Zhu Quan saw that the Japanese army was not even fifty meters away from the position, and he knew very well that the headquarters, Changzhou was more than ten kilometers away from here, and the Japanese army had already rushed to the position in the time when the shells were flying.

And the coordinates he reported were exactly where he was located, extending left and right. He, even if he died, would not let the Japanese army set foot on the battlefield in front of his eyes.

After receiving the report of the coordinates, the artillery that had just been put on by the advance army here began to adjust the firing angle, and the surveyors nervously calculated, marked the coordinates on the map, converted the distance and Zhuyuan, and gave the location of the artillery fire here.

The surveyors completed the conversion of the coordinates in a few seconds, but they were all surprised to find that this coordinate was the No. 6 position marked on the map, that is, a position of the third division of Lao Zhao's troops.

How will the coordinates of the position be given?

All the surveyors did not have time to ask for instructions, and they would not bombard a position that was still holding out, and after a brief moment of astonishment, they quickly rested, and then the coordinates were reported to the gun on which the shell was loaded.

A huge roar followed, thirty 150 howitzers roared, and the shells flew to the front of position No. 6, and fell in less than half a minute when the Japanese army was blocked by the only grenade on the top of the mountain.

The violent shock made the soldiers on the position fall to the broken trench one by one, making Zhu Quan, who was holding the microphone, almost faint, and leaned on the trench weakly in front of him in a burst of blackness.

There were six loud bangs in a row, and the shells exploded two hundred meters away from the forward position, and patches of open space appeared in the smoke-filled area, and the charging Japanese troops were instantly wiped out. In just one round, the charging Japanese troops were cut off by the waist, and thousands of Japanese troops were blown up.

Ahead, it is already less than 20 meters close to the position, and it is a few steps to step into the position. The Japanese soldiers, whose bayonets were already aimed at the chests of the fighters who stood up, were flipped to the ground by the violent concussion and rolled down the hillside.

The sudden shelling stunned Maeda, and in the smoke of gunpowder, he could not see the battle in front of him, and he could not see what the outcome was. But he knows it very well. The artillery on the opposite side was more than 120 calibers, and he also knew that his own soldiers should have taken the position.

The violent concussion made the tragic battle that was about to collide with each other be dissolved, and the Japanese army was tumbling and unable to stand in the attack position for the time being. On the battlefield, the tired warriors were also unable to immediately launch a blockade, and one by one their ears were ringing, their chests were bored, and they fell into the trenches.

I don't know how long it took. Zhu Quan regained consciousness, and at the moment when Wang Tie got up, he struggled, climbed to the top of the trench, and looked down the mountain.

He had just poked his head out, and in his blurred vision, there was smoke in the distance, and he was near. Within a few tens of meters were Japanese troops, and they were getting up one by one. Shaking his head, he couldn't tell the difference between southeast and northwest.

"Hey, hey! Position 6!! Position 6!! ，”

An anxious shout came from the headset he was holding in his hand, not knowing the outcome of the artillery bombardment, waiting for the next bombardment target.

Zhu Quan's ears were buzzing, and his vision was blurred for a while. He couldn't hear the shouting in the headphones, but in his blurred vision, he saw that the Japanese soldiers had raised their bayonets and launched the most rear-end charge.

Wang Tie stood up at this moment, picked up a handful of 38 big covers and shouted: "Fight with the little devil!! Get on the bayonet!! ”

His roar pierced through the smoke. Pierce through the dust and resound through the position.

On the battlefield, with his shouting, dozens of figures staggered up, raised their bayonets, and prepared to fight in the last place.

The Japanese soldiers, howling and holding bayonets, found the target at the moment of looking at the figure in the middle, and then, like a tide, rushed to the top of the mountain with vain steps.

Zhu Quan was in the roar of the Japanese army, his mind was clear, and when he saw the Japanese army charging, he raised the headset and microphone he was holding in his hand, and shouted with all his strength: "Shelling 183...... 497！！ Left and right corrections...... Shoot at me!! ”

In the shout, Wang Tiehu roared, jumped to the front line, poof, a bayonet stabbed a Japanese soldier who rushed to the front, the bayonet was drawn, the butt of the gun rotated, and smashed away another Japanese soldier who stabbed at the guard, blood splattered, roared, blocked the two stabbing spears, rounded the gun in his hand, and at the moment when the two Japanese soldiers drew their guns and prepared to attack again, the tip of the bayonet swept the throats of the two people.

At the moment when the bloody swords on the necks of the two of them flew, the butt of a rifle smashed into the Japanese soldier who succeeded in the sneak attack, and the bayonet stabbed him in the face of the thigh from below, staggered, and forced himself to stabilize his body.

"Shelling 183...... 497！！ Left and right corrections...... Shoot at me!! Shoot at me!! ”

Zhu Quan roared as hard as he could, squeezing his most physical strength, and called for artillery fire to bombard the No. 6 position.

On the position, the Japanese army had rushed up, and the soldiers who stood up collided together, seeing that the position was about to be lost, suddenly, the tsunami-like shouts of killing sounded behind their position, and then, Zhu Quan's vision was blurred, and he saw the sound and shadow of the sapper shovel jumping above his head, and the boom crashed into the Japanese army crowd that rushed to the position, blood mist soared, clanging collisions, and screams and curses immediately resounded through the sky.

