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Chapter 447: Exhausted

"Your Excellency, Division Commander, the Chinese offensive is very fierce. Our third line of defense is about to be unable to hold on!"

Looking at the angry-looking staff officer, Shimomoto Xiongmi felt that his eyes were getting a little dark.

He has been in the army for more than 20 years and has been in China for five years. He has fought dozens of large and small battles with various armies in China, but he has never seen an army with such fierce fighting power.

According to his original idea, the three lines of defense he built could withstand at least three times the number of enemies for half a month. But now? Two lines of defense were lost in less than an hour, and even the third line of defense was in danger.

, is this still the weak Chinese army in his eyes?

Of course, the 108th Division is a draft horse division with four infantry regiments and one cavalry regiment, with a combat strength of 18,000. Even though the 132nd Regiment and the 117th Regiment suffered heavy losses, it still has two troops in hand.

An infantry regiment, a field artillery regiment and a cavalry regiment cannot be said to be completely powerless to fight back.

But the current situation is that the artillery fire of the Liantai Militia is too fierce, and the Japanese field artillery regiment is no match for it. When the Liantai Militia was shelling just now, the 108th Field Artillery Regiment tried to fight back, but their artillery just

The opening fire was observed by the reconnaissance balloon on the opposite side. In less than two minutes, the counterattack artillery fire fell. More than 30 artillery pieces of the 108th Field Artillery Regiment were knocked out at once. The remaining artillery pieces were so scared that they ran away.

The artillery positions have not been re-erected until now.

Xia Yuan Xiong Mi was anxious for a moment. At this time, the sound of gunfire was getting closer and closer, indicating that the Liantai militia was not far from the division headquarters. Xi Yuan Xiong Mi became worried and immediately ordered: "Immediately order 52 and 108

The regiment launched a counterattack against the Chinese from the left and right wings, and the cavalry regiment served as a reserve force. Once the Chinese were defeated, they would immediately be dispatched to pursue them."

"Hi!"

The staff officer felt a slight thump in his heart and quickly advised: "Your Excellency, division commander, this means we don't have a reserve team available. What should we do if any unexpected situation occurs?"

"We can't worry about so much now." Shimomoto Xiongmi shook his head: "Besides, it won't take an hour for the 11th Brigade to feel that when the 11th Brigade arrives, we can use our superior strength to

We will eat up any Liantai vigilante group that dares to offend us!"

"Hi!"

…………

"Ah! Kill!"

On the position, Lu Xianping, who was on the front line, shouted loudly and stabbed at the Japanese counterattack in front of him. The 98K rifle with a bayonet installed in the trench was difficult to deploy, so Lu Xianping could only remove the bayonet and chop with all his strength.

Covered in blood, he was like crazy, holding a gun in his left hand and a knife in his right hand, slashing along the trench at the counterattacking Japanese troops.

When Lu Xianping's assault group broke through the Japanese army's third line of defense and pursued along the trenches, they collided head-on with the frantically counterattacking Japanese army. The continuous breakthroughs allowed Lu Xianping's assault group to use up all the bullets for their submachine guns. At this time, they had no choice but to

There was no need to use the most primitive method to push back this group of Japanese troops who were counterattacking.

At this time, Lu Xianping and others, who had been successful, completely ignored that the number of reinforcements in the reserve team of the opponent was far greater than their own. Instead, just like the oath they swore, they would never retreat. The three of them faced dozens of people and rushed forward without hesitation.

, bayonet, and engineer shovel are their weapons.

At this time, Lu Xianping's left leg was stabbed at some point, and the gun had been thrown out long ago. Lu Xianping, whose face was covered with the enemy's blood and minced meat, was chopping with a bayonet like a madman.

When he cut the bayonet into the neck of a Japanese soldier, a bayonet stabbed him from the side. Lu Xianping tried to grab the opponent's bayonet with his hand. His left palm was instantly pierced, and the bayonet in his right hand was stabbed at the same time.

into the Japanese soldier's neck.

At this time, a Japanese soldier rushed over with a Type 38 rifle, and stabbed Lu Xianping's body with a bayonet from the side. Lu Xianping, who had been slashing desperately, felt that his power was instantly withdrawn from his body, and then he collapsed in the trench.

While lying in the trench, he heard the shouts of killing getting closer and closer. Before he lost consciousness, Lu Xianping's mother's tearful eyes and the figures of his younger brothers and sisters appeared in his mind.

The continuous shelling that lasted for more than an hour had already shattered the arrogance of the 108th Division. Although the 108th Division had the numerical advantage, under this overwhelming attack, the Japanese army's counterattack was so weak.

Although when the Liantai militia launched an attack, the soldiers who were lucky enough to survive the artillery fire still pulled the trigger and launched a fragile resistance, but the outcome was already doomed. For a unit whose energy and morale had been completely exhausted, this kind of resistance was even more difficult.

It was all in vain. Even if an officer led the remaining Japanese troops to launch a frantic counterattack, it would not be able to change the overall situation.

The three lines of defense that Shimomoto Xiongmi spent a month building were broken through in less than an hour. The 117th and 132nd regiments defending these three lines of defense had already been blown away by the previous fierce shelling.

What was originally thought to be a brutal battle has turned into a rout.

When a total of six battalions of the New Regiment and the 789th Battalion launched an all-out attack from two directions, what echoed through the sky were the roars of the soldiers of the Liantai Militia and the New Regiment...

"That's great... We have captured all three lines of defense of the Japs, Tuan Zuo... We are victorious!"

In the observation post at the rear, the two staff officers were in high spirits as they looked at the position with the blue sky and white sun flag in front.

"I saw it." Gao Hongming put down the telescope, turned around and said: "Order the 789th Battalion to clean up the battlefield as soon as possible and prepare for the Japanese counterattack."

After waiting for a while, Gao Hongming didn't hear the staff officer's answer. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Commander Qiu... did you hear my order?"

The staff officer surnamed Qiu pointed to the front and said with a wry smile: "Tuan Zuo... the Japanese have already begun to counterattack."

Just when the third line of defense was breached, the Japanese 108th Regiment and the 52nd Regiment were also ordered to arrive, preparing to drive the New Regiment and the Liantai Militia out before they were able to establish a foothold. Suddenly, artillery shells began to fire.

Fall on the third line of defense.

"Machine gun...set up the machine gun quickly...shoot out the Japanese!"

Seeing a large black mass of Japanese troops counterattacking, Lei Hu roared loudly before he could take a breath, but the only answer he received was a helpless voice.

"Battal Commander... Our machine gun is out of bullets." A machine gunner replied helplessly, shaking an empty bullet belt.

"What's going on...Where's the submachine gun?"

"The submachine gun is out of ammunition."

In the charge just now, the bullets were consumed too quickly, especially the MG42 machine gun.

A machine gun team consists of three people and can carry 1,200 rounds of ammunition during combat. However, for the MG42 with a rate of fire of 1,200 rounds per minute, this amount of ammunition is far from enough. In the attack just now, it was necessary to carry that amount with you.

The bullets have long been exhausted.


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