Chapter 90 The Longest Night (Saturday)

The bastard Japanese! Zhan Yang struggled to touch the Czech light machine gun, but pulled the handle but did not move. After careful inspection, he found that the machine gun had been blown up. The P18 submachine gun had fallen or was blown away. The only thing he could use was Mauser's standard rifle held in his arms with a small glasses. Zhan Yang used his best to drag three boxes of bullets and piled them up, stepped on the bullet box and poked the rifle out of the fire point.

At this moment, the Japanese corpses were already stacked. In the gaps between several corpses, Zhan Yang found dense figures of the Japanese army crawling behind the corpse wall and shooting at the main position. There were even dozens of Japanese troops operating a mortar position.

Blood debt and blood repayment! Zhan Yang pulled the gun and pushed the bullet and aimed at a Japanese officer kneeling on the ground and holding the command knife. His fingers moved, bang! The Japanese officer fell down. Several nearby Japanese soldiers hurriedly fell to the ground, then pulled the handle to remove the shell, and pushed the bullet and loaded it here. Bang! A Japanese army holding a mortar shell was hit by a steel helmet and was overturned to the ground. One of the mortar shells held by the Japanese soldiers happened to fuse the ground!

Boom! Five, six Japanese soldiers were tilted in the explosion, and Zhan Yang was getting more and more comfortable. When he aimed at an artillery observer with a yellow bar behind the helmet, the Japanese army suddenly shrank his head and shot empty? What made Zhan Yang unexpected was that a Japanese correspondent rushed to catch the bullet with his abdomen. Then the good luck of the Japanese artillery observer ended. A bullet shot from the back of his head almost lifted off his front face, and his eyes were also accumulated.

Although the Japanese army noticed the shooting trajectory, amid the explosions one after another on the chaotic battlefield, the Japanese army could not imagine that this sniper like the god of death with the rage of revenge would hide in a bombed castle and shoot deadly bullets from the cracks of the corpse.

After Ge Weimin was wounded and carried off the position three times, Xu Guohui led the guards to the second-tier position. At this moment, the second-tier position had been repeatedly fought over the two sides. Both the Chinese and Japanese armies fighting in the fierce tug-of-war were abandoned.

Compared with the casualties of the Chinese defenders, the casualties of the Japanese army can no longer be simply described as heavy. A trivial lieutenant squadron leader of the 57th Infantry Regiment of the 10th Goryo Brigade of the Upper Corps was an insignificant lieutenant squadron leader. They launched an attack against the defeated troops of the 54th Infantry Regiment of the 27th Brigade. Those officers and soldiers of the 54th Regiment, who looked extremely panicked, have become the targets that the 57th Regiment laughed at.

"Look at these timid guys! Let's take down the enemy's position in one go!" Just as Goryeo raised his arms and shouted, a bandage wrapped in a head slapped Goryeo from behind and roared: "Bastard! A guy who has never attacked the Chinese military position is not qualified to say arrogant words!"

Gaoli, who was in the upper corner of the opponent's rank, did not dare to speak or argue too much, but he secretly decided to prove it with his actions! The 57th Regiment is invincible!

When Gaoli, the upper corner, led his squadron to break into the defense line of the Chinese defenders in a dense rain of bullets, the remaining Chinese defenders not only did not retreat, but instead rushed up. The Chinese soldiers with grenades tied to their chests waved butt stocks, engineer shovels, and bayonets were fighting for selflessness. When they were tired or thought that the time was coming, they would pull the grenades!

This move was learned by Chinese soldiers from the Japanese. At midnight, the Japanese relied on this move to at least reimburse the Chinese officers and soldiers in a battalion of the Tiger Gower position. Now the Chinese soldiers used their own methods to treat them, and the ups and downs of each other still failed to stop the Japanese army from flocking in.

When Gaoli, who was covered in blood on the upper corner, rushed into the trenches to command and clear the resistance of the Chinese soldiers, Gaoli wiped the blood on his face, which was splashed by killing a Chinese wounded soldier. When more and more Japanese troops entered the trenches, Japanese troops were constantly being shot and fell down. A second lieutenant next to Gaoli in the upper corner was beaten to his brain!

The frightened upper corner Gaoli discovered that the shameless Chinese actually dug the trench to the front to the chest, and the rear to the thigh? What kind of fortification is this? Isn’t the Chinese army worried about the shrapnel flying from the rear? However, Gaoli, the upper corner Gaoli no longer cared about thinking about this problem.

Under the intensive firepower counterattack of the Chinese defenders on the second and third lines, the Japanese army fell into the trenches in large numbers. Gaoli, the upper corner, pressed his body tightly against the side wall of the trenches. The Japanese soldiers who tried to counterattack were shot and fell down one after another. The shells that landed on the left and right from time to time could not tell whether they were from the Chinese army or from their own people, but no matter who their shells were taken away, they were bloody life.

Suddenly, Gaoli, the upper corner of the corner, found an object falling beside him. He looked closely and found that it was a defensive grenade with a German-made wooden handle that was rare in the Chinese army. A desire to survive made Gaoli, the upper corner of Gaoli, pull past a soldier beside him without hesitation and blocked him.

After a bang explosion, Gaoli, the upper corner pushed away the body on his body and didn't even look at it. He showed his head slightly and wanted to observe the second line of defense of the Chinese defenders. As a result, with a whoosh, a bullet passed through his helmet and overturned Gaoli to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, the Chinese soldiers rushed out of the second line of defense, while shooting with submachine guns, they threw grenades continuously. The Japanese army, who could not avoid, suddenly suffered heavy casualties and collapsed, and had to give up the defense line and collapsed.

When the loss of the upper corner, Gaoli, was retreating from the high ground, he happened to see the captain of Kawashima Toshiichi. Looking at the bloody corpse, Gaoli couldn't help but lie on the side of the road and vomited. After vomiting, when Gaoli counted and closed the remaining parts, he was stunned. There were only less than 30 people left in his squadron of 167 people? On a cold winter night, Gaoli felt that he had been cold from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, and it seemed that even the blood had frozen.

The dejected upper corner Gaoli sat weakly in the snow and ice. He took off his helmet and looked at the scratches on it. If the shot just now was lowered, his head would probably have turned into a pool of mud. Looking at the row of wounded soldiers placed beside him who were twitching, choking, moaning, and screaming, Gaoli felt creepy at the upper corner. He knew that these wounded soldiers who were not interested would not last long in such a cold night, and they would soon fall asleep by the freezing.
Chapter completed!