"Boooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo attacks." The attack started with three screams followed by explosions.
As soon as the mortars fired, grenades, heavy machine guns, light machine guns, and even rifles equipped by the infantry all fired artillery shells and bullets at the independent positions.
In the simple trenches, soldiers were constantly being blown out of the trenches, and then were beaten into a hornet's nest by bullets in the air. They were covered in bloody holes and suffered from low-grade fever, and died.
Most of the recruits who participated in the battle for the first time turned pale instantly.
Feng Tao himself was a veteran, but he was also frightened by the powerful offensive firepower of the Japanese army.
Listening to the whizzing sound of bullets flying past his head, Feng Tao himself felt his scalp numb, let alone ordinary soldiers.
But as a commander and a veteran of the Long March, Feng Tao quickly sobered up. He frowned and said to the company platoon leader beside him: "The Japanese attack firepower is too fierce. Shooting against them will lead to death. We can only fight them in close combat to weaken them."
Their firepower!”
"Tell the soldiers to hide, and no one can show up without my order. A veteran will lead three recruits, and prepare grenades and hand grenades!"
Soon, more than fifty Japanese soldiers lined up in a skirmish line reached fifty meters in front of the formation.
The Japanese army's three heavy machine guns, which were called Zhenghuan, had no terrain advantage and had no choice but to stop firing in order to avoid accidental damage.
The number of bullets flying overhead was suddenly reduced by half. Although shells and grenades continued to rain down from the sky, the tense expressions of Feng Tao and the surrounding soldiers were visibly relaxed.
"The machine gunner is ready to shoot! Others, prepare grenades and grenades!" Feng Tao immediately ordered.
At this time, the attacking Japanese soldiers had changed from a trot to a sprint.
From a distance of fifty meters, if nothing unexpected happens, he can rush up in ten seconds.
At this time, a random cannonball may cause accidental damage.
Therefore, in addition to the grenade launchers continuing to fire grenades at suspicious targets on the position, the mortars also stopped.
Forty meters away, when the charging Japanese began to prepare grenades, even though there were still bullets flying backwards above their heads, Feng Tao couldn't care less.
He quickly emerged from the trench, raised his loaded Mauser pistol, and fired at the Japanese who were close at hand.
"Machine gun fire, throw grenades!" An explosive command roared out from Feng Tao's mouth and spread throughout the entire position.
There are six crooked weapons in total. Place one on the position and fire.
Coupled with the pistols equipped by Feng Tao and the company platoon leader, hundreds of bullets flew towards the Japanese in just a few seconds.
The Japanese army, which had never expected that the Eighth Route Army would counterattack at this time, was caught off guard and more than a dozen people were killed in one fell swoop.
At this time, according to their training, their subconscious reaction was to lie down on the ground, raise their guns and shoot.
But they didn't. The team leader waved his command knife and shouted: "Warriors, victory is in front of you, keep charging forward and kill everyone!"
"Prepare grenades and use them to blow up the Eighth Route Army on the position!"
As soon as he finished speaking, more than a hundred grenades and grenades emitting white smoke flew out from the position, hitting everyone like raindrops.
The squad leader's face, which was full of confidence just now, instantly turned pale, and then he shouted loudly.
"Baga, it's a grenade, everyone, hurry up and take cover!"
"Boom, boom, boom..." As soon as the command came out, a violent explosion sounded in his ears.
Many Japanese who had no time to lie down were blown over by the explosion.
Even if he falls down in time, it does not necessarily mean that he will survive.
More than a hundred grenades were thrown at him, some exploded in the air, and some hit directly next to the lying Japanese.
In an instant, dozens of Japanese soldiers were blown up and howled like ghosts, causing heavy losses.
The Japanese troops who provided fire cover behind were also frightened. Their crooked rifles and crooked rifles immediately stared at the machine gun positions that had just emerged from the Eighth Route Army.
Soon, many people on the Eighth Route Army position were blown out of the trenches.
Not only that, when the attacking troops and many Japanese soldiers were lying down in hiding, they also threw grenades in their hands at the Eighth Route Army positions.
When the Japanese were surrounded by dense and violent explosions, more than a dozen explosions also sounded from the Eighth Route Army position.
"Continue to smash the grenades and blow up all the people in front!" Feng Tao seized the moment and ordered.
The casualties of the troops are increasing, and he must repel the Japanese within the limits of the troops.
Otherwise, the brutal battle with huge injuries may directly frighten his new recruits into collapse on the battlefield.
"Baga, why are there so many grenades!" The team leader, who was lucky enough to survive, saw a new round of grenades coming from the Eighth Route Army, his pale face turned desperate, and he shouted loudly.
Then, regardless of whether the grenades exploded next to him or not, he jumped up from the ground, raised his feet and fired back, shouting as he ran.
"Retreat, retreat now!"
"Rumble..." The dense and violent explosion directly covered up his command voice.
One of the grenades exploded behind him, and two fragments of the hot airwaves easily penetrated into his back.
The desperate team leader, despite his quick response, still did not escape the favor of death.
"The cunning Eighth Route Army has eaten another of my infantry squads. I will kill them all!" the captain supervising the battle behind them cursed loudly with a pair of red eyes.
Then he ordered with a murderous look on his face: "The artillery will fire immediately and kill the Eighth Route Army on the position. Fire quickly!"
"But we still have our own people on the battlefield!" the vice-captain tactfully reminded.
"Baga, you are confused. With such a violent explosion, do you think there are still a few people left in an infantry squad? Fire immediately. I will blow them all up with artillery shells before the Eighth Route Army hides!" the captain ordered angrily.
Three artillery shells with a screeching sound hit the position without sights and exploded.
The huge power killed several soldiers at once.
"Deputy commander, the Japs are crazy, aren't they afraid of blowing up their own people?" the recruit company commander shouted anxiously to Feng Tao.
"It's not crazy, it's very smart!" Feng Tao replied solemnly.
"Fortunately, the Japanese only have three mortars and not many cannons. We ordered the troops to retreat immediately. The veterans urged the new recruits not to cause chaos, and to withdraw from the battlefield in an orderly manner. Retreat quickly!" Feng Tao followed the order.
The new recruits, who had long been unable to bear it, climbed out of the trenches and ran to the rear as soon as they heard the order to retreat.
But the enemy's machine gun firepower was not indifferent. As soon as they emerged from the trenches, the bullets turned them into a hornet's nest.
Facing death, they finally calmed down.
The helpless veteran next to him immediately reminded: "You've all seen it! No one can escape by running fast on the battlefield. They all follow me, climb out of the trench, and then retreat!"