The helmets of the Japanese soldiers glowed dimly in the dazzling sunlight, and the cold light of the bayonets hanging from the muzzles was heart-stopping.
After being buried in the mountains and ravines for so many days and encountering successive battles, the Japanese soldiers' uniforms were dirty and smelled sour. Their unkempt hair and bloodshot eyes made them look even more ferocious.
"go ahead!"
The Japanese commanders at all levels pulled out their shining sabers and drew them forward with fierce eyes. The Japanese lying on the ground suddenly surged up like a tide and pushed towards the Changling position.
"The devils are coming, prepare to fight!"
In the trenches full of scorched earth and blood stains at the front of Changling, the brothers all set up their guns, and the company and platoon leaders patted the brothers on the shoulders and trotted along the trenches.
The Japanese were arrogant and arrogant. The rows of bayonets glowing with cold light made them look fierce and bloodthirsty. They were pressing forward from all over the mountains and plains, and the murderous intent that came towards them was so oppressive that it was suffocating.
Although Changling is a mountain, its altitude is not very high. Previously, the Japanese and the 58th Division had repeatedly fought in this area. The vegetation was completely blown away by artillery fire, and now it became a bare scorched earth.
"Don't be nervous, wait for the order and then shoot!"
The Japanese soldiers were getting closer and closer, and they were almost three hundred meters away. The veterans were okay, but the faces of those brothers who had only experienced one or two battles were a little pale.
If the distance were any closer, the Japanese would be able to rush into the position in the blink of an eye, and then the next step would definitely be a life-and-death hand-to-hand battle.
Veterans are not afraid of hand-to-hand combat, and will often initiate hand-to-hand combat to counterattack the Japanese. However, just because veterans are not afraid does not mean that new recruits are not afraid. They would rather hide in the trenches and shoot than fight with strong young Japanese with bayonets.
"Stop when you reach 200 meters!"
The Japanese messengers trotted after the Japanese troops who were marching forward, passing new orders to the attacking troops.
The Japs' attack line has been deployed. The width of the skirmisher line is seven to eight hundred meters, and the wave-shaped attack team also has four or five echelons.
The distance between each echelon of the Japanese was about twenty meters. The little Japanese who opened the skirmish line crouched and alternately covered the bodies, stepped over the corpses, crossed the craters and rotten wood, and closed to a distance of two hundred meters.
"Stop!"
The voices of the Japanese commanders rang out one after another. The Japanese soldiers quickly lay down and used the craters, corpses and debris to set up their rifles.
"Shoot!" the voices of Japanese commanders at all levels rang out again.
"Snapped!"
"Snapped!"
"Snapped!"
A row of hot bullets shot out from the muzzle of the Japanese's 38-meter rifle and hit the defenders' position two hundred meters away.
"Puff!"
"Clang!"
"ah!"
The whistling bullets passed through the piles of corpses and landed on the defenders' position. Pillars of mud rose up, holes were made in the sandbags, and some people fell down in the trench holding their bleeding arms.
The Japanese bullets were flying over, and many platoon leaders couldn't bear it anymore and shouted: "Hit! Shoot!"
The brothers had been waiting for this sentence for a long time. They pulled the triggers one after another, and the bullets flew out. For a moment, bullets from both sides were flying randomly, and the crackling gunfire was as lively as a firecracker. The smoke was also filled.
stand up.
"Bah, what are the devils doing?"
Battalion Commander Liu Yidao turned his head and spat out the sand that splashed into his mouth. He looked puzzled at the little Japanese who stopped shooting after hiding 200 meters away.
Because of the firearms, they used to wait for the Japs to approach about a hundred meters before attacking. The hit rate was higher, and they could throw grenades further forward.
But now the Japs neither bombarded nor advanced, but hid two hundred meters away and shot at them, putting them at a sudden disadvantage.
"Damn it, you can't fight like this. We'll suffer a lot if we shoot each other like this."
Deputy battalion commander Qin Shou felt heartbroken when he saw brothers being shot and falling in the trenches one after another. They were all brothers serving rice from the same pot.
The Japanese soldiers are well-trained, and the shooting accuracy of the 38 rifle is very high. Starting to hit people at a distance of 200 meters is just like playing.
But the Chinese officers and soldiers are not good at it, and their firearms are not good. The brothers have not gone through long-term systematic training, so they will suffer a lot from shooting against the little devils.
"Quickly tell the brothers to stop fighting and let the Japanese come over to fight again."
Although Battalion Commander Liu Yidao was usually careless, after Qin Shou reminded him, he discovered the problem. Emotions were a trick played by little devils.
"Stop shooting! Stop shooting!"
Liu Yidao's order was passed down by word of mouth, and soon all the brothers on the battlefield huddled behind the trenches and stopped shooting at the Japanese.
But in the blink of an eye, dozens of brothers were killed and injured by the Japs. It has to be said that the Japs' marksmanship is beyond words.
Liu Yidao and the others stopped shooting, and the Japanese also stopped shooting. They just stayed there neither fighting nor retreating, leaving Liu Yidao and the others with confused faces.
Uncharacteristically, the Japanese took action out of common sense, which made Liu Yidao and the others realize that they had encountered a tough problem.
"It's okay for us to guard so passively. I'll lead my brothers to counterattack. Even if the devils have any tricks, we can discover them in advance."
The two sides had a strange confrontation for more than ten minutes, and Liu Yidao seemed a little impatient.
It would be okay if the Japanese just rushed over to fight, but if they couldn't stop them and were rushed into the position, they would have to fight hand-to-hand with swords, which would only result in more casualties.
But now that the Japs were making such a fuss, Liu Yidao, who had previously been full of confidence, felt uncertain. He couldn't figure out the Japs' plot, so he had no choice but to take the initiative.
"Don't be impulsive. Didn't the group say that we should stay the same to cope with all changes? Let's wait and see."
Seeing that Liu Yidao was about to take the initiative to attack, Deputy Battalion Commander Qin Shou hurriedly pulled him back. Although there were defensive counterattack tactics, the right time had to be chosen.
Although the Japs have not rushed over now, the grenadiers, mortars, and mountain artillery behind them are all facing this way. Once they go out, they will definitely be doomed. Qin Shou still has this self-knowledge.
The abnormal situation in the forward position was quickly reported to Yang Ling. He sent people to both wings to check to prevent being outflanked by the Japanese. After all, the Japanese were very familiar with such tactics.
However, the news soon came back that the two wings did not detect any movement from the Japs, but the nearby 302nd Regiment position had already begun to exchange fire with the Japs.
"What do you want to do, little devil?" Yang Ling also frowned.
The fact that they had advanced to an attack distance of two hundred meters meant that they were ready to attack, but they neither fired artillery nor attacked. What were they waiting for?
Yang Ling raised his head and looked at the smoke-covered sky, his eyelids twitching. The weather was sunny today. Could it be that they were waiting for the plane?
"Notify Liu Yidao immediately and ask them to be on guard against Japanese planes." Yang Ling immediately ordered the communications soldiers who were on standby.
The communications soldier immediately grabbed the phone and called the forward position.