Yang Yun looked at the analysis of the Dao, and everyone nodded frequently, and the worried look on his face slowly weakened with his analysis.

Until the end, it has even become a face of confidence.

As a soldier, who is willing to fail? Who doesn't crave victory?

Then, everyone made a precise discussion about tomorrow's defense mission.

Because of Yang Yun's analysis, everyone is no longer as pessimistic as before, on the contrary, they have begun to believe that the final victory will definitely belong to them.

Maybe the process will be longer, or the process will be more painful, but they will still persevere.

Victory or perdition!

Swear to live and die with the position!

……

There was nothing to do all night, and the little devil did not dare to take the opportunity to launch a surprise attack on the coalition positions because he was not familiar with the terrain; And the coalition forces did not dare to launch a sneak attack on the little devils because their strength was not as good as that of the little devils.

The sky glows with a hint of fish's belly white, indicating that dawn is coming, and a new day is destined to be an unquiet day.

The river breeze is blowing, and the morning mist is rising.

Whether it was the allied officers and soldiers or the Japanese officers and soldiers, because they all spent the night on the position, their military uniforms had already been soaked with dew and crumpled, not to mention how uncomfortable it was.

Especially the little devils, because they are closer to the Huai River, they are even more uncomfortable.

After a night of subjugation, many officers and men have been infected with the wind and cold, but they still do not leave their posts.

"It's time to eat!"

"It's time to eat—"

At the position where the new regiment was located, Huang Hong, the leader of the cooking squad, brought a dozen brothers from the cooking squad and the logistics baggage company to each carry a burden, and rushed over.

Despite the low temperature in the morning, everyone's faces were covered with beads of sweat the size of soybeans and slid down their cheeks.

The burden was full of steaming steamed buns and some steaming multigrain cakes.

These were all made by Huang Hong and several brothers in the cooking class overnight, in order to let the brothers of the new group eat a hot and full meal, and then kill this group of little devils raised by bitches.

The brothers of the new group were not polite, picked up these hot white flour steamed buns and multigrain cakes and began to feast on them, and the two dirty hands directly printed a few clear finger prints on the white flour steamed buns at the moment they grabbed them, but how could the people who were already hungry and rumbling careless.

On the other side of the position, the officers and men of the 113th Division looked at the brothers of the new regiment eating hot steamed buns and multigrain cakes in full swing, and looked down at the big steamed buns that were already cold and hard in their hands, and only they knew the bitterness in their hearts.

However, the next moment, everyone's faces showed a look of surprise, because in their sight, Yang Yun, the commander of the new regiment, was leading five or six officers and soldiers to walk towards them with courage.

At first, the crowd even wondered if there was something in the guts; But when they got closer, and the people could see the heat rising from their burdens, all that was left was ecstasy.

And the gratitude and admiration for Yang Yun have also reached the point of being incomprehensible.

These steamed buns were all ordered by Yang Yun to be made by the new regiment of cooking squads overnight, everyone resisted Japan together, and they were in the same position, so it was naturally impossible for Yang Yun to let the officers and soldiers of the 113th Division watch the brothers of the new regiment eat.

So there was this scene where he led the team to send him white flour steamed buns and multigrain cakes.

While the officers and men of the coalition seized the time to eat and wrap their stomachs, the little devils of the Third Division were not idle, and they also began to eat breakfast one after another to replenish their physical strength and pave the way for a new round of offensive.

It's just that compared to the coalition officers and soldiers who eat hot white flour steamed buns and multigrain cakes, they eat their own dry food and canned food.

When the first rays of sunlight in the east pierced the sky, the little devils finally gave the order to attack.

The little devils still plan to divide their troops into three ways, including a frontal charge and outflanks on the left and right.

This time, the commander of the 18th Wing, Murakami Takeyoshi, was cunning, and he did not completely let the Imperial Army of the 5th Brigade be responsible for outflanking the left and right flanks, but because the strength of their 29th Brigade was still far superior to that of the 5th Brigade led by Matsuyama Yoshimasa, it was naturally impossible for their 29th Brigade to outflank from the left and right flanks and let the 5th Brigade charge from the front.

However, Murakami Bukitchi still has his own methods, wasn't the 5th Brigade responsible for outflanking from the left and right flanks yesterday, and then still returned with a big defeat like their 29th Brigade?

Well, today let their 29th Brigade and 5th Brigade each send half of their forces to outflank from the left and right flanks, and the rest of their forces will all charge from the front.

In this case, even if Matsuyama Yoshimasa wants to make any more moths, he will not have a chance at all.

In this regard, even if Matsuyama Yoshimasa was willing to oppose it, he could only reluctantly agree.

The Great War is on the verge of breaking out.

"Kill the chicken and give it!"

After a night's rest, these little devils were in good spirits one by one, and the ghosts screamed and rushed towards the coalition position.

The little devil rested for a whole night, and the officers and soldiers of the coalition were not the same, and even their rest conditions were a little better than that of the little devil, and they were also in good spirits at this time.

Especially under the flood of hatred, they even seem to have gotten rid of the chill on their bodies, and some only have endless anger and fighting spirit.

Seeing the little devils rushing towards them from far and near, the anger in the hearts of the officers and soldiers of the coalition became more and more serious, and they were almost unable to suppress it.

But because the little devils were still far away from the position, and because they had not yet received the order from the battlefield commander, they had no choice but to suppress the anger in their hearts, but the eyes that were almost about to breathe fire were staring at these little devils.

If eyes could kill, maybe these little devils would have fallen on the way to charge and return to the arms of Amaterasu.

It's close!

It's closer!

Finally, when the little devil was less than 150 meters away from the coalition position, Yang Yun finally gave the order to open fire.

Yesterday, because of the shelling, the coalition positions were bombed into potholes and undulating heights.

But last night, Yang Yun issued an order overnight, asking the coalition officers and soldiers to take advantage of the night to fill in these craters and bulldoze those small mounds that rose up.

Some of the coalition officers were puzzled by this, but Yang Yun just smiled faintly and told them that they would know the reason tomorrow.

Sure enough, when today's battle began, the officers of the coalition forces finally understood the reason why Yang Yun had bulldozed the terrain in the position.

There are no craters, no small mounds, and the position is almost unobstructed and flat, and in the face of the shooting of the coalition officers and soldiers, the little devils have nowhere to hide if they want to......

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(End of chapter)