"Battal Commander, these little devils really gave us face." The third company commander rushed over from the other side of the trench, threw himself next to Gong Xinliang, spit out the dirt in his mouth, and laughed.
His camouflage military uniform had already torn several holes, and a large piece of his shoulder was torn off when he fought with the Japanese with bayonets. It was just drooping, and he didn't care about it.
Gong Xinliang was lying behind the bunker, watching the battle ahead, and said with a smile, "That's it, who are we? We are the resounding iron bones of the Yanhuang Army. We can't be smashed, boiled, or flattened by hammers. The Japanese want to
Defeat us and stop dreaming, hahahaha."
In such a situation, they can still laugh, which is really not ordinary optimism.
The machine guns roared, and the light and heavy machine guns sprayed tongues of flame, beating back the Japanese who rushed up, leaving corpses on the ground.
However, the Japanese seemed unwilling to do so. After a round of bombardment, they launched a fierce attack again, with the intention of not giving up until they took it down.
Although the combat effectiveness here is quite strong, there have been a lot of casualties under the fierce Japanese artillery fire. At least one platoon of soldiers died under the Japanese artillery fire.
Gong Xinliang frowned and shouted into the intercom, "Liu Baldy, take away the Japs' artillery positions for me. Damn it, you really think we are those bandit troops without guns or artillery."
Liu Baldzi is the company commander of the 1st Battalion Machine Gun Company. Because he suffered from a disease since he was a child, he was born bald without a single hair. So over time, people forgot about his nickname Liu Deliang and changed his name to Liu Baldzi.
People started shouting.
"Understood, battalion commander." Liu Baldzi hung up the intercom, turned and shouted to the soldier manning the mortar beside him, "Give me the Japanese mortars and grenade launchers. Don't eat until three days later."
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The soldiers responded, then started busy adjusting the shooting range and angle, and then stuffed the cannonballs in. They heard a continuous sound of "boom" and "boom", and fired more than a dozen shells in one breath.
At this time, the Japanese artillery position was in trouble. The accuracy of these artillery shells was astonishingly high. Their position was completely covered in the blink of an eye. The exploding shell fragments were like harvesting wheat in autumn, knocking down one crop after another.
people.
After the smoke cleared, the Japanese artillery position was completely unrecognizable. Apart from the overturned mortar, only a military flag was still stuck there.
"Shoot, shoot for me." This shelling angered the Japanese. Their commander waved his command knife and shouted desperately, directing the machine guns to fire wildly to vent his anger.
"Hit me, grandma. I am a rich man now and my family has a big business. I am still afraid of you idiots." Gong Xinliang had the backing of the Yanhuang Army, so he was very confident. He ordered his machine guns to fire together and started shooting with the Japanese.
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In a hidden place behind the third fortification, in a command post built by civil engineering, the captain of the Japanese army stationed at the Black Mountain position was holding a telescope with a serious face, observing the space between the first and second fortifications.
fight without saying a word.
Around him, several squadron commanders were all here, all with different expressions. Some were impatient, some were confused, and some were depressed. It seemed that they all had different experiences.
After a while, the Japanese captain turned to the telescope, then turned to look at his subordinates and asked, "Which unit is this and what is its number?"
"Report to the captain, I don't know." An officer put his feet together and replied respectfully, "Since the battle, I haven't seen their flags, and I haven't captured a single prisoner."
"Baga, you're a bunch of trash." After hearing what the officer said, the Japanese captain became furious and slapped the boy with his hand, causing blood to appear on the corner of the kid's mouth. "What are you doing? After beating me for so long,
You didn’t even figure out their serial numbers, what a waste.”
The officer felt aggrieved. The opponent came quickly and attacked as soon as they came up. After occupying the first line of defense, they did not take advantage of the victory to attack the second line of defense. Instead, they stuck to the first direction, which seemed to be a defensive battle.
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Moreover, this team was very powerful in combat, and its weapons and equipment were also frighteningly sophisticated. They were all automatic weapons with high power, high rate of fire, and amazing lethality. The Japanese troops they fought made the Japanese troops complain incessantly, and they were beaten down after several charges.
Moreover, the soldiers on the other side were very brave, and they all carried a glory bomb, which would be fired if they were in dire straits, so the Japs couldn't catch a single person alive, or even a whole corpse.
What can he do in such a situation?
But you can't tell the captain this, otherwise you will only get a scolding, and maybe even three pennies.
Therefore, the officer stood solemnly, with his head bowed, waiting for the captain's punishment.
The Japanese captain waved his hand at him and shouted angrily, "Go down and continue the investigation."
After the officer went down, the Japanese captain shouted to the squadron leaders, "What do you think we should do when we get down?"
A Japanese squadron leader spoke up, "Captain, I think we can outflank them from both sides, and then attack from the front to cooperate. I see that the number of enemies is not large, so if they fight on multiple fronts, it will be very difficult for them."
