Once the war breaks out, it is absolutely endless, except for the complete destruction or defeat of one side, otherwise, we can only fill the hole with our lives, so that this pain can continue indefinitely.

Under the order of Setsuro Shimizu, and based on the premise of the advanced military quality of the Japanese soldiers in the same period, the devils marched in an orderly manner, and in a very short period of time, more than a dozen grenadier squads and more than a dozen mortar squads of the devils were erected, and then the first round of crazy bombing began without hesitation.

The cannonballs were blasted out by devils as if they didn't want money, and dozens of barrels bombarded in dozens of directions together, resounding with a huge roar that continued in the mountains and forests, almost bulldozing the hills of the small mountain col.

The devil's artillery was very accurate, even if it was still night, the little devil relied on the gunfire of the new group of soldiers to locate it, and one shell after another seemed to have eyes, greeting everyone, and the whole new group was almost always pressed and beaten under the powerful artillery fire of the devil.

This is also something that can't be helped, the devil's artillery fire has a long range, great power, and a large number, and it can hurt people from afar, but once the new group loses the sight of the little devil, it is difficult to play much role only with the simple guns in their hands.

"Commander......"

"Forbearance, the devil's artillery fire is fierce but it will not last long, and when their people attack, their artillery fire will temporarily lose its effectiveness, and at that time, it will be our chance to make a move."

Han Xin looked around again as he spoke, and the tragic scene made him feel a little heartbroken, although everyone was hiding very hidden, and the little devil had no actual accuracy, but he couldn't withstand the artillery fire that the devil covered almost in all directions.

After the roar of artillery fire, Han Xin shook his head bitterly, the soldiers of the new regiment sacrificed dozens of lives under the artillery fire, and many soldiers were injured of varying degrees of severity.

But at the moment when the situation is in crisis, no one can care about this, even those injured soldiers are gritting their teeth and holding on, their stomachs are already full of resentment, just wait for the little devil to touch him, they will kill him heartily.

The Type 92 infantry gun on the side of the second stunned man and the bolt hand is almost the only artillery fire that can return fire from a long distance in the new regiment.

But the shells were really limited, and after all the dozen shells were gone, the second stunned man and the bolt had to retreat from the bombardment scene of the little devils, waiting for the opportunity for the time being.

…… Finally, the devil's artillery fire stopped roaring in the helplessness and anticipation of the soldiers, little devil, this is about to charge.

Before the battle began, a squadron of the little devils took the lead in rushing up with rifles, and the soldiers of the new regiment saw that the little devils had entered the shooting range, and they did not hesitate any longer.

A neat row suddenly emerged from the back of the fortifications at the top of the mountain, and a burst of shots, under the accurate marksmanship, dozens of devils fell weakly in an instant, and the corpses rolled up under the sloping terrain, and even tripped the little devils below.

But the little devil's marksmanship is not bad, just when the soldiers of the new regiment showed their heads, several machine gun platoons of the devils who caught up immediately opened fire, and under the rate of fire of six or seven rounds a second, the soldiers of the new regiment inevitably fell down.

In the first meeting, the two sides seemed to be tied, but everyone knew that according to this style of play, the new group would definitely suffer, and the number of devils far exceeded that of the new group.

"Hit, give me all the little devil's machine guns dumb!" Shi Xiao roared, and suddenly stood up with a crooked handle, and a burst of strafing fire directly killed several little devils' machine gunners.

"Cover, cover, aim at the devil's machine gunners to fight!"

Seeing his eldest brother taking the risk of strafing with a machine gun, Shi Wen shouted loudly in fear, and then pulled down the fuses of a few grenades in his hand and threw them out.

Rumble!

There was a huge roar, and the little devil in the vicinity exploded temporarily, and then Shi Wen quickly knocked Shi Xiao down, dodging a string of stray bullets, but the speed of the bullet was so fast, and a flying bullet directly hit Shi Xiao's right arm.

