Meng Fanle was still lying on the cannon mirror and observing the situation in front of the position. Suddenly, he felt someone poking him in the back with his hand.

"It's annoying! It's a bit wrong. I found that many little Dongyangs have already touched it on the frontline!"

Turning his head and seeing that it was not spicy. This guy was covered in mud, like a yam egg dug out of the ground

"Don't fucking sting, I've seen it!"

Meng Fuli slapped his hand off in anger, rubbed his chin and thought about what to do next.

It seems that the Japanese are bound to get this attack, and the remaining hundreds of people in their hands are completely unsure of defending the position.

"Not spicy, how many mines are left?"

"Not many, but there are still many explosive packs and grenades."

"As soon as the shelling stops, the Japanese should come up. You ask your brothers to bury all the mines in the position, as well as explosive grenades, all of them will be made into thunders, and leave them a big meal!" Meng Fang ordered in a deep voice.

"Ah? Then we are going to give up our position?" Bula looked at him in confusion.

"How can we be so stupid when fighting? We have been working with the Japanese on the position for more than three days, and it is time to move."

...

Ten minutes later, the Japanese artillery fire gradually became sparse and completely stopped. The Japanese soldiers who had been waiting in front of the position for a long time shouted and launched a charge.

The theoretical security field of infantry and artillery coordination is generally around 150 to 300 meters, and the boundaries of large-caliber howitzers are even larger because they need to prevent error damage from shrapnel, shock waves and artillery shell spots. If the soldiers rush too fast or the artillery does not have time to convert together, they will become their own people to attack themselves.

But it is often impossible to be so accurate on the battlefield. Some elite troops even dare to let infantry enter the range of artillery attacks within a hundred meters and charge against artillery shells.

During the Anti-Japanese War, the Japanese who were anxious to fight often did this. After the artillery bombardment began, they let their infantry get as close to the enemy's position as possible, and they didn't care about the life or death of the infantry, how close they could be. Even Japanese soldiers rushed into a range of 50 meters under their own artillery fire.

However, this is also very likely to cause accidental injury of our own artillery fire, but the deterrence effect on the enemy is quite huge. The soldiers in the position are often still in a state of being bombed by shells. Before the shelling is over, the opponent will rush into the position and strangle them.

Judi decided to invest almost all its troops, and its purpose was to take down the Shuangfeng Mountain position in one fell swoop when the Chinese were tired.

The charge went very smoothly, and the Japanese soldiers of the forward rushed into the position without any effort. What surprised them was that there was not a single Chinese in the position.

"Ronda? What's going on?"

"Be careful! Spread it out!"

boom!

Before entering the position, someone won the grand prize. An explosive pack with companion line was detonated, and the steel balls and iron nails wrapped inside flew around. More than a dozen Japanese soldiers were bombed out of recognition on the spot.

Two kilograms of tnt explosives are not a joke. The explosion shock wave covers a radius of fifty meters, and none of the humanoid creatures within the range are spared.

The explosion seemed to cause a chain reaction. The other Japanese soldiers hurriedly searched for cover, but they couldn't help but step on the mine again in panic. For a moment, explosions broke out on the position, and the scene mixed with the screams of the Japanese became extremely chaotic.

At this time, Meng Fanya had already led his soldiers to retreat to the front of the Lashio military camp and continued to arrange defense lines along the mountains on both sides.

The soldiers had fought for three days and three nights, and each of them was tired and exhausted, so they didn't sleep for more than three hours. Even food was short of food, and they almost became the last.

But there is no way, Lashio must keep guarding, otherwise everything you have paid from the beginning will be in vain if you sacrifice so many soldiers.

The mine formation on Shuangfeng Mountain did not stop the Japanese army for too long. After paying the price of dozens of casualties, the Japanese did not dare to take their lives to explore the way, but instead took a detour from the side. Although it took a lot of time, at least it was safe.

"Report! There are Japanese scattered soldiers on the right wing!"

"Report! A large number of Japanese devils were found in the southwest, attacking our troops!"

...

Before they could catch their breath, the cutting-edge report raised everyone's hearts to their throats. The soldiers endured their physical fatigue and entered their respective positions.

"Have you not contacted the Dragon Article yet?"

"Report to the leader, the radio did not find their signals."

"His uncle is dead, what is this grandson now?" Meng was so angry that he cursed and kept cursing someone who had disappeared.

I touched the empty ammunition bag, and there was no grenade on my body. I took out the remaining dozen bullets and looked at it. I shook my head and silently took off the bayonet and put it on the rifle.

"Who has 6.5 bullets there? Let me be more even!"

"Nothing."

"Can you give you three?"

"You fuck! Three are easy to say?"

...

Milong was holding an empty machine gun magazine and looking for people to ask for it, but where will he go to get ammunition? Now there are less than ten rounds left in each person's pocket.

This is their last inventory, and they have to face the difficult battles that follow, and everyone seems so powerless.

The careful Meng Fuye discovered the clues. If this emotion was allowed to spread, the morale of the entire army would slowly fade away. Perhaps the collapse would only take a moment to reach that time, which was what he least wanted to see.

"Brothers! I just received the news that the reinforcements assigned by the attendees have reached the periphery of Lashio. As long as we persist for a few more hours, the Japanese will have to run away!"

"I know you are very tired, but everyone must understand how difficult it is for us to get to this point. It is all exchanged for the lives of countless comrades."

"For nothing else, we have to kill a few more Japanese short men for those brothers who died in battle to avenge them!"

Meng Fanle loudly boosted morale, but most of the soldiers still looked at him expressionlessly, with a numb and dazed look. As for whether they believed it or not, they only knew.

In fact, the telegraph correspondent was blown away yesterday, and even the only telegraph machine was destroyed. Now he has no idea whether the support has arrived.

