As night fell, the devils who launched a strong attack on the Wushimen defense line were once again crushed by the dense rain of bullets, and they were carrying the wounded to retreat in disarray.

"Bang! Boom! ”

The brothers of the grenadier company commanded by the captain company commander Su Er also began to beat the water dogs, and one after another grenades with inaccurate heads whistled and flew towards the devils.

"Boom—"

The explosion of the grenade kicked up the dirt in the sky, and most of them missed, although they did not kill the devil, but the explosive film that flew and raged was hideously embedded in the devil's body, so that the devil added many wounded out of thin air.

"Damn it, you're blind! Take aim and hit, don't spoil the shells! ”

Su Er saw that most of the grenades that flew out missed, but the devil ran farther and farther, and some hated that iron could not be made of steel.

But this grenadier is not a rifle, and even if these brothers who are chasing ducks to the shelves are scolded, they still have no accurate head, and most of them are empty.

Fortunately, there were also blind cats that bumped into the dead rats and fell into the retreating group of devils, and suddenly exploded the devil's flesh and blood, screaming again and again, and Su Er also shouted happily.

The grenades of the grenadiers were chasing the devil's buttocks, and the rifle officers and soldiers who were lying in the trenches did not stop.

One by one, they dragged their guns to their chains, loaded their bullets, and shot at the back of the devil soldiers.

The gunfire was not very dense, but the dull sound of thumping gunfire was endless, and many bullets pierced the devil's body, and brilliant blood flowers rushed out of his chest, and then he fell to the ground with convulsions.

The devil soldiers came and went as fast as they could, and in the blink of an eye they were all withdrawn, and all of them retracted to their positions, and the brothers also cursed and put away their guns, leaning against the wall of the trench and panting.

Luo Wencai put away his rifle and wiped the sweat on his face with his dirty sleeves, he was afraid, just now the devil soldiers almost rushed into the trench, and they were all ready to fight bayonets.

Fortunately, several heavy machine guns arranged behind the side opened fire in unison, shattering dozens of little devils and suppressing the momentum of the devil's attack again.

"Check the replenishment of ammunition, and do not leave the battle position without an order!"

Qin Shou, the deputy battalion commander, shouted in a low voice as he walked through the trenches filled with the smell of blood and gunsmoke.

Although the devil retreated for the time being, no one could guarantee that the next wave of the devil's attack would continue, so the brothers did not relax in the slightest.

"Battalion deputy, it's getting dark, the devil won't come, right?"

Luo Wencai saw the deputy battalion commander Qin Shou walking past him, and hurriedly stopped and asked.

Qin Shou glanced at his outstanding little fellow and replied, "The little devil is cunning, don't let your guard down first, pay attention to the artillery!"

"Yes!" Luo Wencai replied loudly, full of confidence.

Qin Shou patted his little fellow on the shoulder and praised: "I played well just now, I didn't embarrass Lao Tzu."

Although Luo Wencai is a recruit who has just been added to the army, he has performed well in both tactical action and shooting in dealing with the bombardment of devils just now.

The devil left three corpses in front of Luo Wencai's battle position, and a few were injured, but they fled back.

Qin Shou can see that this little fellow of his own is a piece of material for being a soldier, if the rest of the recruits were like him, the little devil would have been cleaned up a long time ago.

It's a pity that most of the recruits are not performing well, although some of them can be regarded as having fought a battle, but as soon as the devil rushes to the front, his head is blank and he wants to run backwards.

If it weren't for the machine-gun fire from the bunkers and the grenades thrown by the veterans, I'm afraid the devils would have broken through to their positions.

However, Qin Shou didn't blame those recruits, after all, it takes time to grow, as long as they fight a few more battles, they will all grow into veterans and backbones of the army, all of which is in a hurry.

"Let's rest for now, I'll go around in a row." Qin Shou said and walked away again.

