At the moment when all the Japanese tanks were left in front of the position, the Japanese machine guns and grenadiers had just been set up, and before they could assist, hundreds of tongues of fire suddenly erupted from the position where they had been firing indiscriminately, and accurate bullets flew out one after another.

In the sound of gunshots, bullets intertwined and collided, weaving into a metal barrage, and crashed into the bodies of the charging Japanese soldiers, just like crushers and harvesters, the flesh and blood flew up, and the charging team of dozens of meters was immediately crushed.

In front of him, there were no corpses to be seen, and the charging Japanese troops quickly turned from large pieces to small pieces and then to minced meat under such dense bullet penetration. The guns on the body sparkled and quickly turned into parts and slag. At this moment, grenades joined the ranks of the minced meat, and the explosions of bullets abounded, and clusters of fire flickered in the flesh and blew away the scattered droplets.

In the trenches, the new and old soldiers did not care about the tension at this moment, and seemed to have forgotten their fear, all they could do was pull the trigger and desperately pour bullets. They all remembered the order, and the infantry would consume three hundred rounds of ammunition a day in battle, as long as the firing port was fired.

The sudden blow made the tide of Japanese troops stop abruptly, and within 100 meters, except for those who lay down in time and survived in the flesh and blood plasma, there was no longer a standing figure in sight, and in less than two minutes, there were no charging Japanese troops at the front of the position.

At the moment when the maximum firepower erupted here, a voice sounded on the mountain beams on both sides: "Operation Sparrow begins!" ”

As this voice sounded, in the tom tom, a black shadow flew up from the mountain beam, flew over the foot of the mountain, like a bird returning to its nest, like a hail falling, at the moment when the charging Japanese army lay down to avoid the barrage. One after another.

The roaring explosions covered the gunfire, and the dense shells covered the length of three or four kilometers in front of the position, the width of three or four hundred meters, with almost no interruptions, and shrapnel raged in the flash of fire. The second wave of shells flew again.

With the explosion, the sky was once again covered by gunpowder smoke as soon as it showed light, and shrapnel flew everywhere to shred the blown up bodies like cutters, and the droplets flying in the sky quickly condensed in the cold air, and dark black ice particles were scattered everywhere.

"Grenadier! Put! ”

Shouts came from the mountain beam again, and the sound of tom tom covered the mountain beam in the distant explosion of the plain, and it fell like a black curtain to the hillside, the foot of the mountain.

And with it. A roaring explosion rang out violently, and the Japanese soldiers who charged towards the top of the mountain were immediately blown up and flew away, and the charge stopped.

"Grenade! Put! ”

In the loud bang, a shout sounded again on the mountain beam, and then, a black shadow with a higher density flew out of the mountain beam and flew towards the hillside dozens of meters away.

"Hide!!"

I saw that the Japanese troops, who rushed to the top of the mountain a few dozen meters away, saw the pitch-black projectiles sweeping overhead and falling down the mountain. did not stop and continued to charge. But when this black shadow appeared, all the Japanese soldiers burst out in fear and looked for a hidden place.

However, the density of the grenades was too great, and the hillside had been leveled by the Japanese army's own artillery fire, and the explosion of those grenades made it impossible for the Japanese troops behind them to hide with little shelter. What is even more frightening is that these grenades are flying very high. Falling two or three meters from the ground, three or four meters or a little higher, Jiuzi exploded in the air. The dense raindrops of shrapnel made the entire hillside have no blind spots, and no matter where the Japanese troops are hiding, they are covered by shrapnel attacks.

Ahh Those who were lying on their stomachs or hiding behind the roots and rocks of the trees, in the fireworks in the sky, their bodies were full of holes made by shrapnel, and they could not live.

Looking at the position of the mountain beam, there was a straight crooked handle, but no one pulled the trigger, and the new and old soldiers looked at the hell on earth under the hillside, and their eyes were staring at the boss.

"Who came up with this trick?"

A veteran of the Northeast Army looked back at a few wooden poles with pockets not far from the side, and muttered to himself.

"Trebuchets can also be used in thermal warfare!"

A recruit who had just picked up a gun for less than ten days looked at the figures who were still putting grenades in their pockets and tying the pull rings to their pockets, and whispered.

Look at the long stems, all fresh birch strips, the branches are shaved clean, and a pocket is tied to the branches on the head, which is the ancient trebuchet, but it is very small, a dozen or so grenades at a time.

Although the grenade thrown in this way is not farther than that thrown by manpower, it is better to save physical strength and throw highly, causing all the grenades to explode in the air, and there is no dead angle under the shrapnel cover.

