After the bombing ended, the chief of staff quickly launched an operation to arrest the Japanese spies in accordance with Liang Shanhao's instructions.

The Japanese spies were very bold, and their radio station was set up in a small hotel opposite the headquarters of the 122nd Division.

The most dangerous place is the safest place.

The little imp spy also seems to be well aware of the truth of this adventure.

It's a pity that the little devil spy met Liang Shanhao, and if he dared to do bad things under Liang Shanhao's nose, he must be looking for death!

Almost bloodless, the chief of staff took the guard platoon to capture these little devil spies alive.

All the little devil spies were escorted to the division headquarters.

Liang Shanhao was just about to be interrogated, and there was another urgent military situation from the Jiehe position.

The Boundary River defense line is under the onslaught of the 10th Wing!

At that moment, Liang Shanhao could only shout: "Chief of Staff, Lao Tzu has no time to interrogate these spies!"

The chief of staff shouted: "Division, what should I do then?" Send them all to the headquarters of the Fifth Theater?"

Waving his hand at the chief of staff, Liang Shanhao shouted: "Send it back to the headquarters of the Fifth Theater and get manpower, but Lao Tzu is short of manpower now!" No time to spare! ”

Frowning slightly, the chief of staff shouted: "Master, then how to deal with this batch of devil spies now?"

Liang Shanhao shouted: "Lock it up first!" I'll wait until today's battle is over! ”

agreed, and the chief of staff shouted: "Company Commander Hu, take these devil spies down and watch them carefully!"

Company Commander Hu escorted several devil spies down.

At this time, the signal corps once again came with an urgent military situation!

The signal soldier shouted: "Report to the division, the 512th regiment has repelled the fourth attack of the devils, and now the devils are starting the fifth attack!"

His face suddenly sank, and the chief of staff shouted: "The Chichai Wing is going crazy at this time, specializing in the 512th Regiment, the division seat, should we send reserves to reinforce it?"

With a slight groan, Liang Shanhao shouted: "No, it's not the last moment, the reserves can't move no matter what, I believe that the 512th Regiment can hold the position!"

The chief of staff shouted: "Regimental seat! If there is no reinforcement at this time, I am afraid that if the little devil breaks through the position of the 512th regiment, the defense line of the Jiehe River will inevitably collapse, and the devil will be able to march to Tengxian County! ”

With a turbulent undercurrent on his face, Liang Shanhao shouted: "Chief of Staff, give an order to the commander of the 512th Regiment, ordering them to hold no matter what, and launch a counter-charge against the devil when necessary!"

The chief of staff shouted: "Division, counter-charge? It would be nice to be able to hold the ground at this time! You also ordered the 512th Regiment to launch a counter-charge, is this choice of tactics a bit inappropriate? ”

Liang Shanhao shouted, "No? Haven't you heard of it, Chief of Staff? The best offense is to defend, seize the right time to launch a counterattack against the devils, and the position can be kept! ”

Before crossing, Liang Shanhao watched the Bright Sword TV series a lot.

At the beginning of the TV series, Li Yunlong's new regiment was besieged by the Sakata United, and the situation was dire.

At this moment, Li Yunlongbing made a surprise move, and he was stunned to kill the captain of the Bantian United with one shot, and took the initiative to attack the Bantian United team.

In the end, the new group broke out of the encirclement of the devils.

Liang Shanhao admires Li Yunlong's style of leading troops to fight very much.

The more outnumbered you are, the more you have to show your desire to attack.

Soldiers should not stop charging, fight endlessly, and show their swords when they meet the enemy, and overwhelm the opponent in momentum.

Nodding, the chief of staff shouted: "The best offense is defense, offense instead of defense, and strive for the initiative in battle, since you can't send reinforcements, the 512 regiment can only do this!" Okay, I'll call the 512 regiment now! ”

……

The position of the 512th Regiment of the Jiehe Defense Line is like fire.

More than 900 fighters of the 512th Regiment have repelled seven attacks by the little devils in a row.

As soon as the seven attacks ended, the devil touched it again!

It seems that the 10th Wing has to take the position of the 512th Regiment today!

Staring at the little devil 300 meters away, the battalion commander shouted urgently: "Tuanzao, the little devil has killed again!"

