The devil was completely destroyed, which the old blind man did not expect, he led the troops to chase it down in one go, and even the heavy machine gun position that the devil had been at the foot of the mountain during the day was forced to retreat to the side of the dune.

Looking at the watch, it was almost eleven o'clock in the middle of the night, and the old blind man estimated that all the other troops should also be in place, and the devil's current dune camp would not open fire, and it seemed that they would not attack again tonight.

And the Eighth Route Army, which had been fighting for a day, at this time, because of the sacrifice of their comrades and the retreat of the enemy, was like a group of enraged hungry wolves and tigers, and they couldn't wait to rush to the devil's camp immediately!

The old blind man ordered the troops defending the small gutter to rest on the spot, and the wounded were transferred to the rear, and food and hot water were also brought up, and after eating and drinking, they had two hours of rest.

The small gutter was earth-shattering, and the other lurking troops were all anxious to scratch the ground, and when it was dark, when the devil still sent troops to move and lurk in the small gutter, the troops of the 20th Regiment in the north and east were all touched!

At two o'clock in the middle of the night, the fog had all dispersed, and the old blind man looked at the devil's camp in the dunes from afar, at the flickering bonfire, and ordered three red flares to be fired!

As soon as the flare rose into the sky, the whole basin was like a large cabinet of bottles and cans suddenly overturned, and the sharp sound of gunfire instantly drove the quiet night to hell!

The artillery company on the small gutter had already pushed out the captured infantry guns it had brought, and there were not many shells, more than 20 rounds in total, and all of them were shot out in one go. You don't need to test shoot a single one. Tom tom. All the shells were out in a matter of minutes!

After the infantry artillery ran out of shells, the artillery company rushed down the hill with mortars on their shoulders, and set up another cannon at the old blind man's temporary command post.

The only variable that appeared in front of the attacking troops was that the devils actually used the fog to pull a few barbed wire fences outside the dune camp and defensive positions. Sharpened wooden skewers were also inserted between the two barbed wire fences, and tripwire mines made of grenades were used.

The barbed wire fence did not have time to wait for the engineer company to come up and clear it, some troops cut it with broadswords, and some troops simply went to the top to pad it, and let other comrades step on their backs.

What to do with mines? What to do with wooden skewers? Roll thunder with your body! Knock down the wooden skewers with your body! The Eighth Route Army has never lacked this person who sacrificed his life and forgot to die! The enemy's fire overhead poured down like rain, and people kept falling, and those who fell fell, and no one thought about it, or took a look, and there was no awareness that this was a sacrifice. This is real death.

The ground reflected in the firelight, and the blood that flowed from the ground was also reflected, and the soldiers' vision began to blur. The eyes are full of red, you can't tell which is the earth and which is the blood-red sky, war proves that people are fragile, no matter what country or nation you are, you are extremely small in the face of the power of steel!

The old blind man inadvertently thought that he was crying, but as soon as these tears came out, he suddenly seemed to return to the world from a dream, and everything was normal again.

The troops defending the small gutter attacked this mound in the south, which was about a few dozen meters high and had a slope of about 40 degrees. The five companies of friendly troops attacked two mounds to the west, one high and one short. At the beginning of the offensive battle, the battle was very fierce, the soldiers attacked point by point, mounds gnawed one mound, most of the way was open ground between the mounds, and many soldiers were lying there, all of which were shot by the crossfire of the devils.

When the troops attacked the main position in the southern mound, the casualties were already very large, Lianli organized several charges without success, almost all squads and platoons were gone, and basically all squads were reduced by two-thirds! The soldiers were pressed by the enemy's fire and could not lift their heads under the ridge, the enemy's position was too hidden, there were their firing points everywhere, they dug a lot of individual holes in the soft mounds, and at any moment one/two or more guns would shoot at you.

If it weren't for this ridge, it would have naturally built some strongholds for the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army to hide, otherwise, the best soldiers would inevitably be ruthlessly shot in this hell full of dark arrows. A chill also rose in the old blind man's heart, and he stared at the devil machine gun that was firing frantically at the lower part of the mound, and did not dare to look at the soldiers around him, as if he would let them see through his cowardice when he raised his head.

The situation is too unfavorable for the 20th Regiment, and the devils who have been fighting fiercely for a day still have such strong combat effectiveness and such fierce resistance! The old blind man was ready to send a reserve reinforcement, and at this time the deputy platoon commander of the platoon asked to attack again, he was already the acting platoon commander, and the platoon commander had just sacrificed himself on a mine and a wooden skewer!

"I'll participate too!" "Lao Tzu is going too!" "Count me in one!" One after another sound rang out, and one of the warriors stood up violently because of the excitement, and was kicked down by the old blind man: in an instant, the rain of bullets covered the position where the guy had just stood up, and the damn drop was beaten into a sieve in half a second!!

The old blind man agreed to the request of the deputy platoon commander of a platoon, and asked him and a few fighters to form an assault team to pull out the devil's firepower on the top of the mound!

A platoon of deputies asked his comrades in the commando team to check their weapons and equipment and prepare grenades or something, while he himself lay on the ridge and observed the terrain intently, choosing an attack route to come out. The commandos pulled the bolts of their guns over and over again, counted the grenades, no one spoke, and the rest of their comrades watched silently and quietly.

