Fighting around the bunker on the top of the mountain is in full swing.

Both sides fought each other, fearing that they would hurt their own people by chance and could not shoot, and the long and short weapons would lose their effectiveness. Platoon leader Sun Chengsheng was strong and strong, and he did not take the Japanese rushing up seriously at all. He believed that fighting with one hand to fight would better demonstrate his courage, and the situation is right now.

But...***, the opponent's skills and tactics are also very powerful, and it seems that he is not much weaker than him. Especially this mustache who is facing him is as crazy as a beast, and has a very strong ability to resist strikes.

Sun Chengsheng couldn't remember how many punches he had been hit by, nor could he say how many punches and stocks he had beaten, but the other party still couldn't fall down, and he still had the energy to grab him and make a big back throw.

The roars around him were heard, and from time to time, the last shouts made by people when they were dying were heard, which was really heartbreaking and shocking.

The last machine gunner in the trench also jumped out with the engineer shovel and joined the melee.

Sun Chengsheng's opponent threw Sun Chengsheng to the ground again. Taking advantage of Sun Chengsheng's dizziness, he stretched out his claws and pinched him to his neck. Sun Chengsheng was shocked and hooked the other's calves with his instep. The bearded Japanese almost had a spasm and his body was unstable and fell down.

When the two of them stood up with a violent breath, they both raised the "weapon" they had just touched in their hands. Sun Chengsheng held a branch, but his beard touched a long spear. With a slam, he pulled the bolt and threw a shell away, pushed the bolt back on the bolt again, and pointed the muzzle at Sun Chengsheng's chest with a grin.

Sun Chengsheng was anxious and cursed with a Hebei accent: "Your mother Bushidao!"

The Japanese word Bushido is pronounced very accurately, and Xiaoma seemed to be stunned. However, after a second, a cruel smile appeared in Xiaoma's eyes again. His eyes were chasing Sun Chengsheng who was running and hiding through the gun, and fired a "bang" shot, hitting Sun Chengsheng on the branch that Sun Chengsheng threw out to disturb Xiaoma's correct head, and hitting the branch in the air.

Haga Bushido! Live is Bushido, and dead bastard. The little beard seems to have experienced a lot and is very flexible. Apart from being surprised that Sun Chengsheng can spit out such standard Japanese words, it is not tempting the dignity of a warrior at all.

"Crack," Xiaomouth pushed the bullet and loaded it, raised the gun to aim.

Seeing that Sun Chengsheng couldn't dodge, he opened his arms and yelled straight at the beard. Shoot! If I can't kill me with one shot, I will strangle you to death.

At the critical moment, a hoarse gunshot sounded on the bunker cover.

Ma Qian'an held a mocinnagan in his hand, bent his legs and half kneeled, and knocked his beard to the ground with a gun.

This black gun is really hard to fight, and the angle is extremely difficult to choose. You must also beware of the stray bullets fired by the heavy Japanese machine gun in the distance. Ma Qian'an had been on it for two minutes. He flew left and right like a monkey and found the right opportunity to fire two shots. One of them hit the beard's forehead.

The mustache's face was frozen on a smug smile, and her eyebrows were shot in her forehead. Her body was driven by the bullet's kinetic energy. She turned over and fell into dust with a thud.

It was so dangerous! Sun Chengsheng took a breath, ran two steps and leaned over and snatched the spear from the beard. He glanced at the two Japanese in front of the left screaming and stabbed a soldier of his own. The soldier had already been stabbed in the abdomen and saw that he was defeated. Sun Chengsheng ignored his body, which had already been exhausted and staggered forward, stabbed an unprepared Japanese with a gun barrel, and then turned his muzzle and hooked his fingers, and shot the bullet that had been loaded on the beard at the other Japanese.

"Bang"

"Ah" the Japanese who were shot shouted.

"Ah!" A scream came from a short distance away at the same time. An Anti-Japanese United Army soldier was injured by the bullet that penetrated the Japanese's body.

Oops! He got into trouble! He accidentally hurt his own people. Sun Chengsheng, who was anxious and angry, didn't bother to check the details, vented his anger on the Japanese who was stabbed with the barrel of the gun, and swung the butt to smash it at him.

