"Damn it!"

Seeing a heavy machine gun blasted into the sky by an enemy tank gun in front of him, Balsos, who had eaten a gray face, scolded angrily.

Poof...

The Japanese attacking team is still approaching, and people are always being shot and falling to the ground on the battlefield where bullets are flying.

Taking advantage of the gap between the air fighters returning to replenish ammunition, the appearance of Japanese tanks at this time really caused a lot of trouble to their side, and the soldiers relied on the temporary trench defense line on this high ground to resist with all their might, but the number of casualties was also rising, which made Balsos's heart more and more heavy.

Except for a small number of bazookas, they don't have any decent anti-tank weapons, even if the 60mm mortar attack on the top, it may not be able to destroy the Type 97 tank, at most the personnel inside will suffer some concussion damage.

After all, it is a fact that the charge of small-caliber mortars is not much, and the shells are only touch-detonation fuses, which explode on contact, and there is no hard armor-piercing head like hood armor-piercing shells, and there is no hollow charge design like shaped armor-piercing shells, it is just a simple anti-explosive grenade.

The machine gunner not far away had just set up a light machine gun, and before he could sweep a round, he was shot in the head by a bullet from nowhere, and the secondary shooter pushed away the body and was just about to go up, but another shot was accurate, and his steel helmet instantly burst out with a bloody eye, and his body fell straight backwards.

There are snipers!

Balsus cautiously bared half of his head, picked up the binoculars and took a closer look at the situation ahead.

The battlefield in front of him was blazing, and the lush bushes and jungles obscured a large area of vision, except for the few Japanese tanks that were constantly firing and the charging soldiers who were active in front of the position, it was impossible to see where this cold gun came from.

Rumble!

Another shell hit a machine-gun position somewhere, and the force of the explosion directly opened a hole in the trenches, and even people with guns were blown away several meters away.

Although the 47-mm tank gun of the Type 97 did not penetrate enough at a distance of eight or nine hundred meters, it was more than enough to hit machine gun fire points, and the accuracy was quite high.

The little devils are very cunning, maybe they also know that they are easy to be bombarded by rockets when they walk in, so they get stuck at this distance and shoot at the top of the mountain, anyway, there is no large-caliber artillery on the opposite side, so they can only be beaten passively.

The tank did not cover the infantry charge but hid behind as a field artilleryman, and such a strange tactic could only be imagined by the Japanese.

But it was indeed so angry that Balsos gritted his teeth, even if he had a few 37 anti-aircraft guns in his hand, the other party would not be so arrogant.

Compared to the elusive sniper, it is obvious that the Japanese tanks are a greater threat to their own side.

However, the Bazooka in his own hands could not pose a threat to him at all, and it was painless to bombard the other side with mortars, and the continuous approach of the Japanese attacking forces had gradually fallen into disadvantage.

"Spread out! Don't get together! What about Julio? Tell him to take a team of people around from the side and knock out those tanks for me! ”

"Report to the captain, Captain Julio has been killed..."

Balsos was visibly stunned, the corners of his mouth trembling slightly, but he didn't say a word.

Looking around at the nearby soldiers resuscitating the wounded, with a large number of wounded soldiers or dead bodies lying on the ground, he realized that if he did not make adjustments, the troops would probably be slowly depleted by the Japanese.

"Don't waste it with them anymore, notify the rear artillery, fire a salvo of smoke grenades in the next wave, and then all of them will take on their bayonets for a counter-charge!"

Now the Japanese army is shooting at them at a medium distance, although the mortars on their side have caused heavy losses to the opposing infantry, but the Japanese tanks have also brought great trouble to their own side, and the devil's individual firepower is not high, but the marksmanship is sharp, and the casualties of the paratroopers began to increase exponentially.

There are only a few hundred troops around him, and it is not cost-effective to fight a war of attrition with the other side, so it is better to break the cauldron and fight with the other party, directly defeat the offensive of the devils, and take the opportunity to get close to those tanks.

As soon as Balsos gave the order, the soldiers immediately hid in the trenches, loaded their ammunition, loaded their bayonets... Let's get started...

The artillery quickly fired a round of smoke grenades, and while the enemy's view was blocked, the leading officers took the lead, and the soldiers also rushed out of the position with shouts.

"One team in the center, two teams and three teams to protect the wings, follow me!"

"Rush!"

"Kill ...... them"

After the cannonballs, there was smoke, and there was a white and choking smoke as far as the eye could see, and the little devil lying in it was still unknown, but the sudden shouts of the crowd in front of them made them subconsciously tense their nerves, and something seemed to be wrong.

"Kill!"

One by one, figures rushed out of the dense fog and pounced on the Japanese soldiers who were still a little confused, and the bayonets and bullets were desperately greeting the enemy.

I have to say that although these South American soldiers of the wheat detachment are not good-looking, they are very brave in their combat methods, their short and strong bodies are very strong, and they do not fall behind in hand-to-hand combat with little devils.

These people can be said to have quite a lot of means of playing white-knuckle warfare, and they don't talk about martial arts at all. Anyway, if you can shoot, you will never use a bayonet first, and if you can do two or one, you will never fight alone.

Each soldier of the wheat detachment carried a paratrooper knife on his leg or waist, which played a great role in the close combat after the tricks were exhausted, coupled with their long-term experience in living in the jungle and their innate fighting skills, killing the little devil was miserable and quickly forced the opponent into a disadvantage.

Due to the scuffle between the two sides, the tanks behind the Japanese army could no longer fire at this time, and their own artillery artillery had begun to extend backwards, and it was difficult for the little devils to break through the blockade of artillery fire if they wanted to send reinforcements.

At the same time, while everyone's attention was attracted by the frontal melee, Balsos quietly detoured from the side with a dozen or so soldiers armed with heavy equipment, preparing to take the opportunity to destroy the headache of the Japanese army's Type 97.

The entire battlefield has been mixed into a mess, the attack of the 200th Division and the 50th Division is nearing the end, and the Japanese troops who stayed behind because of his warm mountain could not resist the offensive of 20,000 or 30,000 people, not to mention that the fighters roaring in the sky would dive and bomb at any time, not even for half a day, and several defensive lines were lost one after another, and they were about to be unable to hold them

However, the Japanese troops who had fully retreated were blocked by the three paratroopers of the Merrill Commando Team halfway, and they frantically attacked the Mai detachment to break through the encirclement set by the other side.

Now it depends on which side moves faster, once the encirclement formed by the 200th Division, the 50th Division and the Merrill Commando is successfully sealed, then Kimura Jiro, the more than 10,000 little devils, will no longer be able to escape.

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