At 2 a.m. on November 6, before dawn, the Japanese began to shell more intensely. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Thousands of people from the Suzuki Brigade of the Japanese army came to reinforce them, plus the remaining personnel of many divisions, totaling more than 10,000 people.

At 4 o'clock, with the cooperation of aircraft and field artillery, the Japanese army rushed across the river bridge for the third time and launched a fierce attack on the defenders on all fronts.

Taking advantage of the inferiority of the Chinese defenders, who had no air force and no anti-aircraft guns, the Japanese planes frantically carried out low-altitude bombing and strafing in turns. A number of large-caliber guns were also added to the Japanese artillery positions, aiming at our main position in Daxing to rain the most explosive shells.

Qin Yuan's position is located on the left flank of the main position, not the main attack direction of the devil, and the pressure is slightly less.

Hundreds of people hid in the anti-artillery holes, constantly praying to the gods and Buddhas.

No one knows which shell will land on their heads, and the feeling that their lives are out of their control is maddening.

One night, the recruits who had just been replenished in the "boom" tremor could not bear the huge psychological pressure, and began to shout like crazy.

"I can't wait here to die, I'm going out! Let me out! ”

With a muttering in his mouth, he rushed out of the anti-artillery hole despite the squad leader's obstruction.

He was running freely on the battlefield, and a smile began to appear on his face. He seems to see home, and he sees his father and mother at the door of his house!!

"Daddy! Mother! I am back! ”

Just when the recruits were full of joy, an aerial bomb fell beside him.

A burst of fire flared up, and the recruit disappeared into this world with his beautiful fantasies.

The explosions finally stopped, and all the brothers in the anti-artillery holes breathed a sigh of relief and sighed that they were still alive.

Under Qin Yuan's beckoning, the brothers lay on their positions again one by one, waiting for the devil's upcoming attack.

Under the enemy's aircraft and artillery bombardment, which lasted for more than two hours, the fortifications on the entire position were shattered, and even some places could no longer play a concealed role at all.

But Qin Yuan had no choice, time was pressing. According to the urine nature of the devil, as soon as the aircraft artillery is blown up, the infantry will immediately charge, and he will not have time to direct the troops to regroup the fortifications.

As soon as the battle broke out, hundreds of devils rushed towards Qin Yuan's position with more than a thousand puppet troops.

At this time, the frontal position of Daxing had already exchanged fire with the devils.

More than 400 men of the independent regiment were lying motionless on the position, the cold wind was miserable, and many soldiers were already shivering, and they didn't know whether they were frozen or frightened.

Watching the devil quickly advance to a distance of two hundred meters in front of the position, Qin Yuan gave an order, and the light and heavy machine guns opened fire.

The well-trained Kwantung Army reacted quickly to the sudden light and heavy firepower, and they all crawled on the ground, pulling the bolts with a bang, and began to fire at Qin Yuan's position.

After a pair of shots, from time to time a brother was shot and fell to the ground.

The devils have a huge numerical advantage and a very high combat quality, slowly advancing towards the position, and the distance between the two sides is constantly shortening.

Soon, the devil came fifty meters in front of the position and began to charge.

It was a hard-fought hand-to-hand fight.

Both sides were red-eyed, the clanging of bayonets, the muffled sound of the butts hitting the head, the screams of the dying men, and the roars of murder......

From time to time, someone was stabbed and fell to the ground, and blood sprayed on the ground, blending with the soil, turning black and red.

Several Japanese Type 91 fighters flew by at an ultra-low altitude, but they were unable to drop the loaded bombs.

In the sight of the Japanese driver, the positions below were densely packed with Chinese and Japanese soldiers, which were also mixed with puppet troops.

The driver circled twice at low altitude, but had no choice but to return to the airport.

Because Qin Yuan's arm was injured, Chang Wu acted as Qin Yuan's guard under Zhang Fenglin's order, and followed him step by step.

A ghost soldier Cao stared at Qin Yuan's injury, and he could see that Qin Yuan should be an official, because Qin Yuan was followed by Chang Wu, a guard.

This little devil is not like other Japanese soldiers who keep shouting endlessly, but quietly, only the heavy panting sound indicates that he is still alive.

The devil army Cao stared at Qin Yuan and Chang Wu with gloomy eyes, ignoring the tragic white-knuckle battle next to him, he did not attack rashly, and calmly put on a posture and waited for the opportunity.

Chang Wu protected Qin Yuan behind him and confronted the devil.

Qin Yuan instinctively wanted to shoot and pulled the trigger, but there was a "click" sound in the chamber of the gun, and he didn't know when he had already emptied the bullet in the rifle.

Chang Wu and Jun Cao looked at each other and circled around a few times.

Although the height of the Japanese soldiers was generally short, the average height of the Japanese soldiers at this time was only 158 cm, which was basically a second-class cripple.

But almost every soldier was stout and muscular, with a well-nourished glow on his face, a well-trained explosiveness in his arms, whether he was thrusting or parrying.

Chang Wu saw that there were more and more devils and puppet soldiers around him, so he decided not to wait any longer and took the initiative to attack.

The masters fought each other, and the victory or defeat was only a millimeter, Chang Wu and the devil army Cao had passed five or six moves in the blink of an eye, and the two of them were each cut by the other party's blade, and the blood soaked the military uniforms.

The collision of bayonets and bayonets burst into sparks, making a sonorous metallic sound.

Chang Wu suddenly dodged a fierce stab from the other party, and then took advantage of the devil's strength to use his old age, suddenly held the devil's bayonet with his hand, and unloaded it from the rifle with a snap slot.

The hand was bleeding dripping, and the sharp bayonet cut a deep cut in the hand.

But Chang Wu didn't care about it, as if he had no pain. Taking advantage of the fact that the devil's bayonet was unloaded, he suddenly pounced on it and stabbed the unloaded bayonet into the devil's heart.

The devil soldier Cao's mouth and nose suddenly burst out of blood, his eyes stared at Chang Wu, and his mouth seemed to be saying something.

Although he solved the devil army Cao in front of him, Qin Yuan found that the situation in the entire position was already very bad.

More and more devils and puppet soldiers poured into the position, but on the other hand, on their own side, there were fewer and fewer brothers who could stand up.

The devils have eaten away at most of the position.

At this critical moment, the 2nd Regiment of the 3rd Infantry Brigade under the direct jurisdiction of Ma Zhanshan sent two battalions to reinforce it.

When Qin Yuan and the others saw that reinforcements were coming, their morale was immediately boosted. With the reinforcements working together to resist the Japanese army attacking from the front, the two sides fought many times, and the competition was extremely fierce, until almost noon.

At this time, the main position was almost destroyed by Japanese guns, and it was too late to repair it, and it was difficult to become a bunker.

When the Japanese army approached again, under the leadership of Qin Yuan, the defenders simply jumped out of the trench, rushed up with guns, and fought hand-to-hand with the Japanese army, fighting for their lives.

In the fierce battle of the Daxing position for three consecutive days, Ma Zhanshan's headquarters killed and wounded nearly 4,000 Japanese soldiers and puppet troops, while his own side suffered nearly 2,000 casualties.

After the fierce fighting on the third day, the fortifications of the Daxing position had been completely destroyed.

In order to preserve his strength, Ma Zhanshan immediately made a decision and ordered our army to change its position and withdraw the main force to the second line of defense of the three rooms 18 miles away from Daxing Station.