"Battalion commander!"

A Chinese soldier next to him ran over and helped the battalion commander to his feet. But before the battalion commander could stand firm, a knife suddenly stabbed out from the side and stabbed the soldier in the chest.

The soldier vomited blood and fell backwards, and the bayonet was also pulled out of his chest, turned around, and stabbed at the battalion commander.

"Ahh

The battalion commander roared loudly, rushed back, slapped the bayonet aside, and stabbed the enemy in the jaw with the saber in his hand.

The saber poked directly into the opponent's jaw until the end of the handle. The enemy couldn't even hum, his eyes rolled up, his body kept shaking, and as the battalion commander pulled out his knife, the enemy also fell to the ground softly.

The battalion commander was half-kneeling on the ground, glancing at his left shoulder.

The muzzle of the gun on his shoulder was still bleeding, and his clothes were already wet with blood. However, in addition to the pain, there are no other negative effects, the left hand can still move, but as long as it moves, the wound will hurt, but this also shows that the bullet did not hit his nerves and bones, which is considered lucky.

Looking left and right, all that came into view were human legs, and the Japanese and Chinese soldiers were completely mixed together, and for a while, the battalion commander could not determine where his friendly troops were, let alone confirm how many of them were.

The battalion commander gritted his teeth and stood up and continued to pounce on the enemy.

Compared to the beginning of white-knuckle warfare, the number of Chinese soldiers has now decreased sharply.

At least more than forty percent of the soldiers have died in white-knuckle battles, and this casualty ratio is enough to completely break up an army if it is placed in an ordinary battle. But now, everyone has the determination to die, even if there is one enemy. None of the soldiers could be seen retreating.

Many of the soldiers were already scarred, but the sabers and bayonets in their hands were still fierce. A fallen soldier no longer had any weapons in his hand, but he was very keenly aware of the handle of a sapper shovel exposed from the backpack of the corpse of his companion next to him, and immediately pulled it out, and then stood up. Keep fighting.

The sapper shovel is also not weak in lethality, and the side shovel surface has an open edge, and the sharpness is not weaker than that of the saber. The weight of the sapper shovel is also greater than that of the saber, and a slash is not weaker than the power of the military axe, and even many soldiers have picked up the sapper shovel and started to slash. Once slashed by this thing, even if it is a head, it can be directly split in half.

At the Japanese front-line headquarters, several commanders watched the bloody struggle in the defensive line. They all silently put down the binoculars in their hands, their eyes complicated.

The Chinese troops behind the position were desperately rushing to this side.

The soldiers here have begun to fight hard, proving that the defense line is no longer defensible. The support troops were running almost at full strength, hoping that they would be able to reach the position a little faster.

This will allow more soldiers to survive.

The support troops soon saw the position, and with a roar, all the support troops rushed in unison, all the soldiers. When charging, bayonets were also loaded.

The two sides are now mixed together. If you strafe, you are fighting with the enemy and your own people, and this kind of thing is naturally not to be done. If you want to save your comrades, you can only fall into it and kill the enemy before you can get out.

More Chinese soldiers joined the battlefield of white-knuckle warfare. This force. Although they are not as strong as the morale of the soldiers of the previous three battalions, they are a new force, and the enemy's side has been dragged by the three battalions for a long time, and their physical strength is absolutely unable to keep up. At a meeting. The support troops rushed directly into the place where the Japanese troops were most numerous, tearing a hole in their formation.

The soldiers of the three battalions, who were scattered and isolated, finally found their allies, and immediately many soldiers of the three battalions gathered around and rushed all the way with this large force. The reinforcements were like a magnet, gathering all the scattered soldiers around them, and the strength formed began to snowball. Finally, the Japanese troops began to retreat.

"Stop!" The reinforcement officer shouted: "Stop chasing, go back to the position!" ”

In the end, their task is to defend their positions, not to charge. Now that the Japanese troops are temporarily retreating, all the friendly troops that can be saved on their side have also been saved, and if they chase them out, they will eat shells.

The volunteer officer found the commander of the third battalion, who was wounded in many places, and after saluting, he said: "Feng Xi, the commander of the third company of the first battalion, was ordered to come to support. ”

The battalion commander returned the salute: "Thank you." ”

After a desperate death, the battalion commander had a lot of injuries on his body. In addition to the gunshot wound to his left shoulder, he was stabbed in the forearm of his left hand, which directly pierced his forearm, revealing two wounds that were still bleeding from the front and back. The abdomen was also scratched, and the wound was about fifteen centimeters, but not too deep. The other wounds were relatively small, but there were many of them, at least seven or eight of them were still bleeding, and the combat uniforms on their bodies were already in tatters, and there was no protection at all.