Xu Rui and Jiao Shuqing finally rushed into the chaotic battlefield with the team of party members. The joining of this new force caused a powerful reversal of the situation. In an instant, the Japanese were overturned seven or eight. After another half a minute, the militia and young men following Xu Rui also climbed to the top of the mountain, cutting the remaining twenty Japanese who were struggling to pieces into meat scraps.

Victory! Before the people could ease their excitement, they even cheered a few times, and the vanguards at the entrance of the valley were already pouring out toward the foot of the mountain. The light and heavy machine guns that had just been installed hundreds of meters away spit out dense projectiles.

The crowds on the top of the mountain fell down.

Ma Qian'an didn't dare to rush to such a dense rain of bullets. He turned over from the bunker cover and drilled into the bunker from the circular lookout. The young militia on the hillside lay on the ground in a rumbling noise.

"Lying down! Climbing into the trenches! Climbing as fast as you can!"

This was all the consequences of the Japanese airborne raid. Ma Qian'an looked helplessly at the people climbing the hillside, and could only open his voice to command everyone to avoid guns and bullets.

"All machine guns around the bunker fire to suppress the enemy machine gun fire!"

The soldiers of the well-trained guard platoon climbed back to the trenches as soon as possible, and almost all of the remaining twelve people were injured. However, it is not the time to deal with the wounds. They returned to the trenches and slapped the Maxim heavy machine guns that had been on the trenches long ago. They rushed to the bottom of the mountain with no life. They had to suppress the Japanese machine guns from afar and cover the people to climb back to the trenches.

The sanitation officer, cell commander, staff officer, and even a doctor in the command center jumped into the trenches and took on the responsibility of a deputy shooter or ammunition player, ensuring that five heavy machine guns were fired without intervals, and covering the masses on the hillside retreated into the trenches or caves below.

The 1st Battalion of the 15th Regiment rushed the most fiercely. When the airborne troops were descending from the sky, Zhuyaozhi issued an order to order the Japanese to take the opportunity to rush to the zhaobaling. The progress was quite smooth. However, he was hit by dozens of artillery shells not far from the foot of the mountain. After being intercepted by artillery fire from the remote Anti-Japanese United Nations League, he delayed for a while. If it had not been delayed for a few minutes, Zhuyaozhi believed that the 1st Battalion had rushed to the hillside, so that he could just pick up the airborne troops and rolled to the top of the mountain to deal with the opponent.

"After all, it's a rebuilt force!" Zhu Yaozian followed the team halfway, stopped to watch the battle situation of the first troop that had rushed to the farthest, and sighed helplessly.

The first brigade was wiped out in the battle with the 12th Detachment of the Anti-Japanese United Army. Most of the soldiers in the current brigade were newly recruited. The recruits who had only been trained for a few months were far inferior to the veterans. The fighting will not be determined. If they were the original veterans, even if they were intercepted and artillery fire were overwhelmed by the opponent's interception, they would not stop moving forward. However, the current brigade was delayed by just dozens of artillery shells for several minutes. Within these few minutes, the elite airborne soldiers were killed by the opponent.

It’s useless to say more. Zhuwa Ting also regrets not sending the third team to be the striker. If you say that you can correct your previous deployment after taking a few bites of shit, you don’t mind eating a few more bites of shit. It’s too late to regret it.

At the same time, a question arose in my mind: Why did the Anti-Japanese United Army hide their artillery so far? Calculated from the trajectory of the falling shells, at least 5 cannons are hidden two kilometers away.

I didn't know the key points, so I quickly put down this question. It was just a few cannons. Maybe there was an anti-Japanese artillery position two kilometers away. I could order deep digs to send troops to solve the problem. Now the most important thing is to gather heavy troops immediately to surround the small mountain peaks and attack and take it down in one go.

In the bunker, several walkie-talkies kept squeaking, and two communicators reported to Ma Qian'an like a lantern.

"Niu Yan asked what happened? Should I attack now? Zhang Xiaohua also asked, what happened? There was also Company Commander Li of the Air Defense Company, asking if he wanted to fire the planes that flew back? The Reconnaissance Company also asked..."

Ma Qian'an waved his hand: "Okay! Let them wait, and no orders should be done."

"Political Commissar Zhou asked..."

After asking the correspondent, Ma Qian'an stepped forward to a step-by-step phone and reached out to take the microphone.

What Zhou Yucheng asked, I have to answer this.
Chapter completed!