"Tut tuk tuk tuk tuk ......"

"Rush, rush, rush......"

With the charge in the hands of the trumpeter, the new regiment of soldiers collectively shouted, and under the leadership of the commando team with a big blade, they rushed to the opposite position without hesitation.

The Japanese troops, who also received the order to attack, were obviously stunned......

What's that? Isn't it time for us to charge?

If the Japanese army at this time was stationed in the position and made a sudden breakthrough with firepower, it would definitely be enough for a new group to drink a pot.

It's a pity that the Japanese army, who couldn't understand it for a long time, also received the order to attack, and under the constraints of army discipline and military orders, they only had the same guns, and Ula Ullah rushed to the battlefield in the middle.

This is Li Yunlong's ability to use troops, and the fight is a surprise!

In the command post of the Japanese army, Sakata and Puyou, who had just returned from giving the order, looked at the group of Eighth Route Army who took the initiative to rush out, and their expressions were the same as the soldiers below.

A bewildered face!

"What are our opponents going to do? With his little strength, how dare he carry out a counter-assault, is it a battle of trapped beasts? Sakata frowned, unable to figure it out.

As for revising the order and entering the position to counterattack, Sakata didn't think about it.

One is that it is too late in time, and the other is that Sakata has absolute confidence in the ability of his group of soldiers to fight bayonets.

"Pu You-kun, what do you think their purpose is?"

Hearing Sakata's question, Urutomo Nakasa shook his head and said helplessly: "I don't understand, and I can't judge their intentions, this is too inconsistent with tactical conventions." ”

"I don't think their commander is crazy, or there's a conspiracy in it, it's just...... I can't tell yet. Sakata felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't figure it out for a while.

From beginning to end, he never thought about the safety of his headquarters.

Because in this era, there was no accurate ruler, and only a general shot and a parabolic mortar could be fired.

You must know that the positions of the two armies are 800 meters apart, and the Sakata headquarters and the forward positions are more than 300 meters apart.

This reaches an ultra-long distance of 1100 meters, and even a first-class gunner cannot hit a small command headquarters.

And the direct-fire artillery is very large and cumbersome, and it is impossible for this group of guerrilla Eighth Route Army to have it.

Combined with various factors, it is naturally impossible for Sakata to worry about his safety!

"It's interesting, I'll have to wait and see what they're up to."

Sakata, who had not figured out his thoughts for a long time, was relieved, picked up the binoculars again and looked at the battlefield.

At this time, the Japanese army and the charging commando team had already rushed through with machine guns and rifles, and after falling one stubble after another, they finally caught fire.

In order to avoid accidental injury, both sides stopped firing, as if returning to the ancient period of cold weapons.

The yellow Japanese army and the blue-gray torrent collided together and merged into a big melee.

Bayonets and slice broadswords, ping-pong resounded throughout the battlefield!

A big knife went down here, and the little devil fell down with his bloody neck, and before the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army could put away the knife, another bayonet pierced him in the stomach.

And this little devil, the hideousness on his face had just appeared, but he found that the bayonet in his hand was actually grabbed by this Eighth Route Army soldier with blood gurgling from the corners of his mouth, and he couldn't pull it out at all.

"Whew!"

Enduring the severe pain in his abdomen, the new regiment of soldiers used the last remaining strength to wipe the little devil's neck with a knife.

With a satisfied smile, he fell to the ground with a pop.

If this nameless soldier still has the strength to speak at this moment, he will definitely come to a sentence: One life for two, Lao Tzu is worth it this time, and he has not embarrassed the new group!

This kind of death also has that backing scene, not only in this place, but on the entire several kilometers of front, everywhere.

It is this "qi" that belongs to the Chinese!

The "gas" of the brave who wins when they meet on a narrow road!

Drove away the "gas" of the aggressor!

Under the leadership of the regiment commander Li Yunlong, the new regiment was miraculously, fighting more aggressively than the little devils with more numbers.

Kill the little devil who rushed over, and a burst of people turned over on their backs!

Even if in the battlefield where human lives are as thin as paper, there are many soldiers who have fallen in the new regiment, but there are even more little devils who have fallen at the feet of the new regiment.

The blue-gray battlefield torrent also began to advance towards the little devil step by step as the battle continued.

At this time, the torture wind, which was transforming into an excavator, dug the foothold in a zigzag manner, and had climbed to two-thirds of the cliff.

The closer you are to the top of the cliff, the easier it is to spot and the more dangerous it becomes.

This is very clear!

Therefore, with his extraordinary hearing, he listened attentively to the movement above, and at the same time changed the digging to the buckle, and continued his great climbing business.

In the process, as soon as he heard the footsteps coming by, he immediately stopped against the cliff and started work again after leaving.

After nearly half an hour, Xingfeng waited for the mobile sentinel to come over once in 3 minutes and left, and finally came to the top of the cliff.

Although this mountain pack is not very large, the top of the mountain is quite wide, and there are many weeds.

Hiding in a half-height mound of grass and avoiding the mobile alert artillery again, Xing Feng took out the three grenades he brought and quietly touched the command post of the Sakata Wing more than 20 meters away.

……

After a bloody battle by the soldiers of the new regiment, the entire position successfully advanced 500 meters in depth.

"Zhang Dabiao, give me a notice, defend on the spot, hold it for me, and don't take a step back if you die."

Li Yunlong yelled at Zhang Dabiao not far away, and before he had time to reply, he pulled Wang Chengzhu and ran towards the foxhole outside a small forest.

Coming to the side of the foxhole, Li Yunlong found a position and shouted: "Hurry up, pillar, you hurry up for Lao Tzu, just let it go." ”

Several guards immediately surrounded him, aimed at the forward position with guns, and acted as meat shields for Li Yunlong and the artillerymen.

Wang Chengzhu is the gunner of the new regiment, and he is also the only super-first-class gunner, this is a natural talent, a mud-legged man born with a clear sense of artillery.

The mortar in his hand was a "Trinity 60mm mortar", which was a mass-produced mortar imitated by the 50th Factory of the Nationalist Government based on the French Bronde-style 60mm light pressure and shortened barrel.

Erection of mortars, measurement of distances by thumb range, adjustment of firing elements......

After a set of actions, Wang Chengzhu's operation was extremely smooth, which completely contrasted with his honest face.

"Hurry up!" Li Yunlong stared at the command post in the distance, and he was so anxious that he couldn't do it.

"Alright, alright, ready to fire."

Wang Chengzhu responded, picked up a cannonball and put it in the muzzle.

Seeing this, Li Yunlong and the people nearby immediately covered their ears and set their eyes on the command post in the distance.

Don't want to miss this show!

"Bang~"

An explosion sounded, and the Sakata command post, 600 meters away, rose with a puff of black smoke and collapsed with a bang.

"One shot, pillar, good hit, haha." Seeing that the Bantian headquarters had been bombed, Li Yunlong immediately shouted happily.

But in the next second, Li Yunlong felt that something was wrong......

"Huh? Pillar, why didn't you fire this time? ”

Hearing Li Yunlong's words, Wang Chengzhu also looked confused, and said weakly: "Regiment commander, I still have the shell in my hand." ”

"What? Still in hand? ”

Li Yunlong looked at the command post in the distance, looked at the shell in Wang Chengzhu's hand, stared at his eyes, and was also stunned.