In the early hours of the morning, the little devil stepped on the corpses of his own people and once again attacked the frontal position, and the position defended by Hu Guoshan's third regiment was lost for a time, and with the cooperation of the second regiment, Hu Guoshan forcibly recaptured the lost position. E ┡ It has been the thirteenth day of the battle, and the original solid fortifications have become devastated under the artillery fire of the little devils, but fortunately the Taihang Mountain has passed the hot summer, and these corpses have not deteriorated and rotted, otherwise they will leave great psychological trauma to the soldiers.

Today, the little devil died down after three attacks on the frontal position, because Huang Changsheng's actions behind the enemy finally showed its effect, and the little devil's ammunition was urgent, not only the shells, but also the bullets were not enough for each soldier to move an attack on average. The two sides can finally sit down and rest calmly again.

For Liao Fan, calm often means greater danger, and the next attack of the little devil will be even more crazy. Liao Fan finally decided to let the troops retreat to the second line of defense that night.

"Brother Fan, just retreat like this, isn't it too cheap little devil?" Li Weimin just held the first line of defense for a day.

"At night, you will take people out of the position to collect all the weapons and equipment on the little devils, and after the little devils occupy the first line of defense, they will definitely transport their corpses back, and then we will not have such a good opportunity to replenish weapons and ammunition." Liao Fan continued to say to Hu Guoshan, "Tonight, after everyone retreats, arrange according to the drawings I gave you before the battle, burn the drawings after the layout is completed, and then take people to the second line of defense, when the second regiment and the third regiment are temporarily organized into a regiment, and the two of you will be under unified command." Liao Fan calculated, the second and third regiments now have combat effectiveness and there are about 1,000 people.

"Brother Fan, can we still hold on?" This is not the first time Hu Guoshan has asked this question.

"Even if we die, we will die together." Liao Fan didn't know if he could hold the defensive line, but as a commander, of course, he couldn't be discouraged, let alone lose confidence in his troops.

"Brother Fan, many of the soldiers who came with us are gone...... Hu Guoshan began to choke, he was the most optimistic among the three regiment commanders, but in this battle, seven of the twelve company commanders under him were killed in battle, and two of them were directly without corpses.

Liao Fan held Lao Hu's head in his arms, gritted his teeth, tried his best to suppress the sadness in his heart, and said softly to Hu Guoshan: "They are all good, we will always remember them." ”

Hu Guoshan put his head on Liao Fan's shoulder and began to cry, a man of 1.8 meters would cry so sadly, the tension and grievances of the past few days all gushed out with Hu Guoshan's tears, Liao Fan did not worry about affecting morale and stopped Lao Hu. For thirteen days and nights, they faced a frantic attack of tens of thousands of Japanese troops, and they persevered, and to some extent, they had succeeded.

Can it be kept? This question Liao Fan has been asking himself constantly since he made the plan to fight positional warfare, and he has asked it countless times, but the soldiers and commanders under him have not asked this question except for Hu Guoshan, because they believe in Liao Fan, believe that Liao Fan can lead them to fight off the little devils, and believe that Liao Fan can lead them to fight a big victory, so that the little devils will never dare to provoke them from now on.

In the end, every time Liao Fan inspected a position, he firmly told the soldiers that victory would definitely belong to us.

That night, the 2nd and 3rd regiments packed up all their belongings and withdrew the first line of defense. The little devil didn't notice anything, and in the two days he was waiting for logistics, the little devil didn't even make a single attack, not even a small-scale temptation, so that in the past two days, a hare began to burrow in the first line of defense and moved his new home here.

The little devil who had finished replenishing the ammunition once again talked about pomp and circumstance in front of Liao Fan, and the caliber of the artillery was bigger than the other, and Liao Fan could only look at it greedily. The little devils charged, but this time no one could stop them from taking the first line of defense.

After half a month of hard work, they finally dreamed of stepping on this position that was riddled with holes by shells, and the only corpse they could see except for the corpses of their own people was a hare that was killed by shells. This is also exciting for them, because they survived this meat grinder, and the little devils did not rush to collect the corpses of their own people, but showed off their strength and planted their plaster flags on the main position, which was an honor for them, an honor that was earned by sacrificing countless people and killing countless people.

"Put!" Liao Fan gave an order, the only remaining artillery company of the artillery battalion and a few unused mountain guns roared, Liao Fan also put on a generous position, although for the little devil, Liao Fan's only remaining shells seemed to be called Huazi, but Liao Fan still decided to knock out three-quarters of the ammunition in the inventory, with the thunder that Hu Guoshan had already buried on the position, the first line of defense once again turned into a torrent of steel in the artillery fire, but this time the position changed owners.

