This Zhang Gushan has not only been cultivated once, but has been cultivated two or three times, three or four times.

In the midst of the violent explosions, from time to time officers and soldiers were blown up and flew up and died on the spot, some soldiers were seriously wounded, moaning in pain there, and some were slightly wounded, wrapping their wounds and not saying a word.

Hanhang is estimating the damage. For the 200 people left, there must be more than 100 casualties, and if 500 people are left, there will be more than 300 casualties. Just because of his own words, 300 minus 100, saved 200 casualties.

Such a simple math problem will not be impossible for ordinary people to calculate!

As soon as the shelling stopped, the little devils began to attack from the bottom of the mountain, and in the red firelight, a yellow procession, like locusts, walked towards the mountain with staggering steps, wearing ragged clothes, and their eyes were dazzled and their heads were dizzy. They omitted even machine-gun cover and mortar fire, not because they didn't pay attention to tactics, but because they really didn't have bullets.

The 300 people of Zhang Lingfu's death squad also came up from behind. With about 2,000 people in 400 pairs of little devils, compared with the last time, Han Xing felt a lot less pressure.

Han Xing said to Zhang Lingfu: "Don't fight with the little devil with bayonets, try not to leave the trench, just hit hard with a gun and smash it with a grenade." ”

Zhang Lingfu understood and issued almost the same order to his death squad: "No one is allowed to leave the trench until they come to him." The little devil has no bullets, and he is about to lie down hungry, so we will shoot him with guns and smash them with grenades, and we must beat the little devil to his stomach completely. ”

The little devil walked slowly, but he couldn't get up fast if he wanted to, and when he was about 80 meters away from the front position, Zhang Lingfu yelled: "Hit-"

Suddenly, heavy machine guns, light machine guns, and medium rifles, including the automatic rifles of the Southern Expeditionary Army, poured down towards the little devils.

The little devils fell in front, and the ones behind continued to go up, as if they were numb, and only walked forward with their guns in hand. As long as they reached the top of the mountain, their mission was completed. As for whether they have the strength to engage in hand-to-hand combat with the Chinese army again, that is another matter.

The corpses of the little devils fell layer after layer, densely packed, piece after piece. It seems that they are all dead, and they don't care, anyway, they will die when they go back, and the taste of starving to death is even worse than the taste of dying in battle.

After laying down seven or eight hundred corpses, the little devil began to approach the forward position. The soldiers on the position jumped to their feet and had to use bayonets and rifles to expel the Japanese.

The sound of ping-pong bayonets, the intermittent sound of gunshots, the sound of people falling to the ground, the sound of fighting each other, and the sound of entangled hugs were mixed together......

In this close-quarters fight, the casualty rate of the Chinese soldiers was much less than that of the Japanese soldiers, and this was not because the Chinese soldiers had greatly improved their fighting skills in the near future, but because the Japanese had not been able to eat for many days and were physically weak.

After all, there are too many Japanese, and if you kill one batch and come again, you can't finish killing them, as if you can't kill them all. The number of Chinese soldiers is also declining dramatically. Yu Qingxiang was a little anxious and took the lead in rushing to kill, but unfortunately, a bullet penetrated his lungs and died on the spot.

At this time, the Chinese army was only about 200 people, while the Japanese soldiers still had nearly 1,000 men.

Zhang Lingfu's eyes for help were looking at Han Xing again, which meant that they were all killed in battle, or retreated.

Han Xing's heart was also nervously considering, if he continued to fight like this, it would still be the Japanese who would finally stand on Zhanggu Mountain, and if he withdrew, he could also organize a counterattack. But the retreat sentence, Han Xing can't say, can only say indirectly: "If you retreat, I can send a helicopter to cover." ”

"Then quickly send a helicopter to meet us and retreat!" Zhang Lingfu said.

Han Xing had no choice but to shout in a low voice: "Director Zhang! ”

Director Zhang of the Planning Department stood upright, came to Han Xing's face, saluted and said, "Report to Chief of Staff Han, do you have any instructions?" ”

Han Xing ordered: "Contact the helicopters and ask them to cover our retreat." ”

Director Zhang agreed: "Yes!" "Immediately contacted the helicopter and went.

After a while, a huge roar of helicopter motors sounded in the sky, and six helicopters flew quickly towards Zhanggu Mountain, approaching 1,000 meters, and six heavy machine guns fired wildly ...... "da-da", and assault rifles also swept up violently.

In the face of the powerful firepower from the helicopter in the sky, the little devils had no power to fight back at all, and they didn't even have the ability to parry, because they had no bullets at all.

People fell one after another, and a lot of them were yellow.

The helicopter is also a little crazy, catch the delicious food and don't let go, don't you fight back, okay! I'm going to bully you even more, flying lower and closer, and I can't wait for the huge wind from the helicopter's propeller to blow the little devil up.

Piles of grenades fell from the plane, "boom-" "boom-"

It was so explosive that the little devil was crying for his father and mother, and he was crying bitterly.

When the little devil finally came back to his senses, he looked up and saw that there was no helicopter left, and all of them flew away. Look at the Chinese soldiers on Zhanggu Mountain, there is no one left, all of them are missing. Even the wounded were gone, only the martyrs who had died one by one, lying there quietly, as if laughing at the Japanese.

