The night faded, the sky brightened, and the sound of gunfire on the battlefield that had been crackling all night became sparse, and although the devil refused to retreat, he was already tired.

The Chinese defenders who were strangled in the trenches and bunkers fought all night and suffered heavy casualties, although the little devils were under their noses, they were unable to launch a counterattack, and the two sides were in a stalemate not far from each other.

A pale white mist filled the air, and a viscous and damp mist flowed low along the mountains and trenches, enveloping a dark red battlefield full of corpses, as if to cover up the tragedy.

The fog blurred the vision, and the undulating mountains loomed in the mist, as if they were hiding infinite killing opportunities.

A brother crawled along a trench that was almost blown up, and soon crawled into a crater with half of the devil's corpse lying on the edge.

In this funnel-like crater, three bloodied brothers were lying in a comfortable position, their guns in their hands, and their mouths gnawing on hard dry food.

After a night of fierce fighting, hunger and fatigue were eating away at the brothers' fighting power, and although the sky was already bright, the devils showed no sign of retreating, so they could only stay up.

"Platoon commander, why hasn't the little devil withdrawn?"

The brother approached the platoon commander, who was unkempt and his eyes were blood-red, and asked in a low voice.

The platoon commander stuffed the last bit of cold and hard dry food into his mouth and asked with a smile: "What, can't you hold on?" ”

The brother nodded embarrassedly and said, "The cooking class doesn't know how to bring some food, so it's not a problem to stay up like this." ”

The platoon commander looked at the "veteran" brother who had been in the army for less than a few weeks, and smiled: "Where is this, even if the cooking class has a heart, and the devil's firepower is blocked, this meal will not be delivered for a while, and if you don't want to starve, you can find a way to get it from the devil." ”

Compared with the veteran platoon commanders who have fought countless vicious battles with devils, these brothers who have only been in the army for a week or two have become "veterans" after a few battles, but they still lack battlefield experience.

"Platoon commander, there's movement!" While the two were talking in a low voice, they were interrupted by another brother.

The platoon commander was so distracted that he hurriedly grabbed the gun placed next to him in his hand, quickly put the gun on fire, climbed to the edge of the crater, poked out half of his head, and carefully observed outward.

In the wafting damp mist, several little devils were like ghosts and covered each other.

"The devil is coming, who still has a grenade, give me one." The platoon commander retracted his head into the crater and whispered.

The two sides fought all night, and although the Chinese officers and soldiers were still holding their positions, their ammunition was running out.

"I have one more here." The brother who had climbed into the crater hurriedly pulled a grenade out of his open pocket and handed it over.

The platoon commander skillfully unscrewed the bottom cover of the wooden-handled grenade, and the other three lying in the crater all fired their guns and loaded their bayonets on the bayonet mount.

Although the devils had deliberately slowed their pace, they could still hear the approaching footsteps, and their breathing became rapid as they clutched their rifles tightly.

The obscene figure of the devil loomed in the mist, and the number of devils who came over was not much, only five, and they put their guns on their shoulders and quietly began to infiltrate, and the fog provided them with excellent cover.

The platoon commander estimated the distance from the devil, and when he saw that it was almost there, he pulled the grenade and threw it hard.

"Boom!"

The grenade exploded in the mist, and the two devils who were moving forward on the cat's waist were blown over in the flames of the explosion, and they howled miserably.

"Rush! Kill them! The veteran platoon leader's body jumped up from the crater and rushed towards the other devils who were in shock.

The other three brothers did not hesitate in the slightest, and rushed out of the crater behind the platoon commander, pulling the trigger on the devil as they rushed.

In the mist, a dull burst of gunfire rang out, and the two sides fired almost face-to-face, and one brother was shot in the thigh and fell, but their bullets also knocked over two devils.

They were so close that they didn't have time to fire a second shot, and under the leadership of the platoon commander, they collided with another devil.

The experienced platoon commander swung away the devil's bayonet with a bayonet, and the burly body that was unabated slammed into the devil's body, and the devil stumbled with a strong force.

Before the devil could regain his footing, another brother who rushed forward had already plunged his bayonet into the devil's waist with a pop, and the devil let out a terrible scream and was knocked to the ground by the butt of a gun.

The two brothers who followed behind also neatly stabbed the rest of the devils who fell to the ground, ending the devils' wailing.

"Withdraw!"

The veteran platoon commander quickly snatched the bullets, dry food and rifles from the devil's body, and quickly ran to a half-collapsed bunker with his waist bent.

They were able to deal with the five devils in a flash of lightning, taking away their belongings, but the gunfire and screams immediately attracted a string of bullets.

"Da Da Da-"

In the invisible fog, the devil's machine gun howled, and the bullets whistled through the fog and came straight for them.

"Poof!" The bullets slammed the ground into the ground, chasing their butts all the way to the half-collapsed bunker.

The devil's machine gun also drew a counterattack from a defender's bunker machine gun, the muzzle of which sprayed a long tongue of fire in the mist, and the hot bullets passed through the wet weapon, bringing out a white trajectory visible to the naked eye.

The devils wanted to take advantage of the cover of the fog to launch another infiltration attack, but the entire defense line was impenetrable by the Chinese officers and soldiers, and all the devils' efforts were in vain.

The machine guns on both sides stopped after firing only one round of bullets, and both were holding the machine guns and moving their positions.

As soon as the machine gunners on both sides walked away, mortars and grenadiers rumbled into their original positions.

The silenced sound of gunfire sounded intensively again on the battlefield, as if there was a tacit understanding, and all the places started fighting at the same time.

One after another, grenades and grenades staggered in the air and flew towards the other party's hiding place, and some collided in mid-air and exploded, and the explosion raised clouds of black smoke.

There were also small groups of three or five that shot at each other in the fog and collided with each other, and with a boom, the shouts of killing came to an abrupt end, leaving stumps all over the ground.

The small force of the devils did not succeed in their attempt to penetrate the defense line, and the positions held by the Chinese officers and soldiers seemed to have been blown up beyond recognition by artillery fire, but they were like a huge trap, constantly devouring the lives of the devils.

The Chinese army's defensive line was eerily quiet in the fog, but as soon as the devil made any move, a string of bullets would immediately come in, forcing the devil to retreat.

The number of people who blocked the devils each time was not the same, only a few rifles or a machine gun, and the wings were still quiet, but once the devils tried to force a breakthrough, then bullets would rain from different directions.

This defense of the Chinese army makes the devils crazy, because they can't judge the point of fire in front of them, because the opponent will move when they hit, and if they continue to move forward, bullets will fly in the other direction.

In the face of these firing points in motion at this moment, the devil's precise artillery strikes lost their effectiveness, and they could not break through only by relying on the infantry, and the two sides fell into a stalemate.