"Are reinforcements arriving......"

Zhu Quan's vision gradually blurred, and the moment his tense mind relaxed, his consciousness fell into the darkness exhausted......

Qu Jun had just chopped off the head of a Japanese soldier, and he didn't care about breathing, and he was about to step into the trench and rush down the position with his bloody sapper shovel and his legs.

"Position Six! Position Six! Please report the coordinates, your coordinates are the position itself, artillery fire cannot support it!! ”

Qu Jun just heard this shout, he raised his legs and retracted them, and at the moment when the soldiers behind him were sweating and rushing over with sapper shovels, he looked down at his feet.

The moment he saw the walkie-talkie, he flashed his hand, inserted the shell gun into the side of his leg, and reached out to grab the microphone and headphones.

Under the tugging, he failed to pick up the headset and microphone that Zhu Quan was holding tightly, helplessly, in the uninterrupted roar from the earphone, he put down the sapper shovel full of plasma in his hand, laboriously and carefully broke Zhu Quan's fingers, picked up the microphone and shouted: "I am Qu Jungang, the commander-in-chief of the front, I order, shell 330 ...... 682, left and right correction, extend ten, we're going to attack! ”

After shouting, he shouted over there to receive the order, carefully placed the microphone and headphones on Zhu Quan's body, picked up the sapper shovel, and shouted: "Kill!" Hack these shit!! ”

The moment the brave advance army rushed to the position, the battle immediately became one-sided.

The advance army, which had just fought and had not yet exhausted its blood, saw the corpses and wreckage of the soldiers on the battlefield, the blood all over their bodies immediately burned, roared, and rushed into the crowd of Japanese soldiers with sharp sapper shovels.

However, the Japanese army had just not fully recovered from the shelling earthquake, and although the advance army had been running for a long time, its physical agility far exceeded theirs. Besides, in terms of training intensity, the training of the Japanese army was stronger than that of the national army, stronger than Lao Zhao's troops, but far worse than the advance army.

In just a few tens of seconds of collision, more and more advance soldiers rushed in, and the battle was one-sided.

Two or three tiger-like advance troops against a Japanese army, isn't that chopping melons and vegetables? None of them are one-on-one, let alone more and less.

The Japanese army, which had no backup, immediately collapsed under the flood of offensives, and although they desperately resisted, they could not stop the advance of the advance army. In only a few tens of seconds, the advance army smashed the head of the Japanese army's charge, and then annihilated the remaining less than 1,000 Japanese troops in the crowd.

The battle was in full swing, and the shells, with a seeping roar, flew over, and at the moment when these Japanese troops were wiped out, they fell 100 meters away from the previous bombardment position.

Rumble!

The earth shook violently, and a cloud of black and red mushrooms rose into the air, shaking violently even Maeda thousands of kilometers away.

"Haven't locked on the enemy's artillery positions yet?!"

Osamu Maeda shouted.

"Report to the general, the direction in which the shells are flying is not the rear of the position, but the direction of Changzhou, the 34th Division."

One of the big ones hurriedly reported.

"How's the frontier going?!!"

Osamu Maeda asked with a roar as he stood firm.

"General, I can't see the situation ahead, according to the position of the previous troops, it should be ...... at this time"

Before a major general's words fell, a scream interrupted his words, and under the gaze of several people, a huge ball of fire rose into the air more than five hundred meters away.

The earth shook violently, everyone stood unsteadily, and in the neighing of war horses, they staggered and staggered, and in the middle of the poof, the Japanese army who was caught off guard fell to the ground.

The artillery fire was extended......

Osamu Maeda shook and didn't fall, and after flashing this thought, he yelled, "Retreat!!" ”

With a roar, he rushed to the war horse dozens of meters away, preparing to evacuate on horseback.

The Japanese soldiers were in a panic in the order, and they couldn't take care of the damage in front of them, so they packed up their things, turned the head of the car, and prepared to leave.

Qu Jun just led the team at the moment when the artillery fire was extended, and the tide rushed to the position of the first shelling. As they ran, as the Japanese army decreased, one by one the soldiers hung up their sapper shovels, took off the guns they were carrying, and launched a swift pursuit. Behind him, there was a ground of stump and flesh. One by one, the mutilated corpses of Japanese soldiers were trampled under their feet and trampled into the ashes.

In the distance, before Osamu Maeda could step onto his horse, the scream came again.

Before he could grab the reins of the horse, there was a loud bang, the earth shook violently, and a wave of air swept in, without waiting for Maeda to react, together with the dozen or so generals who followed him, the rolled air wave was blown out of the air like a ball, rolling, and falling into the distance.

A hundred meters away from them, a fireball rose into the air, and the violent explosion tore everything within tens of meters, and the dust instantly enveloped the panicked Japanese army. The horses neighed, neighing and galloping in the air waves, each fleeing for his life. The Japanese soldiers, one by one, rolled the gourd, their ears were buzzing, dizzy, and they didn't know if they were still alive.

The shelling extended into the distance with a sound, three or four hundred meters at a time, a large area was exploded, and the left and right extended to cover a distance of thousands of meters...... (To be continued......)