Niu Dali saw the two bunkers on the east bank of the Japanese Yellow River pontoon bridge, which were bombarded by dozens of shells, and he waved his hand and shouted: "Stop the shelling, give full play to the maximum firepower with light and heavy weapons, and eliminate the little devils who resist on the shore and beach positions." ”

The independent regiment attacked the main force of the Japanese shore position, and as soon as the artillery fire destroyed the enemy's two bunkers, the units bravely took the lead and launched the most fierce attack on the devil's position.

At this time, the earth, rock, dust and fog raised by the artillery explosion had not yet dispersed, and fierce gunfire suddenly broke out in the bunker, and the machine guns spit out tongues of fire, strafing the attacking soldiers of the Eighth Route Army, and the troops who were forcibly attacking the devil's position, were suppressed by fire, and those who rushed in front were shot and fell, and the soldiers behind rushed forward without fear.

Wave after wave of soldiers rushing to the enemy's position, fell under the powerful firepower of the devils, Niu Dali saw the two bunkers of the Japanese shore and beach where the smoke of artillery fire had dissipated, as if they had not been bombarded by artillery fire, but a big crater was blown up around the bunker, and the bunkers were still there, and the devils blocked the attacking independent regiment of the Eighth Route Army with maximum firepower from the machine gun hole.

Niu Dali saw that the soldiers suffered heavy casualties, so he had to give an order to stop the attack, suppress it with local fire, cover the demolition platoon led by Deputy Battalion Commander Zhang Ting, and blast the devil's bunker at close range.

When Zhang Ting was bombarding the enemy bunker with a battalion of artillery fire in turn, he ordered the soldiers to quickly approach the bunker with the help of artillery cover, wait for the artillery fire to stop, and once the Japanese bunker was not destroyed by artillery fire, immediately carry out manual blasting.

When the Japanese bunker was annihilated by artillery fire, the soldiers around them thought that they had destroyed the enemy bunker, but before the dust and fog raised by the last round of shells cleared, the enemy's bunker spat out tongues of fire, killing and injuring the main attacking force.

Zhang Ting's eyes breathed fire in his eyes and ordered: "Divided into two squads and ten groups, one team blasts the bunker upstream of the Yellow River bank, and the other team blows up the downstream bunker, each time two groups go up, and the second wave will follow immediately if it is unsuccessful, and the mobile team left behind by each squad at the end, once the team that carried out the blasting in front fails, it is necessary to blow up the devil's bunker at all costs." ”

The fighters of the first two groups of the two demolition teams, holding cluster grenades, quickly approached the bunker of the devils on the beach, and before they could get close to them, they were discovered by the devils in the bunker, turned their guns and fired, and the fighters of the first group were shot and fell to the ground.

Zhang Ting saw that the soldiers of the first wave of the action group fell in a pool of blood, and he shouted angrily: "The second wave rushes up, you must pay attention to concealment." ”

The soldiers of the second wave, accepting the lesson of the first wave of blood in battle, took advantage of the cover of night, lay on the ground, crawled quickly close to the devil's bunker, and were about to rush to the bunker, when suddenly the devil fired two incendiary bombs, illuminating the entire position with a bright light.

The cunning little devil took advantage of the light of the incendiary bomb to concentrate his firepower to block the main force of the attacking Independent Regiment of the Eighth Route Army.

The second wave of fighters, who were about to approach the bunker, immediately rolled and scattered as soon as the incendiary bombs illuminated the entire position, approaching the bunker as fast as possible.

The second group of fighters responsible for destroying the bunker upstream of the Yellow River pontoon bridge was alertly lying on the ground and not moving, and at the moment when the incendiary bomb was extinguished, it suddenly bounced, like a galloping tiger and leopard, and rushed to the bunker.

Of the three fighters in charge of frontal blasting, only one of the two sacrificed remained, and the remaining soldier concentrated the grenade on himself, in order to keep his lower body from being injured by bullets, he leaned his body against the bunker, he looked at the barrel of the devil's machine gun in front of him, stretched out the shooting hole, spit out tongues of fire, killing the soldiers who were killing and injuring the attacker, he bounced up his upper body violently, and threw the cluster grenade in his hand into the bunker.

The little devils who were shooting in the bunker saw a pile of smoking stuff stuffed through the hole of the gun, and one of the devils actually grabbed the smoking cluster grenade and threw it out of the hole of the gun.

As soon as the soldier saw that the grenade was thrown out of the bunker, he knew that it was too late to grab the grenade and throw it in, so he suddenly rolled behind the bunker, quickly grabbed the cluster grenades prepared by the other two sacrificed soldiers, pulled off the lead, counted seven, and threw them into the bunker.

'Boom, boom, ......boom', five explosions in a row, the bunker was not destroyed, but the smoke inside exploded, the devils and ghosts of the explosion cried wolf, and the machine guns were suddenly dumb.

