The position was as silent as death, and everyone was lying quietly behind the bunker like Tang Cheng, using the rifles in their hands to aim at the Japanese soldiers who appeared in front of the position. The silence of the battlefield made Tang Cheng hear his own heartbeat, and he couldn't help but take a long breath, everything in front of him began to become clear, and the Japanese army seemed to start to accelerate towards the position

"Smack!" After a gunshot, Tang Cheng's ears heard the shouts of the veterans roaring and firing, and the guns and flames finally flashed on the position of the first battalion, and the lit guns opened a new round of competition. The veteran soldier beside Tang Cheng quickly shifted his position after shooting, obviously the shot he had just fired was successful, and as soon as he moved out of his position, several bullets from the Japanese army hit the sandbag.

Tang Cheng subconsciously glanced at the veteran with some envy, and then carefully aimed at the earthy yellow that appeared in front of the position, "snap" Tang Cheng's first shot missed, and the Japanese soldier who was hit by the bullet only paused slightly and continued to rush forward, and the bullet that hit him should only be a bruise or not hit the vital point.

Tang Cheng also learned to change his position after shooting, he just fired one shot, one shot, although he failed to shoot the Japanese soldier who had been aimed at him for a long time, he still decided to change his position. Feeling that he was about to collapse, he gasped and left the place where he was lying on his stomach, while carefully raising his gun to aim at the next target, every part of his body hurt: now every time he fired, Tang Cheng felt that the joints and internal organs of his whole body would hurt heartily, and he didn't know if he had suffered internal injuries in the two bombings just now.

Outside the position of the first battalion was an open field, and there was no danger to defend at all, but the soldiers of the first battalion had already packed sand and gravel in sacks, and even used the original craters to dig and connect them together to form rudimentary trenches. Tang Cheng is located behind a sandbag bunker, the two bombardments of the Japanese army have disrupted the deployment of the first battalion, and the position of the second company is still mixed with the people who have gathered the first battalion, and Mazi has been transferred by Liu Shanyang to the position of the first battalion to take charge of the heavy machine gun.

"Boom!" With a loud bang, one of the 1st battalion's machine-gun fire points was drowned in rising smoke, and the Japanese attack was thwarted, and their grenadiers began to provide fire support, the target of course was the 1st battalion's heavy fire weapons. Tang Cheng didn't have time to think about anything else, just kept pulling the bolt to knock out the bullets in the chamber, the number of attacking Japanese soldiers was too large, Tang Cheng had changed from one shot to one place at the beginning to three shots to change positions, and there was only one consequence of this, and the chance of exposing himself to the guns of the Japanese army was greatly increased.

"Pop" Tang Cheng's body shook with the discharge of the bullet, and before he could pull the bolt to stare at the next bullet, there was a scream of the falling shell in mid-air. "Boom" only had time to shrink himself into a ball Tang Cheng was slammed out by the explosion of the air, fortunately the mortar shell from the Japanese army was a little off, otherwise Tang Cheng would have become another cow baby.

"Fire, fire, don't let the little devils come up." The shouts of Liu Goat sounded on the position, and Mazi, who was wounded in the shoulder, held the butt of the light machine gun and kept firing at the Japanese soldiers at dinner on the position. The counterattack of a battalion that had experienced two consecutive bombardments was not very strong, the blood almost painted all the huge positions red, and behind the sandbags in the back row were the wounded who were convulsing and panting, and they could not withdraw for treatment under the fire of the Japanese army, and the lightly wounded and the uninjured lay in a pool of blood one by one and continued to shoot with the sandbags.

The Japanese side was also full of corpses and wounded, I don't know how many times they charged, but their charging team was frantically blocked by a battalion every time, so the Japanese also suffered heavy casualties. The Japanese troops who attacked the position of the first battalion were like crops harvested in the autumn, and a stubble was put down, but the Japanese troops behind were still surging like a tide, and they were carrying out a pig assault in such a narrow place, and it could be seen that the Japanese troops were also playing with their lives, and they were completely lost their normality by the first battalion.

"Tank, devil tank is coming." Qiu Jiangong shouted in a slightly panicked voice, the Japanese army seemed to have discovered that the second company had the smallest number of Chinese soldiers in the position defended, and actually mobilized two tanks to move together, covering the infantry and rushing towards the position of the second company. "You can't retreat, if you retreat, everyone will have no way to live, brothers, let's fight." Qiu Jiangong took out the wine gourd, tilted his head and poured it into the light, grabbed a bundle of grenades, held it in his arms, and crawled out of the position.

"The head fell off the bowl and had a big scar, and eighteen years later, Lao Tzu is still a good man again." One after another, three soldiers of the second company crawled out of the position with grenades and followed Qiu Jiangong to climb towards the Japanese tanks. There were too many corpses outside the position, and Qiu Jiangong's bodies were covered with blood and traces left by gunsmoke, and the covering infantry of the Japanese tanks could not distinguish which one was the corpse and which was the dead soldier of the national army. The first battalion can retreat, but the second company can't, the second company can't afford to retreat, take a step back, and the people of the teaching team will have an excuse to rectify the second company, and they have to block the devils.