And Luo Wencai sat down with his back against the trench, unscrewed the kettle to fill the smoking throat, the weather was hot, the air seemed to be burning, and fighting devils in such weather was almost dead.

The Wushimen defense line is a hard stone, although the devils have attacked several times, each time it is violent, and the aircraft and artillery are together, which seems to be fierce, but it has little effect, but it has suffered heavy losses.

"The cooking classes should bring the food as soon as possible, so that the brothers do not go hungry and fight."

Seeing that the devil had retreated, Yang Ling's tense face also relaxed, it was dark, and he finally survived the day.

"Tuanza, what's the password for tonight?" Zhang Qingyun, chief of staff of the regiment, came over and asked.

Yang Ling looked at the gradually darkening sky, pondered for a few seconds and replied: "Kill the enemy and serve the country."

With the return of the regiment commander Yang Ling, the regiment chief of staff Zhang Qingyun completely lost the opportunity to command the troops, but fortunately, he was also self-aware, and his actions became low-key, and everything was strictly in accordance with Yang Ling's orders.

"Yes!" The regimental chief of staff hurriedly agreed, and prepared to send the evening order to the battalions.

Seeing Zhang Qingyun, who was about to leave, Yang Ling ordered: "Notify all battalion commanders to come to the regiment headquarters for a meeting, and the company commanders directly under the regiment will also be notified."

Zhang Qingyun hurriedly agreed: "Yes-"

Although they repelled several strong attacks by the devils during the day, there were many problems exposed, and there were still many casualties, and Yang Ling hoped to hold a meeting to summarize and avoid similar situations from happening again.

Soon, the three battalion commanders and the heads of the machine-gun company, the special service company, the machine-gun company, and the grenadier company directly under the regiment got into the bunker of the regimental headquarters.

The leaders of these battalions and companies are also commanding operations on the front line, and the military uniforms that were clean and tidy in the morning are all dirty military uniforms at the moment, and their faces are as smoked as the bottom of a pot, full of gunsmoke.

"Let's all find our own seats." Yang Ling saw them arriving one after another, and waved them to find a place to sit on their own.

The bunker at the regimental headquarters was dimly lit, and they all sat down on stools and ammunition boxes, and soon all the people were there.

"Have you eaten?" Yang Ling asked.

Liu Yidao replied: "I haven't taken care of it yet." The rest of the people shook their heads.

"Bring them something to eat, and we'll talk as we eat."

Yang Ling asked the cooking squad leader to serve a big bowl of wild vegetable porridge to each of them, and took a basket of miscellaneous grains to come out.

They were also hungry, and one by one they didn't care about the image of the officer, so they ate with a bowl.

"I called you here just to let you talk about the problems exposed during the daytime battle, and anyone who has ideas can talk about it."

Yang Ling looked around at the battalion company commanders who were gobbling up food, and took the lead in opening his mouth.

Hearing Yang Ling's words, the speed at which they were eating suddenly slowed down, and they glanced at each other without speaking.

"Don't hide it, just say it if you have an idea, and I won't blame you." Seeing that they had concerns, Yang Ling opened his mouth and added.

Lu Xing put his bowl on the ammunition box and took the lead in opening his mouth: "Since the group seat wants us to speak, then I will say a few words first."

"First of all, there is a problem with our firepower, the firepower of the infantry companies on the front line is too weak, but the machine gun company has a full 20 machine guns, although the firepower is strong when concentrated, after all, it cannot take care of every position, and they will support them as soon as they are tight, causing them to be exhausted, and the effect is not good."

Lu Xing was talking, everyone nodded in agreement, without the support of the machine gun company, they couldn't suppress the devil's firepower, but there was only one machine gun company, but they couldn't take into account every position.

Yang Ling asked, "Do you have any suggestions?"

Lu Xing replied: "Tuanzuo, I suggest that the machine gun company be split and reasonably distributed to various positions, so that we can greatly increase the firepower of each company, so that there will be no need for support for all positions."