The Japanese army's attack on Twelve Miles had almost no stop. After this unit was withdrawn, the troops rushed up.

The Japanese army that had been withdrawn also killed a carbine, and the twelve miles pave the enemy on both sides.

Little devil's offensive wave followed, there was no intention to stop at all.

Ding Yucheng's machine guns in their hands were red.

"Lianlian, the machine gun is not good, and it will be exploded if you hit it again."

The machine gunman looked at the already red machine gun pipe, the battle lasted for four hours, and the Japanese army's charge never stopped for a second.

"You go to the village, find the company's company commander, and use their machine guns to use it first."

As a mobile force in the village, the agent is responsible for classify the seized weapons, and then transports the weapon and ammunition to the positions on both sides of the north and south sides of the north and south of the twelve miles.

As the battle is becoming more and more intense, the number of charges launched by little devils is increasing.

The ammunition required by the reconnaissance company and the three companies has doubled.

After spending so long in Anyang Town, due to the hard work of the Japanese army, the little devil did not leave much ammunition.

After winning the Twelve Miles, the agent only searched for a small amount of ammunition here.

The agent even took out their half of the ammunition to add to the other two companies.

Faced with the turbulent offense of the little devil, the ammunition in the hands of the soldiers has already bottomed out.

But Bi Yucheng's first ammunition was the little devil.

After the Japanese troops that were not in the storage ammunition had launched two offensives, some little devil soldiers could not find a bullet.

The Japanese can not take all the ammunition for the attack of the twelve miles.

They must prevent other three company offensives sent by Takakura. If the troops behind the hall are gone, the Huaxia Army has attacking.

Xiao Guizi only has the surrender.

So such a situation appeared in Twelve Miles. The battle degenerate from the thermal weapon during World War II to the battle between primitive people.

The little devil threw a stone with a gun, and the Huaxia soldiers on the position were also throwing stones, but there were still a few grenades in the stone.

"The head of the report group, the gunfire of Twelve Miles stopped!"

Ten hours have passed since Ding Yucheng's occupying Twelve Miles.

Both the bullets of both sides have been consumed. The soldiers who guarded the position had thrown all the stones around them.

The soldiers also went on the bayonet and wanted to do the final fight with the Japanese army.

"Twelve miles is lost?"

Takakura was shocked when I heard this news!

If the twelve miles are lost, everything they do is wasted.

Before Zhao Zhiguo made a judgment, a soldier was set up by two soldiers to the headquarters.

"Report ... report ... report group head! Twelve miles of ammunition consumption, request support!"

The last ammunition of the agent was also assigned to the soldiers who fought at the front.

After dividing the last bullet out, the Special Administration Lianlian sent soldiers to pass the message.

There have been soldiers arranged by high warehouses in the periphery of the Japanese army. The soldiers were relayed layer by layer.

"Let the recruits gather!"

Takakura did not wait for Zhao Zhiguo to order, and immediately let their recruits gathered.

After the recruits got the command, each soldier carried enough ammunition to spread closer to the twelve miles.

When the troops transported ammunition to Twelve miles, the Japanese army launched an charge to Twelve Miles.

The previous few times of throwing stones at each other made the little devils realize that the Chinese army in Twelvelipu did not have much ammunition.

It was not until after two more attacks that there was not even a single shot fired from the Chinese army's position. The Japanese army knew that the ammunition of the Chinese defenders had also been exhausted.

The Japanese troops reorganized themselves briefly, fixed their bayonets one after another, and rushed towards Twelve Mile Pu.

A fierce hand-to-hand battle unfolded outside Shilipu, with soldiers from both sides fighting together.

In Anyang Town, Zhao Zhiguo looked at the time anxiously.

"I hope Ding Yucheng and the others can hold on until reinforcements arrive!"

Gao Cang was also extremely anxious, hoping that Ding Yucheng and the others could hold on. As long as the recruits arrived at Twelve Mile Pu with ammunition, everything would still be done in time.

"Signal Corps, try to contact the Second and Third Battalions and ask them when they can arrive."

Compared to the fact that the new soldiers could arrive at Twelvelipu, Zhao Zhiguo hoped that the troops from the Second and Third Battalions could arrive back in time.

"Report, the platoon leader of the second battalion, third company and first platoon reports to the regimental commander!"

A thin figure stood at the door of the headquarters. His body was swaying and his whole body was unkempt. He looked more like a beggar than a soldier.

When Zhao Zhiguo heard that it was the Second Battalion, he quickly walked to the door and supported the platoon leader.

"Where's the main force?"

"Reporting to the commander," the platoon leader cheered up and saluted Zhao Zhiguo, "the main force of the Second Battalion will arrive at Anyang Town in half an hour."

"Okay, great, let brothers hold on and capture this Japanese army, then we can have a good rest!"

Compared with previous battles, Zhao Zhiguo and the others tended to besiege rather than attack.

But this time, Zhao Zhiguo and the others launched a forceful attack on the Japanese army.

Standing on the bridge in Anyang Town, Zhao Zhiguo watched soldiers appear in his field of vision one after another, and then began to line up neatly.

"Report to the captain, all members of the 2nd Battalion and 8th Company are here!"

"The Eighth Company listens to the order, your company goes straight to Twelve Mile Pu..."

"Report to the captain, all members of the second battalion and the first company are reporting to you!"

"Listen to the order, your company..."

Zhao Zhiguo issued orders one by one and watched as companies appeared in his field of vision one after another, disappearing from Anyang Town one by one without even taking a break.

"Report to the head of the regiment, the third battalion and the seventh company, all soldiers report to you!"

As troops arrived one after another and entered the battlefield one after another, the soldiers of the Independent Regiment threw themselves into the encirclement and suppression of the Japanese army despite their fatigue.

After the sun went down, gunshots and explosions were still ringing around Anyang Town.

"The second and third battalions have already gone into battle, and Brother Zhao and Lao Qin have also gone to the front line."

Gao Cang walked to Zhao Zhiguo and put a military coat on him.

The weather was getting colder and colder at night, and the soldiers came all the way. They had already taken off their thick clothes and were wearing only thin single clothes to fight with the Japanese army on the battlefield.

"What time is it?" Zhao Zhiguo rubbed his painful eyelids and put his watch under the lantern, trying his best to see the time clearly.

"Captain, it's already two o'clock in the morning, and the fighting is still going on. Ding Yucheng and the others should be holding Twelvelipu."

The various troops were still encircling and suppressing the Japs, which meant that the Japanese troops had not escaped.

Ding Yucheng and the others must have successfully completed their mission.

Zhao Zhiguo slowly put down his hand and looked at the lights in front of him: "After the battle is over, let Ding Yucheng come see me!"
Chapter completed!