"Okay, the first squadron will continue the frontal attack. The second squadron and the third squadron will make a detour from the mountains on the left and right sides towards the back of the first line of defense, and then cooperate with the first squadron to outflank."
"Yes!" All the Japanese squadron leaders responded, and he was the only one left in the command post.
After thinking for a while, the Japs Captain grabbed the phone and called the Dahuangshan Japs Command, "Dahuangshan Defense Line, this is the Black Mountain Defense Line. This place has been attacked by China's elite troops. Please support us quickly."
On the other side of the phone, the Japanese officer who answered the phone was also very helpless, "Black Mountain Defense Line, this is the Dahuangshan Defense Line. This place has also been violently attacked by the Chinese army. The position is in crisis and cannot be supported."
"What's going on? Where did these Chinese troops come from and attack at the same time?" The Japanese captain was puzzled and muttered to himself.
No wonder he was confused. After the Japanese army occupied the three eastern provinces, although the anti-Japanese forces were surging, most of them were in the high mountains and their strength was relatively weak. They were often too busy to avoid the Japanese army's encirclement and suppression. How could they have the strength to attack?
Black Mountain and Dahuang Mountain.
You must know that this is the hinterland controlled by the Japanese army, and there are heavy Japanese troops everywhere. Generally, the team will be discovered before they reach here, and then they will be surrounded by the Japanese army and be annihilated.
That is to say, the Yanhuang Army has a lot of money and can use armed transport helicopters to quickly transport the team to where they want to go. Naturally, the Japanese can't understand it.
Although he was puzzled, the Japanese captain still did not connect this with Luo Xiao's counterattack on Fengtian, because in the Japanese mind, being able to mobilize so many troops to counterattack Fengtian was already the limit of the Yanhuang Army, and
How did you expect that the Yanhuang Army had such a strong force?
After thinking for a while, the Japanese captain picked up the phone and dialed the Kwantung Army headquarters in Lushun City. "This is the Montenegrin defense line. An unknown Chinese army suddenly launched an attack and asked for support."
After putting down the phone, he felt much more at ease, because the headquarters promised to send a brigade to support immediately, and it had already set off.
"With support, I think it will be no problem to hold on to the Black Mountain position." The Japanese captain thought so self-righteously.
In fact, Gong Xinliang had no intention of taking down the Black Mountain position because his task was to cover the large troops protruding from the Dawangshan position.
Although the entire territory of Fengtian is now filled with troops from the Yanhuang Legion, they are waiting for the start of the battle and cannot show their faces for the time being to avoid being noticed by the Japanese.
In this case, even if they conquer Black Mountain, it would be meaningless. They would have to give up in the end, so it is not necessary for the time being.
Without any rest, the Japanese attack was launched. All kinds of light and heavy weapons were fired at the same time. The first line of defense was about to be overturned. There were fires and explosions everywhere.
Gong Xinliang and the others were lying in the trenches, waiting silently. This was a bombardment by the Japanese. To show up would be to die. They were waiting for the Japanese attack to launch.
Although one of the Japs' artillery positions was taken away, the Japs still had other heavy weapons, and they learned to master them and hid the position very well. The machine gun company of the first battalion carried out several raids but failed to achieve its goal.
In the open space in front of the position, there were many corpses lying on the ground. Most of them were the corpses of the Japanese. Of course, there were also the corpses of some of our own soldiers. The two sides were mixed together. The blood was flowing on the ground like spring water, soaking the ground and soaking it.
Those weeds and even the air were soaked, filled with a thick smell of blood, and the sweet and greasy smell made people suffocate when they smelled it.
Go!
After the shelling, the Japanese launched another attack. This time there were twice as many Japanese as last time. They dispersed into a loose line of skirmishers and rushed forward with their heads lowered. Each of them moved very quickly.
On the first line of defense, the soldiers were all waiting. No one was in a hurry to fire. Even the machine guns were silent, waiting for the Japanese to get closer before firing.
"How long is the time until the regiment leader is fixed?" Gong Xinliang asked loudly while lying on his side in the trench, loading bullets into his pistol.
"There are five minutes left." The instructor looked at the military watch on his wrist and said.
Gong Xinliang nodded after hearing this, then inserted the pistol with a new magazine into the holster on his leg, and said fiercely, "Okay, then let the Japanese know how powerful the Chinese army is."
At this time, the Japanese had quickly moved in. They were not too far away from the first line of defense where Gong Xinliang and the others were stationed. Even with good eyesight, one could see the stubble and pockmarks on their faces.
Gong Xinliang stood up and fired the automatic rifle in his hand first, "Hit!"
For a moment, the light and heavy machine guns fired at the same time, raining bullets on the charging Japanese!