After observing the terrain and the firepower configuration of the devils, a platoon of deputies nodded to the old blind chief of staff to signal that the fire was ready, and suddenly the gunfire rang out, and all kinds of firearms in the company shot the accumulated anger at the enemy position, and rows of grenades crossed an arc and smashed into the enemy position, and the smoke and dust raised set up a smoke screen in front of the enemy's position, and the artillery company behind also helped a few mortar shells.

Before the commandos could come to their senses, a platoon of deputies jumped out of the ridge with a wave of their arms, and several members of the subconscious team also jumped out of the ridge where they were hiding, just like a few beasts that had been hungry for a few days screaming and rushing forward.

The machine guns in the hands of a platoon of deputies fired non-stop. The gunfire sounded like an explosion. The grenade explosion was heard so loudly. The grenade thrown by the devil and the grenade thrown by the Eighth Route Army overlapped and overlapped, shaking the body and losing balance.

Every member of the team clearly felt that the entire internal organs were shaking! The second pillar of the company's correspondent followed behind a platoon of deputies and threw grenades upward! This kid had just hung several grenade bags on his body, and those two arms had not been idle since they jumped out of the dirt, pulling out the grenades and throwing them on top of the mound!

But the comrades in the back saw clearly that the grenades thrown out by this young man were only getting closer and closer one by one, perhaps because he was wounded. Maybe the muscles in his arms were sore, and the others didn't have time to take care of them, and the battle was so tense that people couldn't breathe.

A slight but frightening sound passed through the gunshot, and it was the muffled snort of the two pillars! The young man finally fell, a row of heavy machine gun bullets swept him sideways, the slippery blood stained his military uniform, he didn't even have the strength to struggle, he fell on the slope, his arms still raised forward, and the grenade he was holding had not had time to pull the string!

Commandos no longer aim to shoot. Perhaps a fraction of a second would have attracted dozens of bullets, and they instinctively pulled the trigger on the figure that flickered in the smoke. The rapid and tight sound of the gunfire became so faint, so dull, that the sound seemed to have been carried away by the night wind, and it traveled far away, drifting away like the wind.

Not far away, a platoon of commando captains leaped towards the spur, their muzzles flashing with blazing fire, his anger spewing flames. A platoon of deputies is the top of the special training camp competition, and his tactical movements always look so crisp and neat, and in an instant he gets into the smoke screen in front of the enemy's position!

The old blind man looked at a row of deputies and said in his heart that there was a door! Immediately the stakes of the heartbeat, this guy will succeed! Soon there was a short, muffled explosion of grenades on the enemy's position, and the dense and dull sound of the enemy's weapons firing on the entire battlefield suddenly became silent, as if the battle of thousands of people had been concentrated on this one mound!

The old blind man's eyes were really moist this time, and the charge in the last minute proved that the Eighth Route Army was much more fearless and resolute than the devil! In a trance, it was as if there was a thunderbolt in the sky! "Chief of Staff! Come on! "A great flame suddenly rose above the high ground.

The battlefield in the south of the entire basin instantly resounded with a sound of killing, the third platoon rushed up, the remaining ones in the second platoon also rushed up, the comrades in the first platoon also rushed up, and the remaining brothers of the commando team rushed up to the small hill in three steps and two steps, and the corpses of the devils were scattered all over the position, and there were guns and ammunition they abandoned everywhere.

The old blind man who rushed up with the troops was sharp-eyed, and at a glance he saw a row of deputies leaning on the edge of the trench, and his heart was in ecstasy, good man, a real man! This is the real hero!

What can we do, what can we do, but our hero didn't even react at all, didn't he know that the Lu Dao position had been taken by us! An ominous premonition tightly encircled the hearts of all those who rushed to the devil's position, and just when everyone thought that the deputy of the platoon was too tired to close their eyes and rest, the two soldiers in the platoon cried and shouted that they had hugged him, but his body was so weak and weak, and his head was gently tilted to the side.

Finally see it clearly! The devil's bullet hit him in the throat, and the blood was pouring out from there, and his eyes were no longer open as if they were spitting flames, and he no longer looked at the mountains and the earth, and no longer looked at the sky that was still full of smoke, and he died, and just walked away without saying a word!

But these eyes are still telling, still calling, still declaring his incomparable yearning and desire for life. Everyone wanted to cry, but they couldn't, and the tears swirled in their eyes a few times and flowed back into their stomachs. In order to fight devils, the blood of so many comrades-in-arms was sprinkled on this ancient land, and now not far away, the fierce battle continues, a platoon of deputies and those soldiers who fell on the way to the charge, they used their lives and blood to open the way to victory for their own troops!

While the first company of the special training battalion was fighting bloody battles on the southern front, the other brother units were also fighting hard: the second battalion was fighting the devil's position in the north of the basin, which was not a mound, but a complex terrain composed of small hills and gravel piles.

It took only about an hour for them to occupy all the surface positions from the beginning of the attack, and the battle was also extremely hard, and the enemy relied on the complex terrain to resist stubbornly, which caused the second battalion to suffer heavy casualties. When the bottom of the hill was hit, the deputy company commander and instructor of the fifth company also died, and the deputy company commander had his intestines hung through his belly belt by the flying shrapnel, and he still insisted on commanding there until he died.

At the end, a squad leader, under the cover of the whole battalion's firepower, climbed the hill with an explosives bag, and even the people with the explosives bag rushed into the devil's fortifications, and with a loud bang, the top of the hill was completely blown up! (To be continued......)