Fortunately, the power of the devil's 38 big gayer was unexpected, and the bullet directly penetrated Shi Xiao's arm, saving the trouble of taking the bullet.

"Big brother, how are you?" Shi Wen's eyes turned red instantly, and he was about to check Shi Xiao's injuries in a hurry.

"Damn, let the little devil bite, out of the way! Second, let the brothers of the sniper team immediately kill all the machine gunners of the little devils, otherwise it will be a big trouble. Shi Xiao pushed Shi Wen away, suddenly tore off a long strip of coarse cloth from his body, and used the temporary bandaging method taught by Han Xin to wrap it indiscriminately, and said to Shi Wen on the side without looking back.

"Well, big brother, be careful!"

"Go ahead!" Shi Xiao was injured in his right arm, broke Shi Wen, handed the machine gun in his hand to a soldier next to him, and then continued to shoot at the little devil with the rifle.

Soon, Shimizu Setsuro's subordinates, a devil major, encountered a situation that shocked him and made him helpless, and this situation was also the nightmare of the devil captain who had already been destroyed in the old man's temple long before him:

The sniper team of the new regiment opened fire, and under the special targeting, it was difficult for the devil's machine gunners to exert the terrifying power of the machine gun.

The Devil Heavy fell one by one, one after the other, and soon, the real Heavy was almost consumed, and this crooked machine gun was not easy to control, although most of the Devil Soldiers would use it.

But when it came to accuracy and control, these non-professional shooter soldiers were naturally a big step behind, and the edge of the machine guns was quickly covered, and the second plan of Setsuro Shimizu to use the machine gun platoon to fight was shattered after a few minutes.

"Hit!"

The hungry wolf lost its fangs, and the soldiers naturally had no scruples, and they frantically shot back, accurate marksmanship, tacit cooperation, and the favorable time and place in their home field, the soldiers quickly gained the upper hand.

Some soldiers even had red eyes, the bullets were gone, and without thinking about it, they rushed forward with a big slash, slashing left and right, and killed several devils in a row, and then they were hit by a stray bullet from a little devil.

But this is far from over, the horror of Chinese soldiers lies in the fact that real soldiers are never afraid of bloodshed and sacrifice, and are prone to erupt in a crazy war spirit under grief.

"Company commander!"

"Brother Liu......"

"Kill! Avenge the company commander! ”

A new group of fighters went crazy, rushing forward with machine guns and slashing, and more than a dozen fighters in front were killed by the stray bullets of the little devils, but the fighters in the rear did not pause at all, and by the cover of the sacrificed soldiers in front, they instantly became close to the devil and intertwined.

"Kill!"

A little devil witnessed a companion being smashed on the head with the butt of a new group of soldiers in a rage, and some of the new group of soldiers, their purple intestines were exposed, and they also swung the last death knife with all their might, directly cutting off the opponent's head to the ground, and rolling down the hill.

Fear rises involuntarily in my heart.

At this moment, not only him, but almost all the little devils had a thought: This group of people is crazy!

In an instant, the spirit of bushido, which the little devil was most proud of, was also shattered, and he didn't know who led the way, and they all began to flee towards the bottom of the mountain without orders.

The little devil who has always been fearless and dares to charge into battle is actually afraid. began to flee in embarrassment.

The soldiers of the new regiment began to clean up the battlefield, and the first wave of fierce attacks of the little devils was completely repulsed!

However, the situation of the new regiment was not very optimistic, and in this wave of attacks, the little devils first bombarded with artillery, then machine-gun fire, and then charged by all.

Although the soldiers of the new regiment were fierce and tactical, under the wave of attacks of the little devils, the casualty ratio of the two sides was almost close to 1:1

The little devils were killed about two or three hundred people, and on the side of the new regiment, more than two hundred soldiers were killed.

Han Xin looked at the mechanical watch hand, the hour hand just skipped a scale, and in an hour's time, the heroic spirits of more than two hundred new soldiers of the new regiment were resting here, the cold wind became more and more biting, and people's hearts were almost cold!

(To be continued)