After just glancing at the black spots in the sky, Zhao Shixun instantly felt his scalp tingle.

At this moment, his company happened to be concentrated on this sparsely vegetated ridge, in case it was discovered by the devil plane at this time, what was waiting for him would be a massacre.

Although Zhao Shixun issued a warning at the first time, because many soldiers have never seen an airplane since they came out of their mother's womb, they don't know how powerful the devil's plane is. For a while, except for Zhou Yu's immortal and a few veterans who began to move, most of the others were stunned in place, and even raised their necks to stare curiously at the plane in the sky.

Bang bang!

"Dreaming! If you don't want to die, hurry into the woods! ”

Seeing this scene, Zhao Shixun was helpless, so he hurriedly raised his gun and shot twice into the sky.

Startled by the sound of gunfire, the soldiers finally came to their senses from their curiosity and hurried straight to a forest on the hillside.

After a while, just as everyone had just run into the forest, three planes flew almost whistling past everyone's scalps. Through the gap between the trees, Zhao Shixun clearly saw the two eye-catching red plasters on the wings.

After circling around Dingjiawa, the plane soon began to dive and drop bombs near Taerliang, strafing them.

In the rumbling explosion, the curiosity on the faces of many soldiers disappeared, and they all turned to panic, they were obviously frightened by the unknown.

After tossing and turning for more than ten minutes, the three planes seemed to have run out of ammunition, and then gradually disappeared into the sky after reluctantly roaring and pulling up.

Seeing the plane go away, Zhao Shixun no longer dared to have the slightest luck, and immediately urged the soldiers to weave a camouflage cap out of a tree branch and put it on the helmet.

After a quarter of an hour passed, he felt that everyone's disguise was almost over, so Zhao Shixun led everyone down the mountain in a hurry, and carefully searched in the direction of Fengjiahe.

……

To the north of Dingjiawa, the main position of Taerliang.

As soon as the Japanese shelling ended, several planes again launched a heavy air attack on the Taerliang position.

As the whistling sound of the plane gradually faded away, Li Zhao, the acting head of the 702nd regiment, slowly raised his head, patted the soil on his hat casually, and scolded a few words in annoyance.

The attack of the devils came very suddenly, and it was not until the shelling began that the guard post on the outside line did not fire a single shot.

In the face of such negligence, although Li Zhao was angry, he also knew very well that eighty percent of these guard posts had already been martyred.

This sudden shelling, Japan obviously came prepared. In just 20 minutes, the Japanese army threw in at least one mountain artillery squadron and one mortar squadron to wipe out the entire position.

"Those who are not dead should stand up quickly, the devils will come up and prepare for battle!"

Along the trenches, Li Zhao trotted all the way, constantly pulling out the almost buried soldiers from the soil.

After inspecting all the way, Li Zhao couldn't help but feel a chill. In the shelling just now, his own troops actually suffered more than 100 casualties!

Due to the lack of food, the hungry 702nd Regiment never built anti-artillery bunkers, but simply dug defensive positions. Since the Japanese had not made any moves before, Li Zhao and the others did not take this matter to heart.

Now, in the face of the sudden fire attack of the Japanese army, the 702nd Regiment, which lacked defensive facilities, immediately suffered a big loss.

The 702nd Regiment was one of the only two remaining main regiments of the 70th Division, and the first regiment had more than 700 men before the battle broke out.

Although this number is not much, if you look at the entire 70th Division, it is definitely the main force, and Shi Ziyu therefore placed them in the most important position of the garrison and served as the backbone defense force of the garrison.

When attacking the stronghold of Renjiazhuang before, Shi Ziyu was reluctant to use the 702nd Regiment after thinking about it, because he was afraid that they would suffer losses and the defense of the garrison would decline.

Fortunately, in just one shelling and air raid, the whole regiment suffered more than 100 casualties, which is equivalent to the loss of one-fifth of the Japanese troops when they saw the shadow of the Japanese.

"His grandmother's, how can I explain this to the teacher."

After patrolling around, Li Zhao suddenly felt that his head was about to crack.

"Tuanza! The little devil is up! ”

With the shouting of a company commander beside him, Li Zhao hurriedly raised his glasses and looked down.

Sure enough, at the edge of the field a kilometer away, a squadron of devils with a squad as a combat unit had already scattered and walked quickly towards him.

"His grandmother's, all attention, get ready to fight!"

Looking at the queue of Japanese troops at the bottom of the mountain, Li Zhao gritted his teeth and turned around and shouted:

"Herald!"

"Here!"

"Report to the division immediately, we have encountered a large Japanese artillery bombardment and air raid, with heavy casualties, and we urgently need to increase our troops! Just go! ”

……

Not long after the herald left, the Japanese army was gradually approaching a distance of 300 meters.

"Everyone stabilize me, get closer and fight again!"

Lying on the trench, Li Zhao calmed the soldiers' emotions. While taking a handful of the guards handed to him, he opened the insurance and slowly aimed at a ghost soldier.

Bang!

"Hit!"

At the sound of the order, the gunfire immediately erupted on the Taerliang position, and rows of hateful bullets poured violently into the ranks of the devils in an instant.

Since the 702nd Regiment is the main force, it is equipped with the latest Chinese rifles, which makes them not weaker than the devils in terms of light weapon firepower, and they are not at all comparable to ordinary national army units.

In the blink of an eye, forty or fifty people were knocked down by the shocking devils.

