"Papa...dadada...papa...cah...cecece..."

The chaotic gunshots were circulating back and forth on the mountains around Yunling, only conveying the gunshots to the mountains to the west.

"Old Xing, Commander... over there... hiss... how is it?" In the evacuation of the Independent Regiment, Commander Li Wenying was carried on a stretcher, with a thick bandage wrapped around his left leg, but he was stained with blood.

It's right.

"The regiment commander is still shooting! Listen, the gunshots are dense, and our company is shooting with machine guns!" Xing Dezheng said as he looked at Li Wenying's cold sweat that was in pain.

"The leader of the regiment, the political commissar has shell skin on his leg, and he is still bleeding and can't be dragged down anymore!" said the military doctor of the Independent Regiment.

"Is it an amputation or surgery?" Li Wenying asked gritted her teeth.

"Surgery! The shrapnel did not hurt the bones, just cut the wound and suture the blood vessels! That's... there are no suitable conditions now." said the military doctor.

"There are conditions even if there is no condition! The second battalion commander and the third battalion commander immediately led people to establish a new blocking position on the hills on both sides. The fourth battalion, run forward, look for villages or houses, and have caves! Doctor Cui, give

Let’s have a morphine on the political commissar!” Xing Dezheng said, looking at Li Wenying’s yellowing face again.

"Okay leader!" The military doctor took out a spoon of morphine from the medical box he carried with him and shot Li Wenying into his body.

"Political Commissar, have a good rest and I will take out shrapnel for you later!" Xing Dezheng said.

"Together, the comrade who was injured just now, together..." Li Wenying said gasping.

"Don't worry, leave it to me now! Isn't it just that a shell is inserted into my leg? Our old Xing has also inserted it. It's okay!" Xing Dezheng glanced at Yunling in the east.

"Fight...beat...beat...shot, bab..." On the first battalion, a battalion commander found a semi-automatic from the sacrificed warriors, and yelled while firing.

"Grenades, military grenades, strike..." The company commander commanded the grenades.

"Grouton, continue to explode, and all the grenades are wiped out..." The deputy battalion commander personally directed the grenadeon soldiers.

"Ammunition hand, give me an ammunition hand..." On a position where a machine gun was used, the machine gunner shouted loudly, next to it was the ammunition hand who was shot in his chest. The ammunition link was still held in the ammunition hand's hand, but blood was still there.

Half of the bullet link has been stained.

"Come on, I'll do it!" No one was afraid. The new ammunition hand brought down the sacrificed comrades to one side and continued to supply ammunition to the machine gun.

"Dadadadada..." The angry machine gunner directly turned on the strafing mode.

As the gun body sounded and the bullet chain rolled, the blood stained on the bullet was burned by the high temperature of gunpowder burning, and the pungent and unpleasant smell suddenly spread on the position.

"Coordinates...5 extreme rapid fires..." Tang Jiangyong took two mortars to the ridge and bombed directly at a visible distance.

"Retaliation... Shoot..." On the Japanese side, the Japanese in three squadrons were naturally unwilling to be pressed to the ground to rub, and the firepower of the fight back was not weak.

However, the Japanese have strong firepower, and the Eighth Route Force is stronger; the Japanese have accurate shooting skills, and the Eighth Route Force is not bad, especially the many accurate shooters, who take away one Japanese with just two shots on average. A 20 round magazine was shot.

A small team of Japanese devils is basically ruined.

"Boom...boom..." The explosion of the grenade sounded from time to time. With the advantage of height, the soldiers who were good at dropping bombs with the grenade projectiles only threw the grenade more than 100 meters in front of the position, allowing the Japanese to taste the close

The power of firing a mortar.

Of course, there are shotguns that transport steel balls to the Japanese.

"Eight...ga! The independent group in front is indeed the main group of the Eighth Route Army. It has strong firepower and strong fighting will! Our third brigade may not be able to withstand..." Nobute Sakata held up his telescope and looked at the battle ahead.

He talked to himself.

"Captain of the corps, do you want the artillery squadron to bombard again?" asked the chief of staff next to him.

"No, the distance of the capture is too close!" Nobute Sakata looked at the gradually approaching the line of fire, and did not dare to let the artillery bombard him. In fact, he also saw that the Eighth Route Army set up its formation on the edge of the mountain ridge, and the power of the mountain cannon was the power of the mountain cannon.

It was weakened to the extreme, and the bombing would not have a decisive result.

"It's a pity that we don't have mortars in our hands..." This is the voice of many Japanese officers at the wing command.

Although the Japanese in the Anti-Japanese War drama will have mortars appearing in the battle sequence, in fact, the mortars are not equipped with much, but the rapid-fire cannons are more. Of course, there are also mortars, 90mm,

It is used to replace the 1992 infantry artillery, and also to fire poisonous gas bullets.

"However, we are not completely unavailable!" Nobute Sakata turned his eyes to the left wing of Yunling, and there was still the first brigade on the side. As long as the third brigade can maintain contact and stick to the first brigade in place, then

A clamp-shaped offensive will be formed, and Yunling is expected.

"Captain... Report to the commander, a brigade of the Japanese, came over from our left wing!" On Yunling, a soldier quickly ran to Kong Jie.

"What? The Japanese have come to another brigade?" Well, Kong Jie, who was treating his injuries with peace of mind, couldn't sit still at this moment. He left a battalion and it would be fine to block the frontal attack of a brigade.

If you come to another brigade, you will be unable to bear it. The key is that we are changing tactics, so there is no need to fight to the death.

"Let me see..." Kong Jie took out the periscope next to him and looked at the battlefield at the foot of the mountain.

At this time, more than ten minutes had passed since the third team's attack, and the Japanese's mountain cannons had stopped for more than ten minutes.

Kong Jie's men were led by more than 600 soldiers in the first battalion, plus the remaining company machine gun squad, shotgun team, direct platoon of the regiment headquarters and other units, with a total of more than 800 troops. At this time, the mountain was still

There were only more than 500 soldiers who could fight. There were the rest, and many were sacrificed.

As for the Japanese, a large area of ​​Japanese corpses had fallen down on the hillside. The blood flowed out in the withered grass. Among the mottled blood, some broken Japanese limbs were emitting a bloody smell. And the Japanese scent

Kong Jie estimated that there were more than 200 troops.

"The Japanese are determined to fight to the death with us! It seems that the fight doesn't hurt enough!" Kong Jie also made a ruthless move. If the Japanese don't completely beat the brigade in front of him, the Japanese won't be afraid.

It's right.

"Captain of the regiment, if you continue to fight, the third team will be completely killed... The firepower of the Eighth Route Army is too strong!" The Japanese have actually been shaken, it is just Nobute Sakata who insists on his own opinion.

"We are the most elite third corps of the Japanese Locust Army and an invincible force! If we can cause such great damage to us, the Eighth Route Army on the opposite side will not be able to live well. And the Eighth Route Army with such strong combat power is exactly us
Chapter completed!