After less than five minutes of fighting, the Japanese army advanced the battle line to a distance of about 30 meters after paying the price of 100 men, and the strength of Wu Guowei's side to continue fighting was already less than a company.

The infantry of the Japanese army are all killing machines that have been rigorously trained for many years, and often as soon as someone on the side of the national army raises their heads to shoot, several rifles will immediately open fire, and the heads of the national soldiers will be blurred with flesh and blood.

The strongest steel helmet could not withstand the direct fire of a rifle at close range, not to mention that only a few soldiers of the Sichuan Legion were equipped with French Adrian helmets, and most of the soldiers wore military caps with a layer of cloth.

"Get on the bayonet! All on bayonets! I'm ready to fight hard with the little devil, as long as there is still one person in the position, I won't let an inch of the position! Wu Guowei casually touched the magazine bag on his waist, and found that the bullets of the Mauser military pistol had been completely exhausted in just five minutes, and immediately angrily smashed the Mauser military pistol in his hand to the ground, and pulled out the Zhongguan 79 rifle under the corpse of the soldier next to him, loaded it with a bayonet and roared.

"Whoa...... Kakaka ......: "The soldiers who heard the order quickly lowered their heads, pulled out the bayonets at their waists, buckled them on the barrels of their guns, and half-crouched their bodies, ready to meet the enemy, and jumped into the trenches with a large number of Japanese infantry.

"Papapa......" "Fuck the grass, the brothers in heaven are watching, I want to take revenge for you with a bayonet!" Zhang Dali also ran out of bullets in Mauser's military pistol at this time, and when he threw it away, he pulled out a bayonet and clenched it tightly in his hand.

In the close-range shooting just now, Zhang Dali's shoulder was pierced by an Arizaka-style rifle bullet at close range, and if he hadn't reacted fast enough, this bullet would have hit his eyebrows.

"Whew...... Hu ...... "Wu Guowei and Zhang Dali and others just held bayonets and half-squatted in the trench, the heavy breathing sound was even the crisp guns could not be completely covered, their grenades had already run out, and the grenadiers were dumb earlier, although there were still some bullets left, but it was not at all cheap to shoot at the Japanese infantry, it was better to wait until the Japanese army rushed into the trench and gave them a fatal knife."

"Dada...... Rumble...... Boom! ......At this critical moment of life and death, suddenly a dense burst of gunfire came from the position of the Japanese troops left behind in the distance, and the explosions came one after another, and the momentum even covered up the gunfire that was close at hand, and the hazy shouting of killing became even louder.

"Zhang Weidong's side has attacked! Brothers, hold on, the little devil will not be able to withstand it, Battalion Commander Zhang has successfully attacked the devil's artillery unit and headquarters, preparing to launch a counterattack! "Originally, when I was going to mobilize the remnants of the troops to fight to the death, I heard the sound of explosions and shouts of killing in the distance, and I was suddenly overjoyed and shouted excitedly.

"Prepare for a counterattack!" "Prepare for a counterattack...... The soldiers who heard Fu Zhiyong's shout immediately shouted one after another, and conveyed the order from afar......

"Damn! Well done, brethren, the brethren of the first battalion have successfully attacked the artillery positions behind the little devils and are ready to charge! Kill these shitty toei cubs! Wu Guowei also heard the commotion, and hurriedly looked up at the edge of the trench, and found that the Japanese infantry who were close at hand had stopped running, and looked at the position of the rear wing headquarters with a look of disbelief.

"Retreat...... Retreat all...... Hayouku! Retreat ......" The few surviving Japanese commanders who charged with the team shouted in horror at the same time, preventing the attacking troops from continuing to charge, but beckoning the troops to immediately retreat to support the wing headquarters.

The Japanese army is very hierarchical, if the wing commander dies in battle, then these officers under him will be unlucky, and those who are lucky will be demoted and transferred to the second class unit to continue to serve, and the room for lifelong promotion will be suppressed very seriously, and those who are unlucky will be judged as dereliction of duty and directly apologize.

For these low-level officers who are hard to climb up, how many soldiers die is not what they care about, but more about their own lives and future.

In order to keep their head and official position, these Japanese officers decisively ordered the troops to immediately stop the attack and return to the headquarters of the defense and reinforcement wing.

"Rush!" Fu Zhiyong seized the opportunity of the rapid retreat of the Japanese army, jumped out of the trench and shouted and led the remnants to rush out.

"Kill ......!" For a while, there were four killings, and a group of soldiers of the national army who could still fight climbed out of the trenches and rushed towards the retreating Japanese infantry not far away.

