The artillery position was on a small hillside with a river on one side, but it was already dry season in October, and there was only a shallow layer of silt left in the ditch, and there was no water. Follow? Dream?. lā ．

Because it was in the rear, the number of defenders of the artillery position was not large, about a platoon, but they never expected that the Japanese army would mobilize a brigade of more than 500 people to bypass and attack them.

"Kill ...... chirp"

As soon as Junji Midorikawa saw the artillery position, his eyes were red, just now these guys used artillery fire to suddenly attack, and the puppet army that blew up was overwhelmed, and they directly bombarded the rear, killing many imperial soldiers, and immediately commanded the knife to point forward and roared.

Before he could finish yelling, the Japanese soldiers were already loud and sound, and launched the famous Banzai charge, and the Japanese troops rushed forward under the cover of machine guns and grenadiers.

The Japanese also discovered that the defense of the artillery positions was relatively weak, and was ready to take the artillery positions in one fell swoop at all costs.

"Holy shit, the devil is coming around us......"

As soon as they saw the Japanese army, there was chaos on the artillery position, and they all wanted to turn the gun ports to cooperate with the defense.

"Don't look back, give me a greeting to those devils' tanks, we're here!"

The commander of the Eighth Platoon stationed in the artillery position shouted loudly, he knew very well that the enemy had dispatched seven or eight tanks and armored vehicles to attack the position, followed by the devils who came forward, if they lost the support of the artillery, the frontal battlefield would probably be directly penetrated by the devils!

"However, there are only thirty or forty of you, and there are five or six hundred little devils...... "The artillery platoon commander said.

"Trust me!"

The eight-way platoon commander glared at his eyes and roared: "If my brothers and I still have a breath, we will never let these devils touch half of your hairs......

"Well, as long as you can withstand it, our artillery fire will never stop hitting me!"

The artillery battalion commander roared wildly and ordered the artillery to bombard the Japanese tanks in the frontal position with all their might, regardless of their backs.

"Brothers, the brothers on the front line need our artillery support, so we must stop these devils, as long as we still have a breath, we can't let the little devils step into the artillery array......"

The platoon commander of the Eighth Route pointed his gun at the Japanese soldiers who rushed over like a tide and yelled, and then a large ball of blood burst out of his chest, and the accurate shot of an old Japanese devil hit him directly.

"Platoon Commander ......"

Seeing this scene, many screams of grief broke out, and several soldiers cried and crawled towards this side.

"Fight the devils......"

The eight-way platoon commander said crookedly, and then his head tilted and died.

"them......"

The remaining soldiers of the Eighth Route went crazy and fired desperately, and the only machine gun in the team began to roar, knocking the hordes of Japanese soldiers down in the small ditch.

Da Da Da ......

The Japanese machine guns began to frantically greet the trenches of the Eighth Road, and the flying debris of the earth made the Eighth Route soldiers feel as if they were in a fog, and they could not raise their heads.

"Long live the Emperor!"

"For the sake of the empire, rush ah ......"

The Japanese rushed forward in the whizzing rain of bullets, and some were shot down, but the rest of the Japanese rushed past them without stopping, and even rushed forward on the corpses of their dead comrades, and swooped towards the position.

Such a Japanese army is the real Japanese army, crazy and fearless of death.

Some people rushed to the position of the Eighth Road, and even after several bullets, they still threw grenades into the trenches of the Eighth Road, and some people were shot into a sieve all over their bodies and bled in all directions, but they still staggered forward with bayonets......

In the past, under such a ferocious and deadly offensive, ordinary troops collapsed directly, but this time, the Japanese army met an opponent.

"Lao Tzu is fighting with you......"

"Hold on, stop these bastards......"

The soldiers of the Eighth Route hissed and roared, relying on the high ground of one or two meters high on the small hillside and the river ravine, fighting desperately, braving the rain of bullets flying and shooting, and some of the wounded of the Eighth Route were blurred by the explosion, and they were still pulling the trigger, or they were still waving the bayonet blade fiercely while lying on the ground.

It is said that it is a close hand-to-hand encounter, but it is more like two groups of fierce beasts fighting to the death, unless one side dies, or the other side is all bitten to death, it will never stop.

"Battalion commander, they're dying......"

Some artillerymen cried out, the area of the fight was only a few hundred meters away from the artillery position, and they could see the meat grinder-like battlefield in the rear.

"Don't worry about the back, look at the front and aim for me!"

The artillery battalion commander shouted sharply: "They are buying us time with their blood and lives, and we can't let their blood ...... in vain."

"Understood, battalion commander!"

The artillerymen roared with tears in their eyes, shoved the shell into the chamber of the cannon, and watched as it landed around the tank in front of the position with a roar and rage, and exploded in the crowd.

In front of those tanks, a large number of familiar figures scrambled to rush up in the smoke of gunfire, being shot, stabbed to death by the Japanese soldiers, or rising in the smoke of explosions......

"Rush all up......"

Midorikawa Junji screamed, the position in front of him had come to an end, and a platoon of eight roads was enough to block his brigade for ten or twenty minutes, fighting out thirty or forty people under him, which surprised him a little.

But the position was finally captured, and there was an unobstructed artillery position in front!

"Dazuo, look at ......"

One of the Japanese soldiers suddenly screamed and stretched out his hand to the flank.

In the ditch on the flank, a large group of two or three hundred soldiers of the Eighth Route rushed over silently, and those red eyes made people can't help but feel that they were a group of mad dogs that could bite people, and they could hardly bark.

"What are you afraid of, there are many of us, so we will be stationed on the spot and defeat them!"

Seeing this scene, Midorikawa Junji was shocked, but at the same time sneered, although this group of Eight Roads was tenacious and crazy enough, he never believed that the Eight Roads could defeat the invincible Emperor without much difference in numbers and at the same time not having an advantage in the terrain.

Beat!

With the roar of Han Xiaolei, who was charging ahead, the soldiers of the two reinforced companies suddenly dispersed and opened fire in unison!

"Shoot!"

Junji Midorikawa also shouted loudly, ordering the troops to shoot in unison, while also charging head-on towards the enemy on the opposite side!

The gunfire instantly rang out, and a large number of people fell in the hedging team.

But the next scene stunned these Japanese soldiers.

After a large number of Japanese soldiers let go of a shot, they pulled the bolt to load the bullet while running, but the opposite Balu did not put down the gun at all, and the muzzle of the gun still kept shooting bullets!

Ahh......hhh

The screams of the Japanese soldiers suddenly rang out, and I don't know how many Japanese soldiers fell when they pulled the bolt, and the bullets on the opposite side were still shooting endlessly......

Many Japanese soldiers didn't look at it, what kind of gun the other side used, and they could shoot it by directly pulling the trigger!