Boom, boom......

Artillery roared and bombs roared, kicking up a cloud of dust and debris of vegetation.

Both the enemy and us were lying on the cold ground, gritting their teeth and looking at the opposite position, someone was killed by the explosion, but no one looked at it, let alone sad.

Because both sides know that these dead brothers are just one step ahead, or the next, themselves.

"Yaga ......"

Toneoka Kanji roared in a low voice with a pale face, staring at the position in front of him, watching the shells that continued to shoot from the front position explode in his position, and his teeth were gritted.

It's been almost ten years since the Imperial Army invaded China.

For so many years, the routine artillery bombardment before each attack was the world of the imperial army, and the opposite branch army could often only shrink in the trenches and scold their mothers, and could not do anything.

But this time, the people of the Eighth Route and the Sichuan Army Independent Regiment on the opposite side are actually fighting against themselves!

Although the number of artillery fire of the other side is obviously less than that of its own, and the caliber of the shells is obviously smaller, the artillery fire of the other side has never stopped, and it has been bombarding stubbornly and stubbornly!

This reminded him of the damn cockroach, always after he thought that after he stepped on it, the other party could always get up as if nothing happened!

This, again, reminded him of these damned Chinese people, how many times, the empire thought that they had been defeated, and there was no other way out except to surrender and wag their tails and beg for mercy.

But these guys can always get up from the ruins, with a bloody body full of wounds, and do a battle of trapped beasts......

These are like these artillery fires on the other side, knowing that they are invincible but never stopping, like a kind of spiritual ......

Although Toneoka Kanji didn't want to admit it, he had to admit that this was a spirit of never giving in, preferring to die, and this spirit gave him a headache and even a little fear.

He didn't think about the heavy artillery and tanks that couldn't be pulled into this mountainous area because of the terrain, he knew very well that all this had nothing to do with the strength of the artillery, only with people.

It is related to this land underground, and it is this land that raises this group of stupid, cowardly pigs who only know how to fight in the nest.

But it was also these pigs, at this time of facing annihilation, but they burst out with a cohesion and courage that the empire had never imagined before, and he knew that this was the biggest mistake of the empire in this battle......

When night fell, snow fell in the dark sky.

In front of Qibailing, the sound of artillery that had been bombarded for half an hour stopped for a while.

"Onboard, rushing, ......"

In the vast mountains, on the dragon-like position of Qibailing, countless Japanese soldiers roared loudly and pounced frantically, dense like a crazy ant colony, just looking at it, it can make people's scalp tingle.

"Hit!"

Mao Ying, Da Dog Bear, Wang Mazhu, and Guo Zhenyu roared in unison, and countless soldiers and militiamen let out a tsunami-like cry and fired wildly at the Japanese army in front.

Behind the position, there were a large number of people from Trojan County, mostly women and children, who carried stretchers, or ammunition boxes, shells and other people, braving the rain of artillery fire and shells to shuttle through various positions, transporting the wounded and transporting supplies.

No one likes war, not even men, and so do women.

But they were all here, and no one left.

Here, Trojan County, is their homeland, where their roots are, and they will desperately defend it.

"Kill ...... chirp"

"Long live the Emperor, charge!"

In the ruins of Anyuan, the Japanese army began to roar and impact the only remaining positions of Lei Ming, Han Xiaolei and others, dense like a tide, as if they were going to swallow the only remaining more than 1,000 people on the opposite side in an instant.

Abe Norihide looked ahead with cold eyes, listening to the dense gunfire coming from ahead, the corners of his mouth were full of cold smiles, and he couldn't help but imagine the pigs in front of him falling one after another, bleeding like a river.

Then he remembered the figure of the fearless guy who was alone in Laiyuan City, the figure who gave him endless shame and pain, and the figure who was far away.

Abe Guixiu closed his eyes slightly, feeling the blood shed by those people to wash away his shame, imagining Lu Yuan watching these pigs fall in pieces, but he couldn't do anything, and the chatter of cruel laughter came out of his mouth, almost like a night owl.

"These pigs can't survive this wave of attacks, as long as they are eliminated, the periphery of Trojan Horse County will be all our territory!"

Midorikawa Junji also said with a smug smile on the side: "Changgang Jun's department has already attacked the Qibailing area twenty miles away from Trojan Horse County, as long as we attack it again, we will definitely make this damn road far from the left and right, and the destruction of his Trojan Horse County is close at hand!" ”

"It's been more than two years, almost three years, how much shame this road has brought to my empire, and how many warriors of the empire have lost their lives......"

Abe Guixiu muttered, looked up at the night sky and said: "Look, watch, watch me, Abe Guixiu bloodbathed Trojan Horse County, cut off the damn Lu Yuan's head with his own hands, and avenge the hatred of the kings......"

In the night sky, the snow is falling, the cold wind is whistling, and there seem to be countless souls hidden in the depths.

I just don't know, are those unjust souls the Japanese army, or those Chinese soldiers and civilians who died tragically?

Da Da Da ......

Woohoo!

In the position, between the ruins and broken walls, the machine guns kept roaring, and the soldiers of the Eighth Route and the militia of the Sichuan Army Independent Regiment resisted desperately with the simple fortifications built up by sandbags, while on the opposite side, the Japanese army relied on the overwhelming numerical superiority and the artillery superiority to attack frantically.

The war has reached this moment, and for both sides, it is desperate, and all tactics and strategies have been ineffective.

Unless, the enemy on the opposite side is wiped out, and it is possible to hold the position, or it is possible to take the position.

The Japanese army fell in droves, but the Japanese army behind them rushed up without hesitation, stepping on the corpses of their compatriots and continuing to charge, the Eighth Road, the same is true of the militia of the Sichuan Army Independent Regiment, once someone dies, someone immediately rises on top, lying down in the group of corpses of his comrades, feeling the body temperature of the dead comrades, and continuing to fight until the last drop of blood.

Wow yes......

Some Japanese soldiers were shot several times, with blood rushing all over their bodies, holding the bag of explosives that were rising in green smoke, and rushed into the trenches where the Eighth Route and the militia were stationed, and with everything around, they exploded into pieces with a bang.

Ahh......hhh

Taking advantage of the aftermath of the explosion, more Japanese troops frantically rushed up and rushed into the position in a rain of whizz bullets, stabbing bayonets indiscriminately, and kept firing.

Yaoooo

The surrounding Eight Roads and the militia, with the same howl of beasts, poured up, bayonets, bullets, everything......

At this moment, what you are fighting for is life, and what you are fighting for is to see who is more afraid of death and who is more courageous in bloodshed!

(End of chapter)