Originating from the tradition of the security regiment, the officers who encounter a tough battle will never hide behind the soldiers, so the casualties of the officers are relatively large, and because of this, the morale of the soldiers is always high, and the officers below will immediately make up for the command of the battle to ensure the combat effectiveness and cohesion of the team.

"He Lianshan, Hu Zhankui, Li Simu!" Yan Yi shouted awe-inspiringly, the situation of the war had no time for him to think about it.

"Here!" The three of them brushed their chests together.

"Now I order, the team is divided into four companies, each of the four of us with a company, wait for the enemy to get close to the front line thirty meters, delay three seconds to throw all the grenades, and immediately launch a counter-charge against the enemy, we must kill and injure a large number of enemies, and beat them for fear of them, so that they can no longer organize an attack before dark, as long as it is delayed until evening, maybe we can survive until tomorrow morning, because the devil is not good at night fighting. The commander will definitely know what is going on with us, and will send reinforcements to save us, as long as tomorrow morning we will be saved!" Yan Yi said.

"Yes!" The three of them immediately straightened their chests and legs, turned around and left quickly, and then reorganized their teams and distributed more than 100 AK47s to each company, forming four sharp knife platoons, and finally the four unconscionable cannons also retreated a hundred meters and re-erected.

About a large group of Japanese troops quickly advanced to a distance of 50 meters at the top of the hill in a straggler formation, and the hilltop that was still shouting just now was a dead silence, which made the Japanese soldiers a little confused, and the pace under their feet became heavier and heavier, and they were very careful to advance upwards step by step with their guns.

The closer the soldiers got to the front line, the more nervous Matsushita Rou Nakasa, the commander of the Japanese army group on the mountainside, stared at the hill with his eyes fixed on the mountain, and his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.

He had already seen the courage on the mountain, although the strength of the imperial army was multiple of theirs, and they also had a strong advantage in artillery fire, but in the past five hours, they only advanced one kilometer, and the casualties reached a terrifying more than 1,000 people, and the order of the division commander was that their defense line must be torn apart within an hour, and the captain of the Kawasaki Wing had already been scolded to the blood, so he held on to the pressure.

Finally advanced to only thirty meters from the front line, Matsushita Jiro swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and slowly pulled out the command knife, he felt that the mountain had retreated, or it was impossible that there was no movement, the distance of thirty meters was a blink of an eye, in the case of a huge disparity in strength, no commander would allow the opponent to advance to this distance.

"Kill the chicken!" Matsushita Jiro raised his snowy command knife and howled, and the Japanese troops swarmed up.

Suddenly, countless black spots flew out on the hillside, mixed with four giant shells, and then, the sound of explosions was endless, and the Japanese troops close to the front line suddenly flew flesh and blood, ghosts and wolves howled, and four large fireballs exploded in the air, and the imperial troops who no longer moved in the explosion area were all cut down, and their bodies were full of bleeding spots, and their uniforms were instantly dyed red.

In this raid, because of the remoteness, Matsushita Jiro Nakasa survived, as soon as the explosion stopped, he immediately got up from the ground, shook his fat head and looked around, fortunately, although the imperial army close to the front suffered heavy casualties, there was no sign of panic retreat, and they all crawled on the spot in an orderly manner.

Matsushita Jiro knew that this was the last blow on the mountain, and at this time the battle was fought, there was no logistical supply, and ammunition would be the biggest problem, and the mountain was obviously a battle of trapped beasts, Matsushita Jiro didn't want to give them any respite, raised his command knife and howled to the ground again, and the imperial army got up from the ground one after another, picked up their guns and pounced forward.

At the same time, there was an earth-shattering killing cry on the hillside, and countless people rushed out of the bunker, holding new submachine guns and Czech light machine guns, and rushed towards the imperial army one by one with hideous faces, and the continuous bullets shot out of one chain of fire, like a sharp sickle frantically harvesting the imperial soldiers, and followed by the soldiers with bright bayonets, sparing no effort to pick the imperial army with the muzzle of the imperial army for the rest of their lives.

"Counter charge!" Matsushita Jiro let out an exclamation, launching a counter-charge in this situation, undoubtedly greatly surprised him, this determination and courage, let him feel a little cold from the bottom of his heart, but in an instant, he immediately suppressed the fear in his heart, waved his command knife and ordered the imperial soldiers to charge decisively, he knew that at this time, there was no second way out except for desperate fighting, once the troops were chaotic and retreated, the consequences would be devastating.

In less than five minutes, they rushed to the mountainside, and the roar of the submachine guns finally gradually ceased until there was nothing left, and the two troops were completely strangled together in a terrifying white-knives battle.

The shouts of killing, scolding, the smack of bayonets into the flesh, the laughter of the ruin, and the staggered sound of cold weapons are mixed together, and in the afterglow of the sunset, a tragic bloody and tragic scene is interpreted.

Surrounded by more than a dozen Japanese soldiers, Matsushita Jiro, who had been watching the battle from the periphery, the expression on his face gradually relaxed, and even the corners of his mouth began to rise a little, the imperial army had an absolute advantage in terms of strength, although it lost four or five hundred people in the counter-charge, but as the ammunition ran out, the imperial army quickly suppressed the position, stabbing hard, it was the advantage of the imperial army, plus the continuous combat was already a tired division, lost the advantage of weapons, the disadvantage suddenly appeared, and more and more fell under the bayonets of the imperial army, I believe that not until the evening, the imperial army will be able to completely annihilate this gang, Achieve unprecedented victory.

Suddenly, Matsushita Jiro's pupils contracted rapidly, and his breathing became short, only to see that more than ten meters in front of him, a general who was not tall and had a delicate face that was almost a little weak, danced a three-eight big cover, stabbed left and right, and in an instant, three imperial soldiers fell under his bayonet.

It was not the officer's bravery that made Matsushita Jiro's adrenaline rise, but the fact that he actually carried the rank of major general with a golden star on his shoulders, and he had never won such a high-level enemy general in his combat record, and he immediately realized that his good luck had come, and decisively launched an attack on the soldiers around him.

This person is none other than Yan Yi, the commander of the Third Brigade, although he is not tall and mighty, but he runs like a rabbit, is as flexible as a snake, and is famous for his bravery when he is a mountain bandit, and he is recognized as a desperate San Lang when he arrives in the army.

Yan Yi was so angry that he didn't notice that the guards had been entangled by the Japanese army, and the Japanese army captain Matsushita Jiro was taking a dozen devils to pounce on him viciously.

Yan Yi once again stabbed the bayonet into the chest of a Japanese soldier, flew up and kicked away the corpse of the devil, pulled out the bayonet, and the spray of blood splashed his eyes all over his face, he quickly raised his hand to wipe it, a face suddenly turned red, and his eyes bulged out hard, making his originally delicate face look particularly hideous, and at this time, his eyes swept away, only to find that all around were full of enemies standing eyeing him, and raised a bright bayonet to him.