"Mortar shooting! Fire support! ”

The fire that broke out here did not escape the attention of the Japanese army, and the Japanese army also issued an order for fire support in the projectile flying.

With the shouts of the Japanese soldiers one by one, the mortars hiding in somewhat sheltered positions roared, and in the tom, a black and pressed projectile flew towards the position.

"Hidden!!"

At the moment when the first shell had not exploded on the mountain beam, the fighters on the position quickly retreated and retreated to their hiding places with their bullet pockets in the explosion.

However, no matter how fast the movement was, it was inevitable that there would be damage, and one by one the soldiers who retreated slowly were blown away by the shells that were close at hand, or they were embedded in their bodies by shrapnel, and when they all withdrew from their positions, at least hundreds of people on the Dongling mountain beam were wounded or killed. Similarly in Jinling, the grenades that were still hanging from the poles that had not had time to be knocked down also exploded in the shelling, accidentally adding casualties to the top of the mountain. Fortunately, the trebuchets were at a certain distance from the densely populated locations, and the grenade boxes were placed close to the rocks, so although they were damaged, they did not cause explosions.

"It's our turn! 78… 12, bunny cubs look guys! ”

At the moment when the mortar on the opposite side revealed the distance and position, behind the open trench, the Type 92 infantry guns that had almost reached the maximum elevation angle showed their fangs, and in the shouts of the observers, the shells flew into the sky against the back roots of the bunkers, and then fell whistling down into the low-lying areas or natural bunkers where the mortars were hiding.

A loud bang followed, and the Japanese mortars in the makeshift position had only time to fire two rounds of shells before they were overwhelmed by the overwhelming barrage of infantry shells. The violent shock wave then caused a small area of shells to explode, and in the midst of the flames, the barrels of the cannons were blown into the sky and flew in the smoke of gunpowder.

"Good fight!"

The observers in several bunkers on top of the mountain girder applauded. Cheers to the gunners of the 92 infantry guns.

At the moment when the Japanese mortars almost all ceased fire, the generals who were watching the battle in the Japanese forward command post saw the huge damage in front of the position and had a higher understanding of the fire of the enemy's position.

"Keep shelling!"

Ichiro Kui ordered with an expressionless face.

"Hayi!"

The herald took the order and picked up the phone.

Then, several shells whistled across the smoke-filled sky and landed three or four hundred meters in front of the Japanese troops, exploding with a bang.

"Retreat!"

The sound of small-caliber artillery was drowned out by the loud explosions. The Japanese army became famous in a panic, and the artillery suppression on their side began again, so, in the whistling sound in the sky, they retreated like a tide to avoid accidental damage to the shells.

The earth trembled again as the cannonballs fell, and all the soldiers on the ridges hid in bunkers on the back slopes, allowing the loud noise to fall on the beams overhead. Exploding on the hillside behind him, holding his head and mouth open, he safely dodged the devastating explosion.

In the trenches in the open field, the new and old soldiers stopped firing at the moment when the first shell fell, and left the firing port one after another to avoid accidental damage from the shrapnel flying around.

In the traffic trenches. Piles of field ambulance workers ran quickly, carrying wounded and fallen soldiers out of position. Run wildly to the rear.

Dong Ku calmly looked at the smoke rising again in the headquarters, and he knew that the goal just now had been achieved, and the next step would be a tidal attack. Japanese dramas have irreversible stubbornness this year, and if they don't hurt, they won't stop attacking anytime soon.

Listen to the sound of explosions. Dong Ku muttered to himself: Let you ring for a while!

The shelling lasted for 20 minutes, and the shells once again plowed the mountain beams and the trenches in the open field, so that the anti-artillery layers on the trenches were shattered more than a meter deep, and the improvised bunkers on the mountain beams were all overturned, and there were craters everywhere. Everywhere there were steaming shrapnel stuck in the ground.

"Get into position!"

"Get into position!!"

One by one, shouts rang out at the moment when the Japanese artillery fire extended.

With the shout, the soldier crouching next to the firing port quickly poked out the muzzle, put the light machine gun on the mount, and lifted the heavy machine gun to the firing port, and then the sound of the gunfire rang out again.

A dense barrage formed in an instant, crashing into the charging Japanese camp, and the snow and fog drifted up, allowing the Japanese troops advancing with the artillery fire to run a hundred meters away again.

"Little devil! Come on if you're not afraid of death! ”

A veteran of the Northeast Army roared with a Type 92 heavy machine gun, spraying tongues of fire.

"! You can't leave a few machine guns for us! After only two shots, there was no one! ”

One of the recruits next to him complained as he moved his gun to find his target.

