The devils, who had been attacking for a day, finally stopped their offensive before dark, and all our officers and men on the positions breathed a sigh of relief.

Gao Quan took advantage of the fact that before dark, he finally inspected the position of the 256th Regiment, and all of his subordinates were assigned to a battalion by him, except for Liu Qi, who stayed behind as a guard. The dusty battalion commander of the first battalion welcomed this. Today's one-day battle was too hard, and on the first day, one company commander was sacrificed under his command, and the platoon commander was killed and wounded twice, and the unit is now in dire need of a company and platoon-level commander. The deputy staff seat was sent over several at once, and it was still a grassroots officer who had fought in the war, how could he be unhappy?

As for Gao Quan's concentration of these people in his battalion, the first battalion commander would not object. Now the casualties of the other two battalions are no smaller than the first battalion, and if these people don't come to him first, I'm afraid they won't even give him one left.

Gao Quan saw that the first battalion commander had a friendly attitude towards these people under him, and he was also very happy in his heart. He is not afraid of these people and devils, but he doesn't want to be ostracized in the army, and the senseless infighting hurts others and hurts himself, and being able to unite sincerely on the battlefield is undoubtedly the most heart-wrenching.

The devil seems to be ready to rest for a while tonight, and it's been an hour since dinner, and the devil's attack hasn't started yet.

"Commander." Gao Quan frowned when he saw Xu Yun looking at the casualty report, and leaned over and put forward his own suggestion: "We can launch a night attack on the devil while it is dark, no matter what the devil has to do, if he hasn't launched an attack yet, that is, he is not ready, we can send a force at night to go around the rear of the enemy and launch a surprise attack on the devil." "When he was in the 29th Army, Liu Ruming did this more than once, Gao Quan personally participated in it several times, and each time he won something, he is now very interested in this old tactic of attacking the enemy camp at night.

"The proposal of the deputy senator is very good." As soon as Xu Yun opened his mouth, he first affirmed Gao Quan's suggestion, which lifted Gao Quan's spirits, and then the next paragraph made Gao Quan's spirit leak down again, "But our Ninth Army is not the Twenty-ninth Army, and none of the soldiers in our regiment are equipped with the broadsword of the Twenty-ninth Army, nor have they practiced knife skills." In the case of bayonets, our mid-range rifle bayonets were shorter than the Japanese Type 38. I know that you participated in the overnight attack when you were in the 29th Army, but this method of operation is suitable for the 29th Army, but not for our 9th Army! Captain Xu sighed and shook his head as he spoke, as if it was a pity that he was not equipped with a big knife.

Gao Quan knew that the reason why everyone in the 29th Army had a big knife was because of the lack of weapons in the army, so he used a big knife to make up for it, but he didn't expect that when he came to Xu Yun, the big knife had become a very powerful special weapon! Looking at him like that, he would never agree to send troops to attack and fight at night, and Gao Quan had no intention of continuing. Originally, he wanted to say that he could serve as the commander of this night raid force, but since the regiment commander was not interested, as the deputy chief of staff, of course he couldn't hold on any longer.

At ten o'clock in the evening, the well-fed devils attacked again. After the artillery bombardment, the devils launched a ground charge with the strength of half a brigade at a time. The soldiers of the 256th Regiment immediately launched a brave counterattack.

On the position of the first battalion, all the nine grassroots commanders brought by Gao Quan were engaged in front-line operations. Wang Dazhu and Qian Sixi are deputy battalion commanders, so they don't have to go to the front to shoot with the devils with the soldiers. It's just that these two people can't sit still when they hear the gunshots, and after saying hello to the first battalion commander, the two entered the position of the second company hand in hand. The commander of the first battalion looked at the backs of the two people in the distance, and only his face was full of helplessness.

As soon as Wang Dazhu and the two entered the position, they each occupied a shooting position, each picked up a formal rifle, glanced at each other, and began the shooting competition. These two people have always been unconvinced of each other's better marksmanship, and after coming to the first battalion, they have just arrived, and there is no suitable unit for them to command in person, rather than staying at the battalion headquarters and listening to the sound of gunfire, it is better to go to the front and be a soldier to enjoy it.

The night was dark and dreary, and only the tracer bullets that lit up from time to time at the front of the position could illuminate the front of the position. Then it is to judge the position of the devil from the trajectory of the bullet shot by the devil. Wang Dazhu climbed in the trench, holding his rifle steadily, and squinting one eye to aim down the mountain. A shell exploded thirty meters in front of the position, the fire of the explosion illuminated everything in front of the position, a large number of devils were a hundred meters away in front of the position, and the bullets fired by the soldiers on both sides were intertwined into a shining net, which was a net of death, and all those who touched this net, whether it was a soldier of our army or a devil who was climbing up, were either killed or injured.

A slight explosion sounded in my ears, and a devil officer holding a command knife at the bottom of the mountain fell down. It's not that the gunfire has become smaller, it's that the explosions on the position are so loud that the gunshots that ringing in the ears have become quieter than the smallest firecracker.

Pull the bolt and move on to the next one. The formation of the devil's attack is not dense, and it is still difficult to hit with guns. Wang Dazhu lowered his head, and his cheek had already touched the body of the gun.

A continuous stream of light flew up quickly from the same position, and it was a machine gun shooter from the devil. Wang Dazhu took a deep breath, estimated the appearance of the devil shooting on his stomach, found the position of the devil's shoulder and decisively knocked the trigger. The head of the devil is generally wearing a steel helmet, and the bullet does not guarantee that it will penetrate the steel helmet exactly every time, and it is also lethal to shoot from the position of the shoulder, and it can also ensure that the bullet shot out is not affected by any external force, and the marksmen trained by Gao Quan choose this position.

The judgment was correct, and as the gunshots rang out, the devil's machine gun immediately stopped firing.

Wang Dazhu was aiming at the next devil, and suddenly there was a loud shout on the left position, and the devil came up! Throwing the rifle away, he pulled out the box cannon in his waist with his left hand, drew the broadsword from his shoulder with his right hand, and threw himself to the left with a big stride!

The position of the three rows on the left was already in chaos at this time, and the soldiers of the third row fought with the devils who rushed up. When Wang Dazhu arrived, the soldiers on both sides had completely mixed up. There was a ghost cry in the oblique stab, Wang Dazhu inhaled and took a step back, and a bayonet stabbed from the front of his stomach with a cool breeze! With a backhand swing, I felt the blade of the knife pause for a moment, and then followed the trend.

Without looking at it anymore, Wang Dazhu quickly moved to the left, where there was a familiar figure fighting with three small devils, that is, Qian Sixi, who was still competing with him in marksmanship just now. The left pistol was raised, "Bang!" After two consecutive gunshots, one of the devils beside Qian Sixi fell to the ground one by one. At this time, Qian Sixi had already slashed a devil with a knife, and the other guy just turned to the empty space, and was about to stab Qian Sixi with a bayonet, Wang Dazhu shook his hand and shot two more shots, and the devil fell in response. Qian Sixi glanced back at Wang Dazhu, Wang Dazhu bared his big white teeth, and he smiled back.

The right side of the position also sounded the same shouting and killing sound as here, and that side was also broken through by devils!