On the battlefield, once a commander loses his sanity, the price is the lives of his soldiers.

There was no problem with the initial tactical arrangement of Subee Hironojin, but the judgment of the defensive strength of the independent battalion was not accurate enough.

However, if he can calm down at the first time and reformulate the battle plan, with the strength of two Japanese squadrons, he will definitely be able to pose a great threat to Zhao Dayong and Zhou He.

Moreover, once Subee Hironojin chooses to stalemate and is not in a hurry to attack, then the 1st and 3rd companies can only stay here and be on guard all the time, unable to support the battle on the southern slope.

When the two divisions of Lin Guozhong and Zhou Zuopeng launched another attack, firmly pinning down the first and third companies was likely to cause the independent battalion to suffer heavy losses or even a rout.

But at this time, Xu Bee Guangzhijin was only thinking about how to escape punishment, and he was completely out of order, so he gave Zhao Dayong and Zhou He a chance.

In the face of the almost chaotic attack of the Japanese army, Zhao Dayong slapped his thigh and said to Zhou He next to him with a grin:

"See? The little devil was stunned and wanted to fight with us; But we now have an absolute terrain advantage, and the firepower is not weaker than the devil at all, it seems that this is destined to be a clean victory!

Hurry up and fight, and after the fight, you can go back to support the battle on the southern slope! ”

However, Zhou He was not as optimistic as Zhao Dayong.

Although it seems that the Japanese attack is chaotic at present, the distance between the two sides is still more than 300 meters, and the vegetation on the northern slope of Phoenix Mountain is more dense than that on the southern slope, and the line of sight is not particularly good, so it is impossible to carry out accurate shooting in a large area.

This meant that they would not be able to strike effectively against the Japanese as they advanced, and the number of enemy casualties would not be too great.

Once the Japanese army advanced the distance to about 150 meters, with the shooting accuracy of the Japanese soldiers, their own side would not be able to occupy an absolute advantage at all.

That is, in the case of close combat, the proportion of casualties between the two sides will not differ much.

At present, the devil still has two full squadrons left, and even more; And there are exactly twice as many people on their side as the enemy.

If they chose to engage in positional warfare with the enemy at a distance of about 150 meters, they would have to pay the price of a company's strength even if they could win the final victory.

And that's still the best outcome.

In case something happens to this, such as the devil's artillery to assist in the attack, the outcome is still unknown.

Seeing Zhou He bowing his head and muttering, Zhao Dayong pushed him suspiciously:

"What's wrong? You shouldn't be scared, right? ”

Zhou He glared at Zhao Dayong helplessly and said:

"Less! Now that the devils have figured out our specific location, think about it, what should we do if they stop when they advance to about 150 meters, and then mobilize artillery support? ”

Listening to Zhou He's words, Zhao Dayong was stunned for a moment.

He did ignore that.

Before, the devils also "thrown" more than a dozen shells at them, but none of them were aimed at them.

But that's because the devils didn't know they were ambushed here.

But now that the two sides have taken care of each other, with the character of a devil, it is likely to mobilize artillery fire to assist in the attack.

Thinking like this, a layer of cold sweat instantly oozed from Zhao Dayong's head, and he looked at Zhou He and said eagerly:

"What then? Why don't we rush over and fight the devil with bayonets! ”

Zhao Dayong thought that Zhou He would refuse, but he didn't expect Zhou He to nod heavily:

"This is the only way, only when the people on both sides are entangled can they restrain the devil's artillery."

Before the expansion of the independent battalion, Zhou He was the most stable of the several company commanders, while Zhao Dayong was the one who fought the fiercest.

With the two of them guarding the north slope to guard against Kumasaburo Okamoto, Liu Cheng was not worried at all.

Zhao Dayong, who liked hand-to-hand combat, heard that Zhou He agreed to his proposal, and got up from the ground at that time, and ordered loudly to the herald beside him:

"Tell the whole company to get ready for battle!"

A few minutes later, Zhao Dayong pulled out the shell gun on his waist, fired three shots into the sky, and roared loudly:

"Brothers, rush with me! Kill all the little devils! ”

"Kill! ……”

A company of 360 soldiers roared in unison, jumped out of the trenches, and rushed towards the Japanese troops on the opposite side.

Immediately afterwards, the soldiers of the third company also rushed out of the trenches under the leadership of Zhou He and rushed to the Japanese army who was urgently building fortifications.

Whisker Hiroyuki, who was holding a telescope to observe this side, changed his face and his expression became even more gloomy.

Zhou He's judgment was not wrong at all, although Subee Hironojin ordered the attack in anger, but at the same time, he also informed the artillery remaining in the rear of the company's azimuth coordinates, asking them to carry out artillery support strikes.

As soon as the fighters of two companies left the trenches, three shells fell one after the other on the positions of one company; One of the shells also landed accurately into the trench.

If they hadn't left, this single shell would have killed more than 30 people.

Subee Hiroyuki looked gloomily at the more than seven hundred fighters who were rushing towards them, and the muscles on his face trembled vigorously.

He didn't expect the defense of the northern slope to be so strong, twice as strong as theirs.

And judging from the speed and momentum of those warriors' charges, these warriors must not be unfamiliar with white-knuckle combat.

The destruction of the artillery support plan meant that they would have to pay an even greater price.

But at this time, it's useless to say anything, you can only fight with all your might.

"Yaga ......" Mustache Hironojin scolded in a low voice, then stood up violently, raised his hand and pulled out the command knife and pointed forward:

"Kill the chicken and give it! Offensive! Offensive! Kill all these abominable Shinas! ”

As soon as his order came out, the Japanese soldiers immediately jumped out from behind their bunkers with a scream and rushed towards the fighters of the independent battalion.

The shouts of the soldiers of the independent battalion, the roars of the Japanese soldiers, the muffled sound of sharp blades piercing the flesh, and the cries of pain of fatal injuries are all intertwined, perfectly interpreting the tragedy and tragedy of the battlefield.

Many people say that the Japanese soldiers have a bushido spirit, and when they fight bayonets, they withdraw their bullets first and never shoot.

This is true, but it has nothing to do with the spirit.

That's because the Japanese soldiers' Type 38 rifles use pointed bullets, which have strong penetration and power, and it is easy to injure their own people when they shoot in white-knuckle combat, so they will do this.

Also, in many film and television works, the Chinese army soldiers will shoot in white-knuckle battles, and they are jokingly called "shoot if you can't beat it, and bury it for fun".

But in fact, the Chinese army also does not shoot in white-knuckle combat, because it is afraid of injuring its own people by mistake......