Xiong Dawu finally agreed to Yang Ling's proposal and decided to take the initiative to attack, his heart was very open, if he held the position, more than 30 people plus the ammunition that was about to run out were not enough for the devil to stuff his teeth, it was better to give it a go, maybe he could hold on until dark and live one more night. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The commander of the third battalion had already been killed in the white-knuckle battle, his body had been stabbed several holes by the devil's bayonet, the entire right bank of Fuzaobang had become a pot of porridge, the devils were attacking on all fronts, there were gunfire everywhere, the defense line was in an emergency, and the regiment had not yet had time to appoint a new battalion commander to the third battalion.

Therefore, no one stood up and said anything about the unauthorized actions of the first company and the supplementary company, they were all too busy to take care of themselves, and they had no time to care about others.

The strength of the two companies was combined, and there were only about 40 people left, all of whom crawled out of the trench with guns, ran to the pile of corpses in front of the position, lay down and began to pretend to be dead.

The river beach was full of corpses, both devil soldiers and Chinese troops, most of them were killed by the devil shelling by the devils who retreated from the front line last night, and they were lying all over the river beach, and it was not abrupt for more than 40 rout soldiers to lie down in the corpse pile.

One of the two machine guns of the supplementary company was bombarded into parts by the grenadiers of the devils, and the other was used by Luo Dayong as a burning stick to smash the devils, and the barrel was bent and deformed and could not be used, so the only heavy firepower now could only be counted on the remaining Czech machine gun in the first company.

Yang Ling lay on his back on the ground, pulled two bloody corpses over his body as a cover, and touched two handfuls of blood on his face by the way, looking more like a dead man.

The rest of the soldiers were also either lying in the crater or burrowing into the pile of dead, and the fat man Tian San was the most abrupt, lying on the ground with his buttocks cut by the bayonet, his eyes closed and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Yang Ling's method of taking the initiative is very risky, if once the attacking devils are exposed, they will be in danger, but it is not a wise way to defend the position now, it is better to fight once, maybe you can deceive the devils, and then you will be able to attack the devils from behind and achieve the effect of victory.

There was not much ammunition left in the two companies, less than five bullets per person, and more than twenty grenades remained, all of which were unscrewed and ready to pull the strings.

As soon as the smoke of the artillery fire cleared, the devils on the left bank of Fuzaohama had already swooped down on the position of the third battalion on the right bank, and they held their shiny bayonets, passed over the shattered corpses on the ground, and pressed towards the position of the third battalion while firing.

The sparse gunfire of the Chinese soldiers of the second and third companies who remained on the position rang out, and almost all the heavy weapons were knocked out by the grenadiers of the devils, and the casualties were very large, and the sparse firepower could not stop the attacks of the devils at all.

The devils saw that the sparse firepower on the position was more unscrupulous and rushed forward, their machine guns were intertwined into a large net of firepower towards the position, and the defenders were constantly blown out of their heads, their heads were crooked and there was no sound, and the bombardment grenades continued to explode on the position.

Xiong Dawu, the commander of the first company, looked at the ghost soldiers who stepped forward from his body, and secretly said in his heart that he was lucky, if he didn't listen to Yang Ling's words, they would still be beaten in the trenches, but now, just wait for the back to give the devil a fierce blow.

The devil's eyes stared at the defender's position, not noticing that there were many living people lying in the pile of dead people they passed, in fact, bullets flew in the air, and there were banging gunshots everywhere, who would care about the dead on the ground, only when cleaning the battlefield would the devil soldiers make up for the dead, and now their task is to break through the defenders' positions.

The devil's cowhide boots stepped on the arm of the "dead man" old smoking gun, and he grinned in pain, but in order not to expose the target, he could only stand up, and he had already scolded the eighteen generations of the little devil's ancestors in his heart.

"Attack!" Devil Second Lieutenant Matsui held a command knife in his hand and shouted to attack forward, and the devil soldiers screamed forward and assaulted, they vowed to break through the positions of the Chinese defenders in one fell swoop.

The devils swooped towards the position, and the two and three companies guarding the position couldn't support it, and suddenly the guns behind the devil rang out, and countless bullets rushed to the devil's back.

