It was not a strong wind or a landslide, the smoke that rose from the high ground in an instant was the flames and gunpowder smoke that burst out of the explosion, and Shimizu Daisa under the mountain could only use a telescope to see that the troops who broke into the Eighth Route position were wrapped in fireworks, and what happened could not be judged for a while.

The first wave of commandos who rushed up the hill did not find any shadow of the Eighth Route in the positions on the first line, whether it was a bullet-riddled pillbox or a mutilated trench bombarded by shells, there were no enemies in gray uniforms, dead or alive.

Just when the captain of the commando team carrying the sword asked the banner soldier to send the news of the successful attack to the bottom of the mountain, the yellow earth under his feet, which had been blown up softly by the shells, suddenly shook violently like a malaria patient, and the flames and shock waves of the explosion were set off at the feet of the devil commando like blooming fireworks!

The leader of the squad was swept up by the shock wave, and was hit by more than a dozen pieces of shrapnel, and fell back to the ground heavily, and the scene he saw before he took his breath was that from the other side of the mountain, the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army wearing gray cloth uniforms, holding bayonets and broadswords, crashed into the commandos like a herd of crazy bison.

The devil commandos who had not yet recovered from the sudden explosion under their feet, as if they had just been hit hard by their opponents in the boxing ring and were stunned, watched the murderous opponent rush over like a whirlwind, and several of the confused team members who were blown up watched in a daze as the bayonet stabbed into their chests, and they didn't react at all.

If it weren't for the fact that the grenades planted in the Eighth Road were all made in the border area, although there were a lot of explosions, it was a pity that the grenades and infantry mines with the power of the devils were far behind. If only I could get some explosives packs. Only then did the devils who rushed up lose their combat effectiveness by about half of their injuries.

An old devil soldier who reacts quickly. Immediately approaching each other on the spot, three or four people formed an assassination formation back to back, and connected with the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army who rushed over.

The commandos on the western heights were a few more people left in the explosion than on the eastern heights, and a few more people would be very different! At least they held out until the follow-up troops rushed up, and after the rounds of assassinations on the east side, more than a dozen commandos were killed by bayonets and machetes, and the remaining few retreated to the edge of the slope, trying to call for help from the troops down the slope that were close at hand. A burst of gunfire rang out, and they were all beaten into blood gourds and rolled down the hillside.

Seeing that the follow-up troops were about to reach the top of the mountain, they were only a few meters away from having a chance to see the scenery on the top of the mountain, and the grenades flying from the slope were rolling and jumping on the slope at their feet, bounced up half a person and exploded with a bang, and as soon as they looked up, the black hole and the white bayonet were in front of them!

It's miserable! The devils on the high ground on the east side are so miserable that they experience the feeling of being hit by a bullet at close range with their bodies, and they are like wrought iron balls lying on an anvil. He was hit hard by a hammer raised in the air, and fell backwards by the impact of the bullet. smashed the devil behind him and rolled down unsteadily.

Shooting at such a close distance, the soldiers defending the high ground on the east side of the old third regiment are all addicted to this! You don't need to aim, just follow the devil's fire, hit wherever you want, and say that it is impossible to hit the stomach with a head hit!

Qing Shui Dazuo, who was watching the battle at the foot of the mountain, twitched the corners of his mouth a few times, and a trace of coolness passed through his heart, secretly thinking that the battle on the east side was basically over, and the soldiers had become sheep to be slaughtered, and it would be impossible to recover their combat effectiveness for a while and a half after withdrawing.

The remnants of the big devil in the east retreated to the foot of the mountain, and the eight roads on the mountain did not come down to pursue, and the artillery captain still wanted to retaliate with artillery fire, but unfortunately, the shells were exhausted in the rounds of shelling just now.

The fighting was still in full swing on the high ground to the west, and the faint shouts, screams, and sporadic gunshots indicated that the two sides were still fighting to the death on the top of the mountain.

There were more than five or six surviving commandos, and the triangular stabbing formation formed by the devils on the side of the slope was thicker, and the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army, who were not outnumbered, were scattered at once, and they resisted so hard that the follow-up troops climbed to the top of the mountain.

