"Dengyun, you go slowly, in the next life, I will be your brother. Why do you hit me, I admit it. Feeling the body in his arms suddenly relax, the lieutenant seemed to have lost all his strength.

Burst into tears.

"Company commander, you can't!" The three seriously injured people, who were still conscious, were almost stupid when they watched all this sudden happen.

"Brothers, my company commander is incompetent, the position is about to be breached, and I can no longer protect you. The little devil is not a human being, you should also know that they trampled our wounded to death on horses in Jingcheng County, Dengyun is my own brother, even if he dies, I can't let him be abused by the little devil. But you, I can't make a decision for you, there is a gun and a knife here, you decide for yourself, if you can't do it yourself, then let the brothers help you. The lieutenant looked at the wounded again and again, and finally couldn't give up, hit his knees on the ground, kowtowed to the wounded a few times, gently put the submachine gun on the ground, and said slowly.

"Company commander, you don't complain about you, you have been holding the position for two days in a company, and you have killed so many little devils, it's worth it." Seeing the company commander like this, the wounded who were silent for a long time finally shed tears in their eyes. "But the company commander, I don't want to die in vain, even if I want to die, I have to die on the position, kill a little devil and then go on the road."

"Please, company commander, give me an explosives bag, it's okay to have a grenade without an explosives bag, I can't shoot a gun, but I can still pull a grenade." The wounded pleaded in unison.

"Okay, then the brothers will die together, here, leave it to the brothers who are already dead!" The lieutenant looked at the determined faces of the wounded in the firelight, and finally made a decision.

After half an hour of busy work with the remaining six soldiers, the remains of all the officers and soldiers in the trenches of the whole company were transferred to this anti-artillery hole, and two grenades were placed under the logs used for support in the anti-artillery hole.

And the devils under the mountain also attacked again.

The Japanese soldier Shaozo, who had shot three deserters in a row, gave the order again, and it was the infantry squadron that had been half-crippled to attack.

Courage is found from where it is lost.

This was the idea of the Japanese army Shaozo.

However, what about the Chinese soldiers who didn't even want to live in the last battle, and just wanted to take a few more Japanese soldiers with them?

Once again, their so-called courage was shattered.

With little effort, the Japanese rushed to their positions. Because, on the Chinese position, there are too few people who can shoot.

However, in the trenches, they were hit like never before.

The "corpses" of the Chinese, who are obviously already bloody and fleshy, will pull grenades themselves, and even green smoke will rise from under the corpses of their own people.

One undefended explosion after another retreated the dozens of Japanese troops who had attacked the position.

The gunfire on Position 1 rang out for a whole night, and the Japanese troops, who had launched five consecutive rounds of attacks, never really occupied that position.

The Japanese army stayed awake all night.

He didn't understand why the Chinese could still hold on, and it was clear that there were only a few of them left. Why did the invincible Imperial Army fight an infantry squadron into an infantry squad, but it had not yet taken the Chinese position that was already crumbling but miraculously not lost.

Is it the Imperial Army that has become cowardly? Or have the Chinese become stronger?

In the early morning haze in the mountains in late autumn, the 2nd Infantry Squadron attacked again, no, to be exact, the 2nd Squad, from yesterday afternoon's attack to the present, a full infantry squadron has only more than 40 people left, and the casualty rate is as high as 80 percent. Their steps became heavy, like old men in their twilight years.

The Japanese military major, who slowly lowered his telescope, already knew that this infantry squadron was finished, and all their pride and fighting spirit had been lost by the Chinese in this battle.

Even if they had taken the position, they had already lost.

Zhang Shijun, a thousand meters away, also stayed awake all night. Throughout the night, not only the battle on the No. 1 position continued, but the crazy Japanese army launched an attack on the entire defense line of Xuehua Mountain, which seemed to have no night this night, and the blazing artillery fire had already lit up the entire Xuehua Mountain.

On this night, he lost not only the fifth company, but also four infantry companies, and his 102nd regiment was already less than a thousand people.

In the telescope, the figure of the Japanese army appeared again in front of the No. 1 position, but on the position of the fifth company, there was no more gunshot, even a single shot.

Tears rolled down the colonel's face like steel cast iron.

