"Bang bang bang..." A messy rifle sound sounded, and under the precise blows of hundreds of riflemen, nearly two hundred little devils began to fall on the way to charge one after another. Although, the heavy machine guns used by the army as cover continued to shoot dense bullets at the blocking position. However, on a position several hundred meters wide, hundreds of riflemen changed their firing positions almost every time they fired a shot, which gave the heavy machine gunners of the army the idea of using cannons to shoot mosquitoes... Of course, Matsui Daisa, the commander of the army wing who was supervising the battle in the rear, discovered this serious problem at the first time. Because he believed that according to such losses, the strength of one of his squadrons would be completely lost before they could charge to the blocking position of the Eighth Route Army..." Grenadiers, immediately assemble all the grenadiers of the entire wing for fire cover, hurry..."In the command of the wing commander Matsui Daisa. Dozens of grenadiers immediately lined up and appeared two or three hundred meters in front of the position, and began to accurately fire one grenade after another into the blocking position of the first battalion..."In the face of the sudden artillery fire, the casualties of the first battalion immediately began to increase dramatically. At the same time, the three heavy machine guns on the position of the first battalion were also forced to open fire in advance under the command of the battalion commander and began to suppress the enemy's grenadiers.

In a dense burst of explosions, the positions of the three heavy machine guns were covered by artillery fire one after another, and turned into ruins... The density of fire on the entire blocking position was weakened by half at once due to the destruction of the heavy machine guns, and only a few riflemen remained, putting up desperate resistance..."Damn, I can't help it. All light machine guns were ordered, and fire was fired at once. Remember, shoot a shuttle bullet, change the machine gun position, and don't let the grenadier of the little devil be aim..."Looking at the three heavy machine gun positions that were emitting gunsmoke, I looked at the little devil who was getting closer and closer in front of me. The commander of the first battalion clenched his fists tightly and ordered fiercely.

With the continuous firing of thirty crooked light machine guns, the firepower of the entire blocking position was immediately strengthened to the highest peak....The little devils who had already charged to the position more than 100 meters away were knocked to the ground one after another under the intensive fire counterattack. And more little devils, who luckily dodged the dense bullets, lay on the ground, and began to shoot at a battalion on the position... The army had more than a dozen heavy machine guns and dozens of grenadiers, and a battalion of 30 light machine guns and less than 10 grenadiers. The men and horses of the enemy and us were firing back and forth from the positions less than 150 meters apart. Flying bullets come and go, constantly killing and injuring the opponent's living force... However, after all, the first battalion had the cover of the trenches on the blocking position, and the chance of being hit directly was very small. And the little devil lying more than 100 meters in front of the position, because he did not have any cover of the position, was completely exposed to the guns of the fighters. Therefore, the casualties of the troops are very huge. Just when the casualties of the first battalion were about to reach nearly 100, the more than 100 little devils hidden in front of the position had only a few dozen people left, and the sparse sound of rifles could not pose any threat to the soldiers on the position at all.

"Baga, order the remaining troops of the entire wing to continue the offensive and be sure to rush into the blocking position of the Eighth Route Army... Ordered the air force units to immediately bomb and strafe the enemy's positions, and immediately go and convey the order..."Seeing the tragic scene on the battlefield. Because of the huge casualties of his own troops, Wing Commander Matsui Daisa, who was about to lose his mind, roared loudly at the chief of staff beside him..."However, Your Excellency Wing Commander, there are still many of our soldiers in front of the Eighth Route Army's blocking position. If we let the planes bomb us, even our people will be affected," the chief of staff reminded in a whisper.

"Yaga, for the sake of the Emperor and for the future of the Great Empire, the necessary sacrifice is worth it. As long as I can take the position of the Eighth Route Army on the opposite side, I think they will understand what I am doing. Now that the Eighth Route Army has all entered the position, it is the best time for us to carry out air strikes. Hurry up, go and deliver the order right away..."Wing Commander Matsui Osa replied with an affirmative expression.

"Hi, Your Excellency Wing Commander," replied the Chief of Staff in a loud voice. At the same time, before the Eighth Route Army began to block the position, dozens of imperial soldiers who were shooting tenaciously secretly prayed that they would be able to avoid the possible bombardment for a while.

Sure enough, less than a few minutes after the chief of staff of the wing left, three planes flew over the battlefield with a loud whistling sound. Although, more than a dozen crooked handles that served as air defense constantly shot dense tongues of fire into the sky. However, to everyone's surprise, this time the three planes did not have any fear. Instead, it was divided into two, and the two planes were responsible for attracting and destroying the anti-aircraft fire of the Eighth Route Army on the ground, while the remaining planes flew towards the blocking position where the first battalion was located with a huge whistle that broke through the air.

"Woo woo woo ...", a continuous whistling sound sounded. A series of aerial bombs were dropped from the planes at an altitude of several hundred meters and landed accurately on the blocking position where the first battalion was located. A dense explosion sounded, and the entire position was immediately enveloped in smoke from the explosion of the bomb, and it was plunged into a sea of fire.

