Five minutes ago, the high ground on the left side of the Northwest Army.

The sudden sound of artillery fire attracted everyone's attention, and Zhang Dabiao and the others turned their heads in unison and looked in the direction of the main position at the same time.

"The enemy's offensive began, it was the sound of Type 92 infantry artillery."

Everyone nodded, the devil's tactical core has not changed much over the years. Basically, it is a coordinated combination of infantry and artillery, opening the way with powerful firepower.

Over time, the fighters could distinguish the different types of barrel cannons by their voices alone.

Although the battle had officially begun, the people on the high ground could only stare dryly, waiting for orders from their superiors.

The area they are stationed in is very important, and either side can occupy it to gain an advantage in the attack, and such a special geographical position naturally cannot be ceded to the enemy in vain.

The garrison of the heights was a battalion of the 1st Marine Regiment, plus some fighters of the 21st Regiment, for a total of 450 men.

The terrain here is more complicated, and the main body is rocky mountains, and many areas are not possible to build fortifications at all, and even foxholes cannot be dug out.

A grenade with a lot of material can only blow a small hole in the bluestone in the ground, and a brand new sapper shovel will dig it in an hour.

If you want to build strong fortifications, you have to use a lot of explosives for directional blasting, but unfortunately the troops did not prepare such things.

The engineer platoon of the 1st Marine Regiment was also powerless, after all, it was difficult for a good woman to cook without rice.

In order to provide as much shelter as possible for the battalion, the sappers had to fill some soil in sacks and cut down trees to build improvised fortifications. Even if the effect is not very good, but at least it can defend against the three eight big covers of the devil infantry.

At this time, Zhang Dabiao looked down a little distracted.

The surrounding warriors were also in a very different state, and everyone was eager to rush down to support their allies.

"Battalion commander, do you say that the comrades of the Northwest Army can withstand the pressure? Looking at this movement, the devil dispatched at least two infantry squadrons and an artillery squadron. ”

"Judging from the previous battle loss ratio, they really may not be able to withstand it."

"The front line is in full swing, and as a result, we can only stand by, which is really embarrassing!"

As soon as these words came out, they immediately resonated with everyone, and even the commander of the 21st Regiment, who did not express his views much on weekdays, sighed.

However, everyone was not worried that they did not fight, according to the information provided by the 129th Division, the number of enemies who broke out of the encirclement should be about 2,000.

All of you present are veterans who crawled out of the sea of corpses and blood, and you can tell how many devils there are just by the sound of guns, and the enemy's large army must be planning something.

Suddenly, the devils seemed to have been beaten en masse. Under the cover of grenadiers, light machine guns and Type 92 infantry guns, a pig assault charge was launched.

The distance between the two sides quickly narrowed, and they were about to start a white-knuckle battle.

The enemy's rapid offensive made Zhang Dabiao's face extremely solemn. Although the North-Western Army numbered more than two squadrons, it was supported by an artillery squadron in the rear of the enemy.

Once it was rushed into position, the Northwest Army was really in trouble. White-knuckle combat is one of the devil's strengths.

"The devil is going to fight to the death."

"Why hasn't the regiment commander acted, it's really killing people!"

However, no matter how urgent he was, it was impossible for Zhang Dabiao to take his comrades to abandon his position, and it was not advisable to leave his post without permission.

At this moment, Gao Jianbai's guard platoon came to the position. Although it is a guard platoon, the other party spends most of his time doing the work of a communicator.

After the two sides saluted, Platoon Commander Zhang took the initiative to explain: "Our brigade commander Gao is not worried about the situation on the high ground, so he specially asked us to coordinate the garrison. ”

Zhang Dabiao also understood the other party's concerns, he was also a soldier of the Northwest Army before, and before joining the Eighth Route Army, he had seen all kinds of unreliable behaviors of friendly troops.

"What's next? Are there many casualties? ”

"At the moment, it is quite stable, and our brigade commander is personally holding his position with the fighters. The enemy's attack was fierce, but we had already been reborn. The casualty ratio is now between 1:2.5, which is acceptable. ”

"And we have formed a reserve team similar to the Broadsword Team, even if it is a white-knuckle battle, it will not be weaker than the devil!"

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Dabiao's eyes lit up, he used to be the platoon commander of the 29th Army's broadsword team, and he was confident in the Northwest Army's ability to use cold weapons.

What's more, even the first line of positions has not been lost, indicating that the situation is still under control.

Just as everyone was watching the battle, Wang Xikui's voice came from the portable communicator on Zhang Dabiao's waist.

"Battalion commander, the devil is here."

