The brothers at the guerrilla observation post on the other side of the river watched as a guerrilla group that was ready to attack the devils was killed, but they were powerless, and tears blurred their eyes.

On the battlefield of life and death, any negligence can lead to fatal consequences, and even a veteran of a hundred battles may not be able to guarantee that he will survive the next battle, which is a cruel war.

Since last night, the devils have been attacked by various cold gun traps of the guerrilla troops, and the number of dead and missing people is huge, and every devil has a fire in his heart.

With great difficulty, an ambush was set up to eliminate a guerrilla group that had come to attack him, and several people were wounded, so he was naturally provoked and roared.

Dozens of devils surrounded the corpses of those brothers and kept poking them with bayonets, blood splattered, they were howling excitedly, deliberately doing it to show the guerrilla brothers on the other side, and the brothers on the other side were so angry that the faces of the brothers on the other side turned pale.

"Your mother's little devil, there is a kind of beating at grandpa, what is it to bully the corpse!" The brothers at the observation post on the other side of the river cursed angrily and kept pulling the trigger and shooting.

But across the river, the devils were out of range of their rifles, and they found themselves powerless except for anger.

"The brothers died hard, and they did not disgrace us Chinese! We can't let the little devils look flat, shoot into the sky, and see off the brothers! The squad leader of the observation post wiped tears from his face and yelled in a choked voice.

"Bang bang bang!" A neat row of gunshots rang out across the gently flowing river, and the brethren's swarthy faces were filled with tears.

The guerrilla squad leader put down his gun and pointed to the other side in a low voice: "You can see clearly, the little devil is so bad as to abuse our brothers, he won't even let go of the corpse when he dies, you also remember it for me, if you encounter a little devil in the future, you will be killed!" ”

"No mercy!"

The brothers at the observation post watched as they tossed the bodies of the fallen brothers around the other side like clowns, their eyes full of murder.

"Let's go!"

The guerrilla squad leader could not bear to look at the brothers who had been killed by the devils, so he turned around and strode away, and the angry brothers soon disappeared on the riverbank.

Watching the guerrilla observation post on the other side disappear, the little devils who had been on fire all the time were still running and jumping there, and even brought the wolf dogs in the search team to gnaw on the bloody corpses, and a large group of devils gathered around and laughed.

"Bang! Boom! Boom! ”

White smoke rose from the hidden positions of the guerrillas on the other side of the river, and high-explosive bombs swept across the river bank with a vengeful roar and fell into the crowd of violent devils.

The clumps of mud were blown up, and the devils who were screaming and laughing around were cried wolf howls by the bombed ghosts, and the flesh and blood flew up, and even the wolf dogs were blown up and flew sideways.

"Eight Ga Ya Road!"

Seeing that the Chinese guerrillas actually pulled the infantry artillery over, the bombed gray-faced devils were so angry that they screamed.

Soon, the devil's retaliatory cannonballs hit the river bank head-on, and many of them landed in the river, raising huge columns of water and flying turbid waves.

Although the strength of the guerrillas has been strengthened, and every guerrilla battalion is equipped with a machine gun company, from infantry guns to mortar grenadiers, ammunition has always been an obstacle to the improvement of combat effectiveness.

The brothers of the artillery squad also carried out only a few retaliatory bombardments against the devils before they immediately moved, first, because of the lack of ammunition, and second, their strength was still weak, and they had not yet reached the strength to fight against the devils.

The weary devils did not know much about the situation on the other side of the river, and they had no intention of crossing the river until they had received a definite order to attack, so the brief battle was quickly over, and it was invisibly eliminated.

Although the fighting here has stopped, the gunfire on the battlefield is ringing from far and near, and the guerrilla groups that are active around the devils are launching cold gun attacks on the devils almost all the time.

However, the little devils have already raised their vigilance, and it is in broad daylight, and the sorties of the guerrilla groups are only raids and harassments, and the effect of striking at the devils is far less good than the attacks at night.

The Devils' attack in the morning had advanced less than three kilometers, and the huge casualties made their attack appear weak.

The devil soldiers, who had endured the exhaustion and cold, had to stop again in the field to rest and wait for the brigade headquarters to adjust the attack plan.

More than ten hours have passed since the high-spirited Hirayama Brigade set off from Gaoyou, and the failure of the attack made the captain Hirayama Kei feel very bad.

A group of haggard-looking staff officers were discussing around the map, re-examining their opponents and adjusting their plans based on the information provided by the current spearhead squad.

"Report, detachment leader urgent!" A devil's communications soldier ran up to Hirayama Kei and gave a military salute.

"Read—" Captain Hirayama Kei didn't answer the telegram, rubbing his tired temples and spoke.

After the communication soldier was stunned for a moment, he immediately unfolded the message: "The Xiyuan Artillery Brigade will go to the battlefield of the Jieshou and cooperate with your troops to launch a strong attack on the Zhina Army in front of them, and be sure to conquer the Jieshou and open the passage with Baoying......"

Although the detachment leader, Taro Sano, sent an artillery brigade to support, the captain of the brigade, instead of feeling the slightest joy, he felt a pressure.

He sent a telegram to the detachment commander explaining that he had encountered stubborn resistance from the Chinese army, and he just wanted the detachment leader Taro Sano to give him more time.

But now that Taro Sano has directly sent the artillery brigade, the purpose is self-evident, that is, serious dissatisfaction with the failure of their attack.

If they need the assistance of the artillery brigade to capture the head of the realm, then their Pingshan brigade will also lose face, and I am afraid that they will not be able to raise their heads in the future.

The staff officers of the brigade headquarters who were discussing were also clenching their teeth, their fists clenched tightly, and their faces were full of anger.

This telegram not only told them that reinforcements were coming, but more importantly, it was contemptuous of their brigade, which made them how could they accept it.

It is necessary to completely defeat the frontal Chinese army before the arrival of the Xiyuan Artillery Brigade, and it has become the consensus of everyone in the tent to take the head of the realm.

They are proud soldiers of the Empire, and they will never tolerate their own pride being trampled on, and they must defend their honor with blood and courage.

The captain of the devil brigade, Hirayama Jingtetsu, waved his hand to let the communication soldiers retreat, looked at the staff officers with angry faces, and suddenly stood up.

"Command!"

The devil's staff officers are all standing upright and listening to the instructions.

"The squadrons attacked in half an hour! Attack at all costs!! ”

Faced with the pressure of his superiors, the captain of the devil brigade, Hirayama Kei, had to stubbornly organize the troops to attack again.

Because they are soldiers, soldiers have to defend their honor, and it is the task of their Pingshan Brigade to capture the head of the realm, if the Xiyuan Artillery Brigade is captured, their Pingshan Brigade will simply commit suicide.