Although Fu Zhiyong and their troops have little left, they must beat the water dogs at this time, bite the back of the Japanese infantry, and relieve some attack pressure on Zhang Weidong's side, after all, they can leave calmly as soon as they turn around if they want to retreat, and Zhang Weidong's side is nine deaths, and they can't withdraw at all without paying a heavy price, after all, they have to go around a big circle to reach the retreat location.

"Bite them to death! Don't let the little devils easily defend themselves! "Bang bang bang...... Fu Zhiyong They chased for more than 30 meters and found that the retreating Japanese infantry was not entangled with them at all, and was bent on retreating at full speed, Fu Zhiyong didn't play a marathon with these little devils anymore, and decisively took the lead in raising a gun to shoot, and for a while, the dense gunfire rang out again.

After all, the chase is too much, as long as people are completely provoked, then they may turn around and eat them all at any time, Fu Zhiyong They are only two or three hundred people, and the pressure is still very great in the face of the large army of Japanese infantry with more than 1,000 people.

"Puff puff ......" "Bang bang bang!"

The retreating Japanese infantry brigade did not expect that the remnants of the two or three hundred national troops who chased them out would dare to shoot at them, and the Japanese infantry who were originally bent on running at a distance suddenly fell a lot of people, such a dense formation retreat, a bullet can penetrate two or three, and it is the kind that does not need to aim, as long as the gun is raised and the trigger is pulled, that person is barely all human heads, guns and guns have gains, and bullets have results.

The Japanese infantry also began to turn over and fight back at this time, after all, it is better to fight than to be killed directly, that is, you can't die in vain.

"Bang bang bang!" "Dada...... Dadada......"

"Stop the pursuit! Covert suppression! Give me a hard beating...... "As the battle escalated again, more than 30 soldiers on Fu Zhiyong's side were shot and fell on the way to pursue, Fu Zhiyong saw that it was impossible to go on like this, if he chased them out for another hundred and ten meters, it was estimated that they would be wiped out, and immediately lay on the ground and shouted and ordered, while raising his gun and shooting the last bullet in the chamber.

"Bang bang bang ......" "Da da...... Da da da ......" "Bang bang ......"

"Stop shooting! All personnel immediately rescued the wounded and retreated! Take everything you can to your mother and pull me back, quick! Fu Zhiyong waited until the Japanese infantry ran nearly 100 meters before waving his hand and ordering his soldiers to stop firing and quickly rescue the wounded and clean up the battlefield.

"Weidong, there is only so much I can do, the rest is up to you, you must give me back alive." Fu Zhiyong 'clicked' to close the empty magazine, and while breathing violently, he said to himself in a low voice......

"Withdraw, withdraw...... The Japanese infantry has already begun to come back to help, don't care about the remnants of the devils, it is our task to kill the artillery, and get out of the battle immediately! Fuck, Lao Tzu gave the order to retreat, didn't you kid hear? Shoot Lao Tzu again and kick you to death, run ...... quickly" Zhang Weidong saw that a large number of devil infantry had rushed to a distance of less than one hundred and fifty meters this time, and immediately shouted for the soldiers of the first battalion who were besieging to give up the attack, and all of them withdrew to the woods and began to run.

Zhang Weidong's first battalion is now comfortable, not to mention killing an artillery brigade directly under the Japanese wing, and almost piggybacking on the Japanese wing headquarters.

"Bhagayari!" At this time, the commander of the Japanese army was hiding behind a big tree with his injured arm in his arms, and when he saw that the soldiers of the Nationalist Army had slipped away with oil on the soles of his feet before his large army returned to help, he immediately cursed with bruises on his forehead.

In fact, the commander of the Japanese army wing did not die on the spot It is already a gift from God, just when he was attacked, he immediately organized the remaining troops to launch a counterattack, a grenade of the national army happened to be not far from his feet, if it were not for the power and lethality of the grenade, it is estimated that the captain of the big Zuo wing would not have injured an arm.

"Captain, are you alright?" At this time, several scattered and hidden officers and soldiers also ran out one after another to check the commander's injuries, and by the way, they served as the surrounding realm.

"Yaga! Leave me alone, organize a force for me to pursue immediately! This group of Chinese soldiers must not be let go! I'm going to cut off their heads one by one! Baga ......"

At this time, the wing commander of the Japanese army was about to lose his mind, and in his more than ten years in the army, he had fought dozens of battles, and he had always beaten others, and it was the first time in his life that he was beaten by others, let alone injured.

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