After the shelling stopped, the voices coming from everywhere were shouting "enter the trenches", one after another.

The gunpowder smoke makes the lungs very uncomfortable, and more coughing sounds are heard in the smoke.

Perhaps this was the order. Soldiers from the Second Company and the Ninth Company emerged from the artillery holes. It was strange that the Japanese attack was all from the north this time. No Japanese soldiers were found gathering in the other three directions.

The Japanese attacking from the north have already charged to a position fifty or sixty meters away from the edge of the village. The distance of fifty meters may take ten seconds. If it were not for guarding the Eighth Route Army in the village, it may only take six or seven seconds, in the blink of an eye.

Indeed, no one on the Eighth Route Army disappointed the Japs. The first thing that fired was the heavy machine gun. If the courtyard wall had not been blown down by the Japs' shells and the position had been reset, the machine gun would have erupted a few seconds earlier.

Tongue of Fire, sitting behind the machine gun is Mancang.

There was gunpowder smoke everywhere. Anyway, Boss Hu requested that after the Japanese bombardment, a shuttle should be fired towards the north. His shuttle did not have many bullets, only 250 rounds.

The machine gun was firing slowly, intermittently, and the Japanese who were about to enter the village had to lie down on the ground, just like the security forces lying in the pit in front.

The heavy machine gun was firing, and the Japanese grenadiers followed up from behind. They moved quickly, setting up the gun, releasing the bomb, and pulling the trigger, all in one go. Although the position of the heavy machine gun in the village in front could not be seen, the approximate position could be estimated.

, boom, boom, two grenades flew into the air.

The grenade also hit a little closer, hitting the outside of the wall of the machine gun position. The earthen wall had been destroyed by mortars once. There were piles of soil underneath, and a burst of mud and sand flew everywhere. The warehouse was also hit.

The sand he brought up blew into his eyes. As a last resort, the machine gun stopped and one bullet chain had just been fired.

While rubbing his eyes, he fumbled for the canvas bullet chain.

The Japanese Army Sergeant was leading the troops to attack forward and gave a thumbs up to the grenadier soldiers. The artillery fire was so powerful that the heavy machine gun was destroyed with just two grenades.

Wave, don't say a word, keep moving forward quietly...

...

Xiao Hongying used the temptation of shooting machine gun bullets to get the second company to connect the trenches. The newly dug communication trench led directly to the trench in the north of the village.

The village was not big to begin with. Apart from most of the houses and yards, there was not much open space.

The one running at the front was Tang Dagou, apart from the soldiers of the second company of course.

The soldiers of the Second Company could not even see their shadows now. They could only hear the sounds of those who fell and got up again. The smoke was everywhere, and people could not be seen clearly even after a few steps. Most of the soldiers of the Second Company had entered the trenches and trenches to the north.

Those courtyards of ordinary people.

Xiao Hongying's two glass beads shone brightly: "Hey, this is a good opportunity to fight the Japanese!"

Luo Fugui pulled out her favorite Thompson submachine gun from her bag, took Wu Shitou and rushed to the trench to the north. The good shooting position had long been occupied by the soldiers of the second company.

The mission of the Ninth Company is to defend the south and west sides. The Ninth Company has nothing to do with the north side. The trenches here were deepened by someone smoking in the afternoon. The little girl stood in them and couldn't see anything, cursing her mother.

I couldn't see clearly the situation to the north even if I jumped up and down. The village was still full of smoke, and there were bushes outside the trenches. It was hard to see.

He cursed loudly: "What the hell, Gao Yidao, this bastard, is bullying everyone!"

Wu Shitou took off the engineering shovel from his back and started digging soil next to him, as if he wanted to fill the land in front of him with soil.

The mule came up from behind: "Boss Hu asked you to defend the south. Why are you coming north?"

Xu Xiaoli, who was following him, echoed incessantly.

Tang Dagou, who had been lying beside the trench for a while, said in the smoke: "That's it, what the hell are we doing here?"

Luo Fugui's answer was that the gun bolt was in place, the bullet was loaded, and an excited voice said: "Take a wave and then leave!"

The mule immediately raised his voice: "Just because you two are running fast, look at that stinky character, you are a leech. Wherever there is a noise, you are nowhere to be found."

Xiao Hongying raised her voice: "Big dog, have you seen Li Xiang?"

Big Dog: "Isn't that the one next to him? The Japanese couldn't kill him even though they fired so many cannons."

"Mule, have the Japanese from the south come up?"

