Chapter 292: The Battle at the Entrance of the Village (continued)

"Baga have you delivered your orders? Why hasn't the mountain artillery brigade fired back yet" Seeing the panting herald, the wing commander almost sprinkled all the anger in his belly on the body of this hapless herald.

"Report to Your Excellency Wing Commander, the captain of the artillery brigade said that the artillery brigade could not return fire. There is a mountain beam in front of our position, and our mountain artillery is all direct fire, so it is impossible to return fire," the herald said aggrievedly, enduring the burning pain on his face.

"Why didn't Baga say it sooner, and ordered the First Brigade to rush to the position of the Eighth Route Army no matter what the price was, and said that the Imperial Army was invincible, and it was necessary to destroy the artillery position of the Eighth Route Army, hurry" The wing commander listened to the herald's explanation, and couldn't help but be furious, and ordered loudly to the chief of staff beside him.

"Hi, Your Excellency Wing Commander"

Immediately, the commander of the 1st Brigade of the Japanese Army, who received the order, could only send another squadron of troops to reinforce the 1st Squadron, which had already suffered more than half of the casualties, under the cover of light machine guns in his hands. Attempted to break through the defensive positions of the Eighth Route Army at any cost with the strength of one and a half squadrons of his own.

However, it was too late. Because although there are more than a dozen mountain cannons behind these little devils. However, these mountain artillery did not dare to open fire at all in the face of the position of the Eighth Route Army, which was only a stone's throw away and the two armies were closely separated by less than 100 meters.

And the little devil who has lost the cover of artillery fire, then he has lost one of his most important advantages. More importantly, the heavy machine guns of a heavy machine gun squadron that served as cover were fleeing in all directions in embarrassment under the shelling of the artillery company of the Eighth Route Army, and could not organize enough to suppress the firepower of the surname fiercely.

Without the threat of heavy machine guns, without the threat of grenadiers, the fighters in the trenches suddenly gained confidence. The Heavy quickly racked up the heavy machine gun that had been moved into the tunnel. The rifleman also held the rifle in his hand tightly, popped his head out, and began to look for a target.

At this time, the little devils of a squadron who came to reinforce had already joined the first squadron with only about one squad left. A squadron of more than 200 people, one and a half squadrons, densely hidden behind the corpses of the little devils, dodging the bullets flying from the soldiers, and began to shoot at the Eighth Route Army on the mountain beam.

Just when the soldiers were waiting for the little devil to launch a new round of charge, the two squadron leaders of the army had already discussed the plan for the charge. More than a dozen light machine guns of the two squadrons were placed at the front of the little devils, and they began to fire frantically at the positions held by the third battalion, and the dense fire once again pressed the soldiers to the top of their heads. The remaining more than 200 infantrymen, lined up in five loose straggler formations, under the cover of nearly twenty light machine guns in front of them, slowly pressed towards the Eighth Route Army on the mountain beam.

"It's not good, what kind of formation are the little devils playing, why have I never seen it, it seems that they are going to fight hard" Looking at nearly twenty light machine guns in the hands of the little devils, happily spitting tongues of fire. The third battalion commander immediately reacted and said to the instructor beside him.

"Comrades, machine gunners who beat the little devils, quickly," the commander of the third battalion commanded in a loud voice. At the same time, he pulled the trigger on the nearest Devil Heavy to him. A gunshot rang out, and the nearest little devil machine gunner slowly collapsed in a pool of blood.

However, while the fighters were under order, they constantly fired at the machine gunners of the little devils. But the effect is really very poor. Because these machine gunners did not charge blindly like the infantry behind them. Instead, every time they advanced less than ten meters, they found a bunker, lay on the ground and began to cover with fire. Covering the Bingbing charge behind him, and when the infantry rushed in front of him, it was under the cover of not rushing that the machine gun advanced again a distance of ten meters.

Even more importantly, even one machine gunner was hit by the fighters. Then, immediately from the enemy's offensive formation, a machine gun shooter will run, pick up the light machine gun on the ground and continue firing

And so it went on and on, alternating cover for each other. Under the cover of the dense fire of dozens of light and heavy machine guns of the little devil, the speed of the little devil's advance was amazing. In less than half a minute, it was again advanced to the edge of the range of the fighters' grenades. Perhaps it was because of the lesson that the first squadron was almost completely wiped out just now, and the little devil who advanced to the edge of the range did not blindly continue to advance. Instead, the five skirmishers advanced more dispersed.

"It's not good, the little devil changed the attack formation, comrades, grenades quickly throw grenades heavy machine guns, quick, don't save bullets for me. We must suppress the firepower of the little devils, and resolutely not dye the little devils to rush up. "Seeing the little devil's more loose stormtrooper formation, although the battalion commander knew that the grenade in his hand was very lethal to them.

However, at such a close distance, only grenades could kill the enemy, and the commander of the third battalion had to give such an order that not only waste grenades, but also not kill more enemies.

"Instructor, immediately notify the third company to come up for reinforcements and inform the soldiers to prepare to fight bayonets," the third battalion commander looked at the little devil who was getting closer and closer. Not bothering to explain anything to the instructor, he turned around and picked up the rifle of one of the fallen soldiers in the trench and began shooting.

