I no longer doubt Zheng Youjian's artillery level, he really knocked out the Japanese machine gun without test firing, and killed the Japanese commander with another shell. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Dead fat man, why did you come up from here, I saw the dung ball ask Zheng Youjian while shifting positions.

Of course, it is necessary to fight from this end, I guess the commander of the devil should be from this end, Zheng Youjian replied.

While he answered the dung ball's question, he naturally saw me, but he clasped his hands into fists and gave me a salute.

I had seen his strange way of greeting, so I nodded my head in greeting.

We began to shift our positions, because there were no more Japanese troops to fight on our side.

You all go to the middle, don't get too crowded, but Zheng Youjian ordered the grenadiers who came up with him.

After all, we are now fighting positional warfare rather than ambush warfare, and the fighters of our detachment have already suffered casualties, and a grenadier has been overturned by the Japanese army.

Although the Japanese army could not see it, after all, the mountain was too small, and the space on the top of the mountain was limited.

At this time, Zheng Youjian was already lying on the edge of the trench and began to measure the range.

He reported shooting Zhu Yuan faster, and he reported shooting Zhu Yuan more completely.

I heard him shout, so-and-so, the firing distance *** meters, the elevation angle *** degrees, and then he no longer cared about this target, and ran to the intersection of the straight-line distance between the target to be shot and the grenadier to be indicated and the trench and began to report the next group of shooting yuan.

Then, I saw that the first grenadier who received his report of shooting Zhuyuan used a grenadier to accurately blow up the target chosen by Zheng Youjian, a Japanese grenadier.

This is really amazing, I don't know how amazing Zheng Youjian is with his spatial imagination and pushing power, he can measure and shoot Zhu Yuan at once, and it is like he shot at the top of the mountain to see through the mountain directly, and the grenadiers behind only need the data he gave, and one shot will hit the target.

I think the Japanese were already scared, and all they could hear was the constant projectiles coming down from the hills, and their machine gun grenadiers were constantly being overturned, what a terrible experience.

At this time, although the Japanese army still had about 100 men, they had obviously received the news of the death of the commander and the arrival of reinforcements, and began to move closer to the center, so that the battle situation at this time had changed from a siege on all sides to an attack from one side.

However, the Japanese troops attacking in the middle were already attacking the mountainside by virtue of their numerical superiority, which was not a tall mountain, and more than 20 Japanese troops were already less than 50 meters away from us.

It was not a specially designed ambush, and in the battle just now, more than ten soldiers of the directly subordinate battalion guarding the middle road had fallen.

At this time, it also reflected the ferocity of this Japanese army, and the soldiers gathered on both wings saw that there was hope for reaching the top, so they did not retreat, but rushed to the top of the hill with all their brains.

Their tactics at this time were very similar to our situation at the beginning of the battle, knowing that the other side was coming for reinforcements, but instead of retreating, they fought hard to seize the hill first.

The Japanese troops who had been at the forefront naturally did not understand why the accomplices who had originally attacked in other directions were now all gathered here, but they knew that the number of people in this direction had increased now.

Instead, they felt that hope was at hand, and their confidence was greatly increased.

In the midst of a shout, the Japanese soldiers, who had already rushed into a distance of fifty meters, suddenly stood up and launched the final charge of white-knuckle combat with their bright bayonets.

Such a scene is by no means unfamiliar to me, and even extremely familiar, at this time, the defender will definitely raise the rifle in his hand and use the force of the impact from the top down, jump out of the trench and fight with the attacker for a white-knuckle battle for the top of the hill.

But it turned out that I was wrong, because I once again ignored the superiority of the firepower of my direct battalion, which had too many automated weapons that other units did not have—box guns.

No one gave orders, the soldiers with rifles, of course, were loading their bayonets, but all the soldiers with box guns had already risen from the trenches.

There are still six or seven people in this detachment who use box guns, but the number of people who use box guns in the reinforcements led by Zheng Youjian has not decreased.

So, just as the Japanese were holding rifles and could climb to the top of the hill and jump into the trenches, they encountered a volley of box guns.

The Japanese were attacking from the back, and all I could see was the edge of bayonets flickering in the sun, and because they were so close to us, the bayonets gave me the feeling of shining stars in the sky.

Then the bursts of all the box cannons rang out, and I saw that the cold stars that had been trembling in mid-air fell into the dust in an instant, and where there were any stars shining, only the smoke of gunpowder against the background of the blue sky and the green mountains in the distance.

The field of vision instantly widened, and a few meters to thirty or forty meters in front of us lay a yellowish corpse.

I think not only was I shocked at this time, but even the Japanese troops who had already begun to assist farther away were already blinded.

I guessed that what they saw was the same as mine, and the field of vision became wide in an instant, because the twenty or so Japanese soldiers who had already reached the top of the mountain were emptied in an instant.

They all lay down, I shouted, if the white-knuckle battle is not successful, you still have to shoot, what are you doing standing, are you a live target for the devils under the mountain?

And at this time, I heard Zheng Youjian's shout, all grenadiers, firing distance *** meters, elevation angle *** degrees, two rounds of salvos!

To tell the truth, although I have experienced the battlefield, I really have never heard a salvo of grenadiers at such a distance, and my ears are constantly "tom-tom", and then I saw a cloud of smoke and dust explode from the place where the number of Japanese troops was the largest in the follow-up less than 100 meters below the mountain.

The sound of "tom" stopped, and the smoke and dust were not finished, but almost the same scene happened in front of me just now, and there were no longer standing Japanese soldiers within a square meter of dozens of square meters, but Japanese soldiers lying horizontally or lying on their stomachs or lying down or wounded and struggling.

The Japanese army is really blinded, they have never seen an opponent with such powerful firepower, and the ghost of their commander at this time has already drifted to the endless sea in the east, presumably on their way home, so who will care about them again?

So, the Japanese army collapsed, began to turn around and run backwards, the way back is the way from which it came, and now it is like a lost dog.

I don't know about the other Japanese troops, but for the Japanese troops who participated in the war this time, they were doomed to come to China as the point of no return, because just as they turned around, the gunfire rang out again.

The furious fire of the machine guns in a torrential rain seemed to create an enchantment in ancient times, and those who dared to enter were instantly turned into undead.

The reinforcements led by Huo Xiaoshan arrived.

Get on the bayonet, rush down and rush down! The dung balls shouted hard in the trenches.

As a result, the soldiers on the mountain jumped out of the trenches and swept down like a flash flood with the corpses of the Japanese soldiers, who had just been arrogant and had now become dead dogs.

The gunfire in front had stopped, and the remaining 40 or so Japanese soldiers had stopped rushing forward and no longer running, but gathered together and bayoneted outward in a back-to-back situation.

Huo Xiaoshan's soldiers didn't shoot again, but the machine guns were on guard, and the rest of the people were either holding rifles with bayonets, or the box guns were returning to the box with heavy blades.

The Chinese soldiers up and down the hill converged, and the remaining Japanese troops were already surrounded in the middle.

The Japanese army was as fierce as a trapped beast and refused to surrender, and the Chinese soldiers were eager to stab them alive with their spears and broadswords, and for a while there was no more gunfire or shouting on the battlefield, and some were just tense and dangerous before the bloody battle!