The little devils who had just rushed up were slapped in the face in the excitement, and there were no strong fortifications on their heads, and some were just angry cannonballs that sent the little devils to their graves.

"Hurry up and move the cannon." After Liao Fan saw that the little devil had withdrawn, he ordered the artillery to hurry up and leave with the cannon to prevent the little devil's artillery from being covered.

The little devil suffered a big loss, and did not rush to send troops to occupy it again, but asked for aircraft support, although Liao Fan's second line of defense was not as strong as the first line of defense, but after careful camouflage, if it was not deliberately exposed, it was difficult for the little devil to appear in the sky. In the end, the little devil's plane just hurriedly dropped the bomb on the false target position.

Liao Fan no longer had the ability to stop the little devil from occupying his first line of defense, and on the fifteenth day, the first line of defense officially fell into the hands of the little devil.

Compared with Liao Fan's experience, Huang Changsheng's small life is more comfortable, but it is more comfortable. Huang Changsheng took a few soldiers and hijacked a Japanese military train, which was the most convenient thing for Huang Changsheng and them to do in the past few days, and it can be said that they were able to capture it.

"Captain, come and take a look." A squadron leader dragged Huang Changsheng to the carriage in front of him.

"What's the matter, what's the good stuff now, are you so excited?" Huang Changsheng looked at his subordinates with very unnatural expressions and asked.

"Captain, just go and take a look."

The squadron leader of the special combat team pulled Huang Changsheng through the two carriages and came to a carriage in the middle of the train, with a soldier guarding on each side of the carriage, after Huang Changsheng opened the carriage door, this carriage was now crowded with people, women and children were huddled together, and when they saw someone walking in, they instinctively squeezed to both sides of the carriage, although the two sides had been squeezed without the slightest gap.

Huang Changsheng could tell from the clothes that they were Japanese, and they were Japanese women and children.

"Searched them?" As a veteran on the battlefield, Huang Changsheng only believes in his own soldiers.

The squadron leader of the special operations team had a fluttering look in his eyes: "Captain, they are all women, why did we search their bodies?" ”

Many soldiers began to enlist in the army at the age of sixteen or seventeen, and they had never even seen a woman's body.

"If these people have weapons hidden on their bodies, and their lives may be lost, will you still feel ashamed at that time? Carry out the order, and search them one by one, including these children, to make sure they don't even have a pair of scissors on them. "Huang Changsheng doesn't care about the chastity of the little ghost woman, what he wants is for the soldiers to live, and it is the mercy of the commander to let the soldiers live.

"You guys come with me and search for them." The squadron leader of the special operations team summoned several fighters around him and asked them to go for a body search.

Sure enough, as Huang Changsheng expected, these women are all family members of the little devil officer, and they wear a few pistols to defend themselves, which is too normal.

"Captain, this is from their bodies." The squadron leader of the special operations team came over with several small pistols.

"Keep one and give the rest to the warriors." As soldiers, we all like good weapons, and well-armed special combat personnel are no exception.

"What about these women, women and children?" The squadron leader of the special operations team asked.

Huang Changsheng changed his serious face just now, walked up to a little Japanese girl, bent down and smiled at her and said, "Do you speak Chinese?" ”

Her mother watched Huang Changsheng come over, protecting her child vigorously, trying to pull the child behind her.

Huang Changsheng straightened up and said to everyone: "Is there anyone who can speak Chinese?" The more than thirty women and children in the carriage just looked at Huang Changsheng quietly, and none of them were willing to come out.

It was a squadron leader born by Huang Changsheng who stood up and said, "Captain, why don't I try?" ”

"Do you speak Japanese?" Huang Changsheng frowned, if his subordinates could speak Japanese, he would definitely know.

"Captain, just let me try, in case they can understand."

"Okay, you go and try." Huang Changsheng turned sideways to make way for the squadron leader.

The squadron leader of the special operations team walked up to the little Japanese girl just now, squatted down and said: "Yours, little Japanese flower girl, don't be afraid, your Lao Tzu, what kind of work, tell me everything, do you understand?" ”

Huang Changsheng heard that his squadron leader was talking to a little Japanese girl like this, and decisively kicked him from behind: "Are you fucking Japanese?" Don't embarrass me here. ”

The squadron leader of the special operations team got up from the ground, rubbed his aching buttocks, and said aggrievedly: "When we talked to the little devil command on the phone, didn't the little devil always talk like this?" Isn't he a Japanese girl? ”

"Stay where it's cool." Huang Changsheng blasted his squadron leader aside.