At this time, several violent explosions made Meng Qingshan, who was commanding the battle, collapse into a mud figure, and now it was the second day that he and Li Yanping were separated, the Japanese army first sent planes to reconnoitre, and then some small units appeared one after another, but they were quickly repelled by Meng Qingshan, but before they could catch their breath, they met a Japanese cavalry squadron and a Japanese infantry squadron, an artillery squadron and a regiment of Jing'an Army and some forest policemen who came to pursue, Meng Qingshan knew that this battle was unavoidable, after all, even if the anti-union fighters ran fast, But how could a four-legged horse run under this wide plain, Meng Qingshan had no choice but to let people prepare for this battle.

"Brothers, rush me, Taijun said that he killed an anti-union reward 1 piece of the ocean, and caught an official who was promoted to the third level."

With a heart-rending roar resounding through the night sky, dozens of fiery snakes emerged from the edge of the forest, and groups of Jing'an troops braved the rain of bullets and bullets to desperately attack Meng Qingshan's position.

One hundred meters, fifty meters, thirty meters. When the Jing'an army that launched the charge had rushed to a distance of less than thirty meters, Zhang Facai shouted: "All of them, use grenades to greet these traitors." ”

Looking at the opponent's position that was getting closer and closer, the puppet army battalion commander who suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of horror in his heart couldn't get half excited. Just when the commander of the puppet army battalion couldn't figure out why the opponent's two light machine guns that had shot accurately just now didn't fire, one of the guards beside him shouted in horror: "Grenade, lie down." ”

With this frightened shout, a group of grenades exploded in the air over the heads of the battalion commander and his subordinates. A large number of fragments from hundreds of volleys of explosive grenades swept through this small battlefield like a storm. The puppet army that launched the charge was killed and wounded by the bombing. When the grenade rain stopped for a while, few of the Jing'an troops in a battalion could stand up.

Su Dalong, the commander of the Third Regiment of the Jing'an Army of Manchukuo, who was slapped more than ten times in a row on his face, and was almost numb from the pain but didn't even dare to cover it, could only consider himself unlucky when he was unable to resist.

From hearing the dense gunfire on the hill to discovering that the other side was not a friendly force and immediately launching an attack, the four successive wave-like attacks advanced more than 100 meters and were about to get close to the enemy's position, but they were still unable to advance when they reached a distance of 100 meters. His own regiment also paid a lot of price, and to hell, those heavy machine guns from the other side?

It's not that Su Dalong is lonely and unheard, he has been fighting with the Anti-Union for many years, and the Anti-United Nations are all holding water beads, Hanyang-made, big knives, spears, etc., when did he actually have heavy weapons and was encountered by him, this is unlucky, in less than half an hour, there is only one and a half battalions left in the strength of his own regiment.

"It's not that I don't want to rush, it's that the anti-union firepower on the opposite side is too fierce, and the brothers can't charge it."

"Bagaya Road, you personally lead the team to charge, I will let the artillery cover your artillery fire, this time you can't rush, you are dead."

The sleeping earth was suddenly awakened by a strong tremor. Meng Qingshan first felt an inexplicable oppression, then a violent explosion, and then a strong shaking of the earth, and the earth on the top of the bunker quickly fell and hit his head. After the Japanese army's killing of chickens was given, I saw several cannons firing in unison, and a dense rain of bullets fell on the position of the Anti-Japanese Alliance, and then mud flowers rose, opening in the smoke of gunpowder, which was really beautiful in the eyes of the soldiers of the Imperial Army. When a bomb fell, a pit about one meter deep was torn open on the ground, and from time to time the stumps of broken guns flew up in the sky, which was an unfortunate anti-United Nations fighter who was hit by a shell.

Meng Qingshan and Xiaohuzi hid in bunkers and silently endured the bombardment of shells. This kind of bunker was learned by Meng Qingshan based on the military columns of later generations, and even if a bomb happened to hit it, it was guaranteed not to collapse. The Anti-Japanese Federation was fortunate to avoid this shelling, an artillery bombardment by the devils in the past would make the Anti-United Nations or ** almost half-disabled, and now there are only a few casualties, and everyone is full of admiration for Meng Qingshan.

This artillery bombardment lasted for half an hour, and as far as the eye could see, the small hill where the Anti-Japanese Union was located seemed to have been plowed again, and the Japanese army hurriedly pursued the Anti-Japanese Union with not many shells, and in order to succeed in one success, Tian Qizhong and the second Dazuo ordered the artillery to strike quickly.

As soon as the sound of the artillery stopped, Tian Qizhong's eyes looked at Su Dalong, Su Dalong had no choice but to nod and grit his teeth, in order to save his life, he could only go into battle in person, after all, the Japanese army was the master here, and their Jing'an army was a dog.

After the shelling stopped, Meng Qingshan and his subordinates hurriedly got out of the anti-artillery hole, ran along the communication trench, and ran towards the position, while the remaining personnel of Su Dalong at this time were forming in front of the position, ready to attack at any time. Meng Qingshan hurriedly asked his soldiers to take advantage of this time to strengthen the fortifications that had been bombarded with artillery.

Meng Qingshan was very satisfied to have a mortar company composed of ten mortars, but when he was blown up by the little devil's artillery fire, Meng Qingshan scolded with envy: "Made, when will Lao Tzu have such an artillery team, and let the little devil taste the taste of being shelled." ”

Slowly, the Jing'an army lined up in a dense formation and began to rush towards the position of the Anti-Union. The strength of two battalions is estimated at the strength of the force. Meng Qingshan tightly grasped a brand-new Type 38 rifle in his hand and aimed downward, but unfortunately, the distance was too far.

In this way, 300 meters, 200 meters, 100 meters, soon rushed to the front of the position of the Anti-Union. When the enemy advanced to 50 meters, Meng Qingshan shouted an order to "fight", and at the same time gently pulled the trigger, killing a company commander who had been aiming for a long time, and quickly moved the target, hitting another machine gunner. At this time, it was too late to open the third robbery. Heard: "Throw a grenade!" He grabbed a grenade beside him, pulled the fuse, silently counted three times, and threw it towards the place with the most people. At this time, the enemy seemed to be frightened and hurriedly retreated. Before Meng Qingshan could speak, he heard Zhang Zhongxi next to him shout: "Brothers, rush!" Before he finished speaking, Zhang Zhongxi was the first to rush down. The warriors also rushed down.

At this time, a dangerous consciousness suddenly surged into Meng Qingshan's heart. He hurriedly shouted: "Zhongxi, don't! I've been tricked, retreat! "But by this time it was too late. Dense mortar shells fell among the charging fighters, abandoning corpses from time to time. The Anti-Union hurriedly retreated, but by this time more than a dozen soldiers had already been sacrificed, and Zhang Zhongxi was also seriously injured.

Meng Qingshan hugged the injured Zhang Zhongxi and said with tears in his eyes: "Zhongxi, are you okay?" Zhang Zhongxi had a bitter face, and after a while, he opened his mouth and said vigorously: "Deputy commander, you hurt. Hurt. With that, he fell into a coma.

Meng Qingshan shouted with tears in his eyes: "Zhongxi, you can go with peace of mind!" I will definitely avenge you. ”

"Deputy Commander, your hand has pressed on Commander Zhang's wound." Meng Qingshan heard Xiaohuzi's reminder, lowered his head and found that his fingers had accidentally promoted Zhang Zhongxi's wound, blushed and gently handed Zhang Zhongxi to the local hygienist.

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