In order to give Qiu Jiangong and them the opportunity to attack, Mazi turned his gun and fired fiercely at the Japanese tank. The bullets of the Czech light machine gun could not penetrate the armor of the Japanese tanks, but he could shoot the covering infantry behind the tanks, and he could also attract the attention of the tanks, buying time for Qiu Jiangong and them to move forward.

The bullets fired by Mazi made a tinkling sound on the Japanese tanks, and the ricochets that hit the tanks and refracted caused a lot of casualties to the Japanese covering infantry. "Little devil, grandpa is here, come on, come and beat me." Seeing that the Japanese tank had twisted the turret to his side, Asako quickly shifted the firing position with his light machine gun. Taking advantage of the fact that the attention of the Japanese tanks was all on Mazi, the soldiers of the first battalion used everything around them to strengthen their bunkers quickly, and the extremely simple bunker may not be able to withstand the bombardment of the Japanese tanks, but it can withstand the attack of the Japanese infantry.

"Boom" and "boom" two explosions, the two Japanese tanks opened fire almost at the same time, the roaring pockmarks finally lost their sound, and the light machine gun fire also stopped. "Brother is" Qiu Jiangong roared angrily as he looked at the place where Mazi disappeared, and then pulled down the fire ring of the grenade in his arms and rolled under the tracks of the Japanese tank, "Boom! With a loud bang, the Japanese tank that had pressed more than half of Qiu Jiangong's body exploded, and the rear half of the tank suddenly caught fire and stopped motionless, but the other tank used the cover of fireworks to knock down the trench made of two sandbags and hit the position of the second company.

Several wounded soldiers of the second company of "kill him" even picked up grenades and rolled towards the Japanese tanks that were colliding with them, but unfortunately the Japanese tanks had already rushed out of the smoke, and the Japanese tanks after the clear visibility fired their vehicle-mounted machine guns, and the wounded soldiers of the second company who rolled out of the bunker finally did not have the opportunity to pull the grenades in their arms. The Japanese army, who had paid countless casualties, struggled to keep up with the tank and finally crossed the line of fire and crashed into the position of the second company, and Liu Shanyang, who commanded the first battalion to fight, could only watch as the position of the second company was submerged by the Japanese army's earthy yellow.

"Grenades, grenades." Just when Liu Shan's whip was out of reach, several terrible shouts suddenly sounded from the back of the second company's position, and more than a dozen grenades were vigorously thrown to the front of the second company's position. Without waiting for the grenade to land and explode, more than a dozen soldiers with rifles suddenly flashed out of the sandbag bunker behind the second company's position and rushed towards the Japanese army, and behind them there was a figure with a shell gun in both hands, it was Tang Cheng, this kid was not dead, and the corners of Liu Goat's eyes were a little moist.

"Boom", "Boom", "Boom" were vigorously thrown into the pile of Japanese soldiers and the grenades exploded one after another, and more than a dozen soldiers of the Second Company with rifles threw themselves into the pile of Japanese soldiers and stabbed wildly. "Bastard, the master is here." A wounded man who was shot in the leg pulled the ring of the grenade and threw himself at the Japanese tank that was still turning the turret, the front and rear of the tank were people, there were Japanese soldiers and people from the second company, the Japanese tank could not move at all, unless he could press his own body over, the "boom" hurricane fireball quickly engulfed the Japanese tank, and with the shrapnel of the explosion, the Japanese army and the national army around the tank swept into a large area.

"Kill the devil!" Tang Cheng, who was not wearing a steel helmet, took the lead in firing with twenty shots in one hand, and the "open-minded" sound of bayonets entering his body made Tang Cheng suddenly excited, but at a distance of more than ten meters, most of the bullets that shot out of the chamber actually hit the target. The remaining dozen or so wounded soldiers of the second company also showed their bayonets and followed closely, facing the rain of bullets and bullets, and rushed straight towards the panicked Japanese soldiers. "Pap" "Pap" "Pap" Tang Cheng kept moving forward, and the shell gun in his hand never stopped shooting.

In the few corpses that had just crossed the ground, a snowy bayonet appeared in front of Tang Cheng, Tang Cheng, who had no time to dodge, could only reluctantly twist his body to the side, the Japanese soldier who stabbed him was too strong, and stumbled to put away the bayonet, but the bayonet still cut a deep cut on Tang Cheng's body. Tang Cheng, who didn't have time to think about it, didn't feel any pain at all, and was hit by a bullet fired from the opposite side.

After "popping", "popping", "popping" and falling to the ground, Tang Cheng raised his hand and knocked out all the bullets in the magazine of the barge gun in his left hand, and the Japanese soldier who stabbed him also fell to the ground. The feeling of being shot is not uncomfortable at all, the heat does not hurt at all, but you can feel the heat passing through the body, it does not hurt, but the dizziness, and then the pain becomes more and more severe. Every time Tang Cheng made a movement now, his left rib would emit a heart-rending pain, and the pain was so painful that Tang Cheng couldn't help but leave tears, and the tears silently drew a few map lines on his face covered with blood, sweat, and gunsmoke, making him look even more hideous.