When the night attack began, not only did He Feiyang's side fight and win, but many other units of the 810th Regiment of the Sichuan Army also achieved victory in small-group operations.
Of course, the battle is not completely over at this time, because there are still many Japanese troops who have been awakened and reacted, and are carrying out tenacious counterattacks.
"Give it to me!"
"After these devils who counterattack us are dealt with, their weapons and equipment will be ours, especially their crooked-neck machine guns and those rifles. Let me take them all back!"
When the battle became more intense and tragic, Xiang Wenbin, the commander of the 810th Regiment of the Sichuan Army, also continued to encourage the morale of his soldiers, shouting:
"Haha, I'm getting rich! I'm getting rich!"
"The remaining Japs in front don't have many troops, but they have a lot of weapons and equipment!"
"Even if I die here today, I will snatch their heavy machine gun and give it to everyone to use!"
As soon as the regiment leader Xiang Wenbin's shouts fell, Li Jin, a Sichuan Army soldier, suddenly felt like a chicken. He and a large group of Sichuan Army soldiers moved forward without hesitation, charging and killing repeatedly.
They braved the hail of bullets from the Japanese troops and the risk of death. In the rainy night that gradually stopped, they swarmed towards the Japanese soldiers.
Once they got close to the Japanese officers and soldiers, several Sichuan soldiers swarmed up. They surrounded a Japanese officer and soldier, one after another, using bayonets and rifle butts to kill the Japanese.
None of them were timid and flinched, and the more they fought, the more energetic they became, because for them who never had many good weapons and equipment.
As soon as they saw the sophisticated weapons and equipment of the Japs, they immediately wished they could snatch them all and make them their own.
In particular, the Taisho 11 light machine guns, also known as "crooked" machine guns, the Type 38 rifles, and the Type 92 heavy machine guns that these Sichuan soldiers were interested in were all snatched back, and then dragged back to their trenches.
The spoils are divided there.
So at this moment, these Sichuan soldiers, whose eyes were red with blood, were simply like crazy, desperately making desperate charges to the Dunwu Temple again and again.
Even in the face of the enemy's "crooked" machine gun fire, they were still brave, charging desperately and even throwing grenades. However, the casualties of these Sichuan soldiers were also increasing sharply.
"Dog-Japan's devil!"
"Damn it! If only we had heavy machine guns or light machine guns now, I would definitely be able to 'chunk' all these damn Japanese machine gunners!"
When Xiang Wenbin, the commander of the 810th Regiment of the Sichuan Army, was directing the battle, he watched one of his squads die one after another under the fierce and violent shooting of the Japanese's "crooked" machine gun and Type 92 heavy machine gun.
So he roared angrily with red eyes and gritted teeth.
In fact, he also wanted to throw all the grenades at the machine gun positions of these damn Japs, and then blow them all up, but because the distance was too far, there was no way to blow up the grenades as they were not thrown.
These Japanese machine gun positions,
"Damn it! Could it be that tonight's night attack ended in failure because of these damn Japanese machine gunners?"
"I'm not willing to give in!"
Facing the Japanese machine gun positions that were still firing, the helpless leader of the 810th Regiment of the Sichuan Army, Xiang Wenbin, said with great pain and reluctance.
However, just as he was in such a painful mood, several Sichuan soldiers ran up to him with explosive packs in hand.
"Team seats!"
"We are going to rush over and blow up the machine gun positions of these damn devils now. After we die, please inform our families!"
Sichuan Army soldier Wu Jindou asked with a serious look on his face.
"We thought the same thing!"
"Please, everyone!"
The other two Sichuan soldiers also continued.
"Ah! This"
For a moment, Xiang Wenbin, the leader of the 810th Regiment of the Sichuan Army, who had not fully reacted, was stunned by their request.
"Brothers, rush!"
"Eighteen years later, we are heroes again!"
"If you are not afraid of death, follow me and blow up these idiots!"
"Come on!"
Then, before the leader of the 810th Regiment of the Sichuan Army could respond to Wenbin, Sichuan Army soldier Wu Jindou took the lead and took the explosive pack and launched a usual charge towards the Japanese machine gun position.
"Wait a minute for us Wu Jindou!"
"we are coming!"
"Come on!"
Seeing this, the other two Sichuan soldiers immediately followed him without fear of death, then separated and launched attacks from different directions from the left and right sides.
"Immediately give me firepower to support their battle. Give me all the rifles we can shoot at those stupid Japanese machine gun positions and shoot them over!"
"Protect Wu Jindou and the others!"
After looking at his subordinates, the most brave and unafraid of death, the Sichuan Army soldiers launched a desperate charge. Xiang Wenbin, the leader of the 810th Regiment of the Sichuan Army, who had already reacted, also hurriedly issued an order to the Sichuan Army soldiers holding rifles beside him.
The battle order said.
At the same time, he quickly picked up the only relatively intact medium-sized formal rifle in his hand, and began to shoot back at the machine gunners in the Japanese machine gun position.
Of course, at this time, he and his Sichuan soldiers with firearms were shooting from a bunker.
"Ta-ta-ta! Ta-ta-ta! Ta-ta-ta!"
"Ta-ta-ta! Ta-ta-ta! Ta-ta-ta!"
The sound of the enemy's light and heavy machine gun fire continued to roar throughout the battlefield.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
It's a pity that before Wu Jindou and other Sichuan soldiers could charge to the Japs' machine gun position with explosive packets, they were already shot by the Japs' machine gunners into a hornet's nest, and when they fell to the ground, they also shot
Those explosive bags exploded together.
"You damn devil! I will fight with you!"
Seeing this, Xiang Wenbin, the leader of the 810th Regiment of the Sichuan Army, his eyes suddenly turned red and he roared furiously.
Then, the rifle in his hand continued to shoot at the fastest speed.
"Company Commander! Those Japanese machine gun positions are very violent. Should we find a way to blow them up?"
"We have already suffered many casualties in their hands!"
At this time, Zhang Luo, who followed He Feiyang out of the street, saw Xiang Wenbin, the leader of the 810th Regiment of the Sichuan Army, leading the most elite Sichuan Army soldiers to attack the Japanese machine gun position. After that, he
He also quickly asked He Feiyang.
"I definitely want it. Go get me the grenades left by the Japs we just killed. We will blow up the Japs' machine gun positions!"
"Avenge our fallen brothers!"
After hearing this, He Feiyang immediately gave an order to Zhang Luo without even thinking about it.
"Yes! Company commander!"
"Did you hear that? Quickly bring the Japanese grenade you just captured and bring it to the company commander to destroy the Japanese machine gun position!"
As soon as he heard that he could launch an artillery counterattack immediately, Zhang Luo immediately faced the Sichuan soldiers not far behind him who had just cleaned up the Japs' trophies and asked them to take the captured Japs grenades and immediately launch an artillery counterattack.
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As soon as he finished speaking, the Sichuan soldiers holding Japanese grenade launchers quickly ran to He Feiyang without saying a word and handed a grenade launcher to He Feiyang.
By this time, the rain had stopped, but the cold was still pressing.