Sure enough, after Hu Biao and the adjutant Swordsman dragged the deafened Xiling and others into the artillery-proof holes in the second-line position, they squatted down in the artillery-proof holes respectively, and the Japanese bombardment continued as promised.
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The shells landed accurately on the front line, venting the anger in the Japs' hearts.
However, after experiencing the heartless cannon, a brutal weapon with a 10 kilogram charge, it can be said to be thrillingly powerful.
A small pipe with a diameter of 70 millimeters like the Devil is nothing to think about after meeting these bumpkins on the market.
You are a rookie! You can always grow up quickly in the fierce battlefield.
The premise is that in such a process, you will not hang up or go crazy. It is like a piece of pig iron that is constantly beaten and finally turns into a piece of fine steel.
So during the shelling, Hu Biao had a thought in his mind and made a gesture to Xi Ling behind him not to run around.
Hu Biao was still in a mood, and shouted loudly at the shell-proof hole not far away where the wounded should be placed:
"Lao An, how are our casualties now?"
Soon after, the answer from An Tusheng, an orthopedic surgeon, came:
"Including the unlucky bacon, now we have a total of 3 dead and 5 injured. After I take care of 3 of the wounded, we should be able to continue fighting."
After hearing such a reply, Hu Biao's first reaction was to glance at the countdown in his head.
Now, the time is only 9:52 in the evening; for a moment, the emotions in Hu Biao's heart were quite complicated.
First of all, facing such a crazy pig-like charge from the Japanese, it was no small miracle that they were able to withstand it with a group of rookies.
Even the favorable terrain of Brown Yanggou plays a 70% key role.
But in this calculation, only a few casualties were lost, which is a very good result.
The question is, when there are still more than 2 hours to complete the system tasks, can the remaining people stay up until 12 o'clock in the middle of the night?
By the way, the number of casualties has not yet been counted for the unlucky ones like Xiling who were deafened by the bombing.
The county brigade and district squad on the left and right positions were fighting fiercely in the battle just now, and it is probably a bit unrealistic to expect their support in the subsequent battles.
Just when Hu Biao was worried, more bad news came.
That was at a distance of about 10 meters. Xiao Pingtou Yuansin took advantage of the gap between the explosion of the shells and shouted:
"Hu Biao, the crooked barrel of the gun has been beaten and scrapped. There is absolutely no hope for the rest of the battle. Can you think of something?"
"I can find a way to make wool, can I give you a tube~" Hu Biao, who was getting angry, cursed.
Ever since the battle started, his emotions had become violent, but he had been trying hard to suppress them without making any mistakes.
As soon as he was stimulated by the original sin, he immediately showed faint signs of attack.
Because of the difficult battle situation, the original sin, who was also furious, immediately cursed: "Aren't you the damn commander? If you can't think of a way, why should I think of it? Give me a pipe, and I'll give it to you."
One hammer~"
That's right! This man from Northeast China has such a bad temper.
He's just a stubborn commander who won't let the opponent's bad habits come out. It's not like he didn't beat him during the last mission.
Qingtian, the deputy shooter of Original Sin, was even more fierce. Although he didn't say a word, he picked up a tattered helmet at hand and took advantage of an explosion to smash it towards him.
The personality of a person who is ruthless and doesn't say much is revealed in an instant.
Immediately, Hu Biao said, "Damn it, whoever wants to be the commander of this piece of shit" almost went crazy.
He even wanted to rush out and have a fight with the two of them, the little crew chief who had dragged him away.
It's normal that my brother couldn't beat you two before, but now that my physical fitness has increased dramatically, believe it or not, I can beat the crap out of you on the spot.
But in the end, when the words "I'll kill you, you mountain cannon" came to his lips, he still held back.
This is not because Hu Biao, who is suffering from sequelae and is getting more and more anxious in his head, plans to go to Xiao Pingtou Yuan Sin to explain the facts and clarify the truth.
But he suddenly heard something different in his ears.
That was after several artillery shells landed on the position, but there was no such violent explosion; instead, there were only some muffled, almost inaudible noises.
