The attacking troops of the Eighth Route Army stopped when they touched the front of the fortifications fifty meters in front of them. Lie on the ground, do not attack, and do not retreat.

Behind them, forty or fifty Eighth Route Corps were half-crouched on the ground, and every two Eighth Route Corps operated a grenadier to aim.

More than twenty grenadiers lined up and aimed at themselves, although they did not look as scary as mortars, the caliber and barrel length of the grenadiers were far inferior to mortars. , but Qinggang Nakasa knew that as long as the accuracy of these grenadiers could be guaranteed, the casualties caused by these grenadiers to his subordinates were no worse than mortars.

The grenadiers were prepared quickly, and as soon as Qinggang Nakasa looked over, more than twenty grenadiers began to shoot.

More than 20 grenades smashed over, and Qinggang's ears were enveloped by a violent explosion.

As soon as the explosion was over, Qinggang hurriedly poked his head out to confirm the hit effect of these grenades.

"It's fine!" Qinggang Zhongzuo said with a sigh of relief.

"If the Imperial Army were to manipulate these grenadiers, shooting at such close range, would at least guarantee a sixty percent hit rate, then it would be useless for us to hide in the trenches. Fortunately, the hit rate of the Eighth Route Army's manipulation of grenadiers was only one or two percent! ”

The vice-captain next to him was not so optimistic, and frowned and reminded: "But, sir! ”

"Even if the hit rate of mortars and grenadiers is low, the eight-way has a numerical advantage. This is just the beginning, and we have lost almost thirty imperial troops under the combined strike of their mortars and grenadiers! ”

"Our total strength is only more than 400 people, according to such a loss, as long as the ammunition on the eight roads is sufficient, we can't even hold out for an hour!"

The deputy captain sighed and continued: "If we still have mortars, as long as a squadron, with the skills of our gunners, this kind of face-to-face attack will definitely be able to easily take out their artillery!" ”

A word wakes up the dreamer.

A flash of hope suddenly flashed on Qinggang Zhongzuo's face, which was still desperate just now, and his eyes lit up and he shouted: "We don't have mortars, but we still have grenadiers!" ”

"It can't hit the mortars of the Eighth Route Army, but it can kill the grenadier troops of the Eighth Route Army, which is also a great threat to us, and can also hit their infantry hiding in front of our fortifications, consume them, and reduce the defensive pressure on us later!"

The deputy captain suddenly reacted: "Commander, wise! The grenadier can be used not only for offense, but also for defense! ”

Qinggang Zhongzuo immediately made a decision: "Then what are you doing here, gather all the remaining grenadiers in our hands, and hide in the trenches to counterattack the grenadiers of the Eighth Route Army!" ”

At this time, he had an idea that if he could hold on until dawn, he would hold on until dawn, and if he really couldn't hold on, he would also inflict maximum damage on the new regiment before he died, so as to reduce their threat to the main force of the brigade.

Two minutes later, the vice-captain actually gathered nine grenadiers and came over.

Soon, a string of explosions sounded around the grenadier troops, seven or eight grenadier men were blown over, and four grenadiers fell to the ground.

"The devils also have grenadiers, we must kill them, otherwise we and the infantry will become their live targets!" The instructor of the artillery company commanding these grenadiers shouted with a solemn face.

"Comrades pay attention, concentrate all the grenadiers, hit that section of the trench, and the grenadiers of the little devils are hidden inside!"

At the end of the five-minute firefight, all nine grenadiers that Aooka Nakasa had high hopes for were blown up, and even if they were still usable, they would be turned into scrap metal due to the death of the grenadier player.

More than twenty grenadiers in a new regiment were also blown up to the ground.

Only the last five grenadiers remained, and the battle continued.

The hope that had just ignited on Qinggang Zhongzuo's face was shattered, and together with his subordinates, he fell into a state of passive beating again.

"Sir, the losses of the troops have exceeded one hundred and fifty people, but the artillery of the Eighth Route Army has no intention of stopping!" After more and more subordinates were blown out of the trenches, the deputy captain became more and more anxious, and chased after Qinggang Zhongzuo and asked.

"Wait, keep waiting!" Qinggang Zhongzuo replied with a frown.

At this time, he was shocked by the strength of the new group exposed.

It is said that the Eighth Route Army is low-level and has very little ammunition. The battle against the Imperial Army is basically three bullets, one grenade, and then a bayonet.

But the new regiment in front of him was not only well-equipped, but also had sufficient ammunition, and had no idea of fighting bayonets with the imperial army at all.

Just over ten minutes ago, the new regiment fired at least 300 shells at itself.

Seeing that his subordinates' faces were getting more and more ugly, Qinggang Zhongzuo hesitated and comforted: "However, we don't have to worry too much. The ammunition of the Eighth Route Army relied on capture, and it should not last too long to fight with us! ”

The new regiment attacked the position, and Chen Dong, the commander of the artillery company, walked up to Wang Ping and reported with an embarrassed face: "Regiment commander, there are not many shells left, and there are less than fifty rounds left." I mean, leave it on spare, just in case! ”

"Stop shelling!" Wang Ping agreed with Chen Dong's idea and made a decision immediately.

"Heavy machine guns, grenadier cover, infantry rush up, fight for an attack to kill the devil's ring fortifications!"

"Comrades, kill me!" The company commander of the new regiment was the first to get up from the ground, and rushed forward with a light machine gun in his arms.

More than 200 Eighth Route Army followed closely and launched an attack together.

In the Japanese ring fortifications, as soon as the shelling stopped, Qinggang Zhongzuo realized that the Eighth Route Army was about to attack, and his time of life and death had come.

But he did not directly order his men hiding in the trenches to counterattack, and the heavy machine-gun bullets flying overhead still made the threat fatal to them.

"Sir, the new heavy machine guns covering the attack have stopped firing!" The vice-captain suddenly reminded.

"Get into position right away and fight back! All machine guns, all fired, with a large number of casualties to the offensive troops of the Eighth Route Army as the combat goal! Qinggang Nakasa's eyes were full of excitement before the battle.

Nearly 300 devils, more than half of them were concentrated in Qinggang to the front.

As soon as the signal flare for the counterattack was raised, more than 200 densely packed human heads, rifles, light machine guns, and several heavy machine guns were revealed in the trenches, scattered in the trenches for more than 200 meters.

"Bang bang bang ~ da......" The sound of gunfire also rang out in the trenches.

"Ah......h

More than a dozen Eighth Route Army, which rushed to the front, fell in response and died on the offensive road.

"The machine gunners shoot all and suppress the devil's counterattack fire!" The company commander holding the light machine gun lay on the ground, and the machine gun fired at the devil's ring fortifications that were close at hand.

"Grenadiers, shoot right away, take out the devil heavy machine gun!"

Wang Ping, who was watching the battle from behind, also frowned, stared at the battlefield and ordered: "Company Commander Chen, let the mortars with the highest hit rate open fire and kill the light and heavy machine guns on the position!" ”

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