However, although the charging little devils, under the blows of the fighters with grenades, heavy machine guns, rifles and various weapons, constantly fell to the ground. However, the formation of the little devils was too scattered, and the little devils of just more than 200 people were completely scattered on a position nearly 200 meters wide, and everyone was bent over and running an S-shaped attack route. So that the fighters on the top of the mountain have nowhere to aim, and many times, it takes a dozen bullets in a row to hit a little devil.

50 meters, 40 meters, 30 meters tight in less than two minutes, the little devil attacked less than 20 meters in front of the position. As far as the eye can see, after the fierce blows of the soldiers' various firepower, there are still nearly 150 little devils in front of the trench.

A distance of 20 meters, for a soldier who charges quickly, is only a few seconds. Therefore, at this time, the Yue army no longer dodged the flying bullets, because they all believed that as long as they were in a few seconds, they could rush to the position of the Eighth Route Army. Then use bayonets to eliminate these Eighth Route Army, which has brought huge casualties to itself.

"Comrades, rush and fight with the little devil" Seeing that it was close at hand, the little devil who had no effect on rifle shooting. The commander of the third battalion knew that it was time for the last fight. Without any hesitation, he put down his rifle, pulled out his beloved twenty shots from the holster on his waist, loaded the bullet, waved his hand, and violently crossed the trench and rushed towards the little devil 20 meters away.

"Rush and kill the little devil" Seeing the battalion commander taking the lead in the charge, the soldiers who had just shown a look of fear. Seeing the battalion commander who rushed to the front, they all showed desperate looks. Roaring loudly, he crossed the trench, held the rifle with the bayonet already loaded, and chased after the battalion commander not far away.

"The Eighth Route Army of Baga has launched a counter-charge order, and all soldiers are ready to fight and return their bullets" Seeing that he had launched a counter-charge against his own troops, and that he was going to fight with his own soldiers with bayonets, the squadron leader of the army immediately showed a shocked look. Because in his eyes, the [***] team he encountered was very timid, and it was impossible to fight with the imperial army of the Great Yue Empire.

"Yo Xi, since these Eighth Route Army want to quickly taste the bayonet tactics of our imperial army, then come on, let them be convinced, and withdraw the bullets" The squadron leader quickly reacted from the shock just now, revealing a hint of annihilation. And the more than 100 little devils who followed the squadron leader, looking at the two hundred soldiers of the Eighth Route Army who were rushing towards him with a good bayonet rifle, not only did not have any fear, but they all showed a hint of annihilation smile like the squadron leader in front of them, and began to calmly withdraw their bullets, preparing for a real bayonet battle with the Eighth Route Army

"Da da bang" saw that the little devil was withdrawing the bullet and was ready to make preparations for the stab. The commander of the third battalion, who charged at the forefront of the team, certainly would not miss such a good opportunity for a sneak attack. What's more, he came out of the headquarters training battalion and personally listened to Liu Hua's tactical guidance class as a battalion commander. The third battalion commander did not hesitate, and leveled the twenty rings in his hand, and swept wildly at the current squadron leader.

The twenty rings that were adjusted to a state of continuous fire, in the hands of the third battalion commander, sprayed dense bullets at the little devils who were caught off guard like a light machine gun. And the soldiers behind him, after hearing the gunshot, also did not hesitate, and shot out a bullet that had already been loaded in the rifle.

Nearly two hundred rifle bullets and dozens of pistol bullets formed a dense rain of bullets. Accurately shot at the group of devils who were retreating bullets. Because the soldiers were only less than ten meters away from the little devil at this time, plus the little devil stopped in place and returned the bullet. Therefore, the soldiers were almost hit by guns, and many little devils had several blood holes on their bodies at the same time. In the first round of fighting, before the two sides made contact, the little devil lost dozens of soldiers, but there were indeed no casualties on the side of the three battalions.

"Baga, you warriors are not" Looking at the several blood holes in his chest, the squadron leader of the army looked at the third battalion commander holding a pistol in front of him in disbelief, and scolded loudly. At the same time, he unwillingly covered his chest and fell in a pool of blood.

"Comrades, rush" The death of the squadron leader of the army immediately aroused the fighting spirit of the soldiers. Under the leadership of the battalion commander, 200 soldiers, like tigers descending from the mountain, rushed to the group of devils with only about 100 people left. "Killing" the soldiers one by one, holding up the rifles in their hands, without any hesitation, stabbed the little devil in the chest

Although, at this time, the strength of the fighters is twice as strong as that of the little devils, or even more than twice as much. But in the face of these battle-hardened little devil veterans, the stabbing skills of the two sides are hardly of the same level. Many fighters didn't even take down for a single round before they were stabbed to the ground by the little devils.

However, the bloody scene on the battlefield at this time did not make the soldiers feel any fear, but aroused their belief in revenge even more. The comrades in front fell, and the soldiers in the back rushed up without any hesitation and continued to fight with the little devils.

