Red, black, sulphur-smelling. This is the color and taste of the Hengdao River. Countless shells rained down from the sky, shrapnel tore through the air, and the smoke and dust from the explosion were almost suffocating.

The trenches of the Guards, whose ragged uniforms were torn by the blast wave of shells or rubble, were not unclothed, but rolled up the cotton, which was smoldered by the flames of the explosion, and then the smoldering cotton was extinguished by the dust that had been blown up, and the soldiers in the trenches remained motionless and waited for the enemy's attack after the shelling was over.

While they were enduring the artillery fire, at the foot of the mountain more and more troops began to attack, Koga did not charge towards the mountain in a scattered line formation like his comrades, from the terrain point of view, he knew that he was in an extremely disadvantageous situation, the defending Chinese army, the enemy only showed their heads from the trenches to shoot, they were completely exposed under the fire net to attack on the back. In order to survive, he chose to charge forward under the cover of trees and rocks.

"As soon as the shelling is over, I don't know how many people will die!"

When such a thought came to Koga's heart, the whistling of cannonballs that had once pierced the sky suddenly disappeared.

Oops!

At the same time, the heavy machine guns set up in the machine gun fort on the mountainside fired fire whips high and low, left and right, covering the enemy who squirmed towards the hill like a wave, but the navy blue wave was still moving in a straight line, and from time to time someone was knocked down, but it could not stop the surge of the wave, and more guns joined the cheerful slaughter.

Koga, who was attacking on his back, watched the tracer trajectory pass by him, and immediately ran towards another rock, and as soon as he roared, he heard several crunch sounds from the rock.

Call...... Taking a deep breath, Koga was glad that he had kept the order again, and it should have been a thunderbolt to pull it down!

Having already participated in the four waves of attacks, Gujia knows that the most effective weapons in the hands of the Chinese army are the kind of throwing mines and machine guns that explode when they are thrown, especially the throwing mines, which fly down from the head, making it almost impossible for people to move an inch.

"Grenades!"

When Koga heard this scream, he knew that something like a black stone must have been thrown out of the enemy's trench again, and the tail of the thing dragged a white smoke, which would roll down the hillside with a hissing sound, followed by an explosion, kicking up a cloud of smoke and dust, and when the smoke and dust dispersed, his comrades were covered in blood, and everywhere there were the groans of wounded soldiers.

He is no stranger to all this!

Finally, after the long-awaited explosion, when the wounded soldiers groaned, Koga, who had been hiding behind the rocks, jumped out violently, he knew that the distance should only be more than 50 meters now, and it would be better to wait if he didn't rush now.

"Long live the Emperor!"

A deafening shout burst out from Koga's throat, and he rushed down the mountain with his gun as if he was crazy, and every bullet seemed to be avoiding him, and after he rushed more than ten meters, the soldiers who had been dodging the explosion immediately followed his shout.

"Long live the Emperor!"

Rushed towards the positions of the Chinese army.

In the eyes of Shi Jingde on the mountain, this is a young and hideous face, looking at the approaching enemy, listening to the disappearing machine gun, it is changing the magazine or the barrel, there is only one thought left in his mind, he must not let himself take his position.

"For China!"

When he drew his rifle and jumped out of the trench, he did not shout slogans such as "Long live the Emperor", but shouted another slogan, which was far more intimidating than Long Live the Emperor, and everyone in [***] knew what would happen if this battle was lost.

China will cede land and pay compensation!

"For China!"

In a roar, more than two dozen soldiers rushed towards the hundreds of soldiers without hesitation.

"Long live the Emperor!"

When Koga was only two or three meters away from that trench, suddenly in the trench that seemed to have been blown up, a gray figure jumped out, and the thunderous figure was followed by a burst of figures, and the gray figure rushing in front rushed directly towards him.

Holding the bayonet rushed over Shi Jingde like a tiger descending the mountain, towards his own goal, it was the soldier who launched the charge, he also rushed towards himself with a bayonet, when he rushed down the hill, with the momentum when the opponent blocked the knife, a fierce downward pressure, the bayonet stained black by blood only in the morning flash, then stabbed into the chest of the soldier, the bayonet did not enter the chest to the handle, the tiger descended like a momentum, so that the bayonet penetrated the human body too fast, So much so that by this momentum, Shi Jingde stabilized his footing, and then stirred the spear violently, and each stirring could cause the person to tremble.

"Mom......"

Koga, who was pierced through the chest with a bayonet, lay on the ground, and when he died, he didn't understand why, even though he had calculated everything...... Without getting an answer, he lay there, watching the Chinese soldiers who were beating one by one and roaring "for China", collecting the lives of the enemy with bayonets like tigers descending from the mountains.

