An officer and soldier began to shout loudly in the same place that they would volunteer to join the death squad, and the two company commanders of the guard battalion, six platoon commanders, and 18 squad leaders all signed up to join the death squad.

The death squad is obviously a lifeless task, but the cadres of the guard battalion are not afraid at all, especially the party members, who are the first to sign up.

Sun Weiguo naturally wouldn't let all the cadres go to the death squad, in that case, there would be no one to command the troops.

A hundred death squads have been formed, Sun Weiguo is the captain, Yan Jiaming, the commander of the first company of the guard battalion, is the deputy captain, and there are two platoon commanders, nine deputy squad leaders have become the command leaders of the death squads, and the soldiers are equipped with Thomson submachine guns, 91-style grenades, and shell guns.

Huang Guohua came to Sun Weiguo again, he hoped that Sun Weiguo could give up his position as the captain of the death squad, Huang Guohua knew that the new Second Brigade would never be able to do without Sun Weiguo.

But Sun Weiguo insisted, he also knew that his approach was irrational, even a regimental commander could not be the captain of the death squad, the officer was to command the battle, and the officer's duty was not to lead the soldiers to charge.

But Sun Weiguo knew very well that his brothers were going to do something that would definitely die, although he was a brigade commander, Sun Weiguo did not feel that his life would be more precious than others.

There will be a heart of death, and there is no greed for life, such a unit is an elite army, Sun Weiguo will not stay in a safe place to command the battle, and he will not be able to do such a thing.

"The little devils have the spirit of bushido, their officers can hold sabers and take the lead in the charge, we don't have the spirit of bushido, but we have the determination to fight to the death and defend the people of the territory, there is a maxim in ancient times that it is better to lose a thousand troops than to lose an inch of land, not to mention that there are many Chinese generals who have died on the battlefield of resistance against Japan, my Sun Weiguo has no ability, even if I die, victory will still belong to China."

Sun Weiguo sorted out his weapons, he looked at Huang Guohua beside him, and he said in a serious tone.

Huang Guohua looked at Sun Weiguo in front of him, he didn't know how to answer for a while, but at this time, Sun Weiguo gave the order to shoot.

THE MORTAR COMPANY DIRECTLY UNDER THE JIN-CHA-JI MILITARY REGION, THE FIRST COMPANY OF THE ARTILLERY BATTALION OF THE 120 DIVISION, FOUR TYPE 92 INFANTRY GUNS, AND FOUR 82MM MORTARS BEGAN TO FIRE SHELLS AT THE JAPANESE POSITIONS.

One by one, the shells hit the Japanese position, and the shells began to explode, but the Japanese firepower points and fortifications were reinforced in advance, and these shells could not blow up the Japanese fortifications at all, but the explosion of the shells still had a certain degree of impact on the Japanese army, and at this time, Sun Weiguo's body jumped up and rushed directly towards the Japanese position.

The members of the death squad followed closely behind Sun Weiguo, and the officers led by Yan Jiaming, the commander of the first company, rushed to Sun Weiguo, they knew that even if they died, they would protect Sun Weiguo's safety.

Fukui Naga shook the dust off his body, an angry expression appeared on his face, and two heavy machine guns began to fire under his command.

A string of bullets came at the death squads, and the three team members were smashed into a sieve on the spot, and their bodies fell to the ground.

"Directions at nine o'clock, the young man, the young man in the gray military uniform, aim at him."

Soon Fukui Naga noticed Sun Weiguo, and he saw that many members of the Chinese army were actively protecting the young man.

The troops of the Eighth Route Army are all in uniform of military uniforms, although Sun Weiguo has a military rank, but he does not wear a regular military uniform, he does not wear a military rank, at a glance, no one will expect Sun Weiguo's identity, but Yan Jiaming and others continue to protect Sun Weiguo, which makes the Japanese army discover Sun Weiguo, and they realize that Sun Weiguo's identity is not simple.

The heavy machine gun began to aim at Sun Weiguo, and the shooter pulled the trigger, and a string of bullets quickly hit Sun Weiguo.

Squad leader Zhao Yu saw the heavy machine gun tongue of fire spraying, he flew over, pushed Sun Weiguo aside, and seven or eight bullets directly hit Zhao Yu's body.

Zhao Yu's body was covered with bright red blood, and his body fell to the ground, spitting blood in his mouth.

"Leave me alone...... Charge ......" Sun Weiguo came to Zhao Yu's face, but Zhao Yu waved his hand with difficulty, and then he didn't have any breath of life.

Zhao Yu's eyes widened, he was looking at the sky, he was too unwilling.

Sun Weiguo marched quickly towards the front with a submachine gun, bullets kept flying around him, things on the battlefield are so wonderful, the more you are afraid of death, the bullets seem to be coming towards you as if they have identified you, but when you are not afraid of death, the bullets seem to go around you.

The members of the death squad attracted the fire points of the Japanese heavy machine guns, and the rest of the officers and soldiers quickly crawled forward, and the snipers in the squadron, led by Zheng Guanzilin and Chen Hao, braved the Japanese troops halfway up the mountain to shoot, and constantly fired at the exposed Japanese fire points to cover the advance of the soldiers.

"Da Da Da!" Heavy machine gun bullets were fired continuously, and the members of the death squad were less than 200 meters away from the Japanese firepower point, but more than 100 members of the death squad had already been killed more than 20 people by this time, and more than 10 people were wounded and fell to the ground and could not move.

The remaining fifty or so people were not afraid, and they continued to march forward, and they marched briskly towards the front with their submachine guns in hand.

"Xiucai, you lie down for me, who the hell asked him to come over." Yan Jiaming, the commander of the first company, saw Wen Zihan, a soldier of the second company, and he cursed loudly.

Wen Zihan, who looked thin, walked quickly towards the front with a submachine gun, he didn't pay attention to Yan Jiaming at all, and the Japanese army hit a string of bullets, and Wen Zihan fell to the ground.

Yan Jiaming's face turned pale, he thought that Wen Zihan had been killed, and when he got closer, he found that Wen Zihan had tripped over a stone.

"Yan Jiaming, drag this little rabbit cub to the back for me, Lao Tzu will shoot him after the battle!"

Sun Weiguo also saw Wen Zihan, and he shouted loudly.

Wen Zihan is a student soldier, a rare college student in the new Second Brigade troops, he was arranged by Sun Weiguo to the second company for training, this time Wen Zihan was rejected to participate in the death squad, but he secretly followed the death squad to act.

More than 40 death squad members had already entered the firing range, and the fire of the Japanese heavy machine guns became more ferocious.

"Throw grenades." Sun Weiguo didn't continue to pay attention to Wen Zihan, he shouted loudly.

The fighters took out their grenades, and they quickly threw them in front, and one by one the grenades began to fall on the open space in front of them, and patches of dust were blown up.

Taking advantage of the dust to cover the sight of the Japanese shooters, Sun Weiguo held a submachine gun and quickly rushed forward.

At this time, the soldiers led by Huang Guohua and others were less than 200 meters away from the Japanese army's firepower point, and the soldiers who were crawling forward moved quickly.