Chapter 163: Attack, attack, and die on the way to charge

This time, the Japanese finally suffered casualties.

There is no way, with so many people shooting at the same time, even a few of them can be fooled.

However, this small number of casualties did not cause much harm to the Japanese. The Japanese were not afraid at all.

"Warriors, behind these Tubal Roads, there is the flower girl you want. There is a huge ocean of gold. Rush for me, kill for me..."

The Japanese officers were cheering the Japanese crazy.

"Warriors, just rush forward and eliminate these Tubal Road, and we can enjoy it to our heart's content. Show your courage and kill them..."

The Japanese soldiers immediately made various tactical moves and rushed towards the position, as if they were on fire.

The Japs were doing various tactical moves and running S-shaped routes. It was really not easy for the soldiers to hit them.

The Japanese charged wildly and soon reached a distance of two hundred meters.

Wang Hao had already returned the gun to Zheng Xiong and asked them to practice their marksmanship.

Wang Hao, like most soldiers, just sat there with his back to the trench and smoked. He didn't even stand up to look at the Japanese. It was as if the Japanese had nothing to do with them.

The Japs were closer, and the soldiers' hit rate was also higher. The Japs were shot one by one and fell into a pool of blood.

The Japanese with grenade launchers at the back took a look, quickly set up their grenade launchers and began to fire wildly at the independent regiment's position.

There was no way, Li Yunlong could only lead the soldiers to hide in the trenches.

This trench was dug with a slight reverse slope.

As long as the shells didn't fall into the trenches, there was nothing the Eighth Route Army soldiers could do.

The most important thing is that there is only one trench. If it is farther away, you can fly over it. If you are closer, you still can't fall into the trench.

Only occasionally one or two shells fell into the trenches, causing casualties to the soldiers of the independent regiment.

But even so, a barrage of artillery fire would cause at least hundreds of soldiers to be killed or injured.

But there was no way, the Eighth Route Army soldiers could only grit their teeth and endure it.

The Japs quickly rushed to 70 or 80 meters, and the Japs' grenade launchers gradually stopped bombing.

The soldiers quickly seized the opportunity, stuck their guns out of the trenches, and fired at the Japanese dozens of meters away.

Two heavy machine guns and six light machine guns also began to fire at the Japanese.

Two heavy machine guns and six light machine guns may seem like a lot, but when they are distributed along a defense line of nearly 4,000 meters, they seem so insignificant.

The officers of the Little Japanese Army were very excited about the firepower of Tubalu.

With such a long line of defense and so little firepower, the little devils can break through their line of defense with just one charge.

So the little devils were also very excited and rushed forward crazily.

But Tubalu's guns were not insignificant either. The Japanese who were rushing in front fell on the charging road one by one.

Those Japs who were not dead could only lie on the ground, waiting for the Japs behind to rush up and charge together.

Soon, the Japs arrived at the 50-meter mark, because those in front were waiting for those behind, and by the time they reached the 50-meter mark, they were already densely packed with little Japs.

At fifty meters, even though the attack was from above, as long as the little devils were given a minute or two, they would be able to rush to the position and break through Tubalu's defense line.

However, Tubal Road's firepower was obviously insufficient and could not stop the little devil at all.

The Eighth Route Army soldiers could only take out grenades and throw them crazily at the little Japs in front.

"Boom boom boom boom..."

"Boom boom boom boom..."

In front of the position, explosions continued, and many little devils were blown up.

Those Japanese officers were anxious.

"Warriors, Tubal Road's position is right in front of us. Let's work harder and rush forward to eliminate them. Kill them all..."

"Kill me..."

The devils are crazy.

The little devils lying on the ground no longer pretended to be dead. They got up from the ground and charged forward crazily.

As long as one person rushes to the Eighth Route Army's position, he can break through their defense line. If we don't fight hard now, when will we wait?

The soldiers of the Eighth Route Army were even more unable to withstand the devil's madness.

A soldier shouted loudly: "Mr. Wang, the Japanese are only twenty meters away from us. We can't hold it anymore."

In the trenches, countless Eighth Route Army soldiers looked at Wang Hao's position.

Wang Hao threw away his cigarette butt and said to a soldier next to him: "Brother, raise the flag! It should be our turn to work."

The soldier nodded, decisively raised the red flag in his hand, and waved it wildly.

On the battlefield, this red flag flying high suddenly appeared, which was very conspicuous.

When the Japs saw it, a bad premonition came to their hearts.

However, at this moment, they have already rushed to the position of 20 meters. As long as they are given a few dozen seconds, they will definitely be able to break through the defense line of Tubal Road.

The Japs became even more crazy. In front of the position, there were all densely packed little Japs. In the next moment, the Tubal Road position was about to be annihilated.

On the battlefield, in front of the trench.

The mountains and plains are filled with densely packed little devils. The scene is absolutely spectacular!

If there was a sightseeing plane looking down from the sky at this time, it would be a dense swarm of ants. It would seem that the mountains in front of it would be submerged.

Koizumi Junzaburo, the commander of the 29th Brigade, was watching this scene with a telescope from behind, and he felt quite wowed!

Tuba Road is nothing more than that! I won it in one attack.

Well, there should be a reinforcement group on Tubal Road here, right?

This will be the first group to be eliminated by me, Junzaburo Koizumi.

At this time, Junzaburo Koizumi was already dreaming about the days after his meritorious deeds.

However, at this moment.

At this moment the red flag is waving.

Wang Hao suddenly stood up and placed the crooked light machine gun in his hand on the trench.

At the same time, countless gun muzzles protruded from the trenches of the Eighth Route Army.

Czech light machine guns, crooked light machine guns, and 92 heavy machine guns were all rolled out one after another.

The most important thing is that there are more than 150 submachine guns. American submachine guns sent by Kazuki Yamamoto.

"Ah...Nani, what the hell is this?"

"No, we fell into a trap..."

When countless little devils saw this scene, they suddenly felt distraught and had the urge to turn around and run for their lives.

However, it was too late.

The Eighth Route Army soldiers gave them no chance to escape.

As soon as the muzzle of the gun was extended, it spurted out angry flames.

Light machine gun: "Da da da da da..."

Heavy machine gun: "Thud, tug, tug, tug..."

Submachine gun: "Tick tick tick tick tick tick..."

Countless automatic gun muzzles were fired almost simultaneously, and countless bullets formed fiery snakes of death, crisscrossing back and forth in front of the position.

The Japs who rushed at the front were shot several times in an instant, and were immediately beaten into countless parts flying in the air.

The Japanese fell down faster than wheat. They were all shot several times and were either beaten into sieves or beaten into parts.

"Da da da da da..."

"Tu tu tu tu tu tu tu..."

"Tick tick tick tick tick tick..."

Countless bullets erupted from the trenches, and the Japanese who were slightly behind were knocked to the ground without even understanding what was happening.

The thirty meters in front were cleared in just ten seconds. The Japanese didn't even have a chance to get down.

Hundreds of automatic firepowers, at this moment, all turned into sharp weapons for harvesting lives.

The Eighth Route Army soldiers opened fire while shouting, as if they wanted to vent all the repression they had just been suppressed and beaten by the little devils.

"Ah ah ah, you little devils, go to hell..."

"Kill me, comrades..."

The soldiers held their guns tightly and fired wildly at the Japanese in front of them.
To be continued...