In the basin of Niusridge, the tired officers and soldiers of the 155th Division were cleaning the battlefield, holding a rifle with a bayonet in their hands, and seeing the devil who was still humming and kicking was a mess, although the devil was not very panicked, but the broken troops did not have time to bring back all the wounded;

In the brutal white-knuckle battle, there are not many wounded soldiers, either they are killed directly, or they are slightly injured, and a serious injury with a bayonet means death, after all, this place is still a little far from the field hospital......

On the position of the Confucian Temple, since most of the brothers of the forward regiment left to support the new silk ridge, the companies that stayed here widened their eyes, looking at the bottom of the mountain, fortunately there were no shrubs and weeds, and the sight was not bad in the moonlight, more than 150 people in the trenches and craters of the position, rifles and machine guns were erected, and they prayed in their hearts that the main force behind them would quickly solve the devil and return to the position, and with their hundreds of people, a squadron of devils could not stop the next charge under the cover of artillery fire......

The boundless moonlight sprinkled on the front line in front of the Confucian Temple, and it was impossible to see the real thing after 50 meters in front of the ruined position, and the company commander had to send enough guard posts forward, fearing that the Japanese would find out before they touched their eyes.

With the smell of blood wafting in the air in the night wind, the faint shouting of killing in the back of the Silk Ridge; The brothers were reminded that the war was going on. None of the brothers spoke, but listened attentively to the movements around them......

"Click, click"

"Whoop Woo Woo ......."

The sound of panicked running and violent kicking approached the battle line;

"Company commander, the devil is here;" The person shouted in a panic,

"How many people? Where is it? The company commander asked,

"I don't know how many people there are, but they are all black, and I don't dare to count them; Not old or young anyway; There are still a maximum of 500 meters from our position; It should be less than 400 meters. "And the brother who came back said,

At the mouth of the conversation, there were constantly sentinels coming back, slowly reporting the situation.

"Company commander, there are still 300 meters left." The last brother cried out,

"Listen to my orders, prepare for battle, machine guns are all set up, fire is full fire!" The company commander shouted,

The brethren in the trenches and craters gently pulled the pistols and fired all the bullets, and in the craters on the left and right flanks, four Czech light machine guns were erected. There are still four Czech-type guns in the scattered trenches, except for the two Min-24 heavy machine guns behind them, all the remaining weapons and personnel are ready for battle, and the grenades have been unscrewed and placed in front of the trenches......

The 113th Wing was really forced to fight in the field, and the Wing Captain Iino Kenten did not lead the team to attack, and ordered the Yokoyama Brigade to support and cooperate with the 145th Wing to attack the Confucian Temple, according to Iino Daisa's estimate, the 145th Wing all launched a white-knuckle night battle from behind, and it was already easy to take the Confucian Temple by sending a brigade by himself, and picking peaches was not so obvious, and the combat exploits of the Yokoyama Brigade were also their own combat exploits;

The Hengshan Brigade advancing in formation was very arrogant, and the faint sound of explosions could already be heard behind the mountain, and the complacent Captain Hengshan knew that he had arrived 400 meters in front of the Confucian Temple position before ordering to stop advancing;

"Grenadiers, mortars follow the attack, the 1st squadron, the 2nd squadron attack, and the machine gun squadron accompanies the mortars! Kill give! Yokoyama Jiro ordered,

At night, the devil soldiers still habitually lined up the tactical attack squads, one by one the squads quickly climbed up the hillside, even if the victory was in hand, but these devil soldiers still did not want to become sacrificed corpses, and it was impossible for the position to be left unguarded.

"Hit!"

"Bang!"

The devil's steel helmet reflected a strange light in the moonlight, looking at the blurred figure and a large number of reflections in front of him, regardless of whether it was two hundred meters or not, the company commander who stayed in the position shot in the direction of the devil soldier and ordered the troops to fire. There are too few people on the position to dare to put the devil too close, in that case the position is too dangerous......

"Da Da Da ......"

"Da Da Da ......"

"Bang, bang, bang......"

The Czech light machine gun jumped happily, and the long and short bursts kept pouring bullets into the moonlight ahead, sweeping everything in the moonlight;

"Puff puff!"

"Puff puff!"

In the dark night, the sound of countless bullets penetrating the human body sounded, and countless screams were heard in the ears of the defenders......

The brethren armed with rifles also opened fire one after another, and the dull sound of gunfire suddenly rang out, and the bullets swept towards the devil like a meteor dragging the tail flame in the night;

When the devil's infantry heard the gunshots, they snapped and crawled to the ground, all of which were habitual movements, and no matter what was on the ground, it was important to dodge the bullets first;

"Damn!" The devil commander cursed fiercely in his heart, now there are still at least 200 meters away from the position, and it is still far from the charge, but there is no way not to attack, the 145th Wing is still attacking in the back mountain, and there is no chance to retreat before the retreating signal flare is raised......

"Kill Gaigai!"

The commander of the devil decisively ordered a strong attack.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

The devil's mortars and grenadiers began to fire, and in the moonlight they only had to shoot at the place where the muzzle flame was greatest, which was easier to hit than during the day;

"Machine gunners, don't shoot stunned, shift positions!" The company commander shouted, seeing that a magazine was not finished, and a Czech style was destroyed, and the company commander twitched in pain,

"Brethren! Hit hard! Fuck these bitches! ”

"Bang, bang, bang......" The sound of the rifle shooting did not stop, although it was a disadvantage to shoot at the devil at this distance, but there was no way, the devil must be dragged and wait for the troops to come back;

"Kill Gaigai!"

The attacking devil commander heard the sound of machine guns on the opposite position and paused for a moment, and ordered the infantry to continue the assault.

Devils stooped in the darkness and zigzags, rushing towards the defenders' positions, bayonets on their rifles glinting.

"Damn, order the heavy machine gun to fire! Unstoppable! "The company commander doesn't care at this time, let's resist this wave first,

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

The two Min-24 heavy machine guns behind the defenders' position roared, and although only one company remained on the position, the forward regiment left behind a large number of machine guns when they supported Niusi Ridge, and even more so did not bring a single heavy machine gun.

The muzzle of the heavy machine gun spewed a long tongue of fire, and the scarlet bullets swept forward almost against the ground, and the devil was knocked to the ground by the heavy machine gun and the Czech type that resumed fire as soon as he reached 150 meters.

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

"Boom, boom, boom....."

"Da Da Da ......"

The devil's crooked handles, Type 92 heavy machine guns, mortars, and grenadiers also opened fire one after another, and for a time bullets rained down and explosions continued, and the position of the Confucian Temple suddenly became noisy.

"Ahh

There were constantly brothers of the defenders who were hit by grenades from the devils, and screams continued to sound from the position, and the machine gunners were killed, as long as the machine guns could still shoot, the brothers next to them immediately picked up and continued to shoot, and at night, when the line of sight was not good, the machine gun fire became their only reliance on holding their positions;