The rearguard blocking force of the 6th Brigade was broken through countless openings under the desperate attack of the 74th Army, and the two sides were staggered and scuffled together, and the gunfire became denser and tighter, and it was already approaching the brigade headquarters. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

One after another, the news of the urgent situation of the Mori major team was sent to the brigade headquarters of the brigade commander Maruyama Masao, and even if there was no report from Morishige, judging from the sound of gunfire, Maruyama Masao knew that the rear guard troops could no longer hold on.

The Senzhong Brigade is a strong brigade under its command, and they have chased several times the Chinese army for hundreds of miles and won countless victories.

But even such a fierce and powerful brigade could not hold up under the artillery fire in the sky and the desperate impact of Chinese officers and soldiers at this moment, and the tragedy of this battle was beyond Maruyama Masao's imagination.

"You want to eat us in one bite, what a big appetite!"

Maruyama Masao had already judged the intention of the Chinese army, which was to take the opportunity to wipe them out in the mountains, Maruyama Masao stared at the map, his eyes gloomy, and gritted his teeth.

"Tell Mori Shige-san to hold on for another hour." Maruyama Masao retracted his thoughts and raised his head to the combat staff officer.

After bowing his head with a haggard face, the combat staff officer turned around and gave the order, and the atmosphere in the brigade headquarters was somewhat solemn.

"Is the road to evacuation open?" Maruyama asked again.

A junior officer replied, "General, Captain Ono is directing the troops to attack with all their might, but there is no artillery support......

"Pass my order, let Ono-san clear the retreat path within half an hour!" Maruyama Masao's eyes burned: "If we can't get through the way to retreat, our brigade may be wiped out, please be sure to tell Ono-san, please." ”

"Hey!" Shao Zuo bowed heavily: "I will bring all the remaining ammunition over, and I will definitely open the way to retreat!" ”

"This is the moment of life and death for my brigade! Please also ask you to stick to your battle position and stabilize the morale of the army! ”

"Hey!" The senior officers of the brigade headquarters strengthened their confidence and shouted in unison: "Our army will win!" ”

At this moment, the devil is facing the fierce attack of the 74th Army in the back, and he has encountered Yang Ling's desperate resistance in front, and it has reached the moment of life and death, and the slightest carelessness will fall to the ground and the whole army will be wiped out.

Facing life and death, the devil was also anxious, and the only remaining ammunition was taken out without hesitation, pouring towards Yang Ling's three-beam blocking position.

The 70-millimeter high-explosive bomb smashed into Yang Ling's position with a sharp whistling sound, and the loud roar was like a flat mine, almost deafening people's ears.

The billowing smoke and dust of the explosion swept on the mountain beam, the gravel and flying sand were blown up to a height of more than ten meters by the air wave, and the dead branches and leaves were also burned, and in the tremor, the mountain beam almost turned into a volcanic crater.

The devil Shaozo smashed the only two boxes of artillery shells left by the brigade directly under the brigade from the brigade to Yangling's blocking position, as if they were going to blow them up and shatter them.

The grass and trees that grew on the ridges were swept away, and the scorching waves swept away, and even the air seemed to burn, and the brothers on the ridges choked on the smoke poured into their lungs as if they were suffocating, and gasped for breath.

"Kill and change ......"

Looking at the mountain beams shrouded in smoke, the devil Nakasa Ono Ichiro waved his command knife again, but his tone became weak, this was the third time he shouted to attack.

The first two attacks were repulsed, and they left countless corpses on the ridges, and the tenacity of those defenders was beyond his expectations.

Hundreds of exhausted devils once again bent on their waists and launched an attack, and they had not closed their eyes all night, and their feet were now weak, their heads were groggy, and they were mechanically doing tactical movements.

"The devil is coming!" In the thick smoke, the observation post shouted weakly, and then pulled the bolt with great difficulty.

Yang Ling's physical condition of these brothers is not better than that of the little devils, they are extremely tired, they can now fall asleep on the ground, and now they are completely supported by perseverance.

In the battle just now, the brothers on the various positions suffered a lot of losses, but the brothers who were still alive also climbed to their positions, pulled the bolts of their guns, and quietly waited for the little devils to come.

Yang Ling, who was a little dazed, was also lying in a foxhole, and the smoke was blown away by the mountain wind, and he could already see the fierce figure of the devil in the distance.

The devil is as obscene as ever, the cat trots towards this side and rushes over, at first the devil was still screaming and shouting, but now he has no strength to shout, just bury his head and rush.

The weeds and shrubs near the position were shattered by the shells, the swaying trees were turned into bare wooden stakes, and there were still many brothers alive, and the sound of pulling the bolts of the guns was reassuring.

Yang Ling knew very well that his decision to block might cause heavy casualties and even annihilation of the brothers, but he was unwilling to let the devils run back like this, and then replenish the ammunition and fight back majestically to kill their brothers, how could there be such a cheap thing in the world.

He Yang Ling doesn't want to be promoted and get rich, his life is all exchanged for countless sacrificed brothers on the battlefield in the rain of bullets, and the meaning of his life is to kill more devils for those dead brothers.

This time, the Maruyama brigade has run out of ammunition and food, as long as they block the devils to the death, then it is possible to wipe them all out in the mountains, this is an opportunity, a chance for him to pay off the debt of the sacrificed brothers, he is not ready to go back alive.

Those brothers who were willing to follow him to fight together were also people who had gone through the ghost gate, and they didn't want to go back alive, they felt that as long as they blocked the devil this time, they would earn it, and they would not hesitate to die.

People who have experienced countless bloody battles and lived, they not only have a blood feud with the devil, they are no longer just simply killing the enemy to serve the country, they are more often just fulfilling the long-cherished wishes of those sacrificial brothers and living, living mechanically.

"Poof!" The whizzing bullets flew through the smoke, and a patch of dirt rose in front of Yang Ling, and he had to close his eyes and lower his head to prevent the flying dirt from burrowing into his eyes.

Life on the battlefield is fragile, so fragile that flying gravel and sand can kill people, so it is not easy for anyone to survive from the battlefield.

Yang Ling is no longer the deputy head of the regiment, all the positions have been handed over to the brothers, and what they need is to hold on to this fragile line of defense.

He lay on the ground like a normal soldier, thrust the bullet onto the chamber with a thud, and the crosshair was set at a devil who was stumbling a little.

"Bang!"

The bullet pierced the devil's neck, and a large stream of bright red blood flew up, brilliant and dazzling.

Yang Ling didn't check his results, turned over and left his position, rolled into a shallow pit, withdrew the hot bullet case, and mechanically loaded the bullet again.