Zhongtiao Mountain, the position of Liu Maoen's defense area.

The position was already riddled with holes, full of craters, the grass and trees were stained with dry blood, and everywhere were the corpses of soldiers and Japanese soldiers who had died in battle, and the remaining generals withstood the cold wind and cowered in the trenches, laughing wildly under the indiscriminate bombardment of Japanese aircraft and artillery.

Many, many people died, many brothers, but all the soldiers, the officers were laughing wildly.

They have so many reasons to rejoice and laugh.

Because for too long, too long, they have not fought such a happy battle, for too long, too long not to be like this, no one has thought of running away, the officers are like this, the soldiers are like this.

It's no longer like before, some people are rushing forward, some people are running away, they are working together, fighting to the death together, or fighting to the death together!

In the past, their carefully constructed defensive line would often fall to the Japanese in a matter of hours, but this time, after ten days, although most of the positions have fallen to the enemy, some of them are firmly in their hands!

They laughed wildly because they were proud, proud of themselves, for the brothers who fought together in a bloody battle, I don't know how long, they had never been so proud.

Once, they even looked down on themselves, and they even felt that they might not die on the battlefield in the end, but would die in shame!

And now, they no longer have that kind of worry, they know that they will die on the battlefield, die on the way to charge, and die proudly on the battlefield!

The only thing that worries them is that their supplies are running out, and if the supply team can't deliver food and ammunition, they will have to gnaw at the Japanese soldiers who rushed up.

They have experienced a lot of this kind of situation of running out of ammunition and food while fighting, and they have experienced a lot on the battlefield.

But this time, they did not scold the quartermaster and the supply team who were greedy for life and fear of death as before, because they knew that those people did their best, and for several days, those supply teams had worked hard to cross the blockade, sending blood-stained shells and food here, and some even died immediately as soon as they put down the supplies, and the wounds on their bodies had already caused their blood to drain.

They fought to get the food in their last breath!

"Sir, the people of the convoy are back...... I was intercepted by the little devil again, and many people were injured......"

In a secret supply depot, an officer hurried in and shouted.

"Oh no, isn't that two days without supplies on the position?"

The quartermaster stood up like a burning butt and said, "Quick, organize a transport team to send it in......"

"The key is that there is no food......"

The officer stomped his feet and said: "We have organized more than a dozen waves of transport teams in the past few days, all of which have been intercepted by the little devils, and that is all the grain and grass we have left, many of which we bought with our own books......"

As soon as they thought of this, several officers in the same room turned pale, and all the money they had withheld in the previous battles had been spit out in this battle.

"Mom. I thought you were the only ones who spit out the old book, didn't Lao Tzu spit it out? ”

The quartermaster shouted angrily: "Find the landlords around who may have grain, whether it is borrowing or robbing, in short, within two hours, Lao Tzu will see the grain...... Otherwise, Lao Tzu won't be able to live, you him. Don't even think about living! ”

A few hours later, a large amount of grain was concentrated, along with a large group of civilians, who were responsible for delivering food to the front line in the face of artillery fire.

"Five oceans for each person, if you can pass through the blockade of the little devils and send the supplies to the brothers who are fighting the devils on the front line, add five more!" The quartermaster shouted at the crowd.

"I came voluntarily, I don't want the ocean, as long as you can fight the devil well, I don't want anything, and I will send supplies to you if you risk your life!"

"My life is gone, if the ocean has a fart to use my ocean, keep it to see if I can buy some more food, I can't let the soldiers who are desperate with the devil go hungry......"

Many people said, and then pushed and carried them, carrying the materials and leaving.

"A bunch of fools, this is life money......"

The quartermaster and a group of officers scolded that if there had been such a convoy before, they might have gone crazy because they could have put more oceans in their pockets, but this time, they just wanted to cry.

Because they know that the reason why these people, those soldiers who are fighting the devils on the battlefield, is so abnormal is because everyone wants to win a battle, a big victory!

Defeated again and again, I don't know how many people dream of winning once, even if they are willing to die.

"Rush, rush up for me and take back the position......"

On another position, Cun Xingqi was yelling, his leg had been blown off by a shell, but he was still screaming, directing more than half of the casualties to rush up, trying to recapture the previously lost position.

"Kill......"

"Fight with the little devils......"

Countless soldiers were covered in blood, and rushed to the front position in the smoke of gunpowder, falling in the rain of bullets that were whizzing, and fighting with the Japanese army in blood and fire.

They have nothing to fear, because the officers who were always behind the cat to supervise the battle before are now rushing in front of them or beside them, and even these officers are not afraid of death, how can they be afraid?

On the position in the area of Jiaozuo Xin'an, Xue Yue's headquarters was also fighting fiercely with the 33rd Division of the Japanese Army, and corpses were everywhere.

Countless soldiers stepped on the layers of corpses under their feet, rushed into the Japanese position, and strangled with the Japanese army, this was the fourth time in a day that they broke into the position of the Japanese army's 33rd place 106 and the Nara detachment.

In the rear, Guan Qi's headquarters of Wang Lingji was occupying the high ground to block the frenzied attack of the Japanese Sixth Division, and organized the Japanese army to flank and besiege the Japanese troops in the area of Jiaozuo in Xin'an from behind.

Everywhere there were earth-shattering shouts of killing, the fierce collision of knives and guns, and brutal white-knuckle battles unfolding everywhere.

The bayonet stabbed into the waist and abdomen, slashed the belly, and the butt of the rifle smashed the skull, and blood splattered everywhere......

In large-scale white-knuckle battles, the technique of fighting bayonets is often no longer so important, and it is more about who is more afraid of death, who has the determination and courage to shed blood!

When you meet on a narrow road, the brave wins!

After a long time, the surviving soldiers stood in the crowd of corpses, wheezing violently, and laughing as they watched the Japanese soldiers retreat like a tide again.

They thought that they would definitely not be able to fight the Japanese army with bayonets, and they thought that they would definitely not be able to hold it.

But this time, they held on!

They suddenly discovered that the little devil was really not as powerful as he thought, and he had never thought that he was so powerful!

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