At noon on December 12, 1937, the position of the Second Infantry Brigade of the Purple Mountain Teaching Corps

The main position has fallen into a stalemate, Zhang Wei looked down the mountain, the first trench had been broken through, and Rao Guowen's voice could be heard from afar.

This piece of himself is not much better, the Japanese frantically attacked the western highlands, brought in 81mm mortars, Zhang Wei and they knocked out one, and the Japanese replaced them and continued to fight, knock out, continue, and repeat the cycle.

Dong Erli fired a grenade and landed in the ranks of the Japanese army.

"Well done," Dong Erli muttered to himself, and the secondary shooter behind him immediately prepared a second grenade. Dong Erli took him to a different place, looked at the bottom of the mountain, and a 92-style leaned against a small hillside, shooting continuously at the western heights, and many brothers were killed.

"Damn, the dog's day really knows how to choose a place" Dong Erli scolded, this heavy machine gun leaned against the residual vein of a small hillside, covered himself with the small mountain bag, set up the gun at the remaining vein, the bullet protection plate was stuffed into the arch bullet hole, the heavy machine gun made a gurgling sound, suppressing the officers and soldiers on the western highlands, Zhang Wei They used the gun many times, but they still didn't knock it out, and now they will be handed over to Dong Erli.

Zhang Wei looked at Dong Erli and nodded, and ordered the soldiers around him to organize fire to fight the Type 92, and the rain of bullets fired by the Czech and Zhongzheng guns hit the hillside where the Type 92 was used as cover, and piles of floating soil were lifted, and the fire of the machine guns stopped instantly.

Dong Erli took the opportunity to adjust the shooting Zhu Yuan, pulled down the handle, and a grenade flew straight out, after Dong Erli shot the first grenade, he hurriedly loaded the second round with the cooperation of the deputy shooter. The first shot did not hit the ground, the second shot followed out, two grenades exploded in the vicinity of Type 92, the machine gunner was shrapnel off his fingers, lying on the ground crying dad and mother's rolling, the soldiers in the West Highlands seized the opportunity to fire at the Japanese troops near Type 92, and another group of grenadiers also fired in this direction, after the explosion, the machine gun fire completely stopped.

There were only a few corpses and a ninety-two heavy machine gun that blew up the tripod. The defenders on the hill cheered, and the guy in his hand greeted him faster. The Japanese fought for a long time, and now they are still grinding in the first trench in front of the western highlands.

Thirty or forty corpses were left in front of the position, and Zhang Wei's reinforced company lost more than twenty people, a small victory. The situation of the main position under the mountain was not good, there was no geographical advantage, and the main position was subjected to heavy artillery suppression. The first trench was once again precarious, a breach had been opened, and the defenders around the breach tried to block it, but without success.

Rao Guowen led a squad to the first trench to join the counterattack, and a Zhongzheng rifle stabbed left and right, and the brothers in the first trench were wrenched with the Japanese. A Japanese soldier on the right stabbed a Chinese soldier, drew his bayonet and rushed towards Rao Guowen.

Holy shit, come on. Rao Guowen picked up his bayonet to meet the battle, and made a block with his gun horizontally, and the 38 shots that stabbed straight were blocked by the Zhongzheng gun that came down horizontally, and the first thrust of the Japanese soldier lost its strength.

Rao Guowen pressed the gun down, the hand holding the butt moved forward, and held the 38 guns, the two guns were tightly clasped together in Rao Guowen's hand, the Japanese soldiers roared wildly, trying to pull out the gun, but Rao Guowen took a step faster, and the whole body went over, and the two guns were stuck on the ground at an angle perpendicular to the ground, Rao Guowen pressed towards the Japanese army, and the little man who couldn't bear the weight quickly fell to the ground.

Rao Guowen rode on him, and his two big hands grabbed the neck of the little devil under him and pinched it fiercely. Some Japanese soldiers saw Rao Guowen like this, and wanted to rush up to sneak attack, but they were all desperately blocked by Rao Guowen's men. The Japanese soldier under Rao Guowen was pale, blood oozed from the corners of his mouth, and Rao Guowen stared at him viciously. "Dog, let's die," Rao Guowen roared, stood up again, looked at the corpse with disdain, and continued to fight elsewhere.

There were probably more than 30 Japanese soldiers who broke into the first trench, and this number is still growing. More than 50 officers and soldiers on the first line of defense fought to the death with the Japanese troops who were constantly rushing in, some rolled together, and some even tore with their mouths, Rao Guowen stabbed another Japanese soldier to death, looking at the increasing Japanese soldiers and the gradually decreasing defenders, he felt a burst of indignation in his heart.

Damn, fight with them, Rao Guowen shot and killed two Japanese soldiers, and looked at a squad following him, there was not much left. The squad leader ran over with a bloody face: Sir, quickly withdraw, this time can no longer be held, the Japanese are too.

Rao Guowen grabbed his arm and said, "Don't tell Lao Tzu to retreat, where can you run now?" After speaking, he grabbed the gun and continued to fight, but the squad leader couldn't persuade him, so he could only sigh and fight beside Rao Guowen.

Zhang Wei looked at the first trench under the mountain, and felt anxious for a while, the West Heights are well guarded, but isn't it still for the main position to defend the West Heights, he called Dong Erli and said to Dong Erli: "You transfer three grenadiers to the place near the mountain for me, and the little devils who fight the main position." Dong Erli got the order and immediately rushed over with three grenadier groups.

The only thing Zhang Wei can do is this little firepower support.

The defenders on the western highlands basically controlled their positions, and Qiu Wei, Hao Zhong, and several other platoon commanders were in charge of several areas, taking advantage of the terrain to repeatedly defeat the attacking Japanese troops with grenades, and the light machine guns repeatedly maneuvered at several key points, killing and wounding the Japanese troops with short and long point shots. It was only possible to organize infantry detachments and mortars to rush up little by little.

Several grenades exploded in front of the main position at the foot of the mountain, and the Japanese soldiers who were impacting fell one piece, and the scattered shrapnel almost killed and injured the national soldiers in hand-to-hand combat.

"Zhang Wei, this madman." Rao Guowen scolded Zhang Wei with a smile, there were not many soldiers left beside him, and the squad leader who persuaded him to retreat just now had already died.

Rao Guowen glanced at the breakthrough and his own soldiers, the Japanese troops who kept rushing in couldn't stop it at all, and if they continued to fight, they could only be wiped out.

"Alas, all of them have withdrawn, and one can go," Rao Guowen shouted, and after speaking, he killed a Japanese soldier who was fighting hand-to-hand with the national army with a rifle, and the other soldiers of the national army who had broken away did the same, trying to save their brothers.

Da Da, the commander of the third battalion, Lu Yuding, came to answer with a Czech style. The soldiers who came with him all took twenty rounds and opened fire on the Japanese ranks, and seven or eight Japanese soldiers were killed by the flying bullets.

Rao Guowen and others took the opportunity to break through with the remnants of the horses, Lu Yuding and Rao Guowen should join forces with the outside, and Dong Erli also fired grenades on the western highlands to support as much as possible.

With the cooperation of each other, more than 20 people who were finally wrenched together with the Japanese army were rescued, and the defenders of the first trench were originally more than 60 people, but now there are less than half left. And the first trench was completely lost.

Lu Yuding concentrated all the remaining forces to the last line of defense, preparing for the last resistance.

Zhang Wei watched all this from the Western Highlands.

Sooner or later, it will come.