"Buzz~"

A dull sound came from the distant sky. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Soon, small black dots appeared in people's field of vision.

"Fifteen!"

Lu Bo held the telescope and looked at the plane in the distant sky.

Soon the planes grew bigger and bigger in the eyes of the positions of the independent regiment, and the bombers dived, and dozens of black mallet-like things fell towards the positions with a whistling sound.

Followed by.

The sound of "boom" was incessant, and the explosions were continuous. All the soldiers were in the trenches and could not raise their heads at all.

After dropping dozens of bombs, the Japanese bombers flew away.

At this time, the Japanese air force was even arrogant to the point that fifteen bombers were dispatched, and not even a single fighter was followed to protect it.

And in this way, the troops have nothing to do with the Japanese Air Force!

"Buzz~"

In less than half an hour, the second round of Japanese bombardment followed.

Then came a third round of bombardment.

By the time the third round of bombardment was over, the entire position had been completely unrecognizable, and there were craters up to 10 meters in diameter.

The devil's forces pressed back on.

Lu Bo looked at the devil who had pressed back and ordered: "The bombing is over, let everyone cheer me up!" Beat me back! ”

There was once again the sound of gunfire coming and going.

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Majiapo.

Command of the 12th Brigade Regiment.

Yoshikawa Nakasa reported: "This is a report that the scouts have just sent and discovered the command post of the troops on the opposite side!" ”

"Yo Xi!" Major General Ito stood up: "Order the artillery, knock out their command post!" ”

"Yes!"

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"His grandmother's, ordered the third battalion to immediately bring people to support the fifth battalion! The little devil has become a sperm, and he has adopted a roundabout tactic so quickly・・・・・・"

"Meat~"

"Boom!"

Fierce explosions.

Yi Xiaojing felt a buzzing sound in her ears, and her head was dizzy.

Shi Da pressed on Yi Xiaojing's body.

raised his head and saw that Lu Bo was shouting something at him, but Yi Xiaojing couldn't hear anything.

Lu Bo waved his hand at Shi Da, Shi Da immediately got up, pulled Yi Xiaojing up, and pulled Yi Xiaojing to run quickly towards the outside of the command post.

"Boom!"

Not far from running out of the command post, a single shell concentrated at the command post. In the firelight, the air wave rushed in, and even if he was pressed under Shi Da, he still felt that the heat wave was blowing and his skin hurt.

Immediately afterwards, a few more shells fell, Yi Xiaojing was pulled by Shi Da and didn't know how far she ran, the buzzing in her ears gradually became smaller, and the sound of this world finally came back gradually.

"Mr. Yi, Mr. Yi, how are you?"

Shi Da's voice shouted anxiously at Yi Xiaojing.

Yi Xiaojing waved her hand: "I'm fine, how are you?" ”

At this time, Shi Da's image is not very good. His body was scorched, his face was so black that he could barely tell who he was by his eyes and the contours of his face.

There were patches of blood on his arms, thighs, and especially on his back, apparently injured.

Shi Da heard Yi Xiaojing's words, and smiled: "Mr. Yi is fine, I have no problem, it's all minor injuries." ”

Looking at Shi Da's appearance, Yi Xiaojing was moved. Just now, Shi Da dragged himself to run, and when the cannonball landed, Shi Da pounced on himself for the first time, for the impact of the cannonball, otherwise he still doesn't know if he still has his life!

"Shi Da, where is Captain Lu? And Commissar Zhao? ”

Shi Da scratched his head: "I don't know, I just ran away and didn't pay attention to where they went, but when I ran out of the command post, I saw that Regiment Commander Lu had also run out, and I didn't see Political Commissar Zhao." ”

Yi Xiaojing looked around.

Then he stopped a young soldier who was delivering supplies on the front line of the net and asked, "Which battalion are you from?" ”

The little soldier carried the box on his shoulder, and ran forward, saying to Yi Xiaojing: "Mr. Yi, I am from the sixth battalion, and I am about to send grenades to the front line. ”

"Go, follow."

Yi Xiaojing spoke, followed the little soldier, bent down in the trench and ran to the front line. Shi Da followed closely behind Yi Xiaojing.

Soon, Yi Xiaojing came to the front line. It was a real rain of bullets, and the sound of gunfire was as dense as raindrops.

Yi Xiaojing casually took a rifle from a soldier who had already died, loaded it, poked his head out and pulled the trigger on a devil who was charging over.

"Smack!"

A crisp gunshot rang out.

In Yi Xiaojing's field of vision, a charging devil fell on the way to charge.

Quickly crouched down and loaded, showing his head again and aiming at a devil.

"Smack!"

Crisp gunshots. Another devil in a-yellow uniform charged fell to the ground.

"Woohoo!" Several bullets hit the fortifications in front of Yi Xiaojing. Yi Xiaojing hurriedly squatted down, ran a few steps to the side, changed positions, and continued to shoot.

"Grenades!"

As the devil got closer and closer, the battalion commander of the position gave an order, and all the soldiers bit off the wooden-handled grenades made in the border area and threw them at the enemy.

The devil's charge formation is very loose, and often a grenade is thrown down, and it is good to be able to kill one or two devils. It often takes three or five grenades to kill an average of one devil.

"Get on the bayonet!"

With the devil less than fifty meters away, the soldiers drew their bayonets and inserted them into their rifles. They jumped out of the trenches and charged towards the devils.

Yi Xiaojing shot another devil, and when she squatted down to load, she suddenly saw a familiar figure.

"Defend the country!"

Ding Weiguo is shooting devils in the program of shooting, loading, shooting, loading, numbing machinery. I didn't notice that Yi Xiaojing was calling him at all.

Yi Xiaojing patted him on the shoulder, and he turned his head with a blank face.

It took a while to recognize Yi Xiaojing, his face changed, and he shouted, "Sir! ”

At this time, Ding Weiguo's image was also very bad, with a hole in his head and half of his face dyed red by blood donation.

The war is a collective emotion, and the courage of people has been greatly cultivated in the war, and at this time, Ding Weiguo's blood-stained face has lost the fear and immaturity of last night, and it seems that he has grown up rapidly in this short period of time.

Ding Weiguo looked at Yi Xiaojing, his eyes were red and he said: "Wang Laoba, Duan Manzi, Mantou, Liuzi, and many brothers from the recruit camp, they all sacrificed. ”

The people Ding Weiguo said were also people who were deeply impressed by Yi Xiaojing in the past month or so. If it were in peacetime, the death of these people would make Yi Xiaojing sentimental for a long time, but in this battlefield full of dead bodies and dead people, such sentimental emotions seem to be extremely rare.

patted Ding Weiguo on the shoulder, Yi Xiaojing comforted him and said, "Fight devils and avenge them!" ”

"Hmm!" Ding Weiguo nodded vigorously.

Yi Xiaojing, Ding Weiguo, and Shi Da, the three of them have very good marksmanship.

On the battlefield now, the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army and the Japanese soldiers have fallen into a scorching white-knuckle battle. If an ordinary soldier shoots, it is really easy to accidentally injure his own people.

However, the three of them had no such worries, and almost every bullet could hit an enemy.

The stalemate was short-lived, and after about half an hour, the Independent Regiment repelled the attack of the Matsushima Wing, leaving hundreds of corpses on each side.