The stormtroopers were basically in place, and the last three devils were crawling towards the ridge.

The Devil Soldier Cao is very happy that he can become the captain of the stormtrooper and lead these twenty devils to glory. Jun Cao is a veteran, and at the same time he is also a believer in bushido, he doesn't think this charge will be difficult, there are only two fire points on the opposite bank, only two Czech light machine guns, before the charge is launched, all the machine gun groups on his side, including the heavy machine guns, will suddenly start to attack, suppressing the two machine guns on the opposite bank is not a problem, just a bridge, only need the enemy's two machine guns to not raise their heads in more than ten seconds, and they rushed over, and the casualties will not be large.

The only thing he was worried about was the position in the middle of the enemy line on the opposite bank, where a few riflemen were obscenely covered, and after rushing across the bridge, they might cause some trouble, because the north end of the bridge was within range of their grenades, but it was also under the nose of the bridgehead, and casualties would not delay him from pulling out the pillbox with grenades.

The soldiers lying next to him were obviously nervous, they had recently crossed the ocean to replenish them, curled up in the snow behind the ridge, and their guns were shaking slightly.

Jun Cao said to the recruits beside him, "You know...... What is a samurai?"

The devil lying in the snow raised his steel helmet to look at the military cao in front of him, and the nearby devils all heard the military cao and looked over.

So he turned his body over and changed to a half-lying back on the ridge, with his steel helmet resting on the earth and snow, looking at the cold blue sky, and saying, "The samurai are cherry blossoms." Cherry blossoms are beautiful, not because of individuals, but because they bloom together, bloom together, and fall together.

Cherry blossom...... The most beautiful time is not when it blooms, but when it withers. All withered overnight, and none of them were left on the branches. Because they have created brilliance, they will not be surpassed, not even themselves. This...... It's samurai, it's bushido. ”

Jun Cao said very forgetfully, his tone was leisurely, long, and he said that he himself was drunk, and the devils who were lying behind the ridge began to miss the spring of their hometown, Tao Taoran. The mobilization effect is very good, the cold is not cold, the shaking is not shaking, the fear is not afraid, and it is absolutely not difficult to charge across the bridge in one breath.

Jun Cao was still looking up at the sky, but he didn't blink at first, because he saw a black dot in the sky, as if it was also fluttering, first slowly, then it seemed to stop fluttering, but it was getting bigger and bigger, like a little ink drop that was dipping and spreading,

"Cover—" Jun Cao shouted violently, and curled up in embarrassment.

Boom - the ground behind the ridge shook violently, flying earth, blowing sand, and falling snow.

The devils, who were still nostalgic for the spring of their hometown, didn't understand what was going on, and lay in the snow listening to the clanging of steel helmets.

Jun Cao's first reaction was that his grenadier was fired by mistake, and he sat up sharply after the smoke of gunpowder rose, wanting to scold the rear, but before he opened his mouth, he felt that it was wrong, the direction of the black dots...... It's west of the North Shore!

"There are grenadiers on the eighth road!" The line that originally wanted to face south to scold his own people was changed to a hissing warning.

This ridge is very close to the south bridgehead, and along the northwest wind, there is a light impact that reaches the ears of the devil army Cao.

Bang - bang - bang ......

It was the sound of the grenade being fired again and again, and it sounded at rapid intervals, proving that this shot just now was an accurate test firing!

The voice was not loud, but it sounded like a heavy hammer to Jun Cao, smashing his vigilant heart again and again. The time seemed to be so long, so long that there was no reaction from his men, the urging voice was still soft, and there was no better shelter near this ridge, which was too close to the bunkers on the other side. Jun Cao tried to stand up, but he couldn't, and now he felt a sharp pain in his back, and the warmth that was rapidly flowing out of his body. I had to grit my teeth and get up on my knees instead, facing north, and waved: "All charge!"

There is no time to wait for the general offensive fire to suppress, this position is about to become a hell where grenades fall, veterans are veterans, the devil army Cao decisively made the decision he thought was right at the critical moment without hesitation, there was no time to coordinate, he believed that the captain saw all this, and the heavy machine gun would fire in advance because of the early occurrence of the charge.

At the moment when Jun Cao just shouted the order to charge, at the moment when the seventeen devils were about to get up in a hurry, the second grenade fell, and then the third, and then the fourth...... At intervals of two or three seconds, explode, explode again, without stopping.

The heavy machine guns went off, all the machine guns began to go off, and the devil captain in the rear was not slow to react and understood. The rain of bullets flew to the bridgehead, to another machine-gun position northeast of the bridgehead, and even the infantry hiding place between the two machine-gun positions was taken care of by machine guns.

The sand and gravel were flying, the earth and snow were falling, the explosions, the heavy machine-gun fire, and the decisive reaction of the soldier Cao, twelve devils rushed out of the gunsmoke, jumped out of the sill, and raised their bayonets to the bridge. After the ridge, two devils died from the grenade explosion; the two devils were running sideways in a panic, and the two of them were stunned by the shock wave of the grenade explosion, one rushed out without knowing the direction, and the other just followed and rushed out towards the east; and the other was injured by shrapnel in the leg and could no longer stand up, so he could only continue to curl up behind the ridge in pain.

