Chapter two hundred and seventy seventh hard fight
The bullets whizzed past the position, causing dead branches and leaves to fly. The Japanese poured out of the thick fog like a tide, and the thick fog also began to billow.
The veterans remained calm, pulling the bolts of their guns, twisting the grenades and preparing them in an orderly manner. Some veterans were even sitting in the bunker smoking cigarettes.
The calmness and calmness of the veterans dissipated the tense atmosphere. Wang Zikun scratched the edge of the bunker and wanted to poke his head out to see where the Japanese were, but was pulled down by the reconnaissance platoon leader Shunzi.
The tone of the investigation platoon leader Shunzi was particularly harsh, and she scolded him in a low voice: "You want to die!"
Wang Zikun knew that if Shunzi hadn't dragged him back from there, he might have been beaten to death by the Japanese like the veteran. This time, facing Shunzi's scolding, he didn't feel any disgust, but was filled with gratitude.
He knows this is for his own good.
Although I couldn't see the faces of the Japanese clearly from the bunker, I could clearly hear the heavy and dense footsteps getting closer and closer.
Yang Ling sent people to scatter many broken jars and jars in front of the position. The Japanese stepped on these broken jars and made a crisp impact sound. This was used as a warning to prevent the Japanese from sneaking up on them, and now it became a signal to launch an attack.
"Hit me!!"
Yang Ling's voice resounded in every brother's ears like thunder, the voice was loud and high-pitched.
The smoking veteran took a sip, spit out the unburnt cigarette in his mouth, grabbed the grenade that had been prepared, pulled the string, paused for a few seconds, and threw it out.
The grenades with green smoke flew up from the hills like sparrows, and then fell like raindrops. The veterans practiced exploding them when they landed on the ground to prevent the Japanese from picking them up and throwing them back.
The ground shook with rumbles, and the Japanese soldiers rushing in front were like kites with broken strings, flying towards them with bloody flesh and blood. They screamed one after another, and roared and scolded endlessly.
These Japanese soldiers were the newly arrived force of the 7th Regiment on the battlefield. Although their companions were blown to pieces, they were not afraid. Under the shouts of the officers, they suddenly accelerated and charged towards Yang Ling and others while stepping on the flesh and blood of the corpses.
"Brothers! Grenade greeting, don't let them get close!"
"Machine gun! Machine gun fire too!"
The turbid airwaves from the explosion rolled over, and the choking smell of gunpowder mixed with the smell of blood made it difficult to breathe. The company and platoon commanders on the front line were shouting loudly.
The grenades were thrown out as if they were free, and the grenades of the Japanese soldiers also flew over. Many of them collided in the air and exploded, with explosive fragments flying everywhere.
Many bloody Japanese soldiers rushed through the smoke screen of the explosion, and were knocked down by sharpshooters among the veterans. Their bodies fell straight to the ground.
The veterans fought heartily, and the recruit Wang Zikun also plucked up the courage to raise his head. Yang Ling told them that the more afraid of death, the faster they will die.
He bit down and picked up the cold rifle, loaded the bullet, and aimed at a screaming Japs leader. Before he could shoot, the Japs leader's legs were blown off. He really couldn't bear to kill that Japs leader.
The screaming devil.
He turned the muzzle of the gun to another Japanese soldier who was charging while firing. He pulled the trigger, but the bullet didn't know where to go. He watched helplessly as the Japanese soldier came towards him.
Wang Zikun was so anxious that he was sweating profusely. When he was nervous, he couldn't even eject the bullet casing. He tried hard to pull the bolt of the gun but it couldn't be pulled. The Japanese rushed to a position ten meters away from him and fell down, with a bloody hole in his temple.
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More and more Japanese soldiers rushed over, and grenades could no longer stop them. Machine guns placed on both wings and rear joined the blocking force.
The machine gunners were all veterans, and they shot accurately and accurately, with almost no ammunition wasted. Faced with the firepower of several machine guns, the Japanese soldiers who rushed forward were covered with blood mist and were almost completely shattered.
The company guarding the front line fought hard and resolutely. Although the Japanese charged fiercely and fiercely, they still failed to reach their defense line and were suppressed after leaving dozens of corpses behind.
The first wave of fighting ended easily. The student soldiers hiding behind, led by officers, immediately rushed to the front line and dragged the injured brothers behind.
"Everyone hide in the bunker! Anti-cannon!"
Someone started shouting on the battlefield. This time, Wang Zikun didn't wait for anyone to pull him. He grabbed the gun and got into the hole of the anti-gun.
The Japanese soldiers are just like the human spirits. They are very good at summing up experience in battles. Generally, when encountering a dense concentration of shell guns, they will know that there is a Chinese army headquarters and they will attack fiercely.
If they encounter dense and fierce machine gun fire from the defenders without stopping for a moment, they will be very happy, because this is a new recruit of the Chinese army.
As for the blockade they had just encountered from the Chinese army, the grenades exploded as soon as they hit the ground, giving them no chance to pick them up and throw them back. The machine guns also fired all long bursts. This made them realize that they were encountering the main force of the Chinese army, so they did not hesitate.
Hesitantly called for artillery support.
The earth-shattering sound of artillery sounded, countless flashes of light lit up on the horizon, the shells poured down like raindrops, and the earth set off a terrifying red wave.
The power of the countless mountain artillery and howitzer volleys was astonishing. The scorching shells seemed to boil the cold air, and the roaring shells made people's scalp numb.
Wangjiazhuang, a few hundred meters away from Yang Ling's position, became the target of artillery fire. Countless artillery shells rumbled down, and amid the violent explosions, turbid smoke and dust filled the air.
The rotten wood of those low houses and the water tanks were all blown up. Wangjiazhuang was like paper, and was immediately torn to pieces.
The Japanese artillery fire continued, almost turning the entire Wangjiazhuang over. The soil that was turned over by the explosion was yellow at first, then brown, and finally burnt to black.
"My dear, this little devil has eaten explosives." Seeing the devils razing Wangjiazhuang to the ground, even the veterans were no longer calm.
Many people suddenly began to appreciate Yang Ling's foresight in not setting up a position in Zhuangzi, otherwise no one would be left alive.
Wangjiazhuang has become a ruin, with only burning mounds left. The fierceness of the Japanese artillery fire is frightening. Everyone knows that this battle will probably be more cruel than any other.
The thick fog caused the Japanese to misjudge the coordinates and razed Wangjiazhuang to the ground. Yang Ling and the others should have been lucky, but he felt particularly heavy.
"Hu Zi! You go back to Gaoqiao Gate immediately and say that the main force of the Japanese is coming this way!"
The artillery fire was still extending. Yang Ling knew that something was wrong, so he hurriedly asked the guard Huzi to go back and report, hoping to evacuate the place. He did not want to ruin these brothers.
The roar of artillery and the roar of mountains and tsunami of charging shouts have swept over, and the sound dispersed the thick fog, revealing the Japanese soldiers all over the mountains and plains.
Yang Ling looked around and saw that there was at least one large group of thousands of Japs. It seemed that the Japs were really anxious and had to break through here.
Fierce gunfire rang out, and the veterans all knew that it was time to fight. All weapons were fired, bullets flew everywhere, and blood splashed.
"Liu Yidao!"
"Here!" Liu Yidao rushed to Yang Ling in disgrace.
"Take a company and go around to the left! Stop me and stab the Japanese in the middle!"