The devils who were rushing forward did not expect a fire attack behind them, and the devil soldiers who were rushing forward were suddenly killed and hit a lot, and the machine gunners belonging to the first company put their tripods on the corpses and began to pour bullets with a click.

The ferocious bullets burst out in the back of the devil in a cloud of blood mist, and the devil's offensive formation was suddenly chaotic, and they were caught off guard.

The devil soldiers hurriedly lay on the ground, but they had the second and third companies in front of them, and there were also Yang Ling's blows in the back, and they were suddenly caught in the middle of the two-sided attack, and the bullets on both sides were intertwined into a firepower net, enveloping the devils.

There were constantly devils who were hit by bullets and rolled to the ground, and Second Lieutenant Matsui was even more angry and screamed, looking at the Chinese troops who came out of nowhere behind him and couldn't lift his head when they were pressed to the ground by bullets.

"Grenade greeting!" Yang Ling pulled off the string of the grenade and threw it towards the devil lying on the ground, the grenade exploded before it landed, and the explosive pieces flying everywhere were fiercely embedded in the flesh and blood of the devil, causing huge damage in an instant.

"Hit!" The rest of the soldiers holding grenades heard Yang Ling's greeting, and they all threw all the grenades at the devil, and the explosion produced a chain reaction, and the roar continued, like beautiful fireworks, which immediately covered all the little devils.

More than 20 grenades exploded continuously within a radius of less than 50 meters, and the little devils were stunned, and the little devils in the rest of the attack directions also saw the explosion here, and hurriedly lay on the ground in fright.

When the smoke cleared, more than 50 little devils had all been put on the ground, and the injured and undead devils were wriggling on the ground, and the flesh and blood of the explosion were blurred, looking miserable.

Second Lieutenant Matsui escaped in Yang Ling's hands several times, this time there was no such good luck, his stomach was cut open by the explosion, and the blood kept gushing outward, he stretched out his hands and tried to plug the blood back, but his strength became smaller and smaller, watching countless Chinese soldiers with big knives striding towards them.

"Kill them all." Yang Ling picked up the bayonet and stabbed it fiercely at the little devil who was squirming on the ground, the white knife went in and the red knife came out, and Yang Ling's face was splashed with blood.

Watching Yang Ling kill people as simply and decisively as killing pigs, listening to the howl of the little devil killing pigs, the soldiers behind Yang Ling all shivered in unison, damn it, such a ruthless person.

The old smoking gun and others have long been accustomed to it, anyway, there is almost no living mouth left in Yang Ling, every time he doesn't care if he is a dead little devil, he will make up for it, and several people in the supplementary company have done the same, holding bayonets and starting to clean up the devils, the bayonet pierced into the body and made a popping sound, which made the people of the company gasp and feel panicked.

Many people couldn't bear to see these wounded and struggling devil soldiers being stabbed to the ground one by one, pinning their heads away, and couldn't bear to see the bloody scene.

"These five wounded devils are left for you." It's just that Yang Ling just wants them to learn to be ruthless to the enemy, otherwise they will die when the time comes.

Xiong Dawu looked at the five big and three rough on weekdays, and there were a lot of devils killed, but if he wanted to stab the injured devil to death with a bayonet, he still couldn't do it, and hurriedly waved his hand to dodge, unwilling to do such a job.

The injured devil may also realize that he is inevitably dying, and he struggles even more, and a devil grabs a melon grenade in his hand and is about to detonate it.

Bang!

Yang Ling's gun rang out, and the devil's hand holding the grenade hung down weakly, and the grenade tumbled and fell into the mud pit.

"Damn, little devil!" Xiong Dawu saw that the little devil almost detonated a grenade to kill himself, and immediately became angry, grabbed the bayonet and stabbed it down, he stabbed all five devils by himself, as if he was crazy.

Seeing Xiong Dawu assassinating the devil without mercy, Yang Ling's face showed a smile, the Chinese are too merciful to the jackals who broke into their homes, hurt themselves but want to forgive each other, you must know that the beast is inhuman, if you don't kill him once, he will come again, as long as you kill them fiercely, kill them to be afraid, so that you can never suffer from future troubles.