The three devils who had not been in place in time had stopped crawling, lying in the snow, feeling the debris falling from the air constantly smashing their steel helmets and backs, and watching the half-kneeling back of Jun Cao no longer hold on, and fell into the sand caused by another explosion.

The twelve devils rushed onto the bridge, and the firing holes of the bridgehead were being beaten to ashes by the various machine guns covering behind them, flying sand and falling to the earth, and the density of bullets was terrifying, and the machine guns in the bridgehead could not be set up at all; They rushed in stride, victory was within reach, thirty meters away, twenty meters away.

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Luo Fugui's machine gun crew couldn't get up, it was the first time he experienced such intensive suppressive fire, he could only shrink under the cover, feeling the sand on his head stirred up by bullets like rain and mist, hitting the brim of his hat, falling into his neckline, and cursing the devil's grandmother in the whistling sound.

The charge came too suddenly, there was no warning at all, Shi Cheng leaned on the single soldier pit and couldn't lie down, he was shouting at the top of his throat, asking a few recruits under his command to calm down, fire grenades, and be ready to wait for him to give an order to throw his full force in the direction of the pillbox, and then in the rain of bullets, he stretched out his head again and shook quickly in the direction of the stone bridge, and then shrank down, according to the speed of the devil's charge on the bridge, silently counted down in his heart.

Li Xiang maintained a kneeling and squatting posture, holding the grenadier firmly in the pit, waiting for the assistant next to him to load the twelfth grenade, and the soldier in charge of covert observation suddenly began to shout: "They rushed out! The devil is on the bridge!"

This news made Li Xiang push away the assistant who was about to continue loading, and poked his head out from the edge of the pit, and twelve devils were desperately crossing the bridge in his sight. It was an accident for both parties!

"Ready to load!" Li Xiang shouted, then changed the direction of the grenadier in his hand, stepped on the hoe, and knelt down again, aiming at the bridgehead. It's too late to stop the devils who rush the bridge, so they can only hope to bombard the bridgehead to give the company commander support, after all, the bridgehead can't be bombarded by a grenade, but this can create trouble for the devils who try to get close to the bridgehead throwing grenades, and if they can't get it, they can only fight like this, if there is no bridgehead now, everyone can't leave, and this bridgehead will in turn become a demon that kills their own people.

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In the bunker, the two shooting holes facing the south bank and facing the bridge deck seem to be falling hail, stray bullets, ricochets and flying sand and rocks roaring endlessly, and the bullets that fly into the shooting holes by the density of bullets rain make the inner wall of the north crackle and fall to the earth.

The soldier who accompanied the company commander to shoot outward with a rifle tried to stretch out his head to observe, but before he could see the outside situation clearly, his forehead turned red, and he covered the skin torn by the stray bullet and shrank under the shooting hole again, shouting in a panic: "The devil is going to cross the bridge!

shouted to the company commander, but there was no response, and he raised his bloody face, only to find that the company commander was not at the firing position and was not around.

"I don't want to be blown up! I don't want to!" a voice shouted.

A few panicked soldiers looked over, and the puppet prisoner who had been squatting in the corner of the bunker suddenly stood up, waved his fist excitedly and said, "Hit his mother! But he stubbornly refused to give up, and with the crackling sound, he put on his rifle, pulled the bolt, and did not pull!

Unfortunately, this brave captive picked up his own gun, and how unfair fate had been to him. So he stood by the shooting hole, the butt of the gun was facing down on the ground, ignoring the fact that the wound that had lost half of his ear was bleeding from his neck, and despite the fact that the shooting hole around him was flying into stray bullets again and again, he began to habitually raise his foot and kick the bolt of his gun, kicking more frantically than he had been on the side of the road this morning, kicking in the rain of bullets, dumbfounded the five eight-way spectators, forgetting that the devil was rushing over, and forgetting for a moment that the crisis was coming.

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Carrying a machine gun rushed to the exit of the bunker, the light suddenly became intense, and the world instantly became extraordinarily clear, the blue sky was colorless wind, and the white wasteland was withered and yellow grass.

Lie down against the outer wall of the bunker's exit, and then crawl quickly along the slightly arc-shaped bunker outer wall until you can see the bridge deck, and see the devil with a bayonet running towards the bridge.

With a machine gun mounted on the front, the devil who rushed to the front and the nearest seemed to have spotted himself obscenely stuck under the outer wall of the bunker, because the running devil was staring at him wide-eyed, trying to pick up the rifle in his hand while running.

Dada......

It was too close, and there was no time to shoot again, so he pulled the trigger of the machine gun and didn't let go, so that all twenty bullets in a magazine turned into wind, blowing wildly on the bridge, blowing all the way in an instant, and decisively letting go of the M1932 behind his waist.

Woo Woo ......

The shell gun in his hand was still jumping wildly, but the ground began to tremble violently.

Boom Boom Boom Boom ......

A wave of six grenades, mixed with grenade grenades, rained down on the area around the pillbox. Shi Cheng and Li Xiang's indiscriminate explosion covered them, drowning their company commander and the bunker under the base of the bunker wall in the raging smoke.

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