Chapter 742: Night Battle

The battle plan to regain the lost positions on the 337 heights of Montenegro by means of a surprise attack was completely changed because of an unexpected incident, and in the same way, the Japanese troops who did not take the two brigades in a covert way and lurked in the positions they had already occupied were also exposed because of this sudden incident.

Only Guo Quanyou and the soldiers of the platoon who were fighting tightly understood that the little devils wanted to carry out a sneak attack at night, and the platoon commander believed that they were buying time for the large army, and the first regiment commander Liu Jinshan was one step ahead of the police, and he saw that the direction in which the exchange of fire occurred was not the target of the intended attack, and he immediately realized that the battle form had changed, and hurriedly ordered: "The first and second battalions, according to the original battle plan, launched an attack on the Japanese army, and the third battalion rushed to the place of the exchange of fire with me." ”

This order was issued in a very timely manner, if it was delayed, the Japanese troops occupying the high ground would wake up and believe that the troops who took advantage of the darkness to touch the troops, the sneak attack would become a strong attack, not to mention the hard fighting, and the casualties would not be small, if the Japanese troops in the two places met together, the four brigades would have more than 5,000 troops, it would be a nail wedged into the 337 Heights and become the entire defense line, right? Sooner or later, the wound healed by the Dharma will fester.

The actions of the first and second battalions were very fast and ferocious, and at the same time that the Japanese troops on the high ground believed, more than 2,000 fighters had already pounced in front of them, and with a short shot, more than 2,000 Japanese troops on the high ground, under the intensive automatic fire strike, were dropped by a quarter, and then, they entered a white-knuckle battle, and the broadswords equipped by the troops came in handy.

In the dark night, the impact of knives and guns burst out a little spark, the sound of heavy breathing, the fierce shouting of killing, the "flutter" sound of the blade entering the body, and the terrible screams of the dying people, in the dark and dreary night, it looked extremely strange and tragic, and more than 400 soldiers defending on the 337 heights stared nervously, looking at the fight in the dark night, there was no order to attack, the situation was unknown, and it was extremely dangerous to leave the position.

Suddenly there was a sound of hurried footsteps behind them, and a series of black shadows, with the sound of the wind, swept past them, rushed towards the battlefield, saw the battle that broke out on the 337 Heights, arrived overnight, and a battalion that was ready to strengthen the highland guards did not ask the superiors at all, and the battalion commander gave an order, and more than 1,000 soldiers crossed the trenches and joined the battle of encirclement and annihilation of the Japanese troops occupying the heights.

Since there is a battle, it is a fighting unit, in the exchange of fire with the little devils, in the front of the high ground to be defended, and the task of holding the position, there is no conflict with the task of holding the position, then what is still hesitating, fighting a little devil raised by a dog, a battalion of troops joined, immediately changing the situation of the battlefield, and the Japanese army occupying the high ground was divided, surrounded, and annihilated.

Liu Jinshan took the third battalion, and just ran out not far away, the second squad leader of the first platoon ran over panting and reported: "Report to the regiment leader, the first platoon encountered the little devil spears, and all of them have been eliminated, Guo Platoon Commander led the whole platoon, and is blocking the follow-up small devil army" Liu Jinshan's scalp was numb for a while, and secretly called it a fluke, fortunately Guo Quanyou was clever and believed in the little devil who quietly came in, otherwise, a group would be attacked by the enemy, so that the little devil made dumplings.

Since he discovered the situation on the battlefield, Liu Jinshan changed his style of play and ordered the third battalion to insert himself from the flank of the Japanese army and punch him hard, just when the third battalion was moving towards the flank of the Japanese army, Guo Quanyou and his platoon were under great pressure, and under the command of Captain Ono, more than 3,000 Japanese soldiers in two brigades launched a fierce attack towards the blocking line of the platoon.

Although it was hit suddenly, hidden and lurking, it has become our confrontation, after all, the strength of the army has an absolute advantage, the Japanese soldiers of the brigade, shouted and rushed up, with more than 60 people, facing more than 3,000 people, almost in the blink of an eye, the Japanese soldiers have rushed to the front, the Japanese soldiers in the front row, were swept down, and the ones behind rushed over, throwing all the grenades on their bodies, and in the night, they exploded into clusters of orange flames.

Under the reflection of the flames, there are rows of Japanese soldiers, as if they can't fight and shoot the devil, Guo Quanyou chose this temporary blocking position, there are piles of rocks that can be used, which can support a little more time, even so, the soldiers around him are constantly falling, the battle has just started less than 20 minutes, a row of casualties has been more than half, Guo Quanyou's body, by the shrapnel exploded by the Japanese mortar, cut several deep wounds, and his left leg has been numb.

The gradually thinning firepower made Captain Ono see hope, and let Guo Quanyou's heart sink little by little, after a few years of fighting, I have to explain here today, or well, at least I died with my brothers, and I also killed the little devils who didn't find how many, only to find that the eight magazines on the body had been emptied of seven, and pulled the trigger again, the muzzle sank, and no familiar "da-da" sound was heard, no bullets were fired, Guo Quanyou smiled indifferently, took out the last grenade on his body, and his eyes were fixed on the Japanese soldiers who were getting closer and closer, Slowly tighten the fingers to pull the ring of fire.

