At 7:45 in the evening, more than half of the Xinshi Street position had already fallen into the hands of the Japanese attacking 116th Division.
To be more precise, Hu Biao and the others currently only have about 40 defenders left.
After retreating while fighting, relying on some mines and fortifications arranged in advance, they caused a considerable amount of damage to the Japanese.
Now the few remaining people can only huddle in the last quarter of the core position.
There is no way! The limited military strength is the biggest flaw for them.
In a short battle, when the Japs reached such a core position, where the hidden tunnels were located, the battle entered its most intense moment.
"No, this thing needs to change the barrel immediately, otherwise it will explode soon~"
After pulling the trigger and shooting a 200-round bullet chain with a 'click, click, click~' sound.
When the deputy shooter, who was wrapped in a piece of bloody gauze under the Type 90 steel helmet on his head, pounced on him with a new ammunition belt, intending to continue loading.
Because he was anxious to get angry, his mouth had already burst into flames, and he suddenly started roaring like this.
Damn it! Poluo, who still doesn’t know that these people came to send him on his way with incomprehensible psychology, is cursing these devils in his heart. What kind of evil has he possessed?
Wouldn't it be better to let them fish until 8 o'clock, and after completing the damn system task, hand over the position to you in a more peaceful manner?
On the contrary, as soon as the sound of artillery stopped, a large group of Japanese soldiers rushed over, showing a very unafraid of death.
So much so that after fighting for a while, Poluo and Dahuo deceived the two of them into taking charge of the MG42 general-purpose machine gun.
Even though the barrel had been replaced once during this period, the spare barrel was now red again under the continuous firing.
Used to light a cigarette, there is no problem at all.
But the real problem is that when the big fool who had almost been burned into a pig's trotters put on a pair of asbestos gloves and tried to change the barrel of the gun, it was already too late.
Such a powerful MG42 general-purpose machine gun was missing, which served as a support point for firepower and carried out critical suppression.
At least a squad of Japanese soldiers, bayonets drawn, charged towards their left-wing position, which did not even have a single squad, with ferocious expressions on their faces.
For a while, even on the left wing position.
Currently, there are actually one Czech-type and one Jin-made Thompson submachine guns, as well as several Chinese rifles that kept firing, knocking the Japanese to the ground one after another.
There is still no way to completely stop these seemingly crazy Japs.
So by the time the two of them were busy quickly replacing the barrel of the gun, the group of Japs could rush to the position.
Upon seeing this, Po Luo immediately made a decision and shouted: "Stop changing, throw the grenade."
After saying that, the two of them took the grenades at hand and threw them with all their strength at the Japs who had reached a range of 50 meters in a while.
Seeing this, the remaining veterans who were firing with formal rifles also threw grenades one after another.
But since they throw with all their strength and can reach the Japs on the opposite side, the Japs can also counterattack them in the same way.
Soon after, more than a dozen smoking melon grenades were smashed towards their side, and several of them were accurately thrown into the trenches.
Then, people on both sides were dodging frantically, hoping to avoid these deadly things.
Fortunately, the closest grenade to the location of Da Huo and Po Luo landed 5 meters away from them.
When they lowered their heads before the explosion, they were lucky enough to escape the shock waves and fragments.
As for the fact that the two of them were almost buried in the soft soil amidst the splashing sand, it was just a trivial matter that was not worth mentioning.
Unfortunately, they waited until they got up from the ground.
In the still flying dust, we could faintly see the Japanese soldiers wearing shit-yellow military uniforms, who had already rushed within ten meters of the position.
As long as they charged forward a few more steps, they would be able to rush into the position.
Without even thinking about it at the time, Poluo and Dahuyou took out the secondary weapons from their waists, which were the Type 94 semi-automatic pistols seized from the Japanese, and quickly opened the safety.
When facing these Japanese soldiers who were getting close, they started to open fire with a bang.
It's a pity that there are only 6 shabby bullets in the magazine of this thing, and all the bullets have been used up in no time.
Fortunately, a total of 12 rounds of bullets were fired, and the few Japanese who rushed to the front were knocked down one after another.
Taking advantage of such an opportunity, the broken gong born in the 70s said "ouch~" in his mouth, and then he was fooled by the big fool who was almost two rounds younger than him.
There were also three remaining veterans on the left wing, and they all rushed out of the position.
The only difference was that when the others rushed out, they all had rifles with bayonets in their hands. Only the big fool had an engineer shovel in his hand.
Because in comparison, this guy's skills in stabbing are worse.
After rushing out, facing the knife stabbed by the enemy from the opposite side, knowing that this was definitely his last moment in this mission, he felt so calm that it even scared him.
It's not a very decent description, but his head is clearer than he has been during the few years of trembling.
With such an unprecedented clarity of mind, Po Luo simply moved the bayonet that was stabbing his lower abdomen to the left with ease.
Then, with a loud "kill~" word in his mouth, he took a lunge and stabbed out with a bayonet.
Before he was stabbed and loosened, the Japanese man clutched his stomach and fell down with a look of pain on his face.
As if he had done something careless, with the bayonet still stained with blood in his hand, he faced his next opponent.
Another life-or-death battle began in just a few seconds.
Just like that, the big fool behind him who was a little behind because of his calf injury was seen.
A big brother like Po Luo actually defeated three Japs in a row with great bravery. Even when facing two Japs who joined forces, he was not at a disadvantage.
After seeing such a scene, the big fool was also stimulated by Big Brother's good performance, and his whole heart surged.
He is a big fool, and he will show off before he dies today.
Then, the guy was almost chopped into a dog by a Japanese second lieutenant with a sharp samurai sword in his hand.
After all, these more than 40 days without food and water can indeed give Da Huoyou a lot of combat experience, which can improve his fighting will and skills.
But in terms of physical fitness, how can such a 21-year-old economic college student compare to such a Japs officer who has been fighting all year round?
In another fight, he was deceived by the Japanese second lieutenant's samurai sword, and his left hand was almost destroyed. That was a complete risk.
He fired the glory bomb in his chest and rushed towards the Japanese second lieutenant.
He used his own body to meet the opponent's katana, and hugged his opponent tightly at the cost of being pierced through.
It was a coincidence that when the big fool and the Japanese second lieutenant were both blown to pieces at the same time, Po Luo was also pulled out with a bayonet behind him, as if all his strength had been drained away.
His legs were so weak that he fell to the ground.
Behind him and beside him, there were a total of five Japanese corpses lying on the ground, which was the dazzling answer he left behind in the last moments of his life during this mission.
Six minutes later, that is, 7:51.
The right wing of the core position was also completely lost.
The loud-mouthed monster Qingshan and the dead-faced sinner, the members of these two teams with terrible nicknames, were all assigned to such a position.
The only difference is, why can't the criminal have a big explosion before he dies?
Under the influence of the 5 kilograms of TNT on this guy, more than 20 Japs rushed to the right-wing position in an instant.