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Chapter 963

The Japanese reinforcements were one kilometer away, and the battalion leader was running in the middle of the team, very anxious, especially after the explosions on the battlefield stopped.

"Everyone, speed up and reinforce the battlefield!" the captain shouted as he ran with bow-legged steps.

"All the riflemen have their bayonets loaded, and the machine gunners have their bullets loaded. The Eighth Route Army has already begun to attack. Their attack distance is farther than ours, so they will definitely rush to the defense line first. We must attack the defense line before they have a firm foothold and use bayonets to eliminate them.

On the defensive line."

"Mortar squadron, heavy machine gun squadron, keep up with the team and provide fire support to the troops at any time."

"Warriors, kill them all..."

The captain whipped out his command sword, held it high in his hand, pointed the blade forward, and shouted loudly like a knight.

After rushing forward for two hundred meters, gunfire came from the defense line.

The captain was even more anxious than before: "We have to speed up. The remaining imperial troops on the defense line are making their final stand. The Eighth Route Army must be about to rush into their position."

"The troops dispersed into a battle formation, and we just fought our way through."

The Japs on the second line of defense were all concentrated in the trench line, so the casualties were even greater.

Less than one of the two infantry squadrons could still breathe, and many people were injured or knocked unconscious by the explosion.

Many people were suddenly hit by the offensive firepower from the guard camp before they even woke up.

A few dozen old Japanese who reacted quickly fought back desperately, killing and wounding many soldiers from the guard camp.

But they exposed themselves as soon as they fired.

At least one machine gun stared at their hiding spot and fired, and the bullets flew past them as if they were costless.

New recruits are afraid of cannons, veterans are afraid of machine guns.

The Japs were very powerful in combat, but they were helpless in the face of the airtight rain of bullets.

Either you will be beaten head-on and beaten into a sieve, or you will be a coward and hide in the trenches without showing your face...

Chen Quan stared at the guard camp all the way, not wanting to waste a second.

When he saw the guard battalion charging towards the Japanese defense line, he immediately shouted.

"The guard battalion has occupied the Japanese position. The air defense battalion speeds up and rushes forward. It takes the shortest time to set up machine guns and prepare for battle. The Japs are about to rush over."

When we rushed to the position, the gunpowder smoke that filled the place had not dissipated. Under the cover of night, everything was gray.

More than three hundred Japanese corpses, some intact and some blown to pieces, fell to the ground in various postures and could be seen everywhere.

The air was filled with the pungent and strong smell of blood.

Chen Quan ignored this, frowned and began to scan the entire position to determine the specific location of the anti-aircraft machine gun.

In a few seconds, a commanding height in the middle of the position came into Chen Quan's field of vision. He raised his eyebrows and began to issue orders.

"The terrain is the highest there, and three anti-aircraft machine guns are deployed to attack the follow-up troops of the reinforcements. We go there one company at a time."

"The second platoon of the company went to the left wing of the position and attacked the little Japanese in the center from the side."

"The 1st platoon of the 2nd company goes to the right wing of the position. The mission is the same as the 2nd platoon of the 1st company."

"Others defend frontally."

"I'm going to use the three firepower nets of high, middle and low to defeat the reinforcements of the little devils at once."

The Japanese captain had a very bad feeling.

The gunfire on the defensive line stopped for just over a minute, and then a large number of people appeared on the position.

After another minute, these figures disappeared.

In the huge battlefield, except for the faint sound of cannons not far away, there was no movement at all.

On the battlefield, what soldiers fear most is silence.

It means that the enemy must be brewing some conspiracy that he doesn't know about.

The Eighth Route Army, which had just occupied the defense line, must have seen itself, and would not remain indifferent as it approached the defense line.

The captain wanted to order the troops to stop, conduct artillery reconnaissance first, blow up the conspiracy prepared by the opponent, and then attack.

But time waits for me.

The Eighth Route Army had just occupied the defensive line and its foothold was not yet stable.

Regardless of whether there is a conspiracy or not, launching an attack now has the best chance of retaking the position.

If you wait one more minute, the temporary defense line established by the Eighth Route Army on the position will be more stable, and the chance of regaining the position will be slimmer.

Before departure, the commander of the regiment issued a fatal order to hold the second line of defense at all costs, otherwise everyone's efforts yesterday would be in vain and everything would have to start from scratch.

The captain decided to take a gamble.

Seize the opportunity of the Eighth Route Army's unstable foothold and attack it fiercely regardless of whether there is any conspiracy on the ground.

It was successful and everyone was happy.

If it fails, retreat and attack again.

He raised the command knife he had been holding in his hand and gave a decisive order.

"The infantry deployed in combat formation, assaulted the position, and recaptured it from the Eighth Route Army."

"Heavy machine gun squadron and mortar squadron, establish positions on the spot to cover the infantry assault."

On the battlefield, Chen Quan squatted half-crouched on the commanding heights of the position, staring unblinkingly at the little Japs coming towards him, excited and expectant.

Three anti-aircraft machine guns were mounted on tripods, their long barrels extending out of the position, pointing directly at the little Japanese a few hundred meters away.

The machine gunner held the handle of the machine gun tightly, with his shoulder on the butt of the gun, aiming through the crosshairs at the approaching Japs.

The ammunition hand squatted beside him, changing the magazine of the machine gun at any time.

"Batalion Commander, the Japanese have divided their forces!" reminded the platoon leader squatting next to him.

"I saw it!" Chen Quan replied without changing his expression.

"Pass it down: One company and one platoon cross over the Japanese infantry to attack the artillery behind them. The first company's two platoons and the second company's one platoon attack the Japanese heavy machine gun squadron from both sides of the position. It just so happens that they have also arranged two machine gun positions."

"Others are attacking the little Japanese infantry head-on. Only when they follow my orders can they fire!"

Where the Japanese troops were stationed, Colonel Takahashi never left the battlefield.

Whether the reinforcements can recapture the lost second line of defense and maintain yesterday's results depends on the next assault.

As for the artillery, he had given up hope.

Three mountain artillery squadrons and two infantry artillery squadrons were overwhelmed by less than twenty mortars from the garrison.

Other artillery units are still gathering troops. Next, they need to establish artillery positions and determine the shooting points before firing.

By the time they do all this, the battle may be over.

"Sir, there are still 200 meters left before the reinforcements are about to attack. The Eighth Route Army must not be ready yet, otherwise how could it not have fired yet." The chief of staff was full of confidence in the upcoming assault.

Colonel Takahashi said nothing.

Although he had only been in contact with the garrison for one day and one night, he was deeply impressed by the garrison's powerful combat effectiveness, fearless fighting style, and unpredictable tactics...

Facing this kind of opponent, his confidence to win this battle was exhausted long before the day.

At this moment, facing this surprise battle that had not yet started, he didn't know what unknowns it was filled with.

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