Boom Boom...

Shells fell, sending up a puff of sand and gravel debris and stirring up a cloud of dust.

"Distance, four hundred meters."

In front of the first trench of the independent regiment's position, a company commander shook off the dust on his head, he held a shell gun, his eyes stared at the devil who was gradually approaching in the distance like a brass bell, and his rough voice swept through the entire position like a hurricane:

"Ready, wait until the devil is close before fighting."

Even though the bullets were abundant, the company commander still insisted on his previous experience and tried to shoot at close range.

Click...

With the shout of the company commander, a series of bolt pulls sounded on the position to which his company belonged, under the deep trenches, in the foxholes, and in the anti-artillery holes, and the dark barrels of the guns pointed at the devils.

At the same time, nearly a hundred pairs of eagle eyes with murderous intent watched the approaching devil through the reserved observation and shooting window. And next to the pair of eagles were grenades with their backs unscrewed.

Boom Boom Boom ·····

Shells continued to fall on the position.

The devil's artillery skills are really powerful, and the infantry artillery coordination is very good, even if the forward is so close to the position, the shells still accurately hit the position of the independent regiment, and bursts of explosion smoke and earth are raised.

However, the 75 mountain artillery was not very powerful in the face of the strong civil fortifications built by the independent regiment four days in advance, and unless it hit directly, the soldiers turned a blind eye and let the mud from the explosion of the shells spill on their bodies.

They were still staring at the devil with their fingers on the trigger and their ears pricked up, waiting for the company commander's order to fire.

"Call me."

Seeing that a squadron of devils attacking their position was approaching one hundred and fifty meters, at this distance, the devils' artillery fire had stopped, and only the Type 92 infantry guns could still occasionally make sounds, and the company commander took the lead in pulling the trigger.

Dadada····

In an instant, the fierce line of fire swept towards the squadron of devils coming in a skirmish line, causing the devils' advance to stagnate abruptly, and even some detachments were beaten back a lot of distances.

"Don't go back."

"Go on the offensive."

Seeing this, the leaders of the devil squad drew their katana swords and shouted to control the situation.

This time, Yamamoto gave a death order, unless all the staff were broken, they must continue to attack, and the devil also made a dead hand, and all the officers went to the line of fire to supervise the battle, and even the squadron leader directly charged with the team.

"Go on the offensive."

"Grenadiers, suppress the enemy's machine-gun fire, the others disperse, disperse..."

In the devil attack team, the squadron leader who attacked with the team reacted quickly and promptly commanded his subordinates to organize a fire counterattack.

It has to be said that compared with the current independent regiment, the Japanese army's firepower configuration is more perfect, with medium, long and near, and few dead ends in firepower, and the grenadier makes up for the 30 to 400 meters of firepower gap, and the projectile trajectory has a great suppression of machine gun firepower.

Bang bang bang·····

In just a minute or so, more than ten grenadier grenades whistled towards the position of the Independent Regiment, but the soldiers of the Independent Regiment have also fought with the devil I don't know how many times, and they are very familiar with the devil's trick.

I saw that before the grenade fell, the machine gunner had already hid with the machine gun, and the devil attacked in a wave, and only one machine gunner was hit by shrapnel because he couldn't dodge in time and was slightly injured.

However, the devil's goal has been achieved, and after the machine gun evades the grenadier canister, the firepower of the blocking fire is greatly reduced...

"Attack..."

The squadron leader hurriedly commanded his subordinates to continue the attack.

But before they had run a few steps, there were even some devils who had just run out from behind the temporary shelter, and on the distant position, more than a dozen light machine guns appeared again, with a large number of rifles, once again suppressed the momentum of the attack.

"Yaga."

Seeing that one set was down, his troops barely advanced a few steps, but many soldiers fell, and the devil squadron leader was so angry that he shouted. But in addition to the anger, he was actually more horrified in his heart.

"What a lot of firepower..."

The new devil squadron leader looked at more than a dozen light machine gun fires and nearly a hundred rifles on a position more than 100 meters away from him, and his pupils shrank.

Compared with the number of people, the number of machine guns is actually more than that of the imperial army.

Since the attack started from Chiyang, it was the first time he had seen the defenders have such powerful firepower, and the two brigades had bled when they met here before, and he thought that those troops were too wasteful.

In this way, it is not that the friendly forces are too expensive, but that the enemies here are indeed extraordinary.

From his point of view, in fact, he should retreat at this time, and then continue to attack after the artillery fire destroys the enemy's position, and after losing the position, the threat of machine guns will be reduced a lot, but this time the superior issued a death order, and the attack is not allowed to stop.

"Kill to give..."

Gritting his teeth, thinking that there was still support, the leader of the devil squad was ruthless in his heart, and took the lead in rushing forward with a katana.

As the distance from the position got closer, even if the skirmish line was very open, even if the devil was really good at running, the devil still fell faster and faster before a series of long and short bursts of dozens of light machine guns.

