in place in time had stopped crawling, lying in the snow, feeling the debris falling from the air constantly smashing their steel helmets and backs, and watching the half-kneeling back of Jun Cao no longer hold on, and fell into the sand caused by another explosion.

Twelve devils rushed onto the bridge, and the firing holes of the bridgehead were being beaten to ashes by the various machine guns covering behind them, flying sand and falling to the earth, and the density of bullets was terrifying, and the machine guns in the bridgehead could not be set up at all; The defensive machine gun position in the distance also failed to machine gun fire, and was also suppressed by the instantaneous burst of bullets. They rushed in stride, victory was within reach, thirty meters away, twenty meters away.

……

The tower's machine-gun crew couldn't get up, and for the first time he had experienced such intensive suppressive fire, he could only shrink under cover, feeling the sand on his head stirred up by bullets like rain and mist, hitting the brim of his hat, falling into his neckline, and cursing the devil's grandmother in the whistling sound.

The charge came too suddenly, there was no warning at all, the horse's legs leaned in the single soldier pit and couldn't lie down, he was shouting at the top of his throat, asking a few of his recruits to calm down, fire grenades, and be ready to wait for him to give an order to throw all his strength in the direction of the pillbox, and then in the rain of bullets, he stretched out his head again and shook quickly in the direction of the stone bridge, and then shrank down, according to the speed of the devil's charge on the bridge, silently counted down in his heart.

Gazi maintained a kneeling position, holding the grenadier in the pit, waiting for his assistant to reload the twelfth grenade, and the soldier in charge of covert observation suddenly began to shout: "They rushed out!" The devil is on the bridge! ”

The news made Gazi push away his assistant, who was about to continue loading, and poked his head out from the edge of the pit, where twelve devils were desperately crossing the bridge in his sight. It was an accident for both parties!

"Ready to load!" Ga Zi shouted, then changed the direction of the grenadier in his hand, stepped on the hoe, and half-knelt again, aiming at the bridgehead. It's too late to stop the devils who rush the bridge, so they can only hope to bombard the bridgehead to give the company commander support, after all, the bridgehead can't be bombarded by a grenade, but this can create trouble for the devils who try to get close to the bridgehead throwing grenades, and if they can't get it, they can only fight like this, if there is no bridgehead now, everyone can't leave, and this bridgehead will in turn become a demon that kills their own people.

……

In the bunker, the two shooting holes facing the south bank and facing the bridge deck seem to be falling hail, stray bullets, ricochets and flying sand and rocks roaring endlessly, and the bullets that fly into the shooting holes by the density of bullets rain make the inner wall of the north crackle and fall to the earth.

The soldier who accompanied the company commander to shoot outward with a rifle tried to stretch out his head to observe, but before he could see the outside situation, his forehead turned red, and he covered the skin torn by the stray bullet and shrank under the shooting hole again, shouting in a panic: "The devil is going to cross the bridge!" It's coming! Captain! ”

shouted to the company commander, but there was no response, and he raised his bloody face, only to find that the company commander was not at the firing position and was not around.

"I don't want to be blown up! I don't want to! A voice shouted.

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