Captain Ono has seen the fierce battle on the 337 Heights, he found that if he can't rush over quickly, those imperial soldiers will all be shattered, and the Chinese army has also adopted the method of sneak attack in the night, which happened to let him catch up, and he didn't find out whether it was bad luck or bad luck, after he cursed the despicable Chinese people viciously, he commanded the soldiers to quickly rush to the high ground, and the Chinese soldiers who blocked him in front of him would not exceed a hundred people, but the time delayed made Ono very annoyed.

Under Ono's strict orders, the Japanese soldiers stumbled and ran wildly to the high ground, and suddenly, in the dark night of the flanks, appeared, right? The bright spots of the number rushed towards them like meteors, and then, the gunshots of the rainstorm rang out, Liu Jinshan arrived with the three battalions, and the hand-to-hand combat was at night, almost face-to-face, and the Suomi submachine guns fired in bursts took advantage of it.

The Japanese soldiers' 38 guns just returned fire with a bullet, and dozens of bullets were fired on the opposite side, just like a metal storm blowing on the flat ground, at the beginning, the Japanese soldiers were able to suffer a big loss, the soldiers of the third battalion did not take how to evade the action at all, the flat-end submachine guns, the rain-like bullets, poured into the dense formation of the Japanese army, and the soldiers in the back put the grenade over the heads of the soldiers in front of them, and kept throwing them over, a wall of bullets from submachine guns, right? A metal wall of grenades pressed hard against Ono United.

The three battalions that ended the battle on the 337 Heights didn't even breathe, with a murderous and bloody aura all over their bodies, a wild wave, swept down from the hillside, Guo Quanyou saw his comrades rushing over in a trance, the tense nerves all over his body, completely relaxed, his eyes were dark, and he passed out, thanks to Guo Quanyou and his comrades-in-arms, who used their lives to buy twenty minutes of precious time for the troops, so that the Ono United team hit Liu Jinshan's muzzle.

The situation of the battlefield is extremely unfavorable to Ono, the correct tactic is that the opportunity to rendezvous with the highland troops has been lost, this unit that carried out the covert infiltration has become a lone army, and immediately retreats along the same road, and it can also save the vitality of Ono's wing, so that the whole army will not be wiped out, in the dark night, the commanders of both sides, in the case of the unknown shape of the battlefield, no one will send reinforcements, this is Ono's only chance.

But this guy didn't find which nerve took the wrong way, or hidden deep in his bones, which of the Japanese didn't find the stinky problem of light heads and heavy eggs, and it was flooded, and he actually commanded the troops, and the soldiers were divided into two units, and they were divided into four battalions of independent division troops, which was a regiment of Liu Jinshan who was looking for death, and a battalion that rushed to help, totaling more than 4,000 troops, and two waves like wild waves, instantly drowning the remaining more than 2,000 Japanese soldiers.

The flame of the Suomi submachine gun ** flashed with a strange light in the dark night, and the ballistics visible to the naked eye pierced the darkness of the night sky, and briskly drilled into the bodies of the Japanese soldiers.

Ono didn't want to retreat, swung a knife to kill a dizzy, after hitting the soldier on him, his legs were crossed, both hands held the knife, the momentum of the officers of the Imperial Japanese Army, can inspire the fighting spirit and courage of the soldiers, but unfortunately, in the chaotic night, the Japanese soldiers who were beaten by the dense rain of bullets were bitter, no one noticed the heroism of His Excellency the Wing Commander, Ono's shape is very stylish, and he is also very attractive, a series of bullets, unceremoniously drilled into his short and thick body.

Ono fell on his back, and more than a dozen blood holes appeared in his chest, also because of the dark night, no one of the Japanese soldiers saw it, and their Wing Commander, His Excellency, had been summoned by the emperor and became a corpse, stepped on his side, right? A few pairs of panicked feet, it was the Japanese soldiers in the rout, and then, again, right? Several pairs of feet stepped over his corpse, and it was a regiment of soldiers from Liu Jinshan, chasing the Japanese soldiers.

After Liu Jinshan's group set off, Feng Jiwuhao, right? Drowsy, he arrived at the headquarters, and used a telescope to observe the 337 Heights on the Black Mountain, the night was as dark as a cloud of heavy ink, but he found that there were more than 3,000 soldiers, in a place where he could not see, the battle began, he breathed a sigh of relief, and planned to go smoothly, tomorrow morning, the Black Mountain Heights, can be completely recovered, so that the gap that has been fought in the heart will be completely sealed.

But under careful observation, the battlefield was distributed in two different directions, and they were all intense, tracer bullets and explosive fires, the clusters burst out, and his heart sank, what was going on? Liu Jinshan is in trouble? He immediately ordered the staff officer to immediately find out the situation, and when he turned around, he saw the division commander, and he also looked at the direction of the 337 heights in Montenegro with concern, and neither of them spoke.

On the east bank of the Liugu River, in the forward headquarters of the Japanese army, Otozaburo Yano was also holding a telescope to observe the movement of the Black Mountain Heights, and the sudden outbreak of gunfire made his heart sink suddenly, and he sneaked into a covert and evolved into an open battle, and the plan failed, but what was the problem?

The supreme commanders of both sides were watching and guessing with anxiety, what happened in this inconspicuous small battle in which hundreds of thousands of troops fought each other? No one has a plan to send more troops, and in the dark night, for both sides, the opportunities and difficulties are equal, and the answer can only be found after dawn.

(To be continued)

Chapter 742: Night Battle