When the signal soldier called for the first time, Rhoda had already received the news, but he had not finished preparing yet, and the time for the second battalion to hold out was too short, only a little more than a minute.

"Rodda, start shelling now!"

There was no answer from Luo Da, Feng looked back in the direction of Luo Da in the village, and roared in the walkie-talkie, at this time, Feng Yi didn't look at the time at all.

"Shelling now!"

Rhoda's forehead was dripping with sweat, and after hastily answering on the walkie-talkie, he looked at the busy brothers.

"One is good!"

"Ermen is good!"

......

In the loud answer, one mortar after another was finally ready, but this time passed for another few tens of seconds.

"Shoot quickly, let's go!"

Rhoda shouted.

"Knock, knock......"

With a dull sound, mortar shells whistled towards the positions of the 2nd Battalion.

"Kill and give!"

"Rush!"

In the northwest position, Jiro Kajima kept shouting, the soldiers in front rushed to the position, he only needed to push one squadron after another into the battlefield, and he could solve the defenders on the position with hard pressure with his troops, he felt that he had won.

"Tweet ......"

"Boom, boom, boom......"

With a sharp whistling, shells from the 60 mortars fell in front of the position.

"Ahh

The mortar shells fell very close, but there was still an error in Rhoda, and the shells fell directly on a distance of a hundred meters.

"Puff puff ......"

However, this effect is also obvious, the shells that explode on the ground carry air waves and shrapnel, wantonly harvesting the surrounding enemies.

"Boom, boom......"

Rapid fire is the pursuit of the maximum rate of fire of mortars, which requires a large number of shells to support, and the effect is that the enemy can be cleared of the explosion area in the shortest time, at least so that they can not continue to charge to support white-knuckle combat.

"Yaga!"

The explosion of mortar shells sounded like in the heart of Jiro Kashima, and his face turned pale, at this time, at this distance, the infantry of the Japanese and defense forces was too dense, and this was simply an excellent place for artillery play.

"Get down, get down!"

The enemy's mortars were exerting power, and at this time, it was impossible for anyone to charge under such dense artillery fire, and a large number of soldiers stopped running and lay on the ground as a reflex.

"Second Battalion, please reply to the situation of the shell landing point, whether it needs to be adjusted."

After three rounds of shelling, Rhoda shouted over the walkie-talkie, but unfortunately, no one answered him.

"Continue the shelling until the second battalion returns."

Feng Yi commanded Rhoda in the walkie-talkie.

"Direct team, follow me!"

Feng Yi put down the microphone, he wanted to take someone to the northwest to have a look.

"Huhuhu......"

More than seventy brothers ran quickly, following Feng Ye straight to the northwest position, this was the second time he had gone there this evening.

"Kill them, brothers!"

Wang Ning held Thomson in one hand at this time, and held a scimitar in his left hand, this was the trophy of the first expedition to Burma, the Burmese scimitar, at this time, Thomson's bullet was empty, and it had become a stick in his hand.

"Puff, puff......"

The bayonet penetrated the human body, and in the distance there were mortar shells that kept exploding, Wang Ning obviously felt that his pressure had become lighter, at least after he finished dealing with the enemy in front of him, he could still look left and right to see that he needed his own support there.

"Ahh

On the position, there were fewer and fewer enemies attacking in, and when the last devil fell to the ground with a scream, the real position was full of screams.

"The commander of the first company, take your brothers to improve the defensive line, and the second company is responsible for solving the enemy's wounded soldiers; The Triple Company was responsible for sending our brothers to the back! ”

Wang Ning shouted, he can't be chaotic at this time, he has to take this opportunity to re-establish his own defense line.

"Battalion commander, the second company commander is gone, the first platoon commander of the second company is seriously injured, and the second platoon commander is also injured, and now the third platoon commander is in command."

In the midst of a mourning voice, a brother cried out and reported.

"Stop howling, carry out the order."

Wang Ning shouted, he didn't know how many of his officers and brothers were left in this position, the losses in the heavy artillery bombardment were not clear now, and how many brothers would have shed blood in the white-knuckle battle just now.

"Where's your battalion commander?"

When Feng Ye led the people into the position, the miserable howling on the position continued, and Feng Ye grabbed a brother and shouted.

"Over there."

Looking at the officer in front of him, the brother who had fought fiercely was stunned for a moment, pointed casually, and then put down the body of the brother who had died in battle.

"Order Rhoda to stop the shelling, and let him quickly shift his position to prepare for the retaliatory shelling of the devils."

"Let the battalions report on the current position, if the enemy retreats, you must be prepared to defend against artillery bombardment!"

Feng Yi didn't care about the busy position in front of him, and grabbed the communication soldier and asked him to hurry up and give the order, and beside him, the brothers in the direct team had already crossed Feng Ye and went to help.

The gunfire in the northwest stopped, the guns stopped, the firelight flickered in the night wind, the scorched earth was full of craters and broken corpses, and in the smoke of gunpowder, the tired soldiers were paralyzed in the craters and broken trenches, their hands pressing the bullets like machines against the magazines.

The position was saved, Wang Ning sat in the trench, his back against the broken trench, the mud on the edge of the trench was full of blood and broken meat, and at this time it was impossible to distinguish whether it was the enemy's or his brother's.

"How?"

Feng Ye finally found Wang Ning, squatting beside Wang Ning, looking at the blood he was covered in, he was very worried that Wang Ning was injured.

"The casualties are not small, the second company commander was killed, the deputy company commander was killed, the squad platoon commander was killed more than 30%, and the rest are still being counted."

Wang Ning mechanically answered Feng Yi's question.

"I'm fine, I'm not hurt."

Seeing Feng Yi staring at him, Wang Ning understood, and pointed to the blood on his body to show that he was not injured.

"The first battalion is still fighting, it is estimated that the shelling will not be so fast, and when the first battalion is quiet, they will shell again, can they still hold on? Would you like to go down and take a break? ”

Feng Yi looked at this unlucky bastard, every time the focus of the enemy's attack was on his side, his luck was really a little bad.

"No, you can go back quickly! I'm not going to send you, let's take a break! ”

Wang Ning shook his head, he knew that he withdrew to rest, and it must be Feng Yi himself to guard here, so it was better to continue to defend it himself.

"Don't let the Signal Soldier go into battle, let him remember his duty."

Feng Yi reminded Wang Ning that the walkie-talkie couldn't get through, and in this kind of fierce battlefield, it was indeed very urgent.

"Got it, let's go!"

Wang Ning drove Feng Yi, the devil's shelling would start at any time, and it was still too dangerous here.

"I'll bring the wounded soldiers back, and if I can't take them away, I'll let my direct team run again; What are you missing? I'll send you some when I ask my direct team to come over? ”

Feng Yi looked at the miserable battlefield, and he felt as if he had returned to Shanghai, to the tragic Songhu battlefield.

"There are not many grenades, three heavy machine guns have been blown up, and fifty more Thomsons will be added to me!"

Wang Ning was not polite, in the white-knuckle battle and artillery bombardment just now, not only the soldiers were lost, but also some of the guns were also lost along with their masters.

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