The steel monster-like devil bomber swooped down with a "whoosh" whine, and the bombshell set off a terrible mushroom cloud on the mountain, and the smoke and dust from the explosion rolled like rain, and the mountain was covered in thick black smoke. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The three-plate axe brothers of the main force of the devil's field had already learned the lesson, and in the face of this stormy bombardment, they went into the tunnels dug into the mountains early to hide.

The tremor of the explosion caused the mud and dust above the tunnel to fall, and the choking smoke and dust outside continued to pour into the tunnel along the gap at the entrance of the tunnel that was blocked with a quilt.

In the dimly lit tunnel, the brothers' hearts trembled with the deafening explosions, and they watched the wooden stakes that supported the tunnel sway, and their hearts were also tugging, and if the tunnel collapsed, they would be buried alive.

"Come over a few people, take a handle, and fix the wood!" A platoon commander watched the wood holding the tunnel crumble in the tremor of the explosion, and ran briskly over.

The dimly lit tunnels were a mess, and the brothers used various things to secure the wood so that he would not fall.

The deafening explosion finally stopped, and silence fell back between heaven and earth, and the platoon commander lifted the quilt that blocked the entrance to the tunnel, and a puff of smoke poured in, choking him to cough.

The sunlight poured into the pit along the entrance, and the brothers could not open their eyes, and through the thick black smoke and dust, it seemed that even the sun was covered with a gray veil.

The veteran platoon leader leaned against the wall of the tunnel, poked out half of his head and looked outside, and saw that in the gray sky, the annoying devil plane had gone away, and he grinned: "What is the spirit, it's not that I can't help Lao Tzu." ”

He turned his head to look at the brothers who were still huddled in the tunnel, and opened his mouth and shouted, "Don't hide inside, get ready to fight!" ”

Grabbing their weapons and holding ammunition boxes, the brothers burrowed out of the tunnel, looked at the bombed position, and after a little hesitation, they each looked for a hidden position and lay down, ready to fight.

"Tunnel No. 3 has collapsed, hurry up and send a squad to dig people! Don't let people suffocate in there. ”

As soon as the veteran platoon commander lay down, the company commander Wang Huzi walked over quickly along the traffic trench with two brothers.

The veteran platoon commander did not hesitate at all, and hurriedly sent more than a dozen brothers to dig the second platoon of brothers who were buried in the tunnel.

Fortunately, the collapsed earth only blocked the entrance, and they quickly cleared the entrance, and the brothers inside crawled out one by one.

Looking at the brothers who couldn't see their faces clearly, everyone secretly said that they were lucky.

"Fuck, I almost buried our brother alive." The second platoon commander escaped death, and while thanking the veteran platoon commander who came to help, he scolded the devil.

"Save some effort, little devil come up and get ready to fight!" Wang Huzi saw that the brothers were fine, and his hanging heart was also relaxed.

If he was buried alive before the fight began, wouldn't it be a wrongful death.

The little devil was tossed all night last night, and under the leadership of the officers, exhausted and made a feint along the hillside.

Wang Huzi and their defense of the trench nearly 200 meters long, the left and right flanks were the other two companies of the third battalion, just as they were about to give the little devil a head-on attack, a herald ran over panting.

"Company Commander Wang, the regimental seat orders you to withdraw to the second-line trenches, immediately."

Wang Huzi was very puzzled, but now he didn't have time to go to the regiment headquarters to inquire about the reason, so he immediately shouted at the top of his voice: "Brothers, there is an order for the regiment to retreat to the trenches behind, and the speed must be fast!" ”

The sudden order made the brothers scramble, and the brothers with rifles in their hands could turn around and leave, but the heavy machine guns were too painful for the brothers to disassemble, so they had to run backwards with a few people carrying them together.

And when Wang Huzi and they retreated to the second-line position, the two companies on both flanks were also retreating rapidly, and they ran along the cat's waist and ran fast.

As soon as Wang Huzi and the others left the front-line position, the devil's mortar grenadier let out a sharp whistling sound, and the overwhelming artillery grenades smashed down, and the shrapnel of the front-line trenches flew horizontally, and the mud and dust were splashed, shrouded in gunsmoke.

"Kill, change, change!"

The infantrymen who were charging by the devil rushed up again on the explosive point, and the bullets rained down on the position, popping up the high mud columns.

The devils rushed into the front trenches of the mountain ridge with great vigour, but they found that there was not a single living person in the trenches except for abandoned debris and corpses that exuded the smell of decay.

One of the devil soldiers was even worried that it was the Chinese defenders who were cheating, so he used a bayonet to pick into a corpse, bringing out black and red blood, and the corpse on the ground was indeed a dead person.

They pounced on them like wild beasts, expecting a fierce battle, but they smashed into cotton like a fist, making them extremely uncomfortable.

But what made them even more uncomfortable was behind, and just as they had searched the forward trenches and found that they had been abandoned by the Chinese defenders, they were preparing to attack the higher second-line trenches under the orders of the officers, when suddenly some cries of horror were raised.

The devil soldiers stopped one after another, looked up, and in the gray smoke and dust, the grenades and grenades that were smoking green were rapidly growing in their pupils.

"It's a grenade! Hide! ”

As a soldier of the main field force, these little devils are all experienced in a hundred battles, and at the moment when the officer roared, he had already subconsciously looked for a place to hide or turned around and ran away.

But the trench with a depth of one meter and seven hindered their movement, and before many devils could climb out of the trench, grenades rumbled around them, and they fell heavily into the trench.

The dense explosion covered the entire trench, and the devils who poured into the defenders' positions let out a ghostly howl in the explosion, and soon the flesh and blood of the explosion flew sideways, leaving only the seriously injured bloody convulsions.

"Rush!" There was another tsunami-like shouting and killing sound from the mountain, and the brothers of a battalion swooped down like tigers from the mountain, and the unstoppable momentum made the little devil shudder.

The brethren opened fire with all kinds of weapons, and they all beckoned to the little devil's head, and they were condescending, while the little devil wanted to feint, and was quickly defeated.

Looking at the little devils in the front-line trenches, the brothers let out excited cheers.

When Ono Ichiro saw his defeated subordinates, his facial expression twitched fiercely, and he gave the order again fiercely, firing poison gas bombs at the mountain in an attempt to eliminate the defenders.

But the wishful thinking of the little devils soon fell short, and under the blowing of the mountain wind, their poison gas bombs were difficult to function, and they were quickly blown away.

They had to fire incendiary bombs to burn the mountain, but the mountain had already been burned bare by the flames of war, and even if there were incendiary bombs, they would not be able to use them.

Ono Ichiro's brigade paid a heavy price and still couldn't capture the Golden Dragon Terrier that Yang Ling and they were holding, and in the surrounding mountains, the gunfire kept echoing, it was a friendly army fighting with the little devils.

Almost noon, the 58th Division under the 74th Army also arrived on the battlefield, and in the face of a field army with strong combat effectiveness on the Chinese side, Maruyama Masao, the commander of the 6th Brigade of the Devils, was also unable to bear it, so he had to switch from offensive to defensive and shrink the defense.