Originally, the Japanese still wanted to sprinkle a belly of fire on these Chinese who could not speak, but after thinking about it, it was better to disperse! I really don't have the strength anymore. Even the corpses of the Japanese soldiers all over the ground probably don't have the strength to dispose of them.

The situation of the 106th Division was extremely dangerous, and it had to be telegraphed several times to Senior General Okamura Ninji of the 11th Army Corps. Okamura Ninji was also poor at this time, and in addition to urgently urging his subordinate 27th and 101st divisions to urgently move closer to the 106th Division at any cost, he could only tell the truth to his master, General Shunroku Hata, commander of the Central China Dispatch Army.

Hata Junliu was taken aback when he heard this, this is worth it, a whole division, if this division is eaten, it will be another battle of Taierzhuang! He pondered hard about what the 106th Division lacked the most at present, and he deduced it and felt that after days of hard fighting, the most urgent thing in the 106th Division was junior officers.

Therefore, he urgently mobilized 200 officers below the rank of wing commander from various units, assembled in Nanjing, and airdropped them to the Wanjialing area to support the 106th Division.

Han Xing is a person from the past, knowing this history, he originally wanted Zhang Lingfu's 153 Brigade to make this contribution, but it seems that the 153 Brigade has suffered casualties and does not have this ability. Han Xing also wanted Wang Yaowu's 51st Division to make this contribution, but the 51st Division was also too busy to take care of itself and had limited troops. After thinking about it, only Tong Guò opened Lingfu's mouth to inform Xue Yue of this important news.

Before dawn will be the darkest, and it is precisely because of the darkness that the ugliness of a qiē is temporarily covered, and the gunfire on the battlefield that has just subsided has made this mountain forest in tranquility and poetry. But just inside this dark and gloomy surface, there seem to be countless ghosts and unpredictable tomorrows.

Just outside the headquarters of the 153rd Brigade, outside a green tent, Han Xing and Zhang Lingfu were sitting silently on a big stone at the door. After a fierce battle, both of them need a little respite, both physically and psychologically.

At this time, Zhang Lingfu was frowning, and his face was solemn. Zhang Gushan was captured twice and withdrawn twice, killing nearly 2,000 Japanese, but the mountain was still not taken. If such an important mountain is not taken, what will it mean, Zhang Lingfu doesn't know in his heart......

Another important situation is that Zhang Lingfu was hit by 6 shrapnel in this battle, especially in his legs, and was the most seriously injured, plus the original back injury, which can be said to be full of scars, but for fear of affecting morale, Zhang Lingfu gritted his teeth and did not tell others, he just quietly wrapped the bag, and continued to command the battle as if it was nothing.

Han Xing calmly said to Zhang Lingfu: "It's the morning of the 9th, and there will be a big event today. Brigade Commander Zhang, what should you do? ”

"What's the big deal?" Zhang Lingfu asked, "Capturing Zhanggushan is the biggest thing for our 153rd Brigade!" ”

Han Xing continued: "This morning, the Japanese army will airdrop a part of the junior officers to the Wanjialing area. ”

Zhang Lingfu sneered, and didn't believe Han Xing's words at all: "How do you know, airdrop, inexplicable, as far as I know, the Japanese army has not airdropped officers and soldiers." You haven't left my side all night, which intelligence officer sent you the information? ”

Zhang Lingfu would ask, and Han Xing would make it up, and said casually: "Yesterday afternoon, I knew." I originally thought that after your 153rd Brigade occupied Zhanggushan, the credit for this battle was the 153rd Brigade's, but I really didn't expect that Zhanggushan was captured and lost for the second time. ”

Zhang Lingfu was also thinking about it, and it seemed that such important information from Han Xing would not be said casually. In case of a delay in the military situation, I can't afford to be guilty, so I have to say, "What do you want to do?" ”

Han Xing said: "It's a big deal, so I can only tell Commander Xue directly." ”

Zhang Lingfu thought about it for a moment and said, "Okay, let's report directly to Chief Xue." ”

Zhang Lingfu dragged his inflexible legs, arrived at the command headquarters, directly dialed Xue Yue's phone, and then said to Xue Yue: "Commander Xue, I am Zhang Lingfu, the brigade commander of the 153rd Brigade of the 51st Division of the 74th Army. ”

After Zhang Lingfu finished speaking, he directly handed over the phone to Han Xing.

Over there, Xue Yue heard that it was Han Xing, the chief of staff of the Southern Expeditionary Army, and said politely: "Is it Chief of Staff Han, hello, your Southern Expeditionary Army has fought well, especially the air force of your Southern Expeditionary Army, which has made great contributions, and I will definitely ask you for credit in front of the chairman." ”

"That's the case," Han Xing didn't have time to say these greetings and nonsense, "This morning, the Japanese army will airdrop 200 officers below the wing commander in the Majialong area to support the 106th Division, I don't know if Commander Xue knows this news, right?" ”

"What, you say it again." For such important information, Xue Yue really didn't know, so he asked Han Xing to repeat it again.