After Yan Jiaming finished speaking, he held the explosive bag and ran directly towards the tank in front of the position.

Seven or eight fighters jumped out of the trench with explosives bags and cluster grenades, and they did not hesitate to shoot at the Japanese tanks.

They knew very well that if they did not stop the tanks from moving on, once the tanks rushed into the position, the remaining dozens of men in the company would be killed.

In order to hold the position of Nanzhuang Village, in order for other comrades-in-arms to survive, they are willing to sacrifice their lives, they have no fear, death is not terrible for them at this time.

The devil soldiers inside the tank saw that some soldiers jumped out of the trench, and the tank machine gun began to strafe.

Two young fighters were holding cluster grenades, and they had barely jumped out of the trench when their bodies were smashed into a sieve by tank machine guns.

Blood flowed down their wounds, their bodies fell limply to the ground, two young warriors died, their eyes widened, unwilling to look at the tank in front of them, they did not regret their choice, but they were not willing to die worthless like this.

A soldier dodged left and right with an explosive bag, he got closer and closer to the tank, the bullets kept running past him, and he was running on the line of life and death.

There was still five meters away from the tank, and the soldier had a smile on his face, but just as he was about to pull the fuse, a ghost soldier pointed a Type 38 rifle at the soldier's head, the trigger was pulled, and the vicious bullet was fired from the barrel of the Type 38 rifle, and the bullet hit the soldier's head, killing the soldier on the spot.

Because Yan Jiaming was wounded, he did not run very fast, and occasionally stayed on the ground to avoid Japanese tank machine gun fire.

Five of the eight fighters had already begun to die, and the remaining three warriors were cautiously advancing.

A fighter was hit in the right leg by a tank machine gun, and he dragged his wounded right leg with great difficulty.

The Japanese tanks continued to drive towards the position, the devil soldiers behind were shooting with rifles, two soldiers were killed by Japanese bullets, and now only Yan Jiaming and the wounded soldier were still moving towards the front with difficulty.

One of the ghost soldiers in the back found the soldier with the wounded right leg, he hurriedly shot at the soldier with his rifle, the bullet hit the soldier in the chest, and the soldier fell to the ground, but the soldier had a smile on his face, because the tank was about to reach him.

The devil soldier also noticed this, and he hurriedly shouted loudly, and he slapped the tank armor with the butt of his rifle.

But it was already too late, the tracks of the tank had already run over the body of the fighter, who detonated a cluster grenade.

A huge explosion sounded, and the moving Type 95 tank began to stop, and the tank was blown up, along with a dozen devil soldiers behind it.

The other tank began to retreat at a loss, but Yan Jiaming suddenly accelerated and ran, holding the explosive bag, and pounced directly on the tank.

With a "boom", an explosion sounded, and the Type 95 tank that wanted to evacuate was blown up, but Yan Jiaming also died on the spot.

Eight lives were exchanged for two tanks blown up, a price that was a victory for the Chinese forces of this era.

"Fire!" Wen Zihan shouted loudly, and he gave the order to shoot.

Three light machine guns, one heavy machine gun, dozens of rifles began to fire.

Without the cover of tanks, machine guns and artillery, the devil soldiers lost their support, and gunfire rang out on the position, and more than a dozen devil soldiers fell to the ground.

The devil soldiers were now only a hundred meters away from the position, and they were carrying rifles, under the cover of light machine guns and grenadiers, and they were storming the position.

Fierce battles unfolded, bullets were being fired, and people were falling to the ground.

"Boom", when more than a dozen devil soldiers rushed to a place less than five meters away from the position with rifles, a soldier rushed out with three grenades, and after coming to the devil soldiers, the soldier directly detonated the grenade, and the explosion sounded, and nine devil soldiers were killed and injured.

Under the stubborn resistance of dozens of officers and men of the first company, the attack of the Japanese troops was repulsed, but the first company paid the price of more than 20 casualties.

The position of Nanzhuang Village was held, but the personnel of the first company were getting smaller and smaller.

In one afternoon, the Japanese troops launched a fierce attack on the positions of the New Second Brigade, and in the evening, the Japanese troops stopped attacking, and the casualties of the First Regiment and the Independent Regiment of the New Second Brigade had reached more than 1,500, while the casualties of the Japanese troops exceeded 3,000.

The night was hazy, and Pingding County, which had been fighting fiercely for a day, gradually returned to quiet, and the surroundings became silent.

In the county seat, the new second brigade headquarters.

Sun Weiguo looked at the map, the expression on his face became solemn, the casualties of the defenders of Donghui Town reached more than five hundred, which was already the cost of casualties of a battalion, after getting Zhong Jian's report, Sun Weiguo realized that Donghui Town was likely to be lost in advance.

This has nothing to do with Zhong Jian's command ability, Kunomura Momoyo has four infantry brigades, and there are more than 30 artillery pieces to help in the battle, Kunomura Momoyo has a very good command ability, after their troops attack, it will naturally bring a lot of pressure to the new second brigade.

The only fortunate thing is that the troops of the 6th Cavalry Regiment wiped out the armored detachment of the 1st Brigade of the melee in Zanhuang County, and if this armored detachment had helped in the battle, I am afraid that the casualties of the defenders of Donghui Town would be greater.

"Brigade commander, now we have almost a regiment of casualties, if we continue to fight like this, I'm afraid we will be wiped out."

Qin Xianliang, chief of staff, came to Sun Weiguo, looking at Sun Weiguo in front of him, Qin Xianliang said in a solemn tone.

Before Sun Weiguo could answer, fierce gunfire came from the direction of Donghui Town.

"Brigade commander, the independent regiment sent an urgent telegram, the two melee brigades of the first brigade of the melee broke through from the flank of Donghui Town, the pursuit of the seventh battalion of the independent regiment was ambushed by the two melee brigades of the Japanese army, and the troops of the seventh battalion suffered more than 100 casualties, and at present, the two melee brigades have begun to break away from the pursuit of the independent regiment, and they are advancing towards the county seat!"

Zhao Lerong walked quickly to Sun Weiguo with a telegram, and he reported in a panicked tone.

Sun Weiguo took the message and looked at it, the expression on his face became nervous.

At present, there are no troops stationed here in the county seat, and if two melee brigades are allowed to rush over, the brigade headquarters and artillery positions will be eliminated.

So far, the two heavy artillery companies of the 1st Artillery Battalion have been used by Sun Weiguo as hole cards and have not been used.

But Sun Weiguo also knew that if the Independent Regiment pursued and blocked these two melee brigades, then Kunomura Momoyo was likely to bring a devastating blow to the Independent Regiment.