Chapter 127: Despair and Hope
"Takeuchi, this old devil is on top today."
In the headquarters of the Yu Division, Liao Mingyu was holding a telescope and closely observing the situation by the river. The Japanese shelling continued, but now the intensity and frequency of their shelling were gradually decreasing compared to the morning.
"Signal Soldier! Immediately contact the guard battalion and ask how the situation is at Zhongba Beach. ”
"Yes!"
Now the situation on the upper side is grim, the wounded soldiers are constantly being transported down from the front, and the field hospital of the Yu division is already full of wounded, and Liao Mingyu has to ask the veterinarian's medical company to come over to help.
Liao Mingyu finally asked Dong Dao to rush over with the guard battalion. He looked at Yu Xiaoqing, who was speechless with a blue face next to him, and couldn't help sighing.
The Yu division is now suffering heavy casualties, the entire third regiment is basically gone, and the two main regiments directly in front of them are not doing well.
On the position of the water line, the Japanese army threw in three brigades and launched assaults from several directions in batches. The artillery of both sides was in full swing and bombarded each other's infantry. However, the artillery battalion of the Yu division was obviously in a passive state and was very suppressed by the Japanese army.
Meng Fu, Xing Fuquan and others took the second battalion of the Sichuan Army and cooperated with the two main regiments of the Yu Division to fight bloodily on the front-line position of the river defense. They have lost count of how many times they have repelled Japanese attacks. However, the entire sewer line position is still like an iron plate, and no matter how wild the Japanese gnaw, it cannot shake half a point.
"Lao Meng, there are not many bullets here in the second company, do you still have them?" Supporting the Japanese attack, Xing Fuquan hunched over and hurriedly ran to Meng Fu's side.
"There are not many three or four companies, his uncle, looking for Yu Xiaoqing's troops, the little master helps him to do short-term work, shouldn't they give him some wages?"
Meng was annoyed and shook the ashes on his body, said with a bitter face and displeasure, and slowly glanced at Zhang Lixian's side not far away.
Fortunately on their own side, the two main regiments of the Yu Division were at the forefront, and the second battalion only needed to make up for the position where there was a hole in the defense and maintain the stability of the entire defensive line.
From the morning until now, it has been 5.6 hours of playing. The bullets are running out, and the little devils on the other side are still attacking, aren't they really tired?
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The situation of the position on the waterline is quite stable, but the direction of Zhongba Beach is fighting for his life in the sea of blood.
The Japanese launched a third wave of attacks, and this time the Japanese attacked much more densely than the previous two, and Chen Jize and they fought extremely hard.
Fortunately, with the support of Milong and Cui Yong, Li Bing took Yu Xiaoqing's guard battalion and Fan Xiangwu's 300 people into the battlefield.
They were already able to suppress the Japanese army in terms of firepower, and the barrage of more than 20 heavy machine guns blocked the entire beachhead, and the terrifying power and range hit the Japanese with their heads in their hands.
Behind Li Liansheng's artillery battalion was also constantly exporting firepower. The third attack of the Japanese army was never able to break within 50 meters of the position of the Sichuan Corps.
Seeing that they could not attack for a long time, the Japanese army directly attacked fiercely. The artillery shells in the rear frantically smashed on the Zhongba beach position, and the Japanese desperately charged against their own artillery fire regardless of casualties. This once caused the casualties of the soldiers of the Sichuan Army to soar.
"Whoa... Wow...! ”
Holding the M2 heavy machine gun in both hands, the dragon kept strafing the yellow figures in front of him. The old godmother's huge firepower fascinated him, and now how can he still play Czech. There was a pile of bullet casings under the machine gun, and he couldn't remember how many little devils he had killed.
"Barrel! Change the barrel! ”
The dragon roared loudly, looking at the slightly reddened barrel under the continuous fire, and he realized that he could no longer shoot.
Two secondary shooters immediately picked up a new barrel from the side, one disassembled and one installed. As soon as the new barrel was put up, a few rapid bullets suddenly came from the front of the formation!
"Whoosh... Whoosh"
"Ding! Puff puff puff ......"
The dragon hurriedly buried his head and lay down in the trench.
The soldier who had changed the barrel was shot in the head, and the bullet pierced through his steel helmet crisply, and he fell down without a word.
The other fighter was shot three or four times in a row, and his chest was bloodied by bullets.
"!"
"Bean cake? Bean cake! You calf, don't pretend to be dead, hurry up and help Lao Tzu transfer the machine gun! ”
The old godmother is too much to attract hatred. This point of fire has been targeted by the little devils, and if you don't hurry up and divert the other party's shells, you will be beckoned.
"It's coming!"
Bean Cake, who was cowering in the corner of the trench, hurriedly crawled over, and the bloody scene on the battlefield made the little guy very frightened, but he still rushed over when he heard the cry of the dragon.
"Phew..."
Milong was just about to unload the machine gun from the gun carriage when he suddenly heard the sound of a cannonball coming in.
"Get out of the way!"
Before he had time to think about it, he pushed the bean cake that was moving the stand, but he didn't have time to lie down.
"Boom!" A mortar shell exploded in front of the machine gun, and the M2 heavy machine gun was blown in two, and he was thrown out like a broken kite and fell to the ground!
Bean Cake escaped, ignoring the cheeks cut by the rubble, and crawled to the side of the dragon.
"Brother Milong? Wake up, Brother Milong...... Whining. ”
The upper half of the dragon on the ground was charred black, his eyes were closed and his face was covered with blood, and he didn't react no matter how he shook it. Frightened, Bean Cake only knew a strong cry.
"Big brother!" The sheep and eggs who were putting the cold gun not far away also saw this scene and hurriedly bowed down and ran over.
Seeing the unconscious Mi Long, Yang Danzi was anxious, but he was careful and found the slightly undulating chest, and hurriedly leaned down to probe the Mi Long's snort.
"Big brother is still angry! Don't cry, get him to the back! A slap was slapped in the face of Dou Pie, and the sheep egg yelled at him.
The two of them worked together to set up the dragon on the ground. Bullets rattled on sandbags along the trenches, and they had to struggle to hunch over their waists through the trenches.
The bean cake is so strong that it directly carries the dragon on its back. The sheep and eggs shouted loudly: "Medic! And are there any medics!? ”
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So far, the casualties on both sides have been getting higher and higher, the consumption of the Sichuan army is also very huge, the ammunition has been dwarfed, and the firepower is obviously not as fierce as at the beginning.
A Japanese soldier who was crawling on the ground saw the opportunity and quickly got up and rushed forward, but Chen Jize, who was lying on the trench dozens of meters away, had already aimed at him.
"Bump!" The flying bullet hit him in the chest in an instant, and the Japanese soldier fell to the ground without a breath.
A shot knocked him down, Chen Jize didn't look at it and immediately leaned over and pulled the bolt, "Wow! The yellow shell ejected, but his magazine was empty.
"Bullets! Who still has bullets!? ”
Chen Jize raised his eyes and looked around, several firepower points in the distance had already been extinguished, most of the soldiers around him were huddled in the trenches, and only from time to time did they poke their heads out and shoot a shot, even the artillery battalion of Li Liansheng in the rear also stopped shelling, and the soldiers had little ammunition left!
The Japanese were no better, with corpses strewn across the beach, broken remains, and even more so on the river in the distance. The shallows on the shore seemed to be stained red with blood......
The Japanese in front of the battle were still trying to charge forward, and their attack was already tired, but they still persevered in making the last effort.
Both sides gritted their teeth and tensed their nerves, holding back their strength, neither of them would relax, and they were bound to crush the other party's last will to resist!
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