······

"Hurry up, the two squadrons of the feint are out of control, what the hell are these damn lunatics thinking!"

"We need to take the high ground as fast as we can, and we only need to leave a small team to garrison. The rest of me rushed down and cut into the flanks of the enemy's defensive positions. ”

Originally, the situation on the battlefield was still very good, but for some reason, the two squadrons that feinted suddenly attacked the position like crazy.

The firepower of the defenders far exceeded everyone's expectations, and the strafing firepower points touched their hearts even more. If the front is broken, the roundabout tactic is a joke.

Suddenly, a crisp gunshot was faintly heard on the battlefield.

The squad leader who led the team fell to the ground, brains and blood splashed on the faces of the infantry next to him.

On the flank of the first regiment of civil fortifications in the Marine War, Wang Xikui pulled the bolt of the gun with an expressionless face, and then raised the Mosin Nagant in his hand to aim at the next lucky enemy.

Sun Ergou, who was fifteen meters away, visually measured the distance between the enemy and us, and the devil second lieutenant was at least about seven hundred meters away from their location.

At such a distance, he could only see clearly with a telescope.

Even if Wang Xikui had a scope on his rifle, it would be extremely difficult to hit the enemy.

"Awesome, Brother Kiko!"

"I can hit it so far, I deserve to be my idol."

Wang Xikui, who was about to pull the trigger, reluctantly withdrew Mosin Nagant after hearing the voice of his comrade-in-arms.

Although there have been no bullets and shells yet, it is very likely that Sun Ergou's reckless behavior has been exposed here. As a good sniper, be sure to be as stealthy as a ghost.

After observing the situation on the battlefield, he moved to a haystack. Combined with the camouflage around him, others couldn't see that there was a person hiding here.

"Do you think I'm an immortal, that's the second time I hit a target seven hundred meters away."

"Under normal circumstances, I wouldn't choose an enemy four hundred meters away, just to demoralize the devils."

After a brief explanation, he continued to look for a suitable target. Sun Ergou also followed suit, hiding behind a rock and aiming at a charging devil.

After two gunshots, the number of kills is increased by two.

This time he didn't make much of a move, but said in a voice that the two of them could hear: "Brother Xizi, we are really strong!" From the 7th to now, seventy-one devils have been killed. ”

As soon as these words came out, Wang Xikui, who was expressionless, instantly broke his defense.

I've seen shameless, but I've never seen such shameless.

Although the devils on the battlefield are very vigilant, they will always pay attention to the changes in the battlefield during the charge, which is difficult for an ordinary soldier to kill.

But Sun Ergou is the only accurate shooter in the 21st Regiment, and he has killed a total of ten enemies since the beginning of the war, which is more or less unreasonable.

"Ergou, listen to my brother's advice."

"The sniper's path is too deep for you to grasp. I haven't encountered a strong enemy now, but sooner or later you will have an accident because you can't keep your mouth shut. ”

After speaking, Wang Xikui pulled the trigger again.

Four hundred meters away, a machine gunner was hit by him. The bullet passed through the eye socket, which was quite a bit of a burst of pig's eyes.

After completing his sixty-second kill, he turned and left without saying a word. A few seconds later, grenades from several grenadiers landed in the positions where they had just been hidden.

On the frontal battlefield, the devil was suppressed by fierce fire as soon as he appeared.

Although the enemy's strength was twice that of the 1st Marine Regiment, there was a world of difference in heavy weapons. The fighters were armed not only with a large number of light machine guns, but also with a significant number of heavy machine guns and mortars.

On the other hand, on the devil's side, the only artillery squadron remained in the front to make a feint, and now it relies on grenadiers as support equipment.

Limited by range, they had to advance to 400 meters to effectively counter various firing points.

The land battle was a dense rain of bullets, and the devils who fought could only dodge in a hurry for a while. Fortunately, the terrain at the top of the mountain saved them, and various rocks could act as cover.

The machine gunner finally found a suitable firing position, and after only a few bullets, he was targeted by Wang Xikui and others.

Even if they were lucky not to be killed by bullets, the follow-up mortars would have taken their lives. This time, the division headquarters airdropped a sufficient amount of weapons and ammunition, and it was no problem to fight at high intensity for two days.

Such a reckless suppression of firepower reminded the devils of the fear of being dominated by the 129th Division.

Taking advantage of the gap when the enemy could not fight back, Zhang Dabiao led the assault team to make a detour from the side, seeing that there was only a hundred meters away from the enemy.

It's not like the devils didn't see anyone trying to outflank them, but there was nothing they could do to resist.

