Grenades were being thrown at each other at the summit and on the slopes, explosions were exploding at the summits and slopes, and the smoke deprived us of our sight and we had to rely on our comrades. The riflemen worked hard to keep the gunners out of the way, and once the smoke cleared, the gunners were the key to holding their positions.

More than 100 fierce Japanese soldiers rushed to the position in the smoke, and Chen Yu pulled the annoyance behind him, raised his rifle and aimed it at a Japanese soldier who was charging towards him. Raising the gun to shoot, changing the index finger and pulling the trigger with the middle finger are Li Ingfield's rapid fire skills.

The bright bayonet slashed into the abdomen of a comrade, who stared at Chen Yu and grabbed the long body of the Type 38 rifle with both hands. Chen Yu poked the Japanese soldier in the back and heart with a bayonet and stirred it vigorously.

The comrade who had called all the way from the airport slowly closed his eyes, he was not dead, he was just lying quietly on the ground, enjoying the tranquility that only came when death came. Even though there was a lot of noise in his ears, bullets and shouts, he still closed his eyes and slowly lay on the ground.

Taking out his pistol, Chen Yu aimed at the Japanese three-person group who was coming towards him, and the bullet casings threw out the chamber, Chen Yu shot the three to death, and he himself attracted the attention of many Japanese soldiers. There was a pistol, which meant telling the Japanese that Chen Yu was an officer.

Milong wielded a light machine gun, just like wielding a wooden stick, the machine gun smashed into the back of a Japanese soldier, and he vomited blood directly on the spot, and fell to the ground without knowing whether he was alive or dead.

"Milong, you're carrying a machine gun, not a stick!" Chen Yu shouted.

"calf thing!"

Mi Long shouted: "Lao Tzu is out of bullets, and that little rabbit cub of Bean Cake doesn't know where to hide." ”

"Go find him."

"So many Japanese may have died."

Chen Yu picked up a Japanese rifle Type 38: "Next." ”

Taking the Type 38 rifle thrown by Chen Yu, Mi Long dropped the light machine gun in his hand, covered each other back to back with Chen Yu, and squatted in the foxhole behind the two of them, aiming at the Japanese army with his rifle to shoot. It's a bit unfair to let a cripple like Annoyed have a white-knuckle fight.

Changing to a Type 38 rifle, Mi Long still did not learn to use a bayonet to stab, he still picked up the long body of the Type 38 rifle, beat the Japanese soldiers with the butt, and beat the Japanese soldiers unilaterally with three or four Japanese soldiers alone. Chen Yu squatted beside him, and Mi Long was alone in the front, waving his rifle and dancing.

Replacing the pistol with a spare magazine, Chen Yu opened the pistol safety and aimed at the Japanese three-person team that was defeated by the dragon.

'Bang Bang Bang~~~ Bang Bang'

After firing the pistol bullets, Chen Yu helped up the annoyance who was squatting in the foxhole.

The smoke gradually cleared, and the vision became clearer. Chen Yu glanced at the position, no one ran back, and in the smoke, groups of three or five stabbed back to back, and most of the Japanese troops attacking the position lost.

The smoke cleared, and the surviving submachine gunners fired aggressively. Cross-fire from heavy machine guns suppressed the Japanese reinforcements who were climbing halfway up the mountain.

'Da Da Da Da'

'Bang! ’

We have helped each other all the way to the present, and we have won many victories, and we are not afraid of the Japanese army. No one fled, everyone believed that they would win and would live to hang the corpses of the Japanese soldiers on the Nantian Gate.

Chen Yu hid in an inconspicuous corner, reloaded his rifle and pistol, and then fired at the Japanese soldiers on the position.

The smoke cleared and we began to fight back.

"Rush! Push them down, go down! Chen Yu issued an order to counterattack.

The dragon used his body to knock a Japanese soldier into the air, like a bear on the position, and no one could stop him. We had to study the technique of stabbing with the Japanese army, but he directly picked up the butt of the gun and smashed it until the Japanese army's mouth was numb, and the Japanese army could not withstand such tiger strength.