Judging from the current situation, the first main group has been crippled, with less than 500 people left in the team of more than 2,000 people, and there are still more than 100 wounded people lying behind and their lives are uncertain.

In fact, those who can survive until now are battlefield veterans who have experienced countless battles. Needless to say, they all know what the outcome will be like next, but people are more or less willing to believe in hope, even if this hope is so slim.

Thinking of this, Meng Fan couldn't help but sigh, and suddenly felt an unprecedented sorrow. He was also holding a hint of luck, but he still couldn't wait for support in the end. Could it be... Did the attendants really give up on them?

Damn, just die! Meng Fan took off his military cap and threw it hard on the ground. Looking at the people in front of him with different expressions, he shouted indignation again:

"If anyone of you wants to leave, I won't stop you. If I choose to stay, I will admire you ten thousand times! But you have to understand one thing. I am annoyed and will only die in front of you, and will never run in front of you!"

The soldiers were all moved by these words and were silent for a moment... One of the veterans who looked in their forties walked out with a gun and silently saluted.

I originally thought he was the first person to escape, but I didn't expect him to say strongly:

"Don't talk about the regiment commander, we all know... Don't worry, there are no cowards here who are afraid of death, only veterans of the Sichuan Army who died in battle!"

Although he didn't say much, every word was heartwarming. From his eyes, he could see the burning unyielding fire, which also represented the will of most of the soldiers present.

"Yes! No matter how hard you are, you can cross the Naihe Bridge again."

"Hmph! Whoever wants to run first asks me if the machine gun in my hand agrees!"

"If you want to leave, you will go, I, Zhang Laoliu, will never run away..."

"The first regiment has not lost a single battle since its establishment, and this time is no exception! If the Japanese want our lives, they have to find a good man!"

As we prepare for the battle, we wait for the battle to move forward again. When we hear the soldiers' heartfelt words, Meng Fan felt that his eyes were a little wet.

Even when it comes to the most difficult time, the soldiers must work together to face the difficulties, and never take a step back even if they die. This is the greatest spirit of the Chinese nation.

"Okay! What are you afraid of your brothers even if you die? Why don't you say that you are together with me?" Meng Fu raised his arms and shouted, and at this time the morale had reached its peak.

"How can I have no clothes every day? I am with you!!!"

………

Kikuto thought he could rest assured after taking the Shuangfeng Mountain position, but when he knew that the enemy not only did not run away but continued to defend behind the mountain, he almost vomited blood. Why are these Chinese people so able to resist?

He still has to hold on to the battle until now, but he really doesn't cry until he sees the coffin. Kikuto immediately ordered the troops to reorganize the troops and sent Chief of Staff Kimura to personally command the battle. He will surely kill all the sick men of East Asia who are ignorant of the world.

"Kill します!"

The brief calm passed quickly, and the Japanese army did not give Meng Fan and others too much time to prepare, and the two sides started a fierce battle again.

Because Shuangfeng Mountain was blocked in front, the Japanese artillery was not useful for the time being, which was also a chance to breathe.

However, even so, the battle situation was still severe, and the lack of ammunition allowed them to put the Japanese within 50 meters before firing fire. This also exposed their own personnel to the eyes of the enemy, and the cost of casualties was very terrible.

Meng Fanle could only take the soldiers to fight and retreat, using the terrain as a detour space, and even risked his life to pick up guns and ammunition from the Japanese corpses.

At 2:30 pm, the two hillsides in front of the barracks were cleared by the Japanese army. Meng Fan had no choice but to retreat to the Lashio Warehouse...

At around 4 pm, the Lashio Warehouse lost its position and was injured by Japanese grenades. In order to avoid the risk of being surrounded, Meng Fanle once again took his remaining troops to the railway station area to continue to deal with the Japanese army...

At five o'clock in the afternoon, the bullets in the team were almost completely exhausted, and the soldiers had to start a cruel hand-to-hand battle with the Japanese. Milong was also stabbed under the ribs during the battle...

At this time, Long Weng and dozens of people finally appeared. They rushed straight from the flanks of the Japanese Central Army, and the Japanese attacking were unable to take care of each other. Finally, they had no choice but to retreat again.

But everyone knows that this is only temporary. The Japanese still have a greater advantage in military strength, and the next wave of attack will arrive soon.

Two groups of people gathered together and quickly cleaned the battlefield and collected ammunition. Meng Fan then found that Long Wen and the others were in a bad condition. Originally, the troops of a company only had sixty or seventy people left, and most of them were injured and there were not many bullets.

Originally, Long Weng planned to take people to the Japanese command when Meng Fan faced the front line, but although the experienced Chrysanthemum sent most of the troops, he still left an infantry squadron and logistics auxiliary troops beside him. At a rough look, at least four or five hundred people were with him.

Long Wenhua realized that it would be difficult for the dozens of exhausted and inadequate ammunition to successfully implement the beheading plan by relying on the dozens of soldiers around him, so he decisively gave up his actions and turned back to support him.

When it was almost six o'clock, the remaining more than 200 people were curled up in the southwest corner of the railway station, and dozens of wounded people were lying in a warehouse where supplies were stored.

The Japanese army slowly surrounded the train station. They knew that the Chinese were just turtles in the jar, and they were not in a hurry to attack, and even began to persuade them to surrender like cat-show mice.

"The Chinese inside listened and immediately put down their weapons and surrendered to the Great Japanese Imperial Army! Only in this way can you have a chance to survive!"

A Japanese soldier with a duck voice was shouting at the station with a loudspeaker. The soldiers were extremely disgusted and felt disgusted when they listened to this half-baked Chinese.

"I'll say it again, put down your weapons and surrender immediately, otherwise you all will have to..."
To be continued...