Bang, bang, bang, the Japanese artillery shells bloomed more on Ye Yichang's defensive position, and the flying earth scattered in all directions with fragments, and in an instant, the entire defense line of the new second regiment was pressed and could not raise its head. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Hayakul, Hayakul!"

When the officers of the Japanese assault unit saw that the Eighth Route Army at the pass had not returned a single shot under the attack of artillery, they immediately shouted and urged the troops to speed up the charge.

Under Ye Yichang's arrangement, the new 2nd Regiment built an irregular trapezoidal defensive line on a slope at the remaining pass, and the best-equipped original company (now the 1st battalion) was placed at the forefront.

300 meters away from the trench of the first battalion is the corpse field of the devils, and all the devils who died in the nearly hour-long battle are there.

This time, the Japanese assault finally jumped over this line of death and attacked the forward positions under the cover of uninterrupted artillery fire.

"Battalion commander, the devil is close to the position!"

At this time, a soldier of the first battalion shook off the soil on his body after the shell exploded, glanced outside the trench, and saw that the Japanese army was almost close to the position, and hurriedly lowered his head and shouted at the commander of the first battalion who was still patting the mud.

"Damn, hit Lao Tzu hard and press the little devil back!" The commander of the first battalion raised his head and the shell gun in his hand opened fire first.

Bang, bang, bang, suddenly, suddenly, suddenly, the guys in the hands of the soldiers also rang one after another after the battalion commander.

I have to say that in the early days of the Anti-Japanese War, regardless of whether the Japanese officers were at the grassroots level or at the top level, and in the context of the invasion of China, the tactical literacy and tactical training were still in place.

After the first battalion returned fire, the Japanese officers, who had advanced to less than 100 meters away from the forward position of the Eighth Route Army, knew that at this moment, they could only die if they advanced and entered the opponent's position, and if they retreated or hid on the spot, they could only die and die.

Therefore, even if he was Yanggong, he still gave the command to charge.

With that, the officers roared out of their mouths, "Kill the chicken!" ”

The soldiers of the Japanese stormtroopers withstood the fire of a battalion and used the corpses of their former colleagues as human shields and continued to advance towards the position.

In this case, the advantages of the trapezoidal fortifications that Ye Yi often arranged appeared.

Because the Japanese soldiers used their comrades in front of them as shields, after the first concentrated fire attack, the soldiers of the first battalion could only use the penetration of bullets and the narrow interval between human shields to effectively kill.

Such a lethal intensity was obviously not enough, so the second battalion, which was in the second echelon, used grenades to replenish the fire of the first battalion under the command of the battalion commander.

Bang, bang, bang, the grenades that fell from a height bloomed among the devils, and as the explosions sounded non-stop, most of the devils who jumped over the 300-meter death line in front of the position for the first time were in front of the battalion position.

A few devils dodged the attack and entered the trenches, and suddenly, the position of the first battalion entered a white-knuckle battle with bayonets.

The first battalion commander has taken white-knuckle combat as a key training subject since the last ambush, and the soldiers have become quite familiar with white-knuckle combat under the training of this battalion commander who grew up fighting in the northwest, and almost everyone has a big knife with two blades at both ends of the crescent knife.

At this moment, the soldiers of the first battalion brandished the broadsword that left a painful experience for the Japanese army and started a tragic fight with the devils who entered the trenches.

The commander of the first battalion danced with a big sword in his hand, and the devil would be slashed and killed before he could get out of three rounds, and his face and military uniform were covered with the blood of the devil.

Just when the 1st battalion was mixed up with the devils, the officer of the artillery squadron, who received the uninterrupted artillery fire from Yamada Tsuneta, gave the command to open fire on the Type 92 infantry artillery group, which had already been loaded with shells.

"Fire!" "Fire!" "Fire!" ”。。。。。。

As the flag whisperers waved the command flag, the Japanese artillerymen repeated the command with a hideous face and pulled the strings.

Boom, boom, boom, boom, with the sound of cannon ejections, the second group of Japanese shells flew towards the pass position.

I have to say that Tsuneta Yamada's indiscriminate shelling for the sake of his future and life simply performed the non-toxic husband to the extreme.

At this time, the first battalion was in close combat with the devils who had entered the trenches, and there was no time to dodge the flying shells.

Bang, bang, bang, with the sound of shells exploding, the defensive position was once again covered by the devil's artillery fire, and the soldiers of the battalion who were mixed with the devils in the trench and had no time to dodge were flying with flesh and blood, wailing everywhere.

The Japanese shelling lasted for 10 minutes, and the defensive positions of the entire pass were filled with smoke after the artillery stopped.

"Quick, go to the first battalion to rescue the wounded!"

As soon as the artillery stopped, the commander of the second battalion, which was closest to the front position, wiped the mud on his face, and immediately led the soldiers to the first battalion position full of corpses.

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"Xiao Deng, wake up, wake up!"

On the battlefield, the commander of a battalion covered in mud cried and pushed the soldiers in front of him.

In the shelling just now, if it weren't for the fact that this soldier had not been killed by a shell after he was crushed under him, it can be said that this soldier had exchanged his life for his life.

"Old one, this brother has gone."

The second battalion commander rushed to the position and looked at the first battalion commander who was kneeling on the ground, and immediately helped him up and said.

"Second child, he's only 17 years old, damn it's me!" The commander of the first battalion dragged the opponent's arm and looked at the bloody soldiers lying in the trench who were blown up by shells, and tears were left in the corners of his eyes.

"Don't cry, let's quickly organize people to withdraw the wounded from the position, the devil's stormtrooper is coming soon!" The commander of the second battalion shook off the opponent's wrist and turned to beckon the soldiers to evacuate the wounded.

Huh!

The commander of the first battalion, as an old grassroots officer, naturally understood that the battle was not over, and it was too early to shed tears, he sighed heavily, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and immediately roared, "The first battalion listened to the order, the lightly wounded followed the second battalion commander to rescue the seriously wounded, and the remaining brothers immediately gathered their weapons and ammunition to avenge their dead brothers!" ”

"Yes!"

A battalion of fighters immediately followed the order.

Just when the first battalion was reinvigorating its defense, the second wave of Japanese soldiers and the second wave of stormtroopers unexpectedly stopped the artillery, and as the officers roared "Kill the chicken!" "Quickly through the 300-meter corpse field towards the position.

"Fire!" "Fire!"

As soon as the stormtroopers passed the corpse site, the 92nd Infantry Artillery Group on the Japanese artillery position rang out.

The third wave of artillery shells covered the defensive positions at the pass, and the stormtroopers entered the trenches without a single wound under the cover of artillery fire.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

The commander of the first battalion and the second battalion had time to withdraw from the position in the future, and when he saw this, he roared angrily, took his weapons and led the soldiers to start a white-knives battle with the devils again.

Boom, boom, boom.

As soon as the two sides fought, the fourth wave of indiscriminate artillery shells of the Japanese army attacked again with the sound of artillery.

"grandma, is the little devil planning to exchange his life for his life?" Ye Yi often scolded when he buried his head in the position on the top of the trapezoid, hiding his head to avoid the shelling.

The commander of the first battalion was pinned down by a soldier next to him during the shelling, and he survived