At the same time, the position of the first battalion, which had just fired a dense rain of bullets, also became silent because of the sound of explosions that had just been rushing. Only bursts of sparse bullets remained, constantly shooting out of the thick smoke of gunpowder. However, the little devil who was a hundred meters away from the position was also affected. Dozens of little devils, at the same time as the explosion sounded, were also shocked to death or stunned by the violent explosion, and completely lost their combat effectiveness..."Damn, the little devils are so ruthless that even their own people dare to blow up... Is there anything alive, the living ones will get up immediately, follow me into the artillery hole, hurry up..."The commander of the battalion who got up from a pile of ruins was covered in dust. Facing the deformed trench in front of him, which had been completely bombed, he shouted loudly... Gradually, one after another, warriors emerged from the dirt. Under the command of the platoon commanders of their respective companies, they quickly drilled into the anti-artillery holes in the rear. However, more fighters lost their lives in the air raid just now. After all, in the air raid just now, because the army carried out low-altitude bomb drops, the hit rate was very high. At least a dozen aerial bombs weighing tens of kilograms accurately landed in the trenches and on the side of the fighters.

"Battalion commander, the casualties of the troops have been counted, and now there are 289 people left in the battalion to continue fighting. In addition, all the light machine guns in the battalion, after the air raid just now, there are now less than ten left to continue to use..."The instructor took the casualty report and came to his partner with his head down.

"The fighters are all good. Tell the rest of the people that we are here today to teach the little devils in front of us a good lesson and avenge the sacrificed comrades. Hold your ground, fight to the death and never retreat..."I heard that I had a reorganized battalion, and in less than half an hour, the troops had suffered more than half of the casualties. In the face of this bloody fact, the eyes of the first battalion commander slowly showed bursts of murderous aura, and he scolded fiercely at the hole of the anti-artillery hole.

Just when the rest of the fighters, at the end of the air raid, came to the position again. Because the only anti-aircraft firepower of the troops had been destroyed by the planes of the Chinese army, it can be said that the bombing of the positions by the Japanese army was particularly thorough. The entire blocking position was almost razed to the ground, and not even the shadow of the trenches could be seen.

What's more important is that the remaining 300 little devils of the army's vanguard wing, under the cover of the plane, have already touched the distance of more than 100 meters from the position at this moment. The heavy machine guns used by the army as cover fired bullets like bullets at a ruined position, so that the soldiers who drilled out of the trenches had no place to carry out covert counterattacks.

There was no blocking position, and in the face of the heavy machine-gun fire of the Japanese army. The only combat plan that would allow the first battalion to achieve victory now was hand-to-hand combat. Only when the soldiers of both sides are completely mixed together, and the enemy's heavy machine-gun fire and air reinforcements cannot pose a threat to themselves. And the entire battalion, under the command of the battalion commander, did just that.

The remaining more than 200 soldiers, under the command of the first battalion commander, all lay motionless on the position that had become a ruin, holding grenades tightly in their hands, ready to drop bombs at any time. Then, quietly waiting for the arrival of the little devil. There was no machine gun blocking on the blocking position, and the speed of the little devil's attack was very fast, and in less than a few seconds, the soldiers lying on the ruins could already clearly see the little devil's facial expressions.

"Throw grenades, put on bayonets, charge with me... Comrades, kill with me..."After a rain of grenades, more than 200 soldiers of the Eighth Route Army with rifles in their hands immediately appeared in the quiet position. More than 200 fighters, under the leadership of their respective commanders, shouted slogans and quickly rushed towards the little devils who were struggling in the rain of grenades..."Kill to..."Comrades, kill with me..."More than 200 fighters, more than 200 little devils left after the grenade explosion. Without any accident, the rifle that had already been loaded with a bayonet in his hand was quickly collided. A "snort" sound of a bayonet stabbing into the body sounded, and at the place where the two armies came into contact, dozens of corpses immediately fell horizontally, the corpses of soldiers on both sides of the enemy and our side... However, the two charging troops, who only stayed here for less than a few seconds, quickly rushed into each other's formation. Suddenly, on the huge battlefield, the heavy machine gun, which had just been spitting out a dense rain of bullets, stopped because of the beginning of hand-to-hand combat. The eyes of everyone on the entire battlefield were attracted by the hand-to-hand combat here... The clashing of bayonets, the screams of soldiers before they died, the shouts of soldiers to kill, like a symphony of battles, sounded on the battlefield. In the face of cruelty and blood, one by one the living soldiers were instantly stabbed into corpses by bayonets... The round heads fell from the waves under the slashing of the warriors' broadswords. Thinking about the messy entanglement, it was like being kicked around by soldiers on both sides of the enemy. In just a few minutes, nearly 100 soldiers from both sides of the battlefield fell. At the same time, the air was slowly filled with thick blood..."Yaga, I really didn't expect it. The soldiers of the Eighth Route Army, who were poorly equipped at the beginning, developed in less than a few years. Not only are they equipped with a large number of weapons that fight the standards of the Imperial Army, but more importantly, their hand-to-hand combat tactics have also improved so quickly. Compared with the fight against the Imperial Army, it is on par. "Through the binoculars, Lieutenant General Shigehou Yamaoka, the commander of the division, who had been watching the battle in the rear. Seeing that the ratio of soldiers on both sides of the battlefield engaged in hand-to-hand combat had not changed at all, he couldn't help but frown and let out an exclamation.