Luo Fugui leaned on the edge of the trench: "Boss Hu just said that the Japanese were attacking from the north. The village where the artillery fire was carried out was full of smoke. Attacking from both ends is easy to cause accidental damage. I guess the Japanese will not attack from the south. I didn't see the south side before the artillery fire."

There should be no gathering of devils."

"You are so shameless. You have been staying in that rat hole. How do you know there are no Japanese in the south?"

"How do I know, you wicked bastard? It's none of your business, hey, I just know that Boss Hu asked you to go south!"

"Okay, I'll leave as soon as I finish playing."

A shuttle, isn't it just a blink of an eye? Xiong was not in a hurry now: "Okay, as promised, it's just a shuttle, if it doesn't move, it will turn into a bastard."

Although the Japs' cannon monsters are scary, they don't shoot cannons anymore, so what are they afraid of? Hey, my aunt's bullets are not a vegetarian either. I'm going to shoot a wave of them, then turn around and run south through the village.

Because of the excitement, his little face became sinister and ferocious: "This time I am taking advantage in vain. My aunt will never let go of such a good opportunity!" He took the gas mask from Wu Shitou's hand, took off the military cap, and was covered by the military cap.

The braids that are held down are all standing up, this hair is so powerful!

I pulled out the telescope and looked again. I couldn't see clearly in the smoke. Unexpectedly, my head was covered by a steel helmet. Without warning, I was smashed directly into the floating soil in front of the trench. I chewed a mouth full of mud, and my braid was also

Feeling depressed.

"Damn it, you're so stupid!" He turned around and immediately yelled at Wu Shitou, but he didn't try to pull it off. Anyway, if he did, he would be covered again and he would have to suffer the consequences.

The mule was already laughing so much that he squatted in the trench and was out of breath: "My dear grandma, if I don't die in the hands of the devils, I will have to laugh to death at the hands of you two idiots."

The heat brought by the house fires ignited by the explosion of Japanese artillery shells slowly rose into the sky with gunpowder smoke, and the visibility at the edge of the village gradually increased.

The sharp-eyed soldiers finally discovered that the Japs attacking from the north had almost reached the edge of the woods. The Japs' line was about thirty meters away from the front. The helmets were shaking and the bayonets were shining with cold light. The Japs' movements were really fast. The heavy machine guns stopped.

After just a few words, everyone rushed forward.

The Japanese did not shoot, but kept crawling nervously. The sound of their clothes rubbing against the ground could be clearly heard.

The fastest crawling Japanese was only ten or twenty meters away from the protruding trench. What were he waiting for? A strange scream rang out from the trench, causing a series of strange screams.

The rifle immediately fired, then burst into flames, followed by a burst of grenades flying out.

Tang Dagou, who was watching the joke, quickly turned around and let out a strange bark. He quickly pulled the bolt and the bullet rushed out and flew into the sky.

The Japanese who were discovered no longer crawled, but immediately squatted down and raised their guns to fight back. Several black guys also threw them at them.

The Japanese did not expect that they would be able to invade the village so smoothly. Now that they were discovered, the sergeant immediately ordered a surprise attack.

Kill the chicken... Before Po Luo's voice could even finish the last sound, a .45 bullet penetrated his chest. The sergeant was very sorry. The world in front of him gradually turned gray. I was still missing.

Just one note, can’t you let me finish shouting?

As soon as the sound of "ta-tat-tat-tat" reached his ears, the sergeant's world turned black.

The monster wears a helmet and a gas mask. In the hands of the elf, who is no taller than the trench and is pinned down by the helmet, the Thompson submachine gun trembles violently, with continuous gun impact sounds, .45-caliber bullets whizzing, and the shooting

The speed is two or three times faster than the crooked handle, and it is unscrupulous and spraying death warheads crazily.

The Japs were too close and wanted to turn the muzzle of the rifle, but the strange bullets gave them no time at all. The bushes in front of them were shot everywhere, but it did not affect the progress of the bullets.

Wherever the bullet passed, it created a cloud of blood mist, which slowly connected in a series. The bullet tore apart everything in its path. Occasionally, a bullet hit the edge of the Japanese helmet, and the ricochet shot out a ball of sparks, blue and gray.

The smoke of gunpowder was gradually replaced by clusters of blood mist!

Until the last cartridge case in the fifty-round magazine popped out of the gun body, it fell into a pile of uncompacted floating soil in front of the trench. The residual temperature of the cartridge cases slowly turned the moisture in the soil into white water vapor.
Chapter completed!