A kilometer away from the Japanese reinforcements, the captain ran in the middle of the team, very anxious, especially after the explosions on the battlefield stopped.

"Everyone speed up and reinforce the battlefield!" The captain shouted as he ran.

"The riflemen are all loaded with bayonets, the machine gunners are loaded with bullets, the Eighth Route Army has already begun to attack, and their offensive distance is higher than ours, and they must rush to the defense line one step ahead. We must take advantage of their unstable foothold to attack the line and destroy them with bayonets. ”

"Mortar squadrons, heavy machine gun squadrons, keep up with the team and provide fire support to the troops at any time."

"Warriors, kill ......"

The captain sharply drew his command knife and held it high in his hand, and the blade forward, like a knight, shouted loudly.

After rushing forward for two hundred meters, gunfire came from the defensive line.

The captain was even more anxious than just now: "We have to speed up, the remaining imperial troops on the defense line are holding on to the last stage, and it must be that the Eighth Route Army is about to rush to their position." ”

"The troops spread out in battle formation, and we will kill them all the way."

The devils on the second line of defense are concentrated on the first line of trenches, so the casualties are greater.

There was no less than a squad of the two infantry squadrons that could still catch their breath, and quite a few were wounded or blown unconscious.

Before many people could wake up, they were suddenly caught up by the offensive fire from the guard battalion.

A small number of more than a dozen old devils who reacted quickly desperately counterattacked, killing and wounding many soldiers of the guard battalion.

But as soon as they shot, they exposed themselves.

At least one machine gun stared at their hiding place, and the bullets flew by like money.

Recruits are afraid of artillery, veterans are afraid of machine guns.

The devils are very strong in combat, but in the face of the impenetrable rain of bullets, they are helpless.

Either they will be beaten into a sieve, or they will be a turtle with a shrunken head, hiding in the trenches without showing their heads......

Chen Quan stared at the guard battalion all the way, not wanting to waste a second.

When he saw the guard battalion killing the Japanese line, he immediately shouted.

"The guard battalion has occupied the Japanese position, the air defense battalion has accelerated and rushed forward, using the shortest time to set up machine guns to prepare for battle, and the little devils are about to rush over."

Rushing to the position, the smoke that permeated the place had not yet dissipated, and under the cover of night, everywhere was gray.

More than 300 corpses of devils, some intact and some blown up, fell to the ground in various postures, and can be seen everywhere.

The air was filled with a pungent and strong smell of blood.

Chen Quan didn't care about this, his brows furrowed and he began to scan the entire position to determine the specific location of the anti-aircraft machine gun.

In a few seconds, a commanding height in the middle of the position entered Chen Quan's field of vision, and he raised his eyebrows and began to give orders.

"The terrain is the highest there, and three anti-aircraft machine guns are arranged to fight the follow-up units of the reinforcements, and a company and a platoon go there."

"A company and two platoons went to the left flank of the position and hit the little devil in the center from the side."

"The second company and one platoon go to the right flank of the position, and the task is the same as that of the first company and two platoons."

"Others defend head-on."

"I'm going to use the three firepower nets of high, medium and low to beat the little devils who came over at one time."

The captain of the devil brigade had a very bad premonition.

The gunfire on the line stopped after just over a minute, and then a large number of figures appeared on the position.

After another minute, the figures were gone.

In the huge battlefield, except for the faint sound of artillery not far away, there was no movement at all.

On the battlefield, what soldiers fear most is quiet.

It means that the enemy must be brewing something he doesn't know about.

The Eighth Route Army, which had just occupied the defensive line, must have seen itself, and would not remain indifferent as it approached the defensive line.

The captain was tempted to order the troops to stop, conduct artillery reconnaissance first, blow up the conspiracy prepared by the opponent, and then attack.

But time is running out for me.

The Eighth Route Army had just occupied the defensive line and had not yet gained a firm foothold.

Conspiracy or not, launching an attack now has the best chance of regaining position.

If you wait one more minute, the more stable the temporary defensive line established by the Eighth Route Army on the position, and the slimmer the chances of retaking the position will be.

Before leaving, the wing commander gave a death order to hold the second line of defense at all costs, otherwise everyone's efforts yesterday would be in vain, and everything would have to start from scratch.

The captain decided to take a gamble.

Seize the opportunity of the Eighth Route Army's unstable foothold, regardless of whether there is a conspiracy on the position, and attack fiercely.

If you succeed, everyone will be happy.

Failed, retreated and re-attacked.

Raising the command knife that he had been holding in his hand, he commanded decisively.

"The infantry spread out in battle formation, assaulted the position, and recaptured it from the Eighth Route Army."

"Heavy machine-gun squadrons, mortar squadrons, set up positions on the spot to cover infantry assaults."

On the position, Chen Quan half-squatted at the commanding heights of the position, staring at the little devil who had killed him without blinking, both excited and looking forward to it.

Three anti-aircraft machine guns were mounted on a tripod, with long barrels sticking out of the position, pointing directly at the little devil a few hundred meters away.

The Heavy holds the handle of the machine gun tightly, with the butt on his shoulder, and aims at the imps who are getting closer and closer through the crosshairs.

The ammunition man crouched next to him, changing the magazine of the machine gun at any time.

"Battalion commander, the devil has divided his troops!" The platoon commander who was squatting next to him reminded.

"I saw it!" Chen Quan's expression remained unchanged and he replied.

"Pass it on: a company and a platoon crossed the devil infantry to hit the artillery behind, a company of two platoons, two companies and a platoon, attacking the devil heavy machine gun squadron from both flanks of the position, and it just so happened that they also arranged two machine gun positions."

"The others are attacking the little devil infantry head-on, and they can only shoot at my command!"

The Japanese army was stationed, and Takahashi Daisa's eyes never left the battlefield.

Whether the reinforcements can recapture the lost second line of defense and hold on to yesterday's results depends on the next assault.

As for the artillery, he was already out of hope.

The three mountain artillery squadrons and the two infantry artillery squads were simply turned around by the garrison's less than 20 mortars.

Other artillery units are still gathering troops, and the next thing is to establish artillery positions and determine the firing of Zhuyuan before they can open fire.

By the time they do all this, the battle may be over.

"Sir, there are still two hundred meters of reinforcements about to attack, and the Eighth Route Army must not be ready, otherwise how could it not be shot." The chief of staff was confident about the next assault.

Takahashi did not speak.

Although it was only one day and one night of contact with the garrison regiment, the garrison regiment's strong combat effectiveness, fearless combat style, and unpredictable tactical tactics were ...... All left a deep impression on him.

In the face of such an opponent, his confidence to win this battle was exhausted as early as daytime.

At this moment, in the face of this raid battle that had not yet started, he didn't know what unknowns were filled with it.

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