The artillery fire ceased and the Japanese attack would begin again.
Cai Yongguan and his men rushed to the top of the mountain without hesitation.
The submachine guns and rifles that once caused a lot of damage to the Japanese army and suppressed them from charging at full speed were out of bullets and became completely decorative items. In order to ensure that they would not be captured by the Japanese army, Cai Yongguan gave these useless automatic firearms in the tunnel.
A large bomb was prepared, and the fuse was left in the hands of a seriously injured person who still had some consciousness. At the last moment, the large bomb consisting of the last two five-kilogram explosive bags was enough to destroy all the people in the reverse slope tunnel.
Everyone, including the surrounding Japanese troops, was blown to ashes.
Another two hundred Japanese troops launched the first round of attacks.
The soldiers who rushed to the position basically carried Type 38 rifles and medium-sized rifles.
There were originally 280 people and more than 300 guns on the position, but now there are only 112 people. Naturally, everyone has good guns.
Those who have survived to this day, not to mention how elite they are, have at least fired more than a hundred rounds of bullets, but their marksmanship is much better than before they went to the battlefield. Their marksmanship is accurate enough within a hundred meters.
Even if the Japanese army's light and heavy machine guns and grenade launchers were suppressed, at least a dozen of the Japanese soldiers who were bending forward fell down after a burst of gunfire.
However, rifles alone could no longer suppress the Japanese soldiers who were secreting adrenaline.
The battle line was too long, and the Japanese troops were spread far and wide. The grenades that once frightened the Japanese troops could no longer achieve the same effect as before.
Within 20 minutes, the Japanese troops rushed to the position. The sound of bayonets touching each other and the sound of grenades exploding suddenly resounded throughout the position.
Cai Yongguan, who already knew that this was the last battle, placed almost all his grenade inventory on the battlefield and hung it on the soldiers.
The Japanese army lost at least 60 lives in front of the position, but the number of Japanese infantrymen who rushed into the trenches and battlefields was still as high as 150.
The strength far exceeds that of the Sichuan soldiers who only have 100 soldiers left.
However, the Sichuan soldiers who had already killed them were not afraid at all.
Cai Yongguan's thick-backed sword is still the most ferocious sword on this battlefield.
Under the fierce chopping, the Japanese soldiers' heads rolled down.
But no matter how powerful one person and one sword is, he can only defeat ten people. Even if the Tang sword is here, it will be in vain.
Individual bravery alone can no longer change the situation of the war.
But what if everyone works hard?
The soldier who was stabbed by the bayonet screamed in agony, but his actions were no longer the same as before. He held the Japanese soldier's gun tightly with his hand as before, waiting for his companions to come up and kill the opponent with one shot.
In this case, he might still have a chance to survive.
There were at least a dozen people in the tunnel who were seriously wounded with severe abdominal injuries.
The soldiers who did this were brave enough. Not everyone has the courage to endure severe pain.
But such bravery is obviously not enough in such a battle situation.
Far from enough.
Therefore, more tragic bravery appeared.
The first choice of a soldier who was stabbed was to fire the grenade on his waist.
Completely cutting off all vitality for himself, and at the same time cutting off his opponent's.
At least two hand grenades tied together not only blew up the Sichuan soldiers into holes like a rag doll that had been discarded, but also blew up the Japanese soldiers just a short distance away into gourds of blood.
The more Japanese troops surrounded us, the more tragic the casualties became.
The battlefield is no longer filled with flesh and blood.
Instead, flesh, blood, and bones were scattered everywhere.
This is even more terrifying than a slaughterhouse.
The Chinese are well prepared for this, but the Japanese are obviously not.
This time, they had prepared their minds well and were not frightened away by Cai Yongguan's flying sword, but they were frightened by this style of fighting where they would die together at every turn.
The Japanese troops who rushed into the position retreated faster than they entered the position.
The fighting lasted for less than two minutes, and both warring parties paid a terrible price.
More than a dozen explosions occurred in succession, taking away the lives of dozens of people on both sides.
The soil was soaked in blood and glowed with purple-black luster, under the warm winter sun.
However, Takeuchi Unzan was more determined than his infantry, and he invested more force this time. Before the Japanese infantry who had been driven out of their position retreated far, the second wave of Japanese attacking troops had already come up.
After more than a hundred infantry, 50 cavalrymen also slowly urged their horses and began to go up the mountain.
The rumble of horse hooves resounded throughout the battlefield.
The Japanese infantry two hundred meters in front of the Japanese cavalry slowly but surely advanced towards the hilltop position. Although they always suffered a few casualties every time they took a step forward, that was nothing compared to the victory they were about to gain.
They saw it very clearly. Although the attack just now failed again, the Chinese were already like beasts trapped in a trap. After struggling for a long time, they had lost their last strength.
Perhaps, there was no need for cavalry or even them. If the wave of defeated soldiers just returned and rushed over, the Chinese would be unable to fight back.
Just like now, haven't the Chinese people become silent?
Thirty meters further is the Chinese position.
Major Shizuha Morita, who was in the middle of the queue, had blood in his eyes. He suddenly pulled out his saber and pointed in the direction of the position on the top of the mountain thirty meters away.
As the captain of the 8th Infantry Battalion of the Kunisaki Detachment, Shizuha Morita is undoubtedly sad and angry in her heart.
The two infantry squadrons that died in the previous battle were both under his command. The infantry squadron that was driven out of the Chinese position just now was one of the last two infantry squadrons in his hands.
To put it bluntly, except for some machine gun shooters and grenade launchers, there was only one of the four infantry squadrons under his command from this moment on.
Before entering this devilish battlefield, he was still an important general in the army commanding thousands of troops, but now he has become the captain of an infantry squadron leading two or three big cats and kittens. Such a huge
The psychological gap has almost driven the Japanese major into confusion.
Therefore, he took the initiative to apply to Colonel Takeuchi Unzan to lead the attack. If he did not destroy the Chinese people on the front position, he would have the urge to commit suicide by caesarean section.
Of course, that kind of perverted behavior is just a matter of words.
Major Morita is not that stupid.
Neck swabbing involves cutting a major artery and causing massive blood loss in a short period of time, which basically only takes a few minutes. However, a laparotomy involves making a cross on the stomach, and then watching your large and small intestines flow out, and then, you have to endure it.
For several hours, it was painful to death.
The reason why Major Morita risked his life was because he knew that the Chinese were at the end of their game and could definitely defeat them in a single battle.
With this great achievement, the humiliation and guilt of changing from squadron leader to squadron leader will become insignificant because of this battle.
To put it bluntly, it seems that Major Shizuha Morita was so excited that he personally led his troops to the front line because of the heavy casualties suffered by his subordinates. He is a good example for the majority of majors and captains to follow, but in fact he is just here to reap the credit.
Of course Takeuchi Yunshan knew about the kind of Xiao Jiujiu his subordinates were fighting, but he still gave him this opportunity.
After all, leaders need capable people under their command, and they also need people who can flatter and wear high hats.
Major Morita's fighting ability may be a little poor, but in this aspect, Takeuchi Yunzan has always been very happy.
Now, Morita Shizuha's sword has been pointed in the direction of the position, and he is about to launch the final attack and carry out the beautiful harvest he imagined.
Harvest all visible Chinese heads on the battlefield, whether dead or alive.
This is what Shizuha Morita promised to Takeuchi Unzan.
Will the remaining Chinese soldiers do what he wants?
This chapter has been completed!