The Snowflake Mountain Defensive Battle is over.

He commanded 1,503 Qin men's blood on Xuehua Mountain.

"I order, all positions, alternate cover, withdraw from the positions, withdraw to the lack of donkey ridge, I lead the first battalion and three companies, and the second battalion and four companies cover behind the palace." Zhang Shijun took a deep breath and ordered categorically.

In the trench of Position No. 1, which he did not see, lay a soldier, ragged and covered in black bandages, and if he hadn't seen his chest still rising and falling slightly, anyone would have thought of him as a corpse.

However, the "corpse" suddenly opened its eyes.

With difficulty, he poked his head out and looked down the mountain, and the figure a hundred meters away was longing. Apparently, the Japanese attacked again. Moreover, it is about to be attacked.

"Holy shit, here we go again." The "corpse" spat angrily, and then sighed regretfully: "It's a pity! Lao Tzu didn't have a single bullet, otherwise, at least he could kill one. ”

Lying back in the trench, he took out a flare gun and muttered, "Company commander! Watermelon is not a melon, watermelon has been kept until the time you said. ”

After speaking, he touched the face of the complete corpses that he could find that were neatly placed by him, and two tear stains appeared on his face that was already as black as ink, "It's just that the company commander can't stop it!" The watermelon can't find you! I can't go with you! ”

"Hey! Alone, what a lonely mother! Not even a single person to speak. Company commander, don't lie to your forehead, but even the bullets left for yourself have been given to the little devil of the dog day. Brothers, the watermelon is coming soon, you go slowly, don't leave Lao Tzu alone. ”

After speaking, the watermelon pulled the trigger of the flare gun to the sky, and a red flare shone in the early morning in the mountains.

Yes, from about three o'clock in the morning, there was actually only one soldier left on the entire hilltop position.

The few people that the Japanese army Shaozo thinks are actually just the masterpieces of watermelon alone. He put all the guns he could find in the trench as far as he could, fired one shot at one position, and immediately ran to the other to continue shooting.

This move frightened the Japanese army, who had already lost their courage, believing that there were still at least six or seven Chinese holding on to the position. They simply did not dare to enter the trenches easily, and every corpse in the trenches could turn into a bomb at any moment. They even dared to be sure that they had left far more corpses in the trenches than the Chinese.

Again and again attacked, and then again and again repelled by the constant sound of gunfire from the position. Who knows, that's nothing more than a Chinese soldier? The last Chinese soldier?

At the height of the battle, the lieutenant company commander, who had killed himself and seriously injured his brother, carried the last explosive bag on his back and brought five Japanese soldiers into this position in a rain of blood, fulfilling his promise, he did not let his brother go too far.

Zhang Shijun, who was about to leave, suddenly stopped, watching the red signal that rose from the dead No. 1 position pop up.

Position 1 is still there.

However, a great sorrow struck.

The red flare they fired means 。。。。。。

This means that they asked for artillery bombardment, indiscriminate shelling of their positions, which he had negotiated with the infantry company commanders in each position before the battle.

Red flares are fired only when it is believed that the position must be lost and the whole army is exhausted.

Although he had lost four infantry companies before, he managed to save some of the wounded, and finally did not wipe out all the troops.

But the No. 1 position, from 148 people to now, but not a single one has withdrawn!

The flare was slowly falling, and the great pain tore at the colonel's heart.

The red eyes stared at the light of the signal flare, and Zhang Shijun's fierce roar spread throughout the entire command headquarters: "Electrify the artillery battalion, open the artillery, open the artillery, and cover the fifty rounds indiscriminately." ”

"Boom, boom, boom, boom" bursts ~~~~~of gunpowder smoke rose in the early morning of late autumn.

The figure of the infantry squad of the Japanese army participating in the attack flew in the smoke of gunpowder over the No. 1 position, which once belonged to China.

At the same time, there were tears in the eyes of the officers and soldiers of the 102nd Regiment of the 17th Division, which was rapidly withdrawing from its positions.

In order to guard Xuehua Mountain, the 102nd regiment only has more than 600 people.

For the most part, they died in battle.

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PS: I'm sorry everyone, it's late for today's update. Today is the August 1st Army Day, I don't want to say anything else, the people's heroes are immortal.