The capacity of the crooked bullet bucket is only thirty rounds, and the fire is continuous. As for the 38 big cover, don't mention the pitiful rate of fire.

Faced with an orderly allocation of firepower and a reasonable division of labor, the first marine regiment. They can only retreat, trying to return the same way to preserve their vitality.

But at this moment, the main force of the 1st Marine Regiment coming up from the right blocked the retreat of the devils.

There was already a gap in the firepower of the two sides, but now the number of people has been overtaken again, and the casualties of the Japanese army have increased sharply for a while, and there are vague signs of collapse.

"Shaozuo, what should we do!"

"It's the Eighth Route Army! I can see it clearly! The enemy is dressed in gray uniforms! ”

"We are already surrounded, there are so many enemies that there is no hope of rushing out!"

The helpless voice around him made the already upset Motoyama Yuda more and more irritable. He hid his body in a bunker and took a closer look at the battlefield.

Only fifteen minutes had passed since the beginning of the fighting, and nearly three hundred of them had been killed.

Under the front and rear packs, breaking through is a very luxurious thing. Since the ending is destined to die, then die vigorously, at least kill a few more Eighth Route Army.

"Leave a squadron to withstand the enemy head-on!"

"The rest are in squads! Charge the enemy in the rear! ”

"We have no hope of living, and we can only die to be loyal to His Majesty the Locust! Samurai! We are united! Show your bayonet! Embrace the honor of the battle! ”

In fact, this choice is very reasonable, the frontal enemy firepower is fierce, but there are not many of them. Sacrificing a squadron can buy at least some time.

The number of troops on the back is large, but when attacking, it must be attacked from the back. If you can make full use of the advantage of high and low, you can definitely change to more enemies before you die.

It's a pity that the 1st Marine Regiment is equipped with a large number of mortars, and this kind of curve-shooting weapon is a good hand in mountain combat.

As soon as the devils appeared, a large number of 50 and 60 forced them were firmly suppressed. You can only listen to the sound and lose a melon grenade, and the killing effect depends on luck.

Half an hour later, more than a thousand devils were surrounded and killed alive on the high ground. They were like a big dumpling, swallowed by the wolf-like Li Yunlong and Zhang Dabiao.

After the convergence, the soldiers of the 21st Regiment took the initiative to take on the task of cleaning up the battlefield.

"Da Biao, hurry up and let the soldiers of the first battalion gather. Let's go to support the positions of the Northwest Army and strive to end the battle as soon as possible! ”

After almost an hour of fighting, the devils of the two squadrons had already seized the first line of positions.

The enemy is now using trenches and improvised fortifications, in conjunction with artillery squadrons in the distance, to engage in positional warfare with the Northwest Army and the Shaanxi Army.

······

In a mountain forest twenty miles away from Shaoyuan, the temporary station of the 358th Regiment.

Chu Yunfei and Fang Ligong rested against a big tree, the two of them were sweating profusely, and even Jin Suijun's coat was taken off, leaving only a white shirt.

"There is no contact between the troops at all levels of the 43rd Army! More than a day has passed, why can't the rout be collected! ”

Hearing the inquiry from his own regimental seat, Fang Ligong replied embarrassedly while wiping his sweat: "Not yet, the battle on the Eastern Front ended four days ago. Perhaps they have crossed the Yellow River south and withdrawn to Henan Province. ”

Obviously, Chu Yunfei was very dissatisfied with this answer. He slammed his fist into the trunk of the tree, his eyes widened, and he looked like the commander of the Third Garrison District in the southwestern capital.

"Tell the communications office! If I can't find anyone in half a day, I'll knock on his sand pot! ”

"Also, where is the artillery battalion now? How far behind us? ”

In order to increase the speed of the march, the 358th Regiment specially separated the infantry battalion and the artillery battalion, and left two companies of soldiers to protect the artillery.

"I just contacted it, and it's still forty miles."

"Why is it still forty miles! We've been resting for more than an hour, are they the kings? Pass my orders! I have to see them appear in Shaoyuan before it gets dark today! ”

Looking at Chu Yunfei, who was furious, Fang Ligong sighed helplessly. He took off his glasses, turned sideways and pretended to wipe them.

"This damn Li Yunlong, I really don't know what magic power is, and he actually changed a person's personality hundreds of miles away."

"When this battle is over, I must report this matter to Chief Yan!"

Although Fang Ligong didn't talk to himself loudly, Chu Yunfei still vaguely heard a few words.

"Brother Meritorious Service, what are you talking about?"

"I said, "I said, Takami!"

Hey, it's not allowed to write about the battle of the big corps, and my happiness is gone.

Now this military channel is struggling!

(End of chapter)