While receiving emergency treatment, the battalion commander said to the soldiers next to him: "Count the casualties!" ”

Casualties soon followed.

In this wave of fighting, the number of casualties instantly surged, and before the battle, there were nearly 200 people in this section of the defense line, and now there are only more than 50 people left.

Moreover, among these 50 or so people, there are very few who are not injured, and a few of them are seriously injured, and they can no longer be regarded as combat effectiveness.

The gloom of the battalion commander's company, although this wave of enemies retreated, his mission was tantamount to failure. It is impossible for the enemy to only fight such a wave, how to block the behind?

Feng Xi patted the battalion commander on the shoulder: "The whole of the first battalion and three companies, a total of ninety-three people, is now under your control, we are the reinforcements that have been replenished, please give an order." ”

The battalion commander looked at Feng Xi, the commander of the third company, nodded, stood up, looked left and right, and said to the soldiers next to him: "Sort out the ammunition and prepare for the next battle." Company Commander Feng, you are responsible for the defense of the left to the central section of the position, and I will send weapons and ammunition over later. ”

Feng Xi shook his head: "We have brought enough ammunition, these, let's use them for the other brothers." Rest assured that we will not lose the position. ”

In addition to this, the fighting in the other two positions is equally fierce.

Although it was not so tragic that it was necessary to use bayonets to engage in a white-knuckle battle, the exchange of fire between the two sides and the casualties were equally heavy.

The positions on the left and right flanks were better than those in the center, because they did not experience a second artillery attack, their positions were not disrupted by the Japanese troops, and the fire of the two sides was simply a competition of whose firepower was fiercer, and if the firepower of the Chinese troops was more ferocious, then the Japanese troops would not be able to advance a single step for a long time. And if the Japanese troops have more firepower, then the distance between the two sides will be smaller and smaller.

These two situations are exactly the different situations of the positions on the left and right, and on the left position, the Chinese troops are desperately pressing the enemy's advance pace, making it difficult for the Japanese to move an inch. But on the right side of the line, the Japanese troops were getting closer and closer to the line. Although at the beginning of the battle, the firepower in the position made the diary retreat slightly, and now the distance between the two sides is still shrinking. At this time, the vanguard of the Japanese army was only sixty or seventy meters away from the position.

The only difference from the left position is that on the battlefield on the right side of the position, there are enemy tank units.

That's right, the tank units of the Japanese army, placed on the right side of the defensive line. At this time, there were a total of twelve tanks advancing on the battlefield, and behind them, you could see the wreckage of several tanks that had been blown into scrap metal, and you could also see many enemy corpses around.

Some were blown up by anti-tank missiles in the defensive line, and some were stepped on anti-tank mines, although the whole was not blown into parts by the mines, but the soldiers believed that with the explosive power of anti-tank mines, the chances of people living inside were already very small.

The anti-tank cones were no longer able to stop the tanks, and before they arrived, the infantry units had already destroyed a piece of the anti-tank cone, creating a gap that would allow the tank units to cross the barrier.

The tanks were still some distance from the position, and there were a large number of friendly infantry units in front of them, so it was impossible for the tank to appear in the position quickly. But their firepower cannot be underestimated, and the rows of tank guns continue to bombard the position, and after a long time, the soldiers in the position still can't bear it.

"Request artillery support!"

The officers guarding the position were about to burst their throats. I have anti-tank weapons in my hands, but I can't withstand such a frontal bombardment of the tank.

"Boom!"

A loud bang appeared outside the position, and the officer looked out and saw a shocking explosion on the right side of a tank.

The blast blasted all the dirt into the air, and the yellow and black dirt was all lifted up, enveloping half of the tank's body. Then a large area of flames appeared in the earth, and the right side of the tank left the ground and flipped to the side, and at the same time, it was clearly seen that the right track of the tank was blown to pieces, and as the flames flew into the air, several fixed wheels were also blown out.

The tank itself leaned over, and in the end failed to withstand such an explosion, and on all fours, lying on the ground.

Seeing this, the officer knew that this unlucky guy had stepped on the anti-tank mine he had set up. In the event of an explosion of this magnitude, eighty percent of the tank soldiers inside were shocked to death, and those who survived were extremely lucky guys, and they could not find one out of ten.

Regardless of whether the people inside are dead or alive, this tank can no longer be used. But eleven more tanks elsewhere! Eleven tank guns, enough for a pot of self-drinking.

The officer immediately lowered his head and shouted loudly on the radio: "Request artillery support!" ”

In the rear headquarters, the regiment commander received reports from all directions and constantly gave orders. Hearing the call for help from the position on the right, the regiment commander immediately said: "How many mortars are there in the rear?" (To be continued......)