When the little devil was still fifty meters away from the forward position, Ma Wanzhong and Hu Guoshan coincidentally and decisively gave the order to attack, and all kinds of weapons in the hidden bunker opened fire together, and the little devil suddenly fell in a large area.

"Baga, we have been ambushed, order the troops to immediately return fire in concealment." The commander of the vanguard of the little devils is a young man. At a distance of a hundred meters from the left and right of the position, all the bunkers that could be covered had been cleared by Lao Hu's three regiments, and there was no shelter at all.

"Your Excellency Shao Zuo, the Chinese army is obviously prepared, and there is no cover around here." A lieutenant with a dozen soldiers surrounded Shaozo in the middle to ensure their safety.

"In that case, order the troops to attack as a whole." The commander of the little devil knew that in the absence of any cover, staying where he was was tantamount to waiting for death, it was better to launch a charge, give the enemy in front a shock, and then make plans, if he fought well, maybe this move could take the position of the Chinese army.

The little devil's Shao Zuo thought too beautifully, the distance of fifty meters was indeed close enough, but the distance of fifty meters buried his career as a soldier. Under the cover of cross-fire from machine guns, the little devil has no cover from artillery, and such a charge is completely looking for death.

The "Da Da Da" machine gun continued to fire long bursts at the charging little devils, and wave after wave of little devils were killed.

"Heavy machine gun fire suppression, grenadiers to take out enemy fire points." The little devil's Shao Zuo saw that his soldiers under the enemy fell one by one, and immediately adjusted his deployment to provide fire support as much as possible.

However, the fortifications built by Liao Fan were completely dug out of the hard stone, and machine guns and grenadiers could not blow up these fire points at all.

The grenade of the little devil attacked a firepower point of the third regiment three times in a row, but it was not blown up, and the little devil simply tied himself with grenades and wanted to make a suicide attack, but he never expected that Hu Guoshan also prepared another thing for him, and the distance between ten and twenty meters in the forward position was full of traps full of bamboo sticks, although it was not deep, but it could completely make the little devil become a lifelong cripple.

"Ah~" The little devil who did the suicide attack fell into the trap set by Lao Hu in advance, and before he could get close to the firepower, he stepped on the trap with one foot, and a bamboo stick the thickness of a finger was inserted into his foot.

"Boom", because of the pain, the little devil ripped off the fuse on his body again, and with the sound of the explosion, there was a rain of blood in the sky mixed with minced meat. A few little devils who were ready to participate in a suicide attack were suppressed.

"Your Excellency Shaozuo, the people of China have already prepared and taken advantage of the terrain, and we can't blow up their other firepower points at all." Although the attack distance of the little devil is very short, from the perspective of the terrain, the distance of fifty meters is a steep slope. The important firing point was also fixed by Lao Hu with sandbags, and it was difficult to complete the blasting of the firing point with grenades.

"Order the troops to withstand, and the machine guns retreat a hundred meters to provide fire cover for the infantry." The little devil's Shao Zuo knew that it would be futile to go on like this, and just now he saw with his own eyes that the bones of the little devil who attacked the suicide attack were blown up.

The machine gunners, who heard the order, ran back in groups of four with heavy machine guns, and they were also afraid of death.

Ma Wanzhong, who was hiding in the bunker, was excited: "Haha, this old Hu Xiu's fortification is really fucking good, not only firm, but also has a good vision." Ma Wanzhong watched the little devils being killed one by one, and he was indescribably happy.

"Commander, the little devil seems to be retreating." The second battalion commander under Ma Wanzhong saw that the little devil's firepower suddenly weakened a lot.

"What, retreat after only a few minutes of fighting, this is not the character of a little devil." Ma Wanzhong was lying on an observation port to observe what little devils were doing, and he didn't need his telescope at such a close distance, "It's not good, the little devil really wants to retreat, Lao Tzu hasn't fought enough, so he wants to withdraw like this, and there is no door." Second battalion commander, all the light and heavy machine guns of your battalion block the retreat of the little devils. ”

The little devil's heavy machine gunner just ran out more than ten meters with the machine gun, and was blocked by the fire of the second battalion commander, and several little devils were beaten into a sieve, and the little devil's machine gunner quickly lay down and crawled forward, but it was useless, the second battalion commander was condescending, and there was no cover for the little devil to dodge, so he was completely looking for death.

"Aim for me." The second battalion commander personally took a Czech-style, aimed at the little devil's buttocks, and continued to shoot long shots.

The bullets from the "Dada" machine gun drilled into the little devil's body, and even tore the little devil's thigh, and the painful little devil lay on the ground and yelled.

Seeing his soldiers screaming in pain, the little devil's Shaozo shouted angrily: "The second squadron forms a human wall to cover the withdrawal of machine gunners." "Because they are so close, they have become a living target, and if they don't withdraw, they are in danger of being wiped out at any time.

A squadron of little devils formed a human wall, just like the tactics of queuing up to shoot during the European flintlock period, but Liao Fan's front-line position not only had bunkers, but also a firepower network composed of light and heavy machine guns, and in just a few minutes, the soldiers of this squadron really became ghosts.

The little devils sacrificed most of the squadron to gain precious time for the evacuation of heavy machine guns. Under the cover of heavy machine gun fire, the little devils began to organize a retreat, leaving behind hundreds of corpses and hundreds of wounded.

"Your Excellency Shaozo, there are still many wounded Imperial warriors left on the battlefield." The lieutenant of the little devil reports.

The little devil's Shao Zuo waved his hand, signaling to the lieutenant that he already knew.

"Your Excellency Shaozuo, please give me an order to save them." The ** sound of the little devil's wounded made him feel too painful.

"What are you going to do to save them? You've just experienced it, do you want to put your life into it? The little devil's young man vented hysterically.

"Your Excellency Shaozuo, I beg you, let me go and rescue them." The lieutenant couldn't stand it anymore and watched the soldiers slowly bleed to death in agony.

The surrounding soldiers also gradually surrounded them, looking at their commander, they also wanted to save them, because many of them were their friends and fellow countrymen lying inside, and they had experienced countless battles together.

"I won't agree, you're kidding with your own lives." The little devil's Shao Zuo was also in pain, but he knew better that if he ordered to rescue the wounded, he would only take the lives of more soldiers.

The lieutenant of the little devil was still insisting that his commander promise him, and the soldiers around him began to respond, expressing their willingness to act with the lieutenant to bring back the wounded.

"Alright! I'll focus what we have left to cover you. Shao Zuo understands that more and more soldiers are involved, and if he doesn't agree, it will only affect the morale of the army.

The little devil organized a squad of about fifty people, led by a lieutenant, ready to retrieve the wounded.

"Battalion commander, there's movement down there!" A soldier saw that about a squad of devils was advancing in concealment, and hurriedly reported it to his battalion commander.

"I'll see!" This is the second battalion commander under Ma Wanzhong, he thought that the little devil was going to kill the horse pistol.