The winter offensive was in full swing. Braving the biting cold wind, the brave Chinese officers and soldiers launched wave after wave of attacks on the Japanese positions.
“Bang bang bang!”
On the battlefield in Gaoyou, mortar shells continued to fall on the charging crowd, setting off masses of blood and scorched earth, but the Japanese were still unable to stop the charging momentum of the Chinese officers and soldiers.
"kill!"
The junior officers at the forefront were almost all burnt black by gunpowder smoke. Several days of fighting had made them disheveled, but it was still difficult to conceal the fierce murderous aura exuding from their bodies.
"Teng Teng Teng -"
The enemy's light and heavy weapons all opened fire, and dense rain of bullets enveloped the battlefield. The smoke of explosions and billowing smoke obscured the battlefield. Bullets were flying across the battlefield, hitting the bodies that rushed forward and causing blood to splash.
The hoarse roars of the officers rang out across the entire battlefield. The first wave of charging Chinese officers and soldiers all fell under the joint stranglehold of the Japanese Type 92 heavy machine guns, grenades, mortars, and mountain artillery.
The officers and soldiers who were seriously injured by the bullets were still covering their wounds, dragging their guns and holding grenades as they crawled toward the Japanese positions, leaving blood grooves behind them.
"Call artillery fire!"
General Ma Yuren, commander of the first major guerrilla route, saw that more than two hundred people who rushed forward were slaughtered in the blink of an eye. Tears flashed in the eyes of this thin and tough soldier.
"咻咻咻......"
Artillery shells passed over the heads of the guerrilla brothers from the simple artillery position behind them, leaving clearly visible bullet marks, and hit the Japanese position a few hundred meters ahead.
"Boom, boom, boom!"
Although artillery shells are not as powerful as heavy artillery, in the face of the artillery's rapid fire, in the billowing black smoke, the sandbags, machine guns, and bodies outside the Japanese trenches were still constantly blown away.
torn into pieces.
A shrill wail came from the billowing smoke ahead, and black ash fell from the smoke-covered sky, like a snowfall.
The death squads of the second wave of guerrilla troops had taken advantage of the shelling and quickly rushed into the trenches on the front line. They pressed their bodies against the trench walls, waiting for the order to attack, and the sound of heavy breathing was heard.
The troops led by General Ma Yuren have been fighting with the Japanese and puppet troops outside Gaoyou for several days. The two sides fought repeatedly for the position, and the killing was bloody.
The entire trench was charred black, with mutilated limbs and internal organs scattered randomly, and broken guns stained with dark red blood lying there quietly.
Although they are guerrilla troops, this time it is a counterattack across the board. Not only Gaoyou, but also nearby Yancheng, Baoying, and the southern Jiangsu area are fighting.
Moreover, on the frontal battlefield, the Chinese officers and soldiers who had just completed their training were also launching a fierce offensive against the Japanese invaders, so their guerrillas also gathered together to fight a tough battle again. They also wanted to regain the city and eliminate the Japanese invaders.
Artillery shells continued to fall in the direction of the Japanese positions, and bursts of explosive flames rose up under the dark sky. From time to time, flying bones, debris and pieces of meat fell on the heads of the people on the ground.
The brothers couldn't care less. They were already tattered, dirty, and covered in dark red blood stains. It was unclear whether they could come back alive this time.
"This is enough for the devil to drink from a pot."
A brother carefully poked his head out of the trench and observed the Japanese who were covered by artillery fire a few hundred meters away. It was already dark over there, and the flashes of explosions flashed from time to time, like a ferocious thunderstorm.
There were also newly recruited recruits who were clutching the tattered rifles in their hands. They were out of bullets, and only the gapped bayonets hanging in front were still glowing with cold light.
"Kid, come on, have a drink."
Seeing the young recruits who were about as tall as a rifle, a veteran lit his last cigarette and took a deep breath, then took off the water bottle from his waist and handed it to him.
Seeing the veteran with a kind face, the young recruit tremblingly took the kettle, raised his head and took a sip. He drank too fast, choked and coughed, and his face turned red.
"This is not water..." the young recruit said while coughing.
"Hahaha, I didn't say it was water. This is a good burning knife. If you drink it, you will be invulnerable to the enemy." The veteran smiled proudly and took a sip of it for himself.
The brothers who lined up in the trenches and were preparing to charge saw the veterans teasing the new recruits, with smiles on their faces mixed with dirt and smoke. They seemed to have seen the scene when they first became soldiers.
"Brothers! We are the first guerrilla army! The brothers of the 89th Army have already captured several counties. We can't let anyone compete with us! The little devil is the son of a bastard. Let's rush up and smash him to pieces.
Their bastard shells, let the Chinese people see that our guerrilla army is not bad either!"
A captain who led the charge had his head wrapped in bleeding gauze, but he was determined to die.
"Use all your strength to me. If you rush forward and destroy the Japs, we will drink and eat meat together. If we fail, we will all die. When we go underground, we will fight side by side against the Japs!"
The company commander spoke impassionedly, and the blood in the brothers' bodies was boiling.
"Mount bayonets! Prepare to charge!"
After the company commander finished speaking, he looked at the dark sky, estimated that the shells were almost gone, and ordered coldly.
At this moment, a harsh roar came from the sky, and six Japanese planes rushed out of the clouds and headed straight for the artillery position behind them.
"Boom!"
There were rumbling explosions from the guerrilla artillery positions, and Japanese planes were swooping and firing back and forth.
"superior!"
The company commander leading the charge glanced at the smoke-filled artillery position behind him, held the blood-stained trench with one hand, and jumped out.
The Japanese planes have already arrived to assist in the battle. After dealing with the artillery, it is time to deal with them. Therefore, if they want to survive, they have to stick up and strangle with the Japanese, otherwise they will have to wait for the Japanese planes to wreak havoc.
A barrage of bayonets surged out of the trench, quickly passed through the buffer zone filled with craters and corpses, and rushed towards the Japanese position.
There were no roars of killing, only bayonets moving forward and strong bodies. Through the smoke, they could already see the Japanese soldiers running around and shouting in the trenches.
The Japanese soldiers were exhausted after fighting for several days, and faced a round of shelling with many casualties.
Many bunkers and sandbags were blown away, and before they had time to treat the wounded and regain their positions, the guerrilla death squads pounced on them.
"Team 1, stop them!"
Seeing the guerrilla officers and soldiers rushing towards them with murderous intent, the Japanese captain also broke out in cold sweat on his forehead.
The charge of the guerrilla officers and soldiers must be blocked before they can regain their defense line, otherwise if they let them break in, this area will be destroyed.
"Kill Gai Gai!" After receiving the order, the Jaap squad leader suddenly pulled out his saber and drew it forward fiercely.
The heads of dozens of gray-faced Japanese soldiers were still buzzing from the roar of the shelling, but when they saw their commander rushing out, they all faced the charging guerrilla officers and soldiers with bayonets in hand and screams.