A squadron of Japanese troops, charging without cover of artillery fire. When the artillery fire was set up, the Japanese easily rushed to the position, but now they were being driven down the hill by us.

They were able to rush up the hill by a lot of momentum, and now the front team rushed to the position, but the rear team was separated by our crossfire.

The Japanese began to retreat, leaving behind more than 60 corpses and running down, fleeing in panic and panic. Submachine guns and rifles pushed the Japanese soldiers down the hill inch by inch, and we threw grenades to make the final farewell to the Japanese soldiers.

Seeing that the Japanese army had been driven down the hill by us, Chen Yu breathed a sigh of relief: "All of them are there, collect ammunition, repair the position, and prevent the Japanese from counterattacking." Pay attention to the artillery, don't wander around. ”

Sure enough, after the Japanese withdrew from the hill, the Japanese artillery began to shell again. The shells were scattered on the position, and the number of shells carried by the vanguard of the Japanese army was not large, and almost all of the shells that fell on the hill were small-caliber guns.

Without rest, everyone began to collect ammunition and organize positions under the command of Chen Yu. And the shells that fall from time to time in the Japanese army are also a reminder that they are ready to charge again.

"Annoying! Count the number of people and the situation of weapons and ammunition. Chen Yu climbed the foxhole to observe the Japanese soldiers on the road, and shouted casually.

Annoyed didn't say anything, just dragged his lame legs and walked on the position, not afraid of the Japanese shells killing him.

"Where did you go just now?" Mi Long grabbed the collar of the bean cake and slapped the bean cake on the head with a wave of his hand.

Dou Cake said pitifully, "My leg has been fried." ”

"Where?"

Hearing that the bean cake leg was blown up, Milong squatted down to check the injury: "Old man, the bean cake is injured." ”

"Huh?"

The veterinarian who was bandaging the wounds of the wounded in the distance looked up: "What's wrong with the bean cake baby?" ”

"Hurt pinch."

A squadron of Japanese troops, lost in their struggle with us for the commanding heights of the hill. They left dozens of corpses on the positions and dozens more on the way to the charge, reimbursing almost two infantry squads.

Chen Yu lay in the pit and watched the Japanese commander on the road slap the face of the military Cao, laughed stupidly, walked up and threw the rifle on Chen Yu, and then hid in the foxhole.

"There are more than 300 people, and there are still more than 210 left, and there are more than 20 wounded people who have rotten intestines and missing arms and legs. Our weapons are all British calibers, and there is no replenishment along the way, and many people have begun to pick up Japanese weapons. ”

"Really?"

Annoying La frowned and lay in the pit: "What are you laughing at, eating bee?" ”

"The Japanese officer on the other side is smoking a military cao's pocket, hahaha." Chen Yu said with a smile.

"Really?"

Chen Yu threw the telescope to Annoyance, thought for a while and said, "Collect the British-caliber bullets and give priority to the veterans and machine gunners." Bullets and firearms from the Japanese army were also collected and distributed for use. Send someone to find the dead, and collect all the weapons and ammunition from the routed army by the river. Even a bullet or a bayonet will be collected for me. ”

"Are you going to fight the Japanese army?" Annoyed to put down the binoculars and asked.

"Or else? The Japanese army can fail many times, we can't. If we hadn't fought the last battle, we would have filled in the land in Burma long ago. ”

"Dead, dead, not there, you always have the final say, I'm just an errand runner."

Chen Yu glanced at him: "I'm not going to let a cripple run errands, it's not spicy!" Not spicy! ”

"What's the matter?"

Bu Spicy is picking up dead people's grenades, whether the grenades we made, or British grenades, or Japanese grenades.

"You and the veterinarian, a few people."

Chen Yu grabbed Bu Spicy's shoulder and ordered: "Take the wounded down the mountain and cross the river, let the dead send ammunition and support to Lao Tzu, otherwise Lao Tzu will take the Japanese to rush across the river, and everyone will not want to go back." ”