Suddenly broke the hammer with 20 rings of Dezao, and the acting head of the regiment shouted: "Ge Laozi, the little devil has to share the victory or defeat with my 512 regiment today!" Pass my order and put the devil close before fighting! ”

With a word of agreement, the commander of the first battalion conveyed the order of the acting regiment commander.

At this time, the communications soldier ran from the headquarters with his waist bent.

The signal soldier shouted: "Regiment seat, the division headquarters ordered us to hold our positions and launch a counter-charge against the devils if necessary!"

The acting head shouted, "Got it!"

Twisting his face and glancing at the communications soldier, the acting regiment commander shouted again: "What? Counter-charge, are you sure you heard it right? ”

Nodding his head like pounding garlic, the signal soldier shouted: "Sure, this is an order from the division seat himself!"

The acting head of the regiment shouted: "Okay! Go down and keep in touch with the division! ”

With a word of agreement, the signal corps returned to the regimental command post.

While the two were talking, the devil had already entered the best distance for the rifle to fire.

At that moment, the acting head of the regiment opened his voice and shouted: "Brothers, beat up these bitches for Lao Tzu!"

At the sound of an order, the soldiers of the Sichuan Army of the 512th Regiment pulled the trigger one after another.

All kinds of weapons are firing wildly.

Bang bang bang!

Da-da-da-da!

In an instant, the little devils 100 meters away were knocked down one after another under the power of the volley of guns.

Rao is so, the devil's rifle group, light machine gun group, grenadier canister tactical coordination, launched a final attack on the 512 regiment.

The 512th Regiment launched a close-range confrontation with the devils.

The devil's marksmanship is fed with bullets, so the bullets bite the flesh, and there are almost no bullets.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

Three or five Sichuan soldiers lay down one after another on the left side of the acting regiment commander.

Each Sichuan soldier was either shot in the middle of his eyebrows, or a blood flower spread out in his chest.

The marksmanship of the devils is too terrifying, especially the devils of the 10th Wing.

In terms of marksmanship, the soldiers of the Sichuan Army are not opponents of devils at all.

raised his hand and knocked down a devil soldier with a shot, and the acting head of the regiment opened his voice and shouted: "Brothers, pay attention to concealment, the little devil's marksmanship is accurate!"

As soon as the words fell, three grenades whizzed towards the position of the acting head of the regiment.

Shout!

Thundered!

With a low curse, the acting head of the regiment rolled sharply sideways, dodging the grenade's key care.

When the acting regiment commander looked up again, three more Sichuan soldiers lay in the trench.

At this time, the commander of a battalion with a wound in the face ran towards the acting commander.

Leaning against the waist-deep chest wall, the commander of the first battalion shouted urgently: "Tuanza, the devils will break through our position quickly, I am afraid that we will not be able to hold it if we continue to fight like this!"

With a slight groan, the acting head of the regiment shouted: "Fighting marksmanship, our Sichuan army is not the opponent of the devil at all, it seems that we can only win in hand-to-hand combat!"

The commander of the first battalion shouted: "Regimental seat! It's time for us to fight the little devils with bayonets! ”

Scooping up a machete from a veteran of the Sichuan army, the acting regiment commander stood up: "All of them, bayonet!"

Hearing the order, the Sichuan soldiers stopped shooting one after another and loaded their bayonets into the card slots of Hanyang-made rifles.

The Sichuan army was backward in armament.

As a weapon with high requirements for manufacturing technology, the Sichuan army could not do it for everyone.

Therefore, some of the Sichuan soldiers did not have bayonets, so they pulled out a heavy machete from their backs.

At this time, the devils who were attacking saw that the Sichuan army had stopped shooting, and they also showed their bright bayonets.

Suddenly pulling the katana, the devil commander shouted: "Fool cock! Fool Cock! ”

Holding all the Type 38 rifles, hundreds of little devils rushed towards the position of the 512th regiment.

Looking coldly at the little devil who rushed over, the acting head of the regiment roared: "Brothers, rush for me!"

The next moment, more than 700 Sichuan soldiers fought with devils wearing yellow uniforms.

The two armies collided, and for a time flesh and blood flew sideways, and miserable howls rang out.

(End of chapter)