In the Xinmaling blocking position, a trench more than 500 meters long spans the mountainside, dividing the road to Lingqiu in two.

More than a thousand warriors were scattered in this trench, sweating profusely.

Some were wielding shovels to deepen the trenches, others were reinforcing the trenches with freshly collected logs, and others were digging anti-artillery holes and building machine-gun emplacements out of sandbags.

"Regiment commander, time is limited, and the position can only be cultivated like this." Hong Linfeng reported with a frown.

The attack came so suddenly that the garrison was unprepared and could only respond in a hurry.

Cultivating a position like this in such a short period of time is already the limit of the chief of staff.

Li Hao wrung his brows, shook his head and retorted: "No, just this trench is too dangerous." ”

"The little devil has planes in the sky, artillery on the ground, and tank cover, and a cannon fire can raze the trenches to the ground, how can he hold out until dark."

"Pass my order, except for the troops who reinforced the position, all the others go to the back of the position to dig individual bunkers, starting from the trenches to the top of the mountain, dig at least three hundred for me, and hide two soldiers in each individual bunker."

Half an hour later, a series of explosions loomed over, very violent.

Li Hao was at least five kilometers away from the battlefield, and he could still hear it clearly.

"It's an aerial bomb dropped by an airplane, and the little devils are definitely attacking the mobile battalion with the plane." Hong Linfeng analyzed with a solemn face.

Li Hao nodded, his face was very ugly.

The battle situation faced by the mobile battalion was even worse than here.

Marching in front of the Japanese army, when encountering favorable terrain, leaving at least one platoon of troops in place to block the Japanese puppet army, aiming at the annihilation of the entire army.

When Li Hao rushed to the Xinmaling blocking position, the company that first undertook the blocking task had been wiped out under the joint attack of the Japanese air-ground attack, and not a single soldier had withdrawn.

The Japanese troops dispatched planes again, and it must have been which blocking force caused trouble for the Japanese troops, and then suffered a retaliatory strike.

Those blocking troops did not have time to repair their positions, so they could only take advantage of the terrain and hide on the spot.

Either hiding behind rocks, crouching behind bushes, or lying directly on the ground, completely exposed to the nose of the plane.

Aerial bombs fell from the sky, and they had no way to hide.

If it was a platoon that was attacked, only one aerial bomb was needed to reimburse them all.

Thinking that the mobile battalion was missing at least one platoon of troops, Li Hao was both heartbroken and aggrieved.

Looking at the battlefield a few kilometers away, only the sound of firefighting could be heard, and he ordered very seriously.

"Order the troops to hurry up, the mobile battalion won't be able to withstand it for too long, and the little devil will be killed."

After another half hour, a motorized battalion of less than two hundred men appeared at the end of the road.

Riding a war horse, the wind rushed towards here.

"Regiment commander, I did not command the troops well, resulting in more than half of the casualties of the mobile battalion, and I request punishment." The battalion commander rushed to Li Hao, his eyes were red, and he reported with regret and heartache.

Losing half of the main battalion in three hours was indeed a bit of a loss, and the garrison regiment rarely fought such a battle when it was formed

But Li Hao had no choice.

Without their sacrifices, the main forces of the regiment would not have had time to build a defensive line here.

There is no defense line, and the garrison can't stop the Japanese puppet army from attacking, and the thousands of soldiers and civilians in Lingqiu City who haven't had time to transfer will definitely be wiped out......

Looking at the commander of the mobile battalion, he shook his head and comforted: "It's not your fault, and those fighters didn't die in vain." ”

"Not only did he kill the little devil, but he also bought a lot of time for the main force of the regiment."

"Look at the position behind us, without the dedication and sacrifice of those soldiers, we wouldn't have been able to repair it at all."

"Cheer up, don't be angry, today's efforts and sacrifices are to eliminate more little devils tomorrow."

"The battle has just begun, and now we have a chance to avenge the fallen warriors."

"Immediately go back to your own troops, do a good job in the ideological work of the soldiers, and continue to fight devils."

"However, there are only more than 200 people left in the mobile battalion, and the shelf of another battalion has no effect except bluffing, and it has also dispersed the limited troops, which cannot be used as a fist, and the combat effectiveness is greatly reduced."

"After you go back, you will immediately reorganize the troops, compress all the combat units into a reinforced company, you will be the company commander, the original company commander will be the platoon commander, the platoon commander will be the squad leader, and the squad leader will be the soldier."

After another half an hour, the Japanese forward units appeared.

The infantry took the lead, followed by tanks and armored vehicles, and swept towards the Xinmaling position like a big wave.

When there were still more than 500 meters to go, the Japanese troops stopped.

The scattered troops quickly assembled on the road, and the artillerymen who followed behind the tanks were not idle.

The mortars were fired in a row, with their muzzles held high, pointing halfway up the mountain.

Mountain artillery, infantry guns were shot in a row, and the long barrels were slowly raised and aimed at the mountainside.

In less than five minutes, a reorganized team of forwards was ready to attack.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

As in the previous attack, the Japanese army directly gave up the tentative attack and bombarded it with artillery when they came up.

Four mountain guns, two infantry guns, nine mortars, six tank guns, fired at the same time.

Shells of different calibers flew out of the barrels and smashed on the position like rain, splashing fire and raising black smoke.

Soldiers were constantly blown up into the sky along with dirt and wood, and then smashed everywhere like scattered flowers.

After only two rounds of shelling, the front line of the position was enveloped in smoke of gunpowder.

Li Hao and Hong Linfeng stood on the mountain ridge, their faces heavy.

Especially Hong Linfeng, his fists were clenched tightly, and his green tendons were exposed.

The position was built by him, and the time and materials were limited, so he would definitely not be able to withstand such a fierce artillery fire.

What he was most worried about was that the position would be blown into ruins by the Japanese army once it was useless.

In that case, the soldiers of the mobile battalion who sacrificed their lives to buy time for themselves would die in vain.

The Japanese obviously saw this as well, and the shells smashed into the position like no money, with a posture of not giving up if the position was razed to the ground.

The 500-meter-long position took 10 minutes to stop bombing.

Before the explosion was completely over, the gunfire rang out, and the eight heavy machine guns of the heavy machine gun squadron were mounted on the ground, and the muzzles of the guns were sprayed with tongues of fire, providing fire cover for the attacking troops.

"Boom ......"

The roar of the tanks also sounded, and six tanks swung their muzzles and staggered towards the position.

Each tank was followed by dozens of imps, about a squad of troops.

Looking down from the air, the little devil behind the tank and the tank are like six sharp swords, straight into the mountainside.

There was wind today, and the smoke that filled the position was quickly blown away.

There were hundreds of craters scattered densely along the front line of the position, and the original trenches were no longer visible.

"There are still people on the position...... Hong Linfeng stared at the position, and when he saw someone above getting up from the floating soil, he shouted excitedly.

The quiet position immediately became lively, some people crawled out of the floating soil, some people got out of the anti-artillery holes.

But within a few seconds, the excited smile on Hong Linfeng's face was gone.

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