"The devil is ruthless this time."

Looking at the squadron of devils who continued to charge in the distance in the face of machine gun fire and death, as well as the casualties of the fighters who were counterattacked by the devil grenadiers and machine guns from time to time, the company commander on the position had a numb scalp.

Although the devils suffered more casualties, they were not comfortable!

The shooting level of the devils is not covered, especially those old devils who play with grenadiers, one by one treacherous, often stuck in the intermittent charge of the machine gun to change the magazine, and the grenade is also extremely accurate.

Suddenly, boom, boom·····

A violent explosion exploded around the company commander, and the dust kicked up by the violent shock wave almost buried the company commander tightly.

Holy shit, this is the devil's Type 92 infantry gun...

The overturned company commander was familiar with such an explosion.

"Company Commander..."

The soldier on the side exclaimed, and was about to go up to save his company commander.

Before the soldier could get up, the company commander himself crawled out of the mud and spat out a mouthful of dirt, which did not seem to be seriously injured, only a small cut on his forehead.

Ignoring the blood running down his forehead, he shook his dizzy head and looked into the distance.

I saw that more than a kilometer away, the muzzles of two Type 92 infantry guns were pointing to this side, and at the same time, another squadron of devils rushed up, and at this time, the first devil squadron in front of their position had not retreated, and was still rushing under firepower.

This scene made the company commander's scalp almost burst.

The flat-firing Type 92 was more capable of suppressing positional fire than grenadiers, and the shells were more powerful and more accurate.

He was only a company position, and could he attack with two squadrons? He also used the two-door ninety-two style to suppress his small company position. The devil is this one who pressed all the belongings of the whole body as soon as he came up?

"Three rows."

"Let the three rows come up."

Seeing that the devil went crazy, the company commander didn't hide anymore, and took out the last reserve: "Dog, you want to cross the position of labor and management, unless you step on the corpse of labor and management." ”

After changing the magazine for his twenty-round shell gun, the company commander himself went into battle.

Boom Boom Boom ·····

Just when the devils were about to approach the position, the battalion's 60 mortar support came, and a series of explosions sounded in front of the company's position, and the first attacking devil squadron suffered heavy casualties, plus grenades, the devil's first wave of attack was forcefully repulsed, leaving corpses in one place.

However, before the defenders could catch their breath, the devil's second squadron launched an attack almost seamlessly.

The same plot was constantly played out throughout the positions of the Independent Regiment, forcing Zhao Gang to put in the reserves early, and even the machine gunners of the cavalry battalion were drawn to the front line·······

"Little devil, this is crazy."

In the headquarters of the independent regiment, Zhao Gang's face was extremely solemn.

Different from the previous two days of fighting, today's attack, the devils rushed forward like crazy, and in just two hours, the two devil brigades launched several waves of group charges against his position, causing him to suffer casualties close to a full company, and the number of casualties was not small.

"Political commissar, do you want to transfer the troops of the two cliffs on the flanks to the front line, the devil's troops are more than expected."

The second battalion commander proposed:

"Or let the two companies of the cavalry battalion..."

It is expected that there will be only one or two non-full brigades of devils attacking, which is a little more than 1,000, but unexpectedly, the attacking strength of the devils is close to 1,500 people, which is already three non-full brigades.

Half more than expected.

Even the devil had an artillery squadron of artillery support.

If it had not been for the strong positions dug in advance, the positions of the independent regiment would have been rushed up by devils several times.

"Nope."

Zhao Gang directly refused.

Although it is difficult to fight now, the situation is not dangerous, the devil has not even broken the first line of positions of the independent regiment, but the casualties of the troops are a little large, so he has always held a small part of the troops in his hands and did not enter the battle.

And the two companies of the cavalry battalion, which he prepared for the escort of the transfer of headquarters, must not be moved.

As for the flanking cliffs, if the devil from

Isn't it in advance...

Zhao Gang looked at the headquarters in the rear, and his heart fell into deep thought. The devil's offensive made him feel a little panicked.

According to the plan, the headquarters will retreat at the end······

However, Zhao Gang is under a lot of pressure, and the pressure of the devil is not small, or even greater.

The Japanese captain who was in charge of directing the attack looked at the casualty reports sent by his subordinates, and almost drew his knife to cut people, and after just over two hours of attack, he had a squadron of soldiers left on the battlefield and did not return.

Is not coming back, not casualties.

That is, in two hours, he sacrificed a squadron of soldiers, and a quarter of the troops were gone.

However, because it was a death order, he could only send a report to the wing captain and then gritted his teeth and continued to attack.

And just when the two sides were anxious and consumed together, Yamamoto and his special team quietly came to the cliff on the flank of the independent regiment's position, and a few lightly armed devils had already begun to climb.

"Go through this line."

Yamamoto below looked at the team members who were climbing with the rope, pointed his finger to the point marked on the map, and his eyes were murderous: "They are not far behind this position. ”