Gray smoke shrouded the scorched earth dripping with black blood, and hundreds of red-eyed brothers and fierce devils fought fiercely in hand-to-hand combat. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The butt of the gun crumbled and the skull shattered, the broadsword danced wildly with the rain of blood, and the bayonet nailed the dirty body to the ground, stones, teeth, fists......

In this white-hot battlefield, everything that can be used around you has become a weapon of killing, and fresh lives are constantly disappearing.

The intense blood and anger stimulated the honest farmers who used to be soldiers, and in the face of the little devils whose eyes radiated the light of beasts, they also fought for their lives.

The terrible screams and angry tiger roars were mixed with the dense gunfire, and the devil's stabbing was fierce, but it could not stand the brothers who were desperately fighting.

The brethren's uniforms were stained in scorched earth and blood, their eyes blood-red and unkempt, and they smiled bitterly in the face of the bayonets that pierced their bodies, and without hesitation they pulled their grenades.

With the dull explosion of grenades, from time to time people in the melee position were shattered and thrown high, both their own brothers and those devils with fierce faces.

The stench of viscera mixed with the blood made the scorched earth slippery beneath their feet, and finally the blood flowed like a river, and their feet became a pool of blood mixed with minced flesh.

The facial muscles of Ichiro Ono, the captain of the devil brigade who was standing halfway up the mountain, twitched violently, and his heart was dripping blood as he watched his subordinates being held by Chinese soldiers and blown into a cloud of blood by grenades.

Every soldier under his command is an elite soldier who has undergone rigorous training, but it is not worth it to be killed by the Chinese soldiers with weak combat power to pull a grenade!

"Brethren! Come on! Hurry up! ”

The commander of the first battalion, Lu Xing, was leading the other two companies to attack the positions on the left and right flanks of the devils, and when he saw that this place had been broken through, he immediately gave up the enemy in front of him, turned his head and led people to try to rush in along the gap opened by the first company.

Hundreds of fresh troops rushed into the fighting battle group, and the more than a dozen devil soldiers who faced them were directly solved by bayonets neatly, and the balance of victory and defeat on the battlefield quickly favored the Chinese army.

"The fifth squadron is attacking! Crush the people of China! Seeing the position of the first regiment of melee, Ono Ichiro had to send troops to reinforce it.

Nearly two hundred devils swooped down from the mountain like a fierce tiger, and crashed straight into the battle group, and for a while, flesh and blood flew sideways, and the white-knuckle battle was even more tragic.

"Quick! Come on! ”

An infantry battalion led by the commander of the second battalion, Chen Ming, was also ordered to reinforce them, and they quickly advanced over the trenches and the corpses strewn on the ground.

Seeing that hundreds of murderous Chinese soldiers were coming up to reinforce him, Ono Ichiro knew very well in his heart that if they were allowed to rush up, then the front-line position would definitely be lost.

"Machine gun squadron! Stop the shot! Stop the people of China! ”

"Artillery squadron, stop the reinforcements of the China!"

......

Ono Ichiro reacted quickly, and the artillery and machine guns halfway up the mountain opened fire in unison, desperately firing at the reinforced second battalion.

"Teng Teng Teng—"

A network of crossfire formed by several Type 92 heavy machine guns crossed the melee and began to shoot extended, and the bullets like bursting beans shrouded Chen Ming's second battalion brothers in the head.

"Poof!"

"Ugh!"

"Ahh

In the face of this violent rain of bullets, the 2nd Battalion, which was rapidly leaping towards the breakthrough position, suddenly turned on their backs, blood and flesh splashed, and many brothers wailed and fell to the ground.

"Boom-boom-boom-"

The mortars placed by the devils on the top of the hill also began to bombard, and the shells continued to explode among the crowd that leaped forward for reinforcements, and the mud and mist flew and the smoke and dust obscured the eyes.

A shell exploded next to Chen Ming, the commander of the second battalion, and he felt as if he had been pushed violently, and the whole person flew out upside down and hit the trench, and his head was dizzy.

He struggled to his feet, shook his head to make himself clearer, and looked through the smoke screen to see his brother being harvested and torn apart by bullets.

The overwhelming mud and gravel swept through the smoke of gunpowder, and he had to shout: "Hide! Take cover! ”

The second battalion that tried to reinforce was desperately suppressed by the devil's blocking fire net, and could not move at all, and the first battalion, which was fighting bloodily hundreds of meters away, was already crumbling.

Although the brothers of the first battalion were tenacious and brave, they were all facing tough little devils, and they were far inferior to devils in terms of stabbing skills and strength due to long-term malnutrition, and now they are now at a complete disadvantage.

"Call the artillery, suppress the devil's artillery fire for me!"

Seeing that the reinforced second battalion was blocked by devil artillery and machine guns, and could not rush up, the regiment commander Zhang Handuo was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.

The call went to the artillery barracks, but the reply was that the shells had run out.

"Fuck it!" The head of the regiment, Zhang Handuo, angrily threw away his steel helmet.

Seeing that the first battalion was already physically exhausted in hand-to-hand combat with the devils, the second battalion was blocked by the devils and couldn't rush up, if it went on like this, it was not a way.

"Tuanza, take down the brothers, and fight again and you'll be exhausted." Yang Ling had to suggest to the head of the regiment, Zhang Handuo, that he hoped to withdraw and find another way.

But Zhang Handuo, who was red-eyed, could not listen to the dissuasion: "You can't withdraw!" Even if you run out today, you have to take down the position! ”

"You go and tell Chen Ming, you can't rush up and I want his head!" The head of the regiment, Zhang Handuo, ordered Luo Heng viciously to the regiment beside him.

"Yes!" Luo Heng, the regiment, stepped forward and saluted, and jumped out of the trench into the smoke.

Seeing that the regiment commander Zhang Handuo would not give up if he did not take the Minshan position, Yang Ling was also helpless, and ordered to the rear: "Let the third battalion come up and give me reinforcements to suppress the devils with machine guns!" ”

The third battalion acted as a reserve, and was always ready, and when it received the order, it quickly drove up.

Under Yang Ling's order, all light and heavy firepower opened fire one after another, and began to block the firing of the Japanese reinforcements to the melee battlefield.

Both sides desperately suppressed and blocked the reinforcements shooting at each other, and the two sides in hand-to-hand combat at the center of the battle roared and fought in the rain of bullets, and the shouts of killing shook through the mountains.

Lu Xing, the commander of the first battalion, was covered with broken flesh and bones, carrying a bloody big knife and constantly slashing the devil soldiers who rushed in front of him, and four or five devils became decapitated corpses.

And many brothers in hand-to-hand combat have their bayonets curled, but in the white-knuckle battle of life and death, no one dares to be careless.

A ghost soldier chased a young brother with a knife and slashed, and finally the brother who was being chased turned around and stabbed him with the barrel of his gun.

This devil soldier Cao didn't understand until he died, how the rifle without a bayonet pierced his body, but the pain that pierced his heart made him unwillingly slip and fall to the ground, twitching, and soon mixed with the blood and water on the ground.