In the face of strong resistance, the well-trained Japanese troops did not attack blindly, but immediately scattered and lay down.

The next moment, dense light machine gun fire immediately swept over.

Not only that, but a few devil soldiers hid behind a ridge and fired grenadiers with a bang.

In a few moments, a dense 50-millimeter grenade smashed on the head of the 702 regiment.

In less than five minutes, the only two heavy machine guns of the 702nd regiment were fired one after another.

With the bombardment of the Japanese grenadiers, the firepower of the 702nd regiment's counterattack became weaker and weaker, and when the Japanese 90 mortar guns joined the attack, Li Zhao and they had to retreat into the trenches to avoid the shells.

With intensive artillery bombardment, the Japanese army soon reached the foot of Taerliang and began to attack upward.

At this time, due to the close distance, in order to avoid accidental injury, the grenadiers and mortars of the little devils also had to cease fire.

As soon as the artillery fire stopped, Li Zhao hurriedly pushed off the corpses of the guards on his body and struggled to get up from the trench.

The probe glanced out, and Li Zhao immediately shouted.

"The devil is coming up! Grenade ready! ”

Fifty meters, forty meters .......

"Throw!!"

Boom, boom, boom......! The dense grenades exploded a wall of flames in front of the position, easily knocking down a lot of attacking devils.

"Hit!"

Da-da-da-da!

Holding up a Czech-style, Li Zhao aimed at the Japanese army queue below for a burst of strafing.

Within seconds, a magazine was fired, and five or six unlucky Japanese soldiers were dead under the gun.

"Watch out!"

Puff puff......

Just as Li Zhao was about to change the magazine, a black shadow flashed, and Li Zhao was violently pounced on the trench by a company commander.

There was a wail of pain, and the heavy body on his body pressed Li Zhao for a while.

I was trying to push the other party down, but there was a slippery place in my hand.

"Tuanza...... Be careful....... ”

A few weak voices sounded in his ears, and Li Zhao felt the weight on his body light, and a figure slid down softly.

Suddenly got up, Li Zhao hugged the fallen body.

"Lee Jong-baek, Lee Jong-baek!"

Looking at the old brother who fell into his arms vomiting blood and convulsions, Li Zhao's heart was like a knife.

"Tuanza! I can't stand it...... I can't stand it. ”

Not far away, a deputy battalion commander shouted wah-wah, and in the face of the devil who almost rushed in front of him, he subconsciously turned around and wanted to escape.

Bang!

The brains flew out, and the deputy battalion commander fell to the edge of the trench with his eyes glaring.

"Those who have escaped from the battle will be punished on the spot! All on the bayonet! ”

With a roar, Li Zhao quickly inserted a bayonet into the middle in his hand. The next moment, a sharp gaze swept in front of the nearby soldiers.

Looking at the deputy battalion commander who was constantly twitching on the ground, all the soldiers trembled in their hearts, and they didn't even dare to look directly into the eyes of the regimental seat.

Good guy, the deputy battalion commander said kill it, this is too ruthless.

"Brothers, kill the enemy and serve the country, today! It's the gentleman who rushed out with me and killed the little devil! ”

After the words were closed, Li Zhao was the first to cross the trench and rushed down against the devil.

Seeing that the regiment commanders rushed out in the lead, the morale of the 702nd regiment was immediately boosted.

For a while, except for the machine gunners on the position, everyone rushed down.

In an instant, hundreds of Chinese soldiers collided with more than 100 Japanese soldiers who rushed up.

On the beam of the tower, broadswords flew and bayonets flashed. Everywhere in the flesh was the angry scolding and screaming of soldiers on both sides.

The Japanese were good at hand-to-hand combat, so although they were far fewer than the soldiers of the National Army, they still inflicted heavy casualties on the 702nd Regiment.

In battle, often at the same time as a devil falls, two or even three soldiers of the Jin Sui Army will also fall in a pool of blood.

However, in the face of heavy casualties, the 702nd Regiment still gritted its teeth and persisted.

Gradually, the casualties of the Japanese army were already more than half, and gradually began to be unable to stop the counterattack of the Jin Sui army.

Seeing that the Japanese army was about to hold on, Li Zhao was relieved and stabbed to death a wounded devil soldier with a few knives, and finally fixed his eyes on the devil squadron.

Although the height of this devil squadron leader is less than 1.6 meters, he is extremely fierce. A richly decorated katana in his hand slashed left and right, and in just a few minutes, there were no less than five soldiers of the Jin Sui Army who fell under his sword!

"! If the thief captures the king first, he will be the one. ”

Throwing away the rifle in his hand, Li Zhao bent down and picked up the Jinzao broadsword in the hand of a dead soldier, roared with red eyes, and rushed over to meet the leader of the devil squadron.

At this time, the Japanese squadron leader cut off the arm of a Jin Sui Army soldier with a knife, and was about to brutally pursue and kill. Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a black shadow coming straight towards him, and he was so frightened that he hurriedly turned around and slashed in front of him.

"Die!"

Flying with a big knife and slashing vertically, Li Zhao almost used up all his strength.

Clang......!

In the splash of sparks, the Japanese squadron leader was directly cut to one knee by the huge force,

Fang Zaikan unloaded the huge power of Li Zhaodao's body.

Regardless of the pain in his hands, Li Zhao twisted his waist, and the big knife in his hand immediately swept the opponent's head.

…… To be continued.

(End of chapter)