The soldier was leaning against the bunker, wounded by shrapnel from the explosion, and he smiled bloodily.

Just when the soldier thought that the devil inside had been killed, suddenly a fierce gunfire broke out in the bunker, and the machine gun spewed tongues of fire, and once again swept towards the main force of the attacking independent regiment.

The soldier grabbed the last bundle of grenades with difficulty, pulled off the fuse, and slammed into the machine gun hole that was blown open by the first wave of grenades, "boom, ......boom" and five consecutive explosions, and the machine gun in the bunker was dumb again, but the heroic soldier in this explosion, a piece of shrapnel hit the head, at the last moment of his sacrifice, there was a smile on his face, the devil's bunker was destroyed by him, and he felt that it was worth dying.

The devil bunker upstream of the Yellow River pontoon bridge was blown open a big gap, and seven or eight of the devils inside were killed, and those who didn't die were also broken arms and legs, wailing and scolding: "Baga, the earth eight roads are really powerful, why do you take such fierce fire to block them, and the earth eight roads are still close to the strong bunker?" ”

Niu Dali saw that the bunker upstream was destroyed, and he shouted 'Rush-' and took the lead in killing it.

The little devil machine gun shooter in the bunker who was not dead heard the earth-shattering shouts from the upstream, and the two devils who were seriously injured and still had their hands and feet still crawled to the machine gun, holding the machine gun with difficulty, and erected it on the broken wall that had been lifted off the top of the bunker, pulling the trigger and suddenly bursting out again, blocking the attack of a battalion of soldiers led by Niu Dali.

Zhang Ting looked at the destroyed bunker upstream, and suddenly burst into fierce machine gun fire, and he ordered the reserve demolition team: "Rush up and blow up the devil's bunker." ”

The fighters of the last group, before they could rush to the bunker, were blocked by the fire of the devil's position and fell in a pool of blood.

Zhang Ting picked up the cluster grenade beside him, and was about to rush up when he bounced, when suddenly Niu vigorously commanded the mortars of the first battalion and fired two cannons at the bunker that was blown up, and the two cannons hit the target, and the upper devil bunker was completely destroyed.

At this time, the bunker of the devils downstream has not been destroyed until now, and the two groups of demomen who climbed up were both shot and fell halfway.

Zhang Ting saw that the bunker upstream was blown up, and the bunker downstream was still bubbling with tongues of fire, with the most fierce firepower, blocking the main force of the Eighth Route Army attacking the devil's position, he ordered the last group of soldiers responsible for blasting the downstream bunker: "Follow me, cover with firepower, I must blow up the last bunker of the devil." ”

Zhang Ting, the platoon commander of the puppet army who was liberated from Liugong Town, and now the deputy commander of the first battalion of the Eighth Route Army's Mountain Column Detachment and the first battalion of the Independent Regiment, has grown into a brave soldier who is determined and is not afraid of death.

He crawled forward with a number of grenades, stopped when the battle was bright all around, and when it was a little darker, like a rabbit, he scurried forward a few steps, quickly lying down, and saw the opportunity to leap forward again.

Zhang Ting finally approached the extension of the bunker, and as he broke through, he collected all the grenades of the sacrificial demoman in the middle of the way, and by this time there were already four grenades in front of him.

Of the three fighters in charge of covering, two were killed, and one wounded soldier dragged his bulleted leg and grabbed two bundles of grenades in both hands, approaching Zhang Ting little by little.

Just when the soldier had no strength at all, Zhang Ting took advantage of the devil's machine gun to swing, suddenly leaned out, pulled the soldier to his side, and handed the two bundles of grenades in the soldier's hand to Zhang Ting, but he was exhausted due to excessive blood loss, and only said: "Deputy battalion commander Zhang, I want to watch you blow up the devil's bunker and then close your eyes." ”

"Good brother, I'll let you see." Zhang Ting put aside the machine gun on his back, grabbed two bundles of grenades, and at the same time pulled off the lead, just before the explosion, grabbed the two bundles of grenades that were about to explode, slammed them into the machine gun hole of the bunker, and bounced back to hold the dying soldier, rolling and rushing to the low-lying place on the side.

'Boom, boom, boom, ......', the continuous explosion overturned the roof of the bunker, and the entire bunker was exposed to the night sky inside and out, and the little devils inside were cried wolf by the bombed ghosts.

Zhang Ting put down the soldier who had died in his arms, took out two grenades, and slammed one on the ground, and threw it at the devil machine gunner who was shooting, and there were two more explosions, and the bunker downstream of the Yellow River pontoon bridge was destroyed by the brave Zhang Ting.

Just as Zhang Ting jumped up and was about to rush to the bunker to pick up the machine gun he had placed there, a bullet hit Zhang Ting, Zhang Ting threw his hands back, and his body fell backwards and fell to the ground with a bang.