The huge failure of the Japanese attack on the salient position guarded by the supplementary battalion immediately caused a bad chain reaction.
First, when the tank turned around and attacked Hu Biao and the others.
One and a half Japanese soldiers, about the strength of a squadron, were slowly pressing towards the third battalion on the left flank.
Suppressed by the Japanese's accurate marksmanship and the veteran's skillful grenade fire, one firepower point after another on the third battalion's position was extinguished by the Japanese.
Although it is said that after every heavy machine gunner was killed or injured in the battle, someone would immediately replace him to keep these few heavy firepower points going.
But as time went on, the third battalion began to look like it was being suppressed and beaten.
Fortunately, after wiping out all the Japs in front of him, except for the mortar operated by Bian Po, he was still chasing the remaining heavy machine guns to greet them.
Under Hu Biao's order, the remaining people had already adjusted their guns and started firing at the Japanese flanks.
When the middle-aged warehouse manager, Xi Ling, Hu Biao, Jason and other experts among them joined the ranks of snipers one after another.
One after another, Japanese machine gunners, grenade operators, or leading sergeants and other valuable targets were quickly brought down to the ground, which instantly disrupted the Japanese command and tactics.
In particular, the Civilian Type 24 heavy machine gun operated by Yuan Sin was also adjusted urgently.
The powerful firepower immediately caused heavy casualties to the Japanese squadron. After leaving behind hundreds of corpses, seeing that there was nothing they could do about it, they finally retreated slowly under the leadership of a captain.
Seeing this, the Japanese on the entire offensive front also randomly retreated.
Even in other directions, those previously arrogant Japanese tanks raised their accelerator to the maximum level and escaped as if they were farther than the infantry.
For the soldiers of the 403rd Regiment, this was the easiest battle they had ever fought.
Of course, they also knew that the eye-catching performance of the supplementary battalion in the salient position played a key role in making this possible.
Suddenly, huge cheers rang out from the Luodian position, and faint cheers such as "The supplementary battalion played really well" and "The men in the supplementary battalion are awesome" could be heard faintly.
Not only were the netizens happy, but the indigenous people also puffed up their chests unconsciously.
Something called self-confidence emerged on the faces of these former cannon fodders.
The only pity is that even though the ground outside is full of corpses of Japanese soldiers, as well as scattered weapons and equipment that represent small amounts of money, the replenishment battalion doesn't even have a chance to clean up the battlefield.
In other words, Hu Biao originally had such a plan.
But he had just taken the lead to climb over a parapet, and a huge sense of crisis arose in his heart.
Instinctively, Hu Biao tensed up all the muscles in his body and rolled over in embarrassment, covering his body with stinky mud all over his body.
But it was worth getting covered in mud, because in the blink of an eye, a bullet punched a bullet hole full of sparks on the parapet where he was standing.
After rolling and crawling to hide behind a sandbag, Hu Biao, who was furious, immediately roared:
"Take them back, no one should pick up those trophies, they don't want anything; for such a small thing, it's not worth the death of several people."
Under such an order, netizens who were originally enthusiastic about licking the bag shrank their heads.
Then, Hu Biao cursed again angrily:
"Hun Dharma God, Bianrou, did you two grow up on a free diet? Get rid of that grandson who shot the black gun for me; don't be afraid of wasting cannonballs, I'm damn good at it."
After hearing this, the two men from the capital immediately cursed back at Hu Biao.
However, he continued to curse with his mouth, but his hands did not stop.
The weapons currently used by Japanese precision shooters are still rifles of the Sanba Dagai type, so the muzzle flames when fired at night are extremely obvious, exposing the previous shooting position.
"Little Chi, I tell you, don't be afraid of wasting cannonballs."
While Bianrou muttered a curse, he quickly adjusted the muzzle of the mortar, and fired three rapid-fire rounds centered on the position of the muzzle flash in his memory.
In an instant, flying shrapnel and explosion shock waves wreaked havoc in that area.
The Japanese sharpshooter who fired a sneak attack on Hu Biao, although he moved his position after the attack, unfortunately could not run very far in a short period of time and was still forced out under such fire coverage.
At the moment of exposure, the middle-aged warehouse manager decisively pulled the trigger.
Almost at the moment when the gunfire rang out, the tank burning not far away was illuminated by the flames and the looming black shadow under the bright moonlight fell to the ground.
It is equivalent to saying that without any prior communication, Bianrou and the Hun Dharma God created a perfect cooperation.
During this period, whether it was Bianrou's mortar or the Huns Dharma God's sniper rifle, their accuracy was quite excellent.
At the same time, the rest of the team and a group of new rookie netizens have made significant progress in all aspects after experiencing another actual battle.
Sure enough, the battlefield is the best teacher. If you fight more battles on the battlefield, the effect will be better and better than any training ground.
Hu Biao was very pleased with everyone's growth.
Even the depression of being beaten in the cold just now dissipated quickly.
The premise is that Bianrou didn't bother him at such a beautiful moment. At such a moment, Bianrou said:
"Lao Hu, let me tell you in advance. There are only 19 mortar shells left. There will not be enough for the next battle."
"What the hell! Why did you use it so fast?" Hu Biao cursed.
But he also knows that excellent gunners, especially in the current situation without various auxiliary aiming instruments, are also made of cannonballs.
Therefore, I can only hold my nose and continue to redeem...
Winning the first battle is of course a very happy thing; but Hu Biao was not a rookie on the battlefield for the first time, so he knew that now was far from the time to be happy.
It's business to seize the time and prepare for the next battle. God knows when the next enemy attack will begin.
After giving up the dangerous operation of cleaning the battlefield, he led his people to strengthen the fortifications.
At the same time, An Tusheng and Black Chinese Medicine Doctor also had more time to use flashlights to treat the wounded more carefully.
In the battle just now, two people were killed and three were seriously injured. I don't bother to count the minor injuries.
Under the current circumstances, as long as we can continue fighting, it's not a big deal.
The two people who died in the battle were all indigenous people, and two of the three people seriously injured were netizens summoned from modern times. One of them was shot in the stomach while shooting with a submachine gun.
After examination, it seems that the intestines were punctured. If we want this guy to live longer with such an injury, these two military doctors really need to work hard.
So, after the guy was given a shot of morphine, the two of them started working under the flashlight.
An Tusheng, who was used to seeing these scenes, felt better. When the poor black Chinese medicine doctor saw the bloody and bloody condition at close range, his chest and abdomen began to churn violently.
Fortunately, I don't know if it was the anti-tank weapons that suddenly appeared on the battlefield, which made the Japanese side a little undecided.
For more than an hour, the Japanese side became unusually quiet.
In this situation, it was not until an orderly soldier trotted into the salient position from the third battalion position behind that Hu Biao knew that the two-hour deadline mentioned by the third battalion commander had expired.
Unfortunately, the messenger said with an apologetic look:
"Battle Commander Hu, there is a problem with the reinforcements of the 11th Division, and other supporting troops may not arrive until dawn. Therefore, the Third Battalion Commander orders you to hold on until 6 o'clock tomorrow morning.
The third battalion commander asked you if you have any other requirements, and he will try his best to satisfy you."
According to the task issued by the system, Hu Biao didn't take the order to complete it in 2 hours at that time, but he did have the requirement.
Without thinking, he said:
"Brothers haven't even had dinner. We cooked several large pots of pork stewed with vermicelli at the outer positions. The smell is overwhelming. Can someone bring it to us?"
Messenger: "..."
At the same time, this young man with a green face suddenly growled uncontrollably in his stomach.