The heavy shelling overhead made him understand why the platoon commander had not yet entered the position with reinforcements.
I don’t know how many brothers were hit by Japanese artillery fire when they rushed to the top of the mountain.
He didn't even have time to think about the current situation of the platoon commander who had become the company commander.
Because the two Japs have already come up.
But he only had a rifle and no machine gun.
Tudou and the other three observation posts fired wildly.
The running Jing'an Army also began to counterattack.
"Puff puff!" The bullet hit the soil next to the potato and made a heart-stopping sound.
But this did not scare the young soldier any more.
At this time, Tudou had only one thought in his mind: to stop the Jing'an Army's charge and hold on until reinforcements arrived.
He didn't even have time to think about it. Without the trenches, the position would be lost. If the position was lost, everyone would die.
At this moment, the young soldier simply has to perform his duties, just like the veteran who left the gun to him. This is my duty.
Even if you die, you will have no regrets!
Tudou himself is short, and if he lies down in the fighting position, his shooting speed will be even slower.
Therefore, Tudou simply stood on the small earth platform in the trench, stood up straight, held the rod in his hand flat, and shot at the Jing'an Army without even taking aim.
"Bang, bang, bang!" The huge recoil of the rifle made his shoulders hurt, and his weak body trembled with every gunshot.
But the trembling never stopped because of this.
With the Jing'an Army in front of the position in darkness, there was no need to aim at all. He only needed to keep pulling the trigger, and then load the magazine he had prepared in the rifle.
The young soldier, fearless of death, emptied two magazines in one go and hit at least five running infantrymen of the Jing'an Army with ten bullets.
No matter how crazy the Jingan Army was, they would not let themselves become a living target for their opponents. Someone kept stopping and shooting at the four Chinese infantrymen who were firing desperately.
There are rifles, machine guns and even grenade launchers.
300VS4, this is completely an asymmetrical shooting.
In less than 20 seconds, the battle position where the three observation posts were located became silent, with only Tudou's gunshots continuing.
Perhaps all the sacrificed soldiers gave good luck to this Sichuan soldier, who was the smallest in age and stature, or maybe it was because his stature was small enough that his target was not obvious in the smoke, or maybe it was the saying often said on the battlefield:
Those who do not want life can always become lives.
Miraculously the potato was unscathed.
Four observation posts miraculously held back the Jing'an Army for thirty seconds.
The Jingan Army, which was lying a hundred meters away, immediately launched a charge as soon as its own side stopped shelling. At full speed, it only took about eighteen seconds to rush to the position.
If it weren't for their desperate efforts, at least the first line of positions would have been in the possession of the Jing'an Army.
But just these ten extra seconds allowed an infantry platoon led by Cai Yongguan, who was at the front, to finally break into the position at the most critical moment.
The distance between the two sides is already only twenty meters. For an offensive and defensive battle, the two sides can be almost face to face, but they still have time.
Thinking that the Chinese defenders had suffered heavy losses due to the tricks played by their own artillery, the infantry company of the Jingan Army ran towards the Chinese front line in a charging formation, but were beaten by the roaring submachine guns and shell guns again.
In just the first round of attacks, at least a dozen Jing'an troops whirled and fell on the path of their charge.
A volley of gunfire swept across the area, and many people on both sides fell down in their own area.
The Sichuan Army fell in the trenches, and the Jing'an Army fell in an area less than ten meters away from the front line trenches.
No one on both sides retreated, they just fired with red eyes, and they couldn't even see the opponent's face clearly in their bloodshot pupils, they just fired at enemies with different uniform colors.
People keep falling, and people keep rejoining.
Two infantry platoons led by Wei Donglai also rushed into the trenches, which only made the shooting more brutal.
There were even some agile Jingan troops who jumped into the trenches under the cover of gunpowder smoke.
It happened to be no more than five meters away from Potato who was crouching down and preparing to press the magazine again.
Jingan Jun looked at the young soldier in front of him, gripped his spear and stepped forward quickly.
The one-meter-long gun body and bayonet were intimidating, and the narrow trench had nowhere to hide. Tudou, who had been brave and fearless just now, seemed to be petrified when he saw this scene.
It wasn't that he had just emptied the bullets in his gun, but that the young soldier had never experienced such a scene, being so close to an enemy.
Looking at the dazed young soldier, a ferocious light flashed in the eyes of the strong Jing'an Army soldier.
According to his experience, it only takes one second for his bayonet to penetrate the chest of the bewildered Chinese soldier in front of him.
The military merit for killing one enemy is 20 yen, which is what the Major General and Brigade Commander personally promised.
"You bitch, you're going to die!"
Unfortunately, a loud roar stopped his ambition.
With a loud roar, Jing'an Jun looked up and saw a guy with a body as wide as a door panel, running towards him with a thick-backed machete in his hand.
He ran as close as two meters, grabbed his head and chopped it off.
Based on experience, the Jing'an Army could thrust the bayonet forward suddenly, and he was 80% sure of stabbing this menacing guy through with one shot.
But the machete held by the pair of thick arms that could almost burst the military uniform was slashed down so carelessly. He also had a hunch that even if it pierced the body of the Chinese officer, the machete could also split his head.
, even if he is still wearing a helmet.
If the 20 yen is gone, not only is the life lost, it is really not worth it.
The Jing'an Army subconsciously fired back and pointed their guns diagonally in the narrow trench, trying to use the steel barrel to block such a reckless man's sword.
As long as he used this knife and used the force of his gun to sink and then pick it up, he could still use the sharp tip to open the belly of this man, and the green intestines would flow all over the floor.
This was not the first time he had seen such a scene.
This veteran of the Jingan Army, who had been on the battlefield several times, even thought of his next move.
But obviously, he underestimated his opponent.
He is the son of a Chinese warrior who has lived and breathed his life in martial arts since he was a child. Not only does he possess brute strength, but he has also practiced swordsmanship for more than 20 years.
Either his sword is not unsheathed, or if it is unsheathed, blood will be seen.
This is Cai Yongguan’s belief.
Everything can be broken under his sword.
"Kill!" followed by a roar.
The thick-backed machete followed its original trajectory and struck the steel barrel of the Jing'an Army's steel gun that it thought was very strong without any hesitation.
The steel used in the 38-type rifle is considered to be the finest steel of this era. The infantrymen of the Jing'an Army were right in thinking this.
But an incredible scene just happened.
After a crisp sound of "clang", the light of the knife continued downward.
Half of the barrel and bayonet fell into the dust.
That knife actually split the gun barrel made of fine steel in two.
But this was not the final outcome. Under the disbelieving eyes of the Jing'an Army infantry, the sword split open his helmet, split open his head, and even split between his legs.
No one knows how much power was used in this knife.
People who saw this scene only knew that there was such a Chinese soldier who broke the gun and opened people.
The human body was divided into two parts, left and right, and the blood spurted out directly dyed Cai Yongguan into a completely bloody man.
The two eyeballs, which were kept open with great effort so as not to be covered by the blood, were even brighter in this lusty blood red.
It was so terrifying and brutal that the two Jing'an soldiers who followed were completely frightened. They didn't even have the courage to pull the trigger, and they crawled out of the trench with their hands and feet screaming.
Not to mention that the Jing'an army was frightened, even the two soldiers following Cai Yongguan, after being stunned for a while, couldn't help but squat down and vomit desperately.
The red mixed with the green and white of various internal organs, coupled with the fishy smell, would really make any normal person have nightmares for several days.
The strong fishy smell that spread out dozens of meters away seemed to be the protective smell of this section of the trench, and no Jingan army dared to enter the trench again.
