The Type 97 mortar was erected on the position, the muzzle of the black hole was aimed at the sky, and a grenade had been loaded in the barrel by the artillery, as long as Fukuda Jiurong pulled the firing cable, the grenade would be shot, and after adjustment, as long as the shell was fired, there was a good chance that this shell would fall on Sun Weiguo's body.

With a sneer on his face, Hisashi Fukuda began to pull the firing cord with his right hand, and as soon as he tugged the firing cord, the shell would be fired immediately.

"Enemy attack, enemy attack, the Chinese army has hit." At this moment, a shout sounded from the artillery position.

Of course, when the eight 105MM cannons were firing, the huge cannon sound was constantly sounding, and the shouts were not heard by too many people at all.

Even when the artillery is firing shells, even if two people shout face to face, they will not hear what the other is saying.

But at this time, the piercing sirens began to sound, and the sirens reached Fukuda Hisaei's ears, and the expression on Fukuda Hisaei's face became solemn, and he gave up tugging at the firing cord, but quickly turned over and entered the trench, and at the same time the southern pistol he was wearing was already on his right hand.

Several artillerymen immediately carried the mortars into the trenches, and hundreds of Japanese artillerymen entered the battle mode as the piercing sirens sounded.

In the distance, several Chinese soldiers wearing gray military uniforms appeared in Fukuda Jiuei's line of sight, and before Fukuda Jiuei gave the order to shoot, three Chinese soldiers began to shoot with Thomson submachine guns, rows of bullets were fired, and the reaction was slow, and more than a dozen Japanese artillerymen who had not yet dodged were beaten into a sieve on the spot.

The three Chinese soldiers quickly approached the Japanese heavy artillery, and at this time, more than a dozen devil soldiers appeared on the flanks of the three Chinese soldiers with rifles, and they began to aim, but before the dozen devil soldiers could pull the trigger, the sound of submachine gun fire sounded behind the three Chinese soldiers.

Before the dozen or so devil soldiers could shoot, they were beaten into a sieve by the bullets of the submachine guns.

Three more soldiers began to appear in the sight of the devil soldiers, and these three soldiers quickly approached the front, and Fukuda Hisaei immediately waved his hand.

Two crooked light machine guns were immediately set up, and the two devil soldiers began to pull the trigger, but the six Chinese soldiers immediately lay on the ground, bullets flying over their heads.

"Tubu!" The sound of submachine gun fire rang out again, and three soldiers held submachine guns and fired suppressively.

Seeing the three Chinese soldiers appear again at the back, Fukuda Jiuei's brows furrowed tightly, he felt that these Chinese soldiers were not many in number, but they were difficult to entangle.

Naturally, it was the special combat team that came to the Japanese artillery position, and after Zhang Junjia received the order from Sun Weiguo, he immediately set off with the special combat team.

When the guard battalion troops began to fight fiercely with the Japanese infantry squadron halfway up the mountain, Zhang Junjia and the special combat team secretly came to the Japanese heavy artillery position.

It's just that Zhang Junjia didn't expect that the Japanese army was very heavily guarded, and they were discovered before they could start an operation, and at this time, the three special operations groups began to operate, and nine soldiers with Thomson submachine guns covered each other, and they quickly rushed towards the Japanese heavy artillery.

Zhang Junjia and Liu Ruo were in charge of the command in the back, and at the same time, the two of them immediately picked up the sniper rifles on the reserve, and they began to snipe the Japanese soldiers.

The special combat team suddenly hit the Japanese heavy artillery position, and the Japanese artillery was caught off guard, even though the number of special combat teams was small, but the Japanese artillery was all pinned.

The battle on the mountainside was still continuing, Huang Guohua saw that the Japanese army seemed to be delaying time, he immediately led the troops of the second company of the guard battalion to the artillery position on the top of the mountain, and the remnants of the Japanese infantry squadron on the mountainside, Huang Guohua handed over the guard company Yang Tiezhu and deputy company commander Wang Fuguo to solve the problem.

The battle on Shijia Mountain was still raging, but at the bottom of the mountain, the officers and men of the New Second Brigade were in a mess.

Although Fukuda Jiuei's first shell missed the target, the shrapnel from the shell still hit Sun Weiguo after the shell exploded.

At this time, Sun Weiguo's whole body was covered with blood, and a hygienist panicked to give emergency rescue to Sun Weiguo, but the hygienists equipped with each company and battalion could only deal with simple wounds, and they were not able to deal with wounded people like Sun Weiguo.

"Company Commander Yan, the shrapnel seems to have entered the body, the specific amount is unknown, I can't handle such a wound well, I have to be sent to the rear hospital for treatment immediately."

The hygienist took gauze to plug Sun Weiguo's wound, but bright red blood flowed out of the gauze like a spring, and the hygienist was sweating profusely, and he hurriedly suggested.

"Hurry up and inform the battalion commander, let's stop fighting Shijiashan first, and cover the brigade commander to the rear hospital for treatment first." Yan Jiaming shouted loudly.

A soldier ran quickly towards the mountain, but at this time, Sun Weiguo, who was covered in blood, spoke.

"Go on the offensive and shoot those who violate the order!" Sun Weiguo's face was very pale, without the slightest blood, but his tone was very firm.

After saying this, Sun Weiguo closed his eyes, Yan Jiaming saw this situation, and he was so frightened that he immediately came to Sun Weiguo's side.

"It's just that I'm in a coma, Company Commander Yan, and now I have to transport to the rear." The hygienist said as he pressed Sun Weiguo's wound with both hands.

"The first company of the guard battalion will immediately send the brigade commander to the rear for treatment." Yan Jiaming said hurriedly.

The soldiers immediately carried the stretcher over, and after putting Sun Weiguo on the stretcher, the soldiers carried Sun Weiguo and immediately left the position.

After careful consideration, Yan Jiaming did not spread the matter of Sun Weiguo, he left a soldier to tell Huang Guohua about Sun Weiguo's injury, and he took a company of more than 20 people to immediately cover Sun Weiguo's transfer.

The battle on the mountain continued, but no one knew what was going on down the mountain, and the soldiers were fighting the Japanese soldiers with their lives.

Every soldier knew that the Japanese heavy artillery had a great impact on the later operations, and even if they fought for their own lives, they would blow up the Japanese heavy artillery.

On the top of the mountain, the special combat team trained by Sun Weiguo was like a sharp knife, piercing into the heart of the Japanese artillery.

Previously, Fukuda saw that there were only a dozen Chinese soldiers, and he thought that there was no problem in killing these Chinese soldiers.

But after ten minutes, Fukuda Jiuei's face gradually became as pale as paper, and in this short period of ten minutes, his own artillery paid the price of dozens of casualties, while the other side did not pay a single casualty.

"Go to the brigade headquarters immediately and kill that person!" Fukuda Jiuei said in a cold tone, and the two devil soldiers immediately ran along the trench towards the brigade headquarters.