The dark night was deep, and illumination bombs shot up from time to time on the smoke-filled battlefield. The flickering light shone on the mutilated corpses in front of the position, and the air was filled with gunpowder and the smell of blood. The companies responsible for the counterattack position
Lying quietly in trenches and bomb craters, waiting for the order to attack.
Most of the 11th company where Lao Yanqiang was located were newly recruited student soldiers. They had never experienced a war, but now that the troops were tight, they had to rush to the shelves. He looked at the beaten and bloody soldiers in front of the position.
Corpses, their expressions were tense and their breathing was somewhat rapid.
Lao Yanqiang and other veterans were calm at the moment. After all, they had all rolled through the pile of dead people. It was not the first time they had experienced such a cruel war. They used the short time before the attack to methodically check weapons and ammunition, and some were given.
A bayonet is attached to the rifle and ready for an assault.
"We'll see what the veteran does later. Don't be afraid. The more afraid you are, the faster you will die." Lao Yanqian smelled the smell of urine and turned around to see the student soldier lying next to him.
Trembling, he shook his head helplessly, reached out and patted his shoulder to encourage him.
While Lao Ci was encouraging the student soldiers beside him, in the dark trench, other veterans were also cheering for the new recruits beside him.
"Japanese are just beasts. Just treat them like slaughtering pigs. Don't be afraid."
"The devil also has two shoulders supporting one head. If you give him a shot, he will still die."
"Bullets don't have eyes. Follow me later and don't run around."
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The position that Lao Yanqiang and the others wanted to counterattack was still in the hands of their friendly forces during the day, but the Japanese launched a fierce attack with powerful firepower, and the troops guarding the position were completely lost. Now they need to take advantage of the night to attack from the Japanese soldiers.
Take back the position in your hands.
Boom boom!
There was a whistling sound from behind Lao Yanqiang's position, and countless artillery shells passed over Lao Yanqiang's heads with bright trajectories, slamming into the Japanese soldiers' defense line.
Boom! The ground was shaking violently, and the Japanese soldiers' position was suddenly plunged into a sea of fire and smoke. Countless mushroom clouds rose in the night sky. The Japanese in the trenches and fortresses were lifted into the air from time to time, and many people were bombed.
It was broken into pieces, and the old smoker was covered with flying soil and gravel.
"Explode! Explode hard!" Seeing the Japanese soldiers' position being bombed into a mess by artillery shells, and the bunkers and sandbags being blown away by artillery fire, Lao Yanqiang was extremely happy. He was bombarded by Japanese artillery during the Shanghai battlefield.
There were countless casualties. Now the tide has turned and it's the Japanese's turn to enjoy being bombarded.
However, it didn't take long for Lao Yanqiang to be happy. The Japanese artillery's counterattack soon arrived. Countless artillery shells hit the poor artillery position of the Chinese army. The artillery position soon fell into a sea of fire.
The poor cannon was blown into parts, and the remaining artillerymen hurriedly moved back.
As soon as the sound of artillery stopped, a shrill trumpet sound suddenly sounded in the dark night. The trumpeter puffed out his chest and blew the attack horn in the direction of the Japanese position.
"Kill the Japanese!" Lao Yanqiang heard the cold-faced officer's roar, and then saw countless black shadows leaping out of the ditch and rushing towards the Japanese position.
Lao Yanqiang took a deep breath, held his bayonet and shouted: "Charge!" He shouted and rushed out at the leading position.
The Japs' position immediately erupted with gunshots like exploding beans. Countless bullets flying in the dark night formed a dense firepower net. The bullets were like water splashing towards the charging Chinese soldiers.
Ahhhh!
The soldiers charging at the front were instantly beaten to pieces by the dense bullets. Their bodies were shaken involuntarily by the impact of the bullets, and then they fell to the ground in a bloody mess.
The student soldiers vented their fear by yelling. They followed the veterans and rushed forward with their heads buried. From time to time, they were thrown away by falling explosions and blown to pieces. Some of them hit the muzzle of the Japanese machine gun and were immediately beaten.
It became a hornet's nest, with clouds of blood mist rising in the air, and blood and minced meat flying everywhere, like a bloody rain.
Lao Yanqiang pulled the trigger and shot forward, while running huffing and puffing forward, getting closer and closer to the Japanese soldiers' firepower point. The bullets kept whizzing past his ears, and then penetrated into the chests of the soldiers behind him.
Amidst the hail of bullets, the Chinese soldiers bravely launched a charge. Countless people fell to the ground, and those behind rushed forward. Lao Yanqiang was tripped by the bloody corpses on the ground from time to time, but he knew he could not stop. Once he stopped,
They will be suppressed by the Japs here, and they can only survive if they take out the Japs' firepower.
All the people in front of Lao Yanqiang had been shot and fell to the ground. He could already see the roar of the Japanese heavy machine guns in the fortress ahead. It was the curse of death. The heavy machine gun bullets hit the ground and set off a burst of blood mist.
Mud was flying, gravel was flying, and Lao Smoking heard the sound of bullets hitting his body.
Facing the machine gun ballistics that spread towards him like poisonous snakes, Lao Yanqiang rolled into a crater, gritted his teeth and shouted to the back: "Machine gun cover! Demolition team on board!"
The Czech light machine gun was mounted on the corpse and spit out tongues of fire, causing thunder to crackle near the Japanese fortress. Several soldiers with cluster grenades and explosive packs in their arms rushed forward.
Ahhh! But soon they were knocked to the ground by bullets, screaming and falling into a pool of blood.
"Enter the second demolition team!" Lao Yanqiang almost gritted his teeth, his eyes turned red as he looked at the Japanese fortress that was spitting flames.
Fatty Tian San and several soldiers rushed forward again carrying explosive bags. They watched Fatty running and jumping in the dense rain of bullets, falling into a pool of blood from time to time, but quickly stood up again. The Japanese also discovered Fatty.
As he got closer, more bullets were fired at him.
Seeing the fat man rushing forward in the dense rain of bullets, Lao Yanqiang really sweated for him. However, Lao Yanqiang's worries were unnecessary. Although the fat man looked fat, he ran surprisingly well.
He was flexible, constantly dodging left and right, and rushed to the enemy's fortress.
Rumble--accompanied by several balls of fire and smoke and dust all over the sky, the Japs' fortress was directly razed to the ground by explosives, and the Japs' heavy machine guns inside were also blown away. Countless pieces of meat and blood mixed with sand and dust were thrown into the air in Laoyan.
With the gun in his face, he ignored the choking smell of gunpowder smoke that hit his nose and charged forward again with a roar.
"Grenade clears the way!" Lao Yanqiang rushed forward and threw the grenade forward. Those Japanese soldiers hiding in the trench who pulled the gun bolt were blown to pieces, and the students who followed him were smashed.
The soldiers followed suit and smashed the grenades forward. With constant rumbling explosions, they rushed into the trench of the Japanese soldiers.
As soon as Lao Yanqiang rushed through the first trench, a strange beast-like roar came from the thick smoke in front, and a large group of Japanese soldiers wearing steel helmets and holding bayonets rushed straight over with their teeth and claws drawn out.