"Pass my orders, save bullets, and everyone will fight when the little devil is close!"

"Besides, everyone put on their bayonets and prepare to fight the little devils!"

Zhang Shaofang of the 113th Division stared coldly at the little devils in front of him who were constantly surging like a tide, and sharply ordered the adjutant standing beside him.

"Yes!"

The adjutant replied loudly, then turned to the forward position to deliver the order.

As the order was delivered, all the officers and men of the 113th Division stopped the offensive one after another.

Of course, just the infantry of the 113th Division, the officers and men of the artillery regiment are still bombarding the little devils frantically.

It's just that because the shells are about to run out, they also have to slowly reduce the firepower of the bombardment.

"Nani?"

Seeing that the sound of gunfire on the battlefield suddenly weakened, and as time went by, even the gunfire had disappeared, only the sound of some shells and explosions that did not pose much threat to them at all, the little devil hiding in the rear to supervise the battle The commander of the 18th Wing of the 29th Brigade of the 3rd Division was puzzled.

But the next moment, when he lowered his head and looked at the materials left on the No. 1 position of the 113th Division, he suddenly understood the reason, so he couldn't help laughing.

"The enemy's is out of bullets, kill the chicken!"

Thinking of this, Murakami Bukitchi did not hesitate to give the order to launch a general attack.

Almost at the same time, the wing commander of the 34th Wing on the other side of the battlefield, Inoue Kaneto, also figured out the reason, so he did not hesitate to give the order to launch a general attack on the army of little devils under him.

"Kill the chicken and give it!"

"Kill the chicken and give it!"

“……”

After hearing the orders given by the captains of their respective wings, the little devils of the 18th Wing and the 34th Wing rushed forward with a ghostly scream.

The enemy's bullets have run out, don't rush now, when?

Fight bayonets? Hehe! As the Imperial Army of the Japanese Empire, who have we ever been afraid of?

With such a thought, a hideous sneer couldn't help but appear on the faces of the little devils.

113th Division position.

Looking at the army of little devils who were getting closer and closer to their own positions in front of them, the officers and men of the 113th Division all had undisguised resentment on their faces, and they unconsciously moved their fingers on the trigger of their rifles.

If it weren't for the fact that they hadn't received the order from their superiors, based on the monstrous hatred they had for the little devil in their hearts at the moment, they were afraid that they would have launched an attack on the little devil a long time ago.

"Tuanza, the little devil is less than 200 meters away from us, are you going to attack?"

A second lieutenant of the 113th Division gestured to the regimental seat standing in the trench.

"Wait!"

The colonel looked coldly at the little devil who was rushing towards them, waved his hand and replied.

Hearing the order of the regiment commander, this second lieutenant, as well as the other officers and men of the 113th Division, had to press the idea of pulling the trigger and attacking the little devil.

At this time, Zhang Shaofang, commander of the 113th Division, came to the forefront of the battlefield.

Swearing to live and die with the position, this is the military order he made before, and now, he will fulfill his promise in the future.

"Master!"

"Master!"

“……”

When they saw the figure of the division commander Zhang Shaofang, all the officers and soldiers of the 113th Division turned around and saluted him.

"Hmm!"

Zhang Shaofang nodded in response, then walked quickly to the middle of the position, looked around and shouted: "Brothers, the little devil is right in front of you; This battle is likely to be the last battle of our 113th Division, are you afraid? ”

"Don't be afraid!"

"Don't be afraid!"

“……”

The officers and soldiers of the 113th Division shouted loudly at the same time, and the sound shook the earth and reached the ears of the little devil not far away.

After hearing these shouts, these little devils were stunned for a moment, and then their faces returned to their previous hideousness, and then they continued to rush forward frantically.

"Excellent! is really worthy of being my good son in China, and worthy of being my brother Zhang Shaofang! ”

Speaking of this, Zhang Shaofang directly picked up a formal rifle placed on the trench wall, and then continued to shout: "Now, I, Zhang Shaofang, will live and die with you, advance and retreat together, kill Lao Tzu, and kill all the little devils raised by this group of bitches!" ”

After that, Zhang Shaofang directly put his finger on the trigger of the loaded Chinese rifle, and then aimed at a little devil who rushed to the front, and finally pulled the trigger without hesitation.

"Bang!"

The gunshot rang out, and the bullet hit the little devil's chest and heart with great precision.

"Oh!"

Suddenly, with a miserable scream, the little devil rushed forward a few more steps due to the inertia of his body, and then fell directly to the ground.

Blood poured out of his chest like tap water that didn't need money, staining a large area of land beneath him.

"Live and die together, advance and retreat together, and kill all the little devils raised by this group of bitches!"

"Live and die together, advance and retreat together, and kill all the little devils raised by this group of bitches!"

“……”

Soon, as the gunfire of the division commander Zhang Shaofang rang out, bursts of shouts rang out again on the position of the entire 113th Division.

As these shouts came out, the officers and men of the 113th Division directly picked up the guns in their hands and stood on the wall of the trench, and launched a final general attack on the little devils who were already less than 100 meters away from them.

"Da Da Da!"

"Da Da Da ......"

"Bang!"

"Bang ......"

After all, the military quality of the officers and men of the 113th Division is inferior to that of the officers and men of the new regiment, and neither the battlefield execution nor the marksmanship of individual soldiers is inferior to that of the new regiment.

Therefore, when they received the signal to launch a general attack, they did not hesitate at all, and fired directly to the maximum.

It's not that they don't want to save bullets, but because the marksmanship is not good, in order to suppress the momentum of the little devil's forward rush, they have to give up point fire and use fire suppression.

Sure enough, the 113th Division's move still achieved certain results, although their individual marksmanship was not good, but they could not stand up to the strong firepower.

Even if their marksmanship is not good, but in the face of their rain of bullets, there are still huge casualties on the little devil's side in an instant.

Countless little devils were hit by stray bullets, screaming and falling on the road ahead, drinking and hating the battlefield.

"The enemy is running out of bullets, and our killers will give it! Just rush to the enemy positions and that's time to slaughter them! ”

These little devils are all poisoned by militaristic ideology, and they don't know what fear is.

Even if there were companions around him who were shot and fell to the ground, the rest of the little devils were still screaming and charging forward.

In fact, as these little devils expected, the 113th Division is indeed running out of ammunition.

In less than three minutes, many officers and men had only a few rounds of ammunition left in their hands, and even if they were not good at marksmanship, they could only give up their previous fighting methods and adopt the attack mode of point fire.

……

(End of chapter)