The sound of gunfire resounded throughout the area, mixed with the roar of grenadiers and the continuous explosion of grenades, and for a time the battlefield was filled with gunsmoke and thick smoke.

The devil soldiers have pressed up on the whole line, desperate to tear apart this line of defense of the defenders, and the defenders have also relied on the favorable terrain to build layers of field fortifications to block the attack.

Although the devils rushed fiercely, the intricate terrain and unguardable attacks still made them suffer enough.

Because the ditches in this area are crisscrossed, and the large paddy fields are filled with water, although the devils have spread out in the whole line, most of the devils are rushing forward along the dry ridges, instead of jumping into those muddy and slippery paddy fields, because they are stuck in the mud, they can't run at speed.

The guards of the guerrilla officers and men mainly took care of these extended ridges, and sometimes a single machine gun could block the advance of an infantry detachment of devils, forcing the devils to divide their troops and make a detour.

The Devil's offensive front continued to extend on both flanks, and the battle line became wider and wider, which put pressure on the defending guerrillas, but also dispersed the Devil's attacking force.

Although many small groups of devils penetrated through the gaps in the guerrilla defense line, they were soon attacked by the deep positions.

"Quick, quick, detour!"

An infantry detachment of more than a dozen devils relied on the bombardment of the grenadier group to wipe out the guerrillas of a squad blocking them and broke through the defensive line.

They swooped down a slope towards the point of engagement on the left flank, trying to extend their gains by passing behind and cooperating with friendly forces in front of them to flank the defending guerrillas on that side.

The Devil Soldiers' ideas were good, and their tactics were skillful, but they ignored the brothers who were defending the guerrillas in depth.

The entire line of defense was a kilometer deep, and six infantry and one machine gun company were deployed to defend the front line, and two infantry and one machine gun company were scattered in the depth, and they existed as reserves.

About 150 meters behind the guerrilla squad that the devils had broken through, behind an inconspicuous barren grass, was actually a built bunker.

Their original task was to cover the transfer of the guerrilla squad to the second defense position once the brothers of the guerrilla squad in front of them could not hold it.

However, the devils rushed too fiercely, and with the cooperation of machine guns and grenadiers, none of the brothers of this guerrilla squad withdrew, and all of them were killed, and the machine gun team hiding in this bunker could only do it in a hurry.

The machine gun brothers in this bunker looked at the devil infantry detachment trotting from the front of the bunker, their eyes red and full of anger.

"Hit!"

When the devil had just reached the slope, the leader of the machine gun team did not hesitate to give the order to attack.

This group of sudden devils kept their eyes on the place where the battle was not far away, and wanted to rush over to flank it, who would have expected that they would be attacked so close to the position they had just breached.

"Da Da Da! Da-da-da-da! ”

The Heavy in the bunker is an experienced veteran who fires very rhythmic short bursts.

The devil, who was bowing through the gentle slope, was suddenly attacked from the flank, almost defenseless.

"Puff puff ......"

"Ugh!"

"Ahh

The vengeful bullet swept into the devil, and in the unfluffing blood mist, a series of screams rang out one after another, and the devil who was shot lost his center of gravity and rolled down the gentle slope.

One magazine was gone, and there were only three devils left in this infantry detachment, and they dodged in panic and fell to the ground, firing back in the direction of the bunker.

The whizzing bullets sent grass flying around the bunker, but it did not pose the slightest threat to the guerrilla brothers in the bunker.

The Heavy with a new magazine lowered the muzzle of the gun again and pulled the trigger, and a stream of blood flew up, and the three devils lying on the ground were beaten into a sieve.

The same slaughter was taking place along the entire line of defense, and many devils had taken a defensive position with great effort, only to be beaten by the guerrilla brothers in the nearby fortifications before they could cheer, and the positions they had just captured changed hands again.

"Report, the position of the third company has been lost in two places, and the third company has retreated to the second defense!"

"The positions of the Eighth Company have all been lost, and the brothers have retreated!"

"The second line of defense of the fifth company that has been broken by the devil squad ......"

"An infantry squadron of devils has crossed the Xiaoling River on the right, trying to outflank our rear road in a roundabout way."

Wounded soldiers at the front line were sent down along the communication trenches, accompanied by news that the front line was constantly lost.

Although the guerrillas laid out a lot of in-depth defenses, the battle lasted less than two hours in the face of the devils pressing on the whole front, and the officers and men of the guerrillas had already been beaten back several lines of defense.

If it weren't for the bunkers, machine-gun forts, and intricate field fortifications that delayed the offensive of the devils, the entire defensive line would have collapsed by now.

Fortunately, the guerrillas are no longer the inferior rabble they were at the beginning, and now the defense and transfer are in an orderly manner, covering each other, and although the devils have pressed up on the whole front, they have not defeated the guerrillas, and the guerrillas are still fighting while retreating.

"It seems that we still underestimate the combat effectiveness of the devils, the attack strength of this brigade is too strong, if you don't prepare in advance, it's really hard to say whether you will win or lose." Shen Biao, the commander of the third battalion, listened to the battle situation summarized from everywhere, and his heart palpitated.

"If it had been a year ago, let alone a devil brigade, even if there was a squadron, it would be enough for us."

The blacksmith of the first battalion commander pointed out the fact that the devil's combat effectiveness has seriously declined.

A large number of veterans in the early stage of the devil have been almost consumed in the previous battles, and many of the devil troops now put into the battlefield are newly recruited, and their combat effectiveness is naturally not as good as before.

A year ago, a squadron of devils dared to attack a regiment of Chinese troops, and dared to boldly divide their troops in a roundabout way, and the devil's arrogance at that time was extremely arrogant.

However, the Chinese army desperately annihilated more than 10,000 devils in Taierzhuang at the cost of several times the loss, and Wanjialing annihilated one of its divisions, which finally suppressed the arrogance of the devils.

With the elongation of the battle line, the main forces of the devils are facing off against the Chinese field troops in the front, and the occupied areas are all some security forces, and their combat effectiveness has also been greatly reduced, which is also the reason why Yang Ling and their battles have been victorious.

Because it is equivalent to them fighting with the devil who is equivalent to the strength of the heavy soldier with all their strength with combat soldiers, if they lose the battle again, then they simply wipe their necks.

"After two hours of fighting, the devil's strength is almost exhausted, our reserve brothers have come over several times to ask for battle, if we don't give the order to fight back, those brothers may not be able to help but kill themselves." Deputy battalion commander Luo Feng walked over with a ghost head knife.

"Damn, it's against the sky, without Lao Tzu's order, who dares to act rashly, Lao Tzu won't pick his skin!" The third battalion commander, Shen Biao, warned viciously.

"The brothers are very enthusiastic about fighting, Deputy Battalion Commander Luo, you go and tell the brothers, let them prepare for battle, and when the devils rush to the fifth defense, they will fight back, and don't be strained when the time comes."

"Yes!" Deputy battalion commander Luo Feng answered, and immediately turned around and strode towards the hidden place of the reserve.