In this kind of positional defensive warfare, how can the rate of fire of their bolts be compared to the machine guns in a line?

At the mountain beam, the grenadiers roared again, and the mortars were moved to the firing position again, and one after another shells were thrown into the crowd of Japanese soldiers in the open field.

The dense bullets and the roaring explosion made the Japanese offensive start for less than two minutes, and it stopped again, was suppressed by the bullets, and lay on the ground, blown up by the shells of the tribe nowhere, and I didn't know where to hide.

In the forward command post, Ichiro Kui still had a dead face, and ordered in a deep voice: "Keep shelling!" "Ignore the three main attack brigades that have been disabled. They were originally consuming ammunition in the front positions, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they are cannon fodder.

When the cannonballs of the Japanese drama you really drip flew again, Dong Ku smiled.

These stupid birds, do you think that frequent charges can consume the ammunition of the position?

The Japanese army did not know where to go, and the two rounds of attacks did not reduce the ammunition consumption of the position, and it can be said that there were no occasional injuries. The constant velocity of the large army behind didn't even move, and it was impossible to consume the ammunition here.

The shelling continued for 20 minutes, and then it was extended again, and then the Japanese army reluctantly followed the extended artillery charge, and the soldiers were again blocked 100 meters away.

The battle lasted until noon, and the Japanese army had nowhere to attack in the three main directions, except for throwing thousands of lives, hundreds of mortars, and 20 tanks, but the effect was not at all.

"Shelling!"

Seeing that it was difficult to achieve success after four charges, Ichiro Kui ordered an artillery bombardment again.

At this time, he judged that the opponent was all small-caliber infantry artillery and mortars, and the 75 and 105 field artillery and mountain artillery on his side did not have the long-range fire suppression that could be effectively restricted.

"The first main attack echelon will withdraw from the battlefield to rest, the second echelon will eat and wait on the spot, and Sun Jian's eighth and ninth divisions will attack!"

"Hayi!"

At the same time as the herald received the order, Sun Jian, the puppet Manchurian division in Xinjing, also received the order loudly.

Although he knew that he was going to become cannon fodder, he was already satisfied that the first wave of attacks did not use his own troops, at least during the most violent period, he did not let his troops collide.

"Take the platoon as a unit, change shifts to eat!"

In the trenches, the order to eat was also sounded amid the rumbling of artillery.

Baskets of quilted buns were carried into the trenches, and broth from wooden barrels wrapped in quilts was picked up in front of the warriors.

After a morning of fierce fighting, the new and old fighters who were not badly injured had already adapted to the battle, were no longer so nervous, quickly diverted in the order, did not bother to take off their gloves, grabbed the buns and began to eat.

They knew that the end of the shelling was the time for the Japanese to attack, so it was especially important to eat as soon as possible......

"Squad leader, why is the pace of the Japanese attack slowing down?"

A recruit Danzi hesitantly looked at the swaying figure two hundred meters away with a gun and asked.

"That's right, the shelling is over, why haven't you rushed nearly 100 meters?"

The veteran of the Northeast Army hesitantly released the trigger and turned his head to look at the company commander not far away.

"It's not the Japanese army that attacked!"

With the shouts one by one, the soldiers in the trenches who were waiting for them realized that it was the Manchurian soldiers who were attacking on the opposite side.

"Oh yes! It's not a thing to give life to little Japan! ”

"! What a! ”

When the soldiers in the trenches learned that they were attacking Chinese like themselves, the sound of cursing rang out.

"Don't shoot if the machine gun is not close to fifty meters! The rifle is ready to practice marksmanship! ”

"Remember, they are no longer Chinese, at least not until they surrender."

"Now they are our enemies, enemies that cannot coexist!"

With shouts and a commotion of firing ports, the hesitant fighters pulled the trigger.

The sound of thumping gunfire rang out intensively after the shelling, and the bullets flew towards the puppet army that was slowly moving forward.

As soon as the gunshots rang out, before a few figures fell, the puppet army that was cautiously moving forward lay down in a large area and shot back with a bang.

"Yaga! Order the troops to charge! ”

A Japanese soldier stepped forward and slapped Sun Jian and shouted.

"Hayi!"

Although he was wearing gloves, this slap almost knocked Sun Jian to a knees, he stood up straight, and his clothes were servile.

"it all up! Charge Lao Tzu! ”

One by one, the platoon commanders who received the order shouted, but they lay on the ground and did not move.

"! What a cowardice! ”

Looking at the appearance of the puppet army in the distance, all the soldiers in the trenches came up with such an idea. (To be continued.) For mobile phone users, please go to read. )