Even some fighters, in order to create an opportunity to assassinate their comrades-in-arms, held their chests and rushed to the little devils, at the cost of their own lives, in exchange for the opportunity for their comrades to kill the enemy. Even if he knew that he was no match for the little devils, no one retreated. Pieces of soldiers fell in pools of blood, and pieces of soldiers stepped on the blood of their comrades, and continued to make up for the fight with the little devils, and no one flinched.

Although the warriors paid a huge sacrifice, they did not get back the lives of many little devils. However, all the commanders at and above the platoon level who rushed into the positions of the Japanese army were indeed like fish in water, holding the barge guns in their hands, and constantly eliminating those stubborn little devils, which very well relieved the pressure on the soldiers.

A few minutes passed, and nearly a hundred corpses had fallen on the battlefield, both soldiers and little devils. And careful people can find that among these corpses, the corpses of the warriors and the little devils turned out to be equal. However, no one paid attention to this matter at this time, because the battle was not over yet, and the soldiers were still fighting

"Tick-tock-tock" just as the two sides were exhausted and fighting. A loud trumpet of the charge reached the ears of everyone on the battlefield. And the sound of the charge was followed by the earth-shattering shouts of killing. About a company of the Eighth Route Army, from the right flank of the position, quickly rushed towards the battlefield where it was fighting.

"Comrades, our reinforcements are coming, kill the little devils" Seeing the reinforcements, the third battalion commander couldn't help but shout excitedly. Bring this uplifting news to the ears of every soldier on the battlefield. In fact, there is no need for the battalion commander to say, the loud sound of the charge and the earth-shattering shouting of killing have already reached the ears of every soldier. With reinforcements, the soldiers suddenly felt like they had taken stimulants, and their bodies, which were still tired just now, immediately became strong and began to encircle and annihilate the last 50 or so little devils.

On the other hand, the already tired bodies of the countless little devils left on the battlefield, after hearing the earth-shattering shouts of killing, they could no longer see the murderous aura just now on their bodies, but showed a look of fear and fear one after another. In the end, after the new force of the Third Company joined the battle group, the balance of victory and defeat on the battlefield was completely shifted to the side of the Third Battalion. Under the attack of Love Song, which was several times the number of troops, it only took less than five minutes for the remaining fifty or so little devils to disappear.

"How could Baga be like this, my two squadrons ordered the mountain artillery brigade to open fire immediately, blow up this group of Eighth Route Army for me, and let them give us the burial of the jade broken imperial warriors and fire the cannon quickly" Seeing that the elite imperial army of his two squadrons was wiped out by the Eighth Route Army. A wing captain who was watching the battlefield couldn't hold back anymore and yelled loudly.

This time, however, the mountain artillery brigade did not dare to postpone any longer, and after receiving the order, it immediately began to aim at the target and open fire, and it took less than a minute before and after. At this time, the soldiers were cleaning the battlefield under the leadership of the battalion commander, completely unaware of the little devil mountain artillery brigade, and the muzzles of 12 guns were already aimed at them

"Boom, boom" Suddenly, a violent explosion sounded on the battlefield, and several soldiers who were caught off guard were instantly covered by fierce artillery fire. The loud explosion suddenly woke up the fighters who were still intoxicated with the joy of victory, even the commander of the third battalion, who did not have any precautions

"Ah, the shelling of the little devil, retreat immediately, retreat quickly," the commander of the third battalion who reacted immediately shouted loudly. By this time, though, it was too late. Because the whistling sound of the second round of shells breaking through the air had reached everyone's ears, another 12 shells exploded among the soldiers who were cleaning the battlefield, and the dozen or so soldiers closest to the impact point were instantly torn to pieces.

Finally, commanders at all levels came to their senses in the sound of two rounds of explosions, and hurriedly directed the soldiers to retreat Finally, when the little devil fired the sixth round of shells, all the soldiers who could move around withdrew from the artillery fire and drilled into the air-raid shelter behind the trench.

"Instructor, what about the casualties of the soldiers?" Seeing the instructor walking towards him with a calm face, the third battalion commander asked eagerly.

"Alas, battalion commander, the situation is very bad, and now our third battalion can be said to have lost more than half. A total of 86 fighters were lost in the hand-knuckle battle just now, and most of them were sacrificed. And in the shelling just now, we again lost 65 fighters. Coupled with the blocking battle just now, our three battalions have now lost a total of 213 fighters. However, of the more than 200 people, 23 soldiers were seriously injured and have now been transferred to the tunnels for treatment. The instructor said with his head down.

"What? Such a large casualty. It seems that after this battle, our three battalions will be greatly damaged, losing more than 200 soldiers, and I don't know when we will be able to regain their combat effectiveness Now our three battalions still have more than 280 people to participate in the battle, and now there are too few people in the troops, and we must enrich the combat effectiveness of the grassroots level, and order one, two, or two companies to take advantage of the moment of the little devil's shelling, and immediately carry out mixed formation, and be quick," the third battalion commander wisely ordered.

"Yes, battalion commander, I'm going to deliver the order. In the shelling just now, the commander of the first company was seriously wounded, and after the reorganization of the unit, this company was placed under the command of the second company commander. The instructor also nodded helplessly.

(To be continued)