In other words, Hu Biao's hearing has also been strengthened, otherwise there is really no way to hear such inconspicuous movements on such a noisy battlefield.
After hesitating for half a second, Hu Biao's throat-breaking shouts and the warning sound from Jason, the fake foreign devil, sounded almost at the same time:
"His mother's little devil, gas bomb~"
Soon after, a large piece of light yellow smoke filled the position.
This situation occurred not only on the position of the team in the third area, but also on the positions on the left and right, and also on the position of the sixth company on the opposite side.
If someone with experience saw it, they would definitely be able to tell that it was a tear-jerking gas bomb.
This kind of thing, which was widely used by the Japanese during the war, has the effect of causing tears, coughing, headache, convulsions, chest pain, difficulty in breathing and death.
Faced with this situation, Hu Biao put on a gas mask as soon as he issued the warning.
But when I saw Xi Ling and the others, I immediately felt a little worried; the main reason was that this guy was deafened now; if he could understand his movements with the helmet on, then everything would be fine.
But I don't know why, this guy is in a trance now, and he can't understand what he's doing with his gestures for a while.
Seeing that the situation was urgent, Hu Biao gritted his teeth and unzipped his pants, pulled down a towel from his neck and moved closer.
Ten seconds later, a towel with a warm breath was tightly covered on Xi Ling's mouth and nose.
Seeing this process, Xiling always reacted and started to struggle instinctively. The little boy struggled with great strength.
But under Hu Biao's abnormal strength, all of Xi Ling's struggles are destined to be in vain...
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At the same time, in an open space at the entrance of Brown Yanggou, a scene full of Japanese characteristics was going on.
The old Japanese Captain Miura waved his right hand, which he had just taken off his white glove, and slapped it fiercely at a Japanese Major.
Soon after, the Jabber Major's face became visibly swollen.
But even so, the Japanese Major still stood upright, not even making a single dodge move, and kept his chest straight as he took the beating honestly.
It was not until he was severely beaten that the Japanese Major lowered his head and shouted:
"Miura-dono, please give our Yamazaki Battalion another chance to redeem our honor; either all members of our Yamazaki Battalion will die in the next battle, or we must win that damn position, please."
After a moment of silence, the old devil Miura nodded and said:
"Okay, but you only have one hour. The headquarters has sent three consecutive urging orders. The Xiji stronghold may not be able to hold on for long. If it still doesn't work after an hour, I will let the Matsumoto brigade come in.
Considering that your troops have suffered heavy losses, the task of attacking and containing the mountain here will be given to the Matsumoto Brigade."
With a 'Hi~' sound, Captain Yamazaki lowered his head and agreed.
Then, he turned around and slapped the surviving squadron leaders and squad leaders among the remaining troops who had assembled. Blood was drawn directly from the faces of some Japanese soldiers, and the intensity was even stronger than the beating they had received just now.
Then, these squadron leaders and squad leaders began to do the same to their soldiers.
That brutal process and intensity were once again intensified.
Miraculously, during this brutal beating from above, the low morale of these devils suddenly rose rapidly, and the fierce light in their eyes reappeared...
At 9:02 in the evening, the Japanese bombardment ended completely.
The Japanese's new attack started again, but this time they learned well. Considering the weapon that was suspected of being a large-caliber naval gun, they no longer used the pig-attack tactic with huge casualties.
The Japs, who were probably a small team, spread out as far as possible on the narrow hillside and slowly approached the team from Area 3.
Such a greatly reduced troop strength does not mean that Hu Biao and others can relax easily.
Because in the poisonous smoke that had just dissipated, they saw multiple Japanese squads following behind, which meant that there would be almost no intermission time for the following battle.
The enemy's attacks will definitely leave them with no chance to breathe.
And the ammunition in their hands, including the captured part, can they last for such a long time?
Regarding this point, Hu Biao didn't have the slightest confidence; he could only hold on for as long as he could, hoping that he could hold on until 12 o'clock at midnight.