The devil's attack was indeed very fierce at the beginning, and in the roar of commanders at all levels, they rushed to the defending line with no life.

They paid some price to take the defenders' first-line positions, and then swooped down on the second-line positions without stopping.

Although they were attacked by those hidden bunker machine gun fire points and sniper rifles between the first and second line positions, the devils did not stop because of casualties, and the second line of defense was also captured by them.

But to the devil's despair, when they broke through the second line of defense, they found that there was a third line of defense not far from them, and the defenders there were actively preparing for battle.

The goal of the Hirayama Brigade was to capture the town of Lower Jieshou, so the menacing commanders once again commanded the exhausted soldiers to pounce on the newfound defensive line.

The battlefield has been spreading in depth, and under the offensive of the devil soldiers, the guerrilla corps seems to be retreating one after another, as if it is only a matter of the next second to defeat them.

The devil also held his breath and kept beating the guerrillas who had moved and retreated.

However, the devils soon discovered that those guerrillas who seemed to be about to be defeated and eliminated by them always retained a little bit of combat power, like a hundred-legged insect that died but did not stiffen, and would block them on a new line of defense.

The devil soldiers have already pressed on the whole line in a desperate way, and have not reserved any reserves, and their purpose is to strike a thunderous blow and crush the guerrillas on the opposite side with their strong strength, and defeat them in one fell swoop.

But now the devils have miscalculated, and the guerrillas rely on the preset defense line to block layer by layer, not only causing heavy losses to the attacking devils, but also in the two hours of fighting, the previous screaming devils have exhausted their fierce strength.

"Kill the ......"

Although the battlefield still resounded from time to time with the shouts of the devil commanders, it seemed to be weak.

In the past 24 hours, the devil soldiers have hardly received effective rest, and now they are pressed on the whole line, and they are just puffing up.

However, the guerrillas' layers of resistance have almost made the devil angry, and now the devil is still fighting forward, which is completely a subconscious tactical behavior.

Because there is still an enemy ahead, it is natural that you have to attack before you get the order of the commander.

Akishi Suzuki, a ghost soldier in a bloated cotton suit, lay sideways on the edge of a charred trench, his legs as heavy as lead, and he gasped like a fish out of water, trying to breathe fresh air.

However, the battlefield was full of gunsmoke, and what was exhaled into his lungs was also gunsmoke, which undoubtedly increased his burden.

"Da Da Da!"

The machine gunner replaced the scrapped barrel and fired again, and he could see a row of mud columns rising from the guerrilla trenches ahead.

As soon as the machine guns fired, their infantry had to take advantage of the opportunity to rush upward, almost mechanically, and Takeshi Suzuki and more than 20 devils held bayonets to climb out of the trench they had already occupied, and charged towards another trench more than 100 meters away.

Perhaps because he was too tired, Takeshi Suzuki held the upper edge of the trench with one hand and did not roll out, and his arm was too weak, so he had to adjust his posture and climb out of the trench instead of jumping out of the trench with agility.

"Give it to me!" Seeing that Suzuki Takeshi did not jump out of the trench, a devil soldier took a hand and pulled Takeshi Suzuki out of the trench.

"Thank you......" Takeshi Suzuki looked at this strange comrade-in-arms and said thank you.

Takeshi Suzuki's infantry detachment has all been killed, and now this infantry detachment is temporarily organized by the survivors of the three detachments.

"Poof!"

Before Takeshi Suzuki's words fell, a bullet pierced the head of the devil soldier who pulled him, and the smile on the devil soldier's face froze.

Driven by the impact of the bullet, the ghost soldier standing on the edge of the trench involuntarily rolled backwards, and then fell into the trench, smashing out a cloud of dust.

Takeshi Suzuki watched his companion get shot in the head in front of him, and he was stunned.

"Shoot! Shoot! ”

There was a roar in his ears, and Suzuki Yi, who reacted, glanced at his companions who rolled down the trench, and didn't have time to grieve, turned around and roared angrily, pulled the bolt of the gun and shot, and started the attack forward.

The defenders' firepower became extremely dense, and the crossfire of two heavy machine guns and five light machine guns hit Takeshi Suzuki and them lying on the ground unable to move, and the attack stalled for a while.

Fortunately, the second echelon attack soon came from behind, and after spending half an hour and killing more than 30 people, Suzuki Yi and his team cooperated with the second echelon and finally took this strong defender position.

"Damn the Shina people!"

Looking at the bloody corpses in the trenches that the retreating guerrillas didn't have time to take away, Takeshi Suzuki, who was covered in blood, cursed fiercely, how could he be so tenacious, how could he not finish the fight.

And in the distance, as far as the eye could see, the withdrawn guerrillas were busy on the new defensive line.

In order to prevent the guerrillas from having the opportunity to rebuild their defensive line, the devils who had just captured this position attacked again.

Fortunately, this time, the newly raised second echelon was responsible for the main attack, and Takeshi Suzuki, who had suffered heavy losses, could finally stay in the trenches for a short rest.

Because the early stage of the offensive was desperate, all the attacking troops were lightly armed, and except for ammunition and guns, the rest was left behind.

So Takeshi Suzuki, who was resting, didn't get the opportunity to replenish food and water, but just allowed himself to take a breath.

They thought that they would soon be able to crush the guerrillas by pressing on the whole front, but now they were finally shooting themselves in the foot.

The swishing stray bullets continued to sweep overhead, the guns were dense, and the dozens of devils in charge of the attack in the second echelon were moving forward with difficulty, and the casualties were very large.

In addition to this direction of attack, there was also a dense gunfire on the two wings shrouded in gunsmoke, it was another squadron attacking, and they should have suffered the same as himself, Suzuki Takeshi thought to himself.

When the devil's front-line troops fought in a state of exhaustion due to lack of food and water, it had reached the end of the crossbow, but the captain of the devil's brigade behind him, Hirayama Kei, didn't know it.

"Report, the 3rd Squadron has captured five positions of the Chinese Army!"

"Lieutenant Matsushita of the fifth squad was killed......"

"The roundabout troops of the 1st Squadron have broken through the resistance of the Chinese Army!"

"The Eighth Squad's attack went well!"

……

The captain of the devil brigade, Kei Hirayama, also got reports from the forward troops, but it was all about the fighting situation.

Hirayama Kei is optimistic that if the fight continues according to the current trend, there is no need to wait until it gets dark, and the Chinese army that is blocking them head-on will be completely defeated, and it is only a matter of time before the head of the realm is captured.

"Ordered all units to intensify their attacks, the Chinese army can no longer hold on."

Captain Hirayama watched the troops continue to advance in depth, but ignored the fact that the attacking troops had reached the end of their crossbows, and still urged the troops to step up their attacks.