The sound of gunfire lasted for nearly five minutes before it stopped.
After 250 rounds of artillery shells, no more than 20 meters of complete trench could be seen in Position 1.
"Boom boom boom..."
Eight mortars followed suit and joined the battle.
Its rate of fire was more than twice that of the mountain cannon, and the shells it fired were like rain, continuing to hit the No. 1 position.
The battlefield that had just calmed down was once again enveloped by the sound of artillery.
Mud and gravel flew into the sky along with the explosion and scattered on the ground, causing a second killing.
Gunsmoke once again filled the entire position.
"Batalion Commander, the Japanese have begun to attack." the deputy battalion commander reminded.
"I saw it!" Huang Sheng replied, keeping the telescope in front of his eyes and lying on the edge of the trench, staring at the battlefield motionless.
More than two hundred little Japs formed a line of skirmishers and marched toward the battlefield.
When they were still more than 300 meters away from position No. 1, dozens of heavy machine gunners stopped. In squad units, they rushed towards the nearest high ground carrying heavy machine guns.
"Da da da……"
Soon, the Japanese heavy machine gun squadron joined the battle.
Six heavy machine guns sprayed out six tongues of flame, and the bullets intertwined with each other and flew densely toward the battlefield.
Gunshots rang out, and the Japanese army became more confident in their attack.
The attack speed is significantly accelerated.
When they were still more than a hundred meters away from the position, the little devil's attack speed became faster.
Holding the flat end of the rifle in his hand, he bent over and stared straight ahead along the barrel. As cunning as a monkey, he trotted towards the position to launch the final assault.
"The bombardment of the little devils is about to stop!" Huang Sheng put down the telescope and said.
He pulled out the box cannon hanging from his waist and gave a decisive order: "The guard company is ready for battle. If a company suffers too many casualties, we will rush forward."
"Order the machine gunners in the bunker to obey my orders before they can fire."
"If the Japanese retreat, they will retreat. If the Japanese don't retreat, a machine gun bunker can only keep firing for five minutes, and then they must retreat."
The explosion stopped because there was no wind and the smoke that filled the battlefield did not dissipate quickly.
The battlefield was covered so tightly that nothing could be seen.
Huang Sheng was lying on the ground, holding a box cannon in his hand, and the nose of the machine was wide open, all he could do was worry.
"Batalion Commander, the Japanese are about to reach fifty meters in front of the formation. If we don't get there, we won't have a chance." the guard company commander reminded.
Huang Sheng was also very nervous. He squeezed the cannon tightly and thought for a moment before replying: "Wait a minute."
"There are more than a hundred riflemen in a company. It is impossible for them all to be killed in one shelling."
"There is not a single gunshot on the position now. There is only one possibility: what conspiracy is the first company commander brewing?"
"Bah, bah, bah..."
The familiar shooting sound of Sanba Dagai finally sounded on the battlefield, dense and short.
"Fire guns, I kept thinking about waiting for the Japanese to come closer and use volley guns to deal with them..." Huang Sheng reacted immediately and shouted with surprise on his face.
Within the field of vision, nearly ten Japanese soldiers were hit by bullets that flew by unpreparedly and fell down on the attack path.
"Great job!" the deputy battalion commander's tense nerves relaxed and he exclaimed excitedly.
"Bah bah... da da da..."
The Japs are not vegetarians, and they can react to sudden blows in just a few seconds.
The rifleman lay down, hid behind rocks and bushes, raised his rifle and fired at the position where the gun was fired.
The machine gunner put the crooked handle on the ground and opened fire toward the front.
The heavy machine gun, whose gunfire never stopped, also increased its firepower output, firing bullets at the Eighth Route Army's position at its fastest rate of fire.
The smoke that filled the position now became the company's best cover.
The Japanese couldn't clearly see the company's position, so they could only shoot in a general direction. The firepower was very fierce, and bullets were flying around, but the accuracy was not high, and the combat pressure on the soldiers was not great.
However, through the gunpowder smoke, one could vaguely see the figures of the Japanese dozens of meters away.
Under the cover of the machine gun, he walked bow-legged, bent at the waist, with the flat end of the rifle in his hand, and stared at the front with vigilance, a very standard offensive action.
"Prepare the grenades, fire two more rounds of volleys, and then throw the grenades." The company commander ordered, keeping a close eye on the Japanese.
I was very nervous, and my palms holding the cannon were covered in cold sweat.
The Japanese were too close to their position, and if the subsequent volley of guns and grenades were not coordinated well, they would be able to take advantage of the situation and kill them.
The company commander is not afraid to fight with the Japanese on the bayonet and risk his life with his life.
But this is too much of a loss.
Before the war, the mobilization commander said: A soldier in the garrison must kill at least three imps before he can die.
The Japanese are too good at fighting with bayonets. If they are allowed to charge forward, the best situation is to trade one life for theirs. It is impossible to fight three with one.
"Shoot..." the company commander forced himself to calm down and shouted loudly.
"Bah, bah, bah..."
Short and intensive gunshots rang out again, and at the same time, the Japanese also opened fire.
Several screams were clearly heard nearby.
The smoke surrounding everyone became lighter, and the bullets fired by the Japanese became more and more accurate.
The company commander became even more nervous, and cold sweat flowed down his forehead.
He knew he couldn't delay it any longer, otherwise the Japanese would throw grenades into the trenches, which would cause trouble.
Immediately ordered: "Keep shooting, and throw the grenade after firing!"
The company commander grabbed a grenade and removed the tab with force.
A puff of white smoke will soon come out from the wooden handle of the grenade. Wait two seconds before throwing it out with force.
In the trenches, more than a hundred grenades roared into the air, densely hitting the heads of the Japanese attacking troops.
The grenades produced in the garrison arsenal are different from the grenades produced in the border area.
All the production equipment comes from the Taiyuan Arsenal of that year, and the production process is almost the same as that of the hand grenades made by Jin.
Jin-made grenades are famous for their powerful power, so the grenades equipped by the garrison are also very powerful.
In an instant, grenades exploded in the air above the heads of the Japanese soldiers, and some exploded after hitting the ground. The short and continuous explosions were deafening, and the flying grenade fragments flew in front of the formation with the breath of death, taking away one life after another.
The twenty or so Japs at the front were instantly submerged in the explosion and lost all movement.
However, such losses did not deter the remaining Japanese.
The covering fire was more intense and more precise than before.
The grenade launchers accompanying the team's attack also join the battle.
The grenades were fired into a company position without any money, and several soldiers were directly hit and their heads were missing.
The Japs took the opportunity to attack forward. While attacking, several Japs freed their right hands and reached for the grenades on their waists.
The company commander raised the box gun and kept pulling the trigger, trying to prevent the Japanese troops from approaching the position and throwing grenades.
One magazine was quickly emptied, but the Japanese offensive was not blocked.
Many people broke through the grenade interception and rushed toward the position while shouting slogans and holding grenades in their hands.
Five meters, as long as they rush forward another five meters, which is just two seconds, they can throw the grenade into the trench and cause huge damage to the first company.
The company commander's heart went straight to his throat, and he replaced the pistol with a new magazine as quickly as possible, preparing for a pursuit.
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