Lao Zhao counted the number of people, fortunately, there were dozens of brothers in a platoon, they all squeezed in, the bunker was dark, and he couldn't see the expressions on the faces of the soldiers at all, and he didn't bother to pay attention to it, the old god took out the cigarette paper, rolled a cigarette, and smoked it beautifully. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Go, go?" Several fighters in the innermost part of the bunker instigated a little guy to move out, it was the soldier named Zhu Dagu: "Platoon commander, this ......" Zhu Dagu's heart was full of fear, his voice was trembling, and he asked, "Our ...... Bunker, is it secure? ”

"Don't worry, I've asked the brigade commander, brother, and there is no need to say that the devil's cannonball can't hit so accurately, even if it's really so evil, it can't hurt us if it falls directly on the top of the head."

Zhu let out a long sigh: "Really? Platoon commander, don't you want to coax me! ”

"Just wait and see." Lao Zhao took a few puffs, threw down the paper cigarette, half-arched his body, and said: "I'll tell you the truth, this is what the brigade commander's eldest brother said to me Lao Zhao personally, you know why?" Just to be afraid of you bastards! ”

"Who's scared?" Zhu Dagut stiffened his mouth and said.

Lao Zhao ignored him, laughed and rolled up a cigarette again, probed out to listen, the sound of artillery was more dense than just now, this time the bombardment, Xia Yuan Xiong Mi was really ruthless, all kinds of shells fell in front of the Chinese army position without money, looking at the past from their own position, there was a sea of flames and fire everywhere! You don't have to set foot on it to know that the Chinese army in the trenches must be in hell!

Xia Yuan Xiong Mi laughed a few times with satisfaction, his eyes fluttered, and fell on the soldiers who were at the back of the queue, ready to go out at any time, the person he wanted to see was facing away from him, wearing an earthy yellow military uniform, with two swords inserted in the left and right crosses around his waist, hitting his thighs back and forth with the shaking of his body, a group of soldiers before the battle, high-spirited appearance.

Toshiyuki Suzuki followed his gaze, leaned closer to the chief, and asked in a low voice, "Your Excellency, ......?" ”

Xia Yuan Xiong Mi knew what he wanted to say, and shook his head: "No, you don't have to. The soldiers of the imperial kingdom must have the consciousness of dying on the battlefield and sacrificing their lives for the country. Even my son. Otherwise, you can't afford to bear the name of this honor. ”

"Yes, I see."

Shimoto-sik is the fourth son of Shimomoto Kumaya, 28 years old this year, with the rank of captain, and is currently a squad leader under the Kikuchi Squadron of the Nanda Brigade of the 104th Brigade of the 108th Division and the 52nd Wing, with 80 soldiers under his command. In this Yangjiazhuang operation, the 52nd Wing was the first wave of attack troops, and in order to worry about repeating the mistakes of the battles between Xiaojiaohe and Sunzhuang and Beisunzhuang, Xia Yuan Xiong Mi decided to adopt the tactics of lion fighting rabbits.

The shelling was carried out until 9 o'clock, and then it stopped, and the Japanese army, under the leadership of Captain Nan, made all preparations before the attack, and the wing commander Nakamura Kiyozo looked at the brigade commander, and saw that he had no more orders, and waved his sword downward, and made a chopping action: "Attack!" ”

Squadron Leader Kikuchi was the first to rush out, and behind him were more than 400 fighters of the squadron, including naturally Moto-sek. With his status as a captain, it is naturally impossible to participate in a military meeting that can only be attended by the rank of captain or above, but it doesn't matter, he is the son of the division commander after all, and he is also very aware of the predicament that his father has encountered in the past week, and the only way to break this layer of ice wrapped around his father is to win a game heartily! Therefore, as soon as the battle began, his squad charged with the most ferocity.

The Chinese showed no signs of weakness, and as soon as the shelling stopped, these men crawled out of their bunkers like marmots, held the defensive line, and fired at the swarming Japanese troops with machine rifles. The Japanese army is not ambiguous, the Chinese army's shooting accuracy is very poor, and it seems that the number of people is not very large, under the order, the 97 and 94 mortars, the Taisho 10-year grenadier, and the 89 grenadier are all at the same time, and they are actually using a hard-eating posture to clear the Chinese army's firepower points cleanly!

Taking advantage of a brief opportunity when the Chinese army's firepower was suppressed, Xia Yuanzhi jumped a few steps, bent his knees, and jumped into the salient on the right side of the Chinese army's trench.

Xia Yuanzhi rushed out of a distance of more than 300 meters in one breath, and he was also wheezing like a cow, Rao was like this, and he still did not forget his combat instinct, and pulled past the two guys who were also running with hot sweat, and pressed them in front of him - of course, this was not to let his subordinates resist the bullets that might come for him, but to form a preliminary tactical defense line.

As soon as the two soldiers raised their rifles, a Chinese army appeared in front of them: "Bang, bang!" The two of them shot at the same time, and a scream sounded in the camp of the Chinese army, and the Chinese army who was probing his brain quickly shrank back.

Xia Yuanzhi looked back, the other soldiers of the brigade were approaching rapidly, and the Chinese army was also aware of the danger, and the rate of fire of the bullets increased suddenly, but they really didn't dare to compliment the accuracy of their shooting, except for causing some impact on the psychology of the Japanese army, the actual killing effect was infinitely close to zero.

"Prepare, based on our department, to launch an attack operation against the first line of defense of the Chinese army." Xia Yuanzhi knew very well what he said, he did not participate in the first few battles of the 108 Brigade, but listening to the soldiers of the 117th and 132nd Wings, he also understood that the Japanese army suffered such a large loss in the trench warfare!

This way of fighting is not unfamiliar to Yuanzhi, but he hates it, he would rather attack a mountain and high ground garrisoned by the Chinese army, than fight a trench battle with them, which has nothing to do with the cruelty of the battle, and has nothing to do with the number of casualties, he just doesn't like it.

With a few gasps, Xia Yuan looked back at his comrades-in-arms around him and waved his hand forward: "Forward!" ”

The squad of eighty people was divided into two columns, close to the left and right edges of the trench, bowed slightly, and began to move forward, before they could start three or five steps, two grenades flew into the air with sneering white smoke, "Lie down, grenades!" Xia Yuan shouted, the first one fell to the ground, and seeing the grenade fall to the ground, the two warriors threw themselves on the grenade that was about to explode with their flesh and blood: "Boom, boom!" ”

The bodies of the two jumped on the spot, and a large amount of blood splashed up and fell like rain. Xia Yuan didn't distinguish the identity of the sacrificed comrades, and the Chinese army rushed up!

Xia Yuan howled and jumped up, took off the melon grenade on his waist, and threw it with a flick: "Grenade!" ”

"Yes!" Dozens of Japanese soldiers saw the miserable death of their comrades, and they also took off their grenades and smashed them into the Chinese camp. ”

"Hah!" The Japanese army quickly launched an operation, with two squads of 30 people forming a fire point on the spot, and Xia Yuanzhi personally led the remaining 50 people along the tunnel where the smoke of gunpowder had not yet dissipated, and launched an attack under the cover of friendly fire. The area of the trench protrusion is quite spacious, and it also makes the Japanese nearly 100 soldiers have plenty of room for advance and retreat, walking through this less than twenty or thirty meters of the road, Xia Yuanzhi waved his hand, signaling the soldiers to stop advancing, he bent down, carefully probed to see, this is relieved. (To be continued.) )