In this way, almost all of the first wave of commandos fell in a pool of blood, and the gap of a few meters along the slope occupied by desperately and the eight-way hand-to-hand combat became the passage of the follow-up troops, and the devils were really playing with their lives and swarming up! In the blink of an eye, he was in a scuffle with the soldiers of the Eighth Road.

The bayonet was bent and smashed with the butt, the butt was broken, the steel helmet and the small pickaxe, or what was used for what was caught, and the guy really couldn't touch it, bite it with his teeth! Pinch with your hands, top with your knees, you can use whatever you want!

In the eyes of the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army, they shot when they saw the yellow one, and the devil soldiers stabbed when they saw the spears of the gray cloth uniforms, and on the hill of hundreds of square meters, hundreds of people forgot everything and fought like beasts!

As more and more devils climbed up, the battle gradually moved to the middle of the mountaintop, and people kept falling, and those who fell and didn't breathe were also subconsciously shot! The Eighth Route Army chopped the big-toed shoes when they saw them, and the devils stabbed them when they saw the cloth shoes and straw shoes, hugging each other, you pinched my neck, I picked your eye sockets, and the flesh of the fist covered with blood and mud was worn through, revealing the white miserable bones.

The top of the mountain is like this, and Shimizu Daisa under the mountain is not idle, after all, he is also an officer who has been trained on the battlefield, and immediately sent all the reserves of Zuihou up, and more than 100 devils rushed to the west mountain with their hands and feet.

You Qing Shui Dazuo thought that our Liu big ass also ate dry rice, and when he saw the devil artillery move forward to the foot of the mountain, Commander Liu, who was supervising the battle at the top of the mountain, ordered everyone to withdraw to the slope of the north of the mountain, where there was a trench to avoid the artillery, and before the devil cannon hit, he buried a grenade on the position of the evacuated people!

After the devil commando rushed up and pulled the grenade, Lao Liu was the first to jump out of the trench with a ghost head knife! The first devil to fall under his knife had his legs cut off alive!

He just didn't expect that the devil commando team that was blown up by a grenade and killed almost half of the people would resist so fiercely, and the more than 100 people he led didn't kill all the 20 devils, and let them guard a slope a few meters wide!

That is, at the same time that Qing Shui ordered the reserves to be put into the western highlands, Lao Liu also learned that the battle on the eastern highlands had ended, and the devils had been counterattacked, so he also made up his mind and told the guards around him to blow the trumpet immediately!

The bugle sounds! A roar came from behind the mountain! This is the charging roar of the soldiers who are the reserve hand-picked by Liu's big ass!

The guard company directly under the regiment blocked the devil's reinforcements in the morning, suffered a loss and lost people, the company commander was seriously injured, the instructor hung the lottery, and the surviving soldiers were so angry that their chests were about to burst! The regimental commander arranged for them to be in reserve, and all of them were red-eyed, without eating or drinking, waiting to blow the trumpet of the charge, so that they could wash away the shame in their hearts with blood!

This group of soldiers of the Eighth Route Army who rushed over with the flame of revenge is simply a group of destruction Kongs who have forgotten pain and death! The bayonet stabbed the muzzle of the opponent's body, and the machete simply slashed from the shoulder to the end, splitting the person in half!

The bayonet, which was quickly twisted by the blood and flesh, could still be unloaded by this group of people and held in their hands until it was broken into several pieces! This is not for war! It's just here to fight hard!

The soldiers of the Eighth Route Army who were stabbed with bayonets simply rushed forward, at least with inertia, they also threw the devil with the gun to the ground, slammed it with his fist a few more times, bit off the devil's flesh and swallowed again!

With such three rushes and two rushes, the defense line of the devil who was almost parallel to the eighth road was quickly hit out of the gap, and the gap was getting bigger and bigger, and within a few minutes, the entire front collapsed! The rest of the devils simply dragged their guns and fled to the side of the hill in fear!

"What the are you waiting for! Fire on Lao Tzu! Lao Liu held the big knife and shouted at the top of his throat, the guns in the hands of the soldiers shot bullets one after another, he simply threw away the big knife and picked up the Czech style in the arms of a sacrificed machine gunner, and Liu's big ass ran out of bullets in one breath!

The reserve sent to reinforce the West Mountain only climbed halfway up the mountain, and was scattered by the soldiers who retreated from the mountain. (To be continued......)