"Whoosh......"

At this moment, the sound of shells breaking through the air sounded, and the artillery of the Yue army at the foot of the mountain ignored the attacking troops at the foot of the mountain, and fired a burst of artillery fire towards the mountain.

"Shelling!"

As soon as Shi Jingde's voice shouted out of the howling sound in the air, he dropped the soldier in front of him and rolled into a bomb crater next to him, "Baby! ”

Just when the shell was about to fall, Zhao Dazi looked at the baby who was still fighting there with a soldier, shouted, and pounced on him, and after more than a dozen explosions in the next moment, Zhao's body blocked the countless flying shrapnel, "Big man!" ”

When pushing away the big man Zhao who was covered in blood, Li Dawa cried and shouted, from dawn to now, there have been two eldest brothers who have lost their lives in order to protect him.

This would make him even forget about the battle, and just hugged the big man Zhao who was half blown away, crying there.

Liang Zhu got up from the pool of blood, found that his intestines flowed out, he used his hand to stuff the intestines into his stomach, covered his stomach with his left hand, and grabbed a submachine gun on the ground with his right hand to sweep a box of bullets in the direction of the soldier who had just stood up.

Seeing that the enemy was repulsed, he was about to stand up and fell down with a thud, unable to get up again. Lying on the ground softened by the shells, he saw the mustache lying in a pool of blood next to him, he crawled over with difficulty, took out a self-rescue bandage and tried to bandage him, but his body was full of wounds, and Liang Zhu's hand did not obey the call.

"Little ...... Mustache! ”

Hearing the call of the squad leader, the mustache opened his eyes with great difficulty and said in a weak voice, "Long...... Sir, I'm so thirsty! ", took off the military kettle, the kettle was full of bullet holes, and the water had long since leaked. Raising the kettle and looking at the light passing through the kettle, Liang Zhu smiled bitterly, and he couldn't hold it anymore and fell on the body of the mustache, two warriors, you lean on me, I pillowed you, and slowly the eyes of the two lost a trace of brilliance.

"And a few more gaspy ones!"

Spat out the dust, Shi Jingde stood up from the crater and shouted a word to the side.

"Big man Zhao!"

No one answered.

"Mustache!"

"Liang ...... Post! ”

Shi Jingde, whose ears were dizzy from the shell, shouted, for a long time, there was no echo, tears slid down his face like rain, and after a morning, he fought from a platoon commander to a company commander, but what about the brothers in his platoon?

Zhao is a big man, Ma Daha, Liang Zhu, and a mustache...... Familiar faces, this will all be gone.

Just as he was screaming in despair, Shi Jingde saw a thin body, dragging half of his body, pulling in the direction of the trench, and then looked at the trench, most of the brothers in the trench were still angry.

"Company commander, company commander, I ...... I'm still alive......"

"Good...... Good ......"

Shi Jingde wiped away his tears and looked at the unfamiliar faces in the trenches, which were all replenished in the middle of the day, many of them were logistics soldiers, his platoon was finished, and his company was finished.

He listened to the dense gunfire coming from the other side of the mountain, where the fighting continued, meaning he couldn't get anything more here.

Taking out his pocket watch, Shi Jingde looked at the time, 10:15 in the morning.

Five hours!

"With a tone, report the number!"

"One, two, three...... Twenty-two"

Twenty seconds later, the living finished counting, and Shi Jingde muttered the last number.

“22、22、”

"Big baby, go pick up some bullets, we don't have many bullets!"

"It's sir!"

When the eldest baby went to pick up bullets in the corpse pile, Shi Jingde looked at the brother who was still alive in front of him and swallowed his saliva first.

"Brothers, there is less than an hour, as long as we hold on for more than half an hour, that is, two bags of cigarettes, we will complete the task, the battle to this point, it is all up to the brothers to fill it with their lives, brothers are not easy, I know, I only ask the big guy, grit my teeth, and hold on for another hour, until noon......"

When Shi Jingde stood up, his body shook, he had long lost his strength, but he still wanted to stand up and cheer up his brothers.

"Sir, don't worry!"

Private of the first class, carrying a light machine gun, glanced at the commander.

"We can hold on, it's nothing more than ......"

He didn't finish speaking, but people knew what they were going to do to support it, and if they held it for another minute, they were all holding on to it, but when it came to this, if they didn't use their lives to support it, what else could they do.

"As long as we have a living person standing here, we can't lose our position, understand?"

Just as Shi Jingde gave this order, a signal soldier ran over panting.

(To be continued)