"Hi, Your Excellency, Division Commander. If nothing else, the final result of this hand-to-hand battle must be that the two units suffered heavy losses at the same time and lost their combat effectiveness..."The chief of staff also nodded in agreement, and did not have any hurry. Because they believe that as long as they are in hand-to-hand combat, they can completely annihilate the Eighth Route Army. Then, the blocking position in front of you can be easily occupied, and the obstacles in front of your own division and regiment will be easily eliminated.

"Yo Xi, order all the troops, get ready to go. As soon as the hand-to-hand combat was over, the troops immediately occupied the blocking position of the Eighth Route Army and continued to march. The commander of the division, Lieutenant General Shigehou Yamaoka, replied confidently.

As time passed, there were more than 400 people in the hand-to-hand combat battlefield just now, and at this moment, there were less than 150 people left. Because the officers at all levels of the guard brigade were equipped with a large number of shell guns, a large part of the casualties of the army were caused by these shell guns. Therefore, among the more than 100 people left on the battlefield, there were only a few less than a squad left in the army. More than forty little devils, under the continuous compression of the fighters, have formed three stabbing formations back to back, ready to make their last stand... However, although the fighters were also red-eyed in the hand-to-hand combat just now. Even the commander of the first battalion was dyed red by the blood of the little devils at this moment because he killed seven or eight little devils in a row, as if he had just crawled out of hell. However, seeing that there were less than a hundred soldiers left in his own battalion, he was looking at the thousands of main forces of the Yue army a few hundred meters away. Without any hesitation, the commander of the first battalion quickly threw down the rifle whose bayonet had been bent in his hand, picked up a crooked light machine gun that had been thrown on the battlefield, loaded the bullet, and quickly walked in the direction where the little devils were assembled.

"What are you doing in a daze, can the bullet in your hand be used as food? All fire on me, and immediately retreat. Do you want to let the little devil make dumplings in one camp... As he spoke, the commander of the first battalion had already raised the crooked light machine gun in his hand and pulled the trigger on the dozen stunned little devils in front of him. The remaining bullets from the machine gun were all shot into the stomach of the little devil in front of him... Suddenly, a dense burst of gunfire rang out in the entire position. The remaining dozens of little devils didn't even have time to react, and they were all wiped out by the soldiers. As for the remaining less than 100 soldiers in the entire battalion, they supported each other, and under the leadership of the commander of the first battalion, they quickly retreated to their positions. Along the communication trenches, the battlefield was withdrawn. The blocking position, which had been turned into a ruin, was given to the little devil..."Report to the brigade commander that the first battalion did not complete the task and retreated after only holding on for fifty minutes, and asked the brigade commander to punish him..."The battalion commander whose whole body was stained red with the blood of the little devil slowly came to the headquarters of the guard brigade with the remaining remnants of the troops. Looking at the position that had been occupied by the army a kilometer away, the commander of a battalion came to Bruce Lee and replied loudly.

"Battalion Commander Wang, you have done a good job, and the comrades have fought very well and fought very tenaciously. Although you retreated ten minutes early, what I want to tell you is that not only are you not wrong, but you are meritorious. When the time comes, I will definitely ask my superiors for credit for you. In your own position, with the strength of a battalion, you wiped out more than 1,000 people in less than an hour. It can be said that your battalion is the unit that has eliminated the largest number of troops since our guard brigade joined the battle. Comrades, not only will I not punish you, but I will reward you. Comrades, your tasks have been completed, and the rest of the tasks will be completed by the other fighters of the Guard Brigade. The hatred of those sacrificed soldiers, we will also take revenge on the little devils... Company Commander Wang, immediately take the soldiers of the first battalion down to rest, remember, let the field hospital use the best medicine to treat the wounded soldiers..."Looking at the remnants of less than a hundred soldiers in front of him. As the brigade commander, Bruce Lee was very moved, and after giving everyone a solemn military salute, he ordered loudly.

"Yes, brigade commander....", dozens of fighters, replied loudly. With the support of the logistics soldiers, one by one they walked towards the brigade headquarters field hospital.

"Brigade commander, through the battle just now of the first battalion, do I think our guard brigade should change the combat plan?" Looking at the departing battalion, the chief of staff standing beside Bruce Lee suggested thoughtfully.

"Chief of Staff, I mean that too. We can no longer hold on to our positions. Otherwise, under the bombing of the Japanese military planes, the casualties of the soldiers were very huge. It's like a battalion just now, and in less than an hour of fighting, the troops lost four-fifths of the troops... Chief of Staff, what do you mean? Bruce Lee said. Then, he looked at the chief of staff beside him.

(To be continued)