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"There is no excuse to defeat the enemy." Before boarding the bus, Ji Yunfei and others were told this by the company commander, and they also specifically instructed: "The commander is ready for midnight snacks, but he must pass through the last line of defense of the Japanese army before he can enjoy it."

Therefore, Liang Guowei, the commander of the Fifth Army, hoped that the 20th Division would enter the Yuanshan area before 0:00 on May 5, would be completely made public to the entire division. As the Second Mechanical Regiment, which is responsible for the main attack at night, this was an excellent opportunity to perform.

On one side, the Second Mebu Regiment, who was so excited that he could get a few more magazines and wanted to rush over earlier, while on the other side, the remaining troops of the 12th Japanese Division, which were repeatedly ravaged and were about to collapse. If it weren't for the dark sky that had hindered the Second Mebu Regiment, the battle would have been hot at this time.

The formal attack of the second line of defense in May kicked off. Under the dark night, the tracer bomb drew dazzling and straight light. The flares that bloomed in the sky quickly made the night sky bright, just like rays of moonlight that shone from bright to pale on the earth.

The division command headquarters has been stolen and the remaining Japanese soldiers are not informed by the superiors. Everyone knows the violent explosion that destroyed the command headquarters can be clearly heard across more than ten kilometers. When the ammunition supply is scarce, the unified command will be lost. The direct result is that the Japanese troops at all levels are panic, without eating, drinking, ammunition, and medicine. For the Japanese army, there is almost nothing except hungry soldiers.

Then, even the remaining fighting spirit in my heart was wiped out. The reason was very simple. As long as a bullet was fired from the mountain position defended by the Japanese army, the shooting position would be taken care of by a string of bullets almost instantly. If the attacking Chinese team suffered casualties, they would probably be taken care of by grenades, heavy machine gun bullets, and even machine cannon shells.

"The war has evolved into a massacre without any suspense. If the situation cannot be reversed, then we will all die in battle on the position and cannot stop the progress of the Chinese team."

Looking at the eager eyes of the staff, Naoya Matsumoto, the captain of the 24th Infantry Regiment of the 12th Division of the Japanese Army, had already shown a very conflicted state of mind between the choices. It is logical that there is no need to continue to resist at this time. Each of their soldiers had less than ten bullets left, and the shells were only those unused poisonous gas bombs. What's more serious is that the troops had reduced by more than 60%. It would be extremely difficult to rebuild this army if they continued to fight.

"Captain of the wing, after firing all the special bombs, we will fight with all the bayonets and swear to push the team back to death..."

The proposal obtained by Naoya Matsumoto was that after these staff members had exhausted all the poisonous gas bombs, and against the 258th highland that was about to be taken down by the Zhongzhan team, regardless of whether there were any of their own personnel or most of them were Zhongzhan people, the poisonous gas bombs would have to be fired out to prevent the enemy's attack. Then, the 24th Infantry Regiment, which had been completely out of ammunition, would use the most cruel hand-to-hand combat to prevent the enemy's attack... The very helpless suggestion was also an extremely painful choice.

"The Twenty-fourth United, is it really going to perish here?"

Nao Matsumoto also questioned himself, repeatedly stroking his samurai sword. Under the dim lantern, the sharp blade made up his mind to make him feel cold. With some dazzling white lights, Nao Matsumoto also made up his mind. Since there was no retreat for the 24th Japanese Army Regiment, he could only fight here in blood, even if the entire army was wiped out.

Soon, Nao Matsumoto nodded in pain and ordered to be quickly assigned to the artillery squadron of the corps. All the artillery soldiers had bayonets in advance. For them, after the last launch of the shells, they would become "pure" infantry, and the Imperial Army warriors who were swearing to death. So, they could fire the artillery that had already been adjusted in place, regardless of whether the poisonous gas bombs they fired landed on their own troops' positions or were hit in a wrong way.

The whistling poisonous gas shells were just drawn in the sky and were observed and locked by the anti-artillery radar of the 20th Division. There is no doubt that before the Japanese artillery positions were quickly covered by retaliatory artillery fire, the offensive troops had received a warning. In fact, when the special shells fired by the Japanese artillery made special whine sounds in the sky, the offensive troops already knew that the Japanese army had used special bombs again.

The gas mask that had been prepared was quickly used, but the attack would definitely be difficult to unfold for a while. Under the light and dark flares, many yellow air masses burst out from the hill where the war broke out. Amid the screams of many Japanese soldiers, the battle that had only exchanged fire a few minutes ago immediately became very quiet. It seemed that only the Japanese soldiers who were constantly licking their skin and their cheeks were left in the whole mountain. They rolled and howled, and the painful screams resounded over the battlefield.

Suddenly, the attacking Second Mebu Regiment took the initiative to strengthen the attack fire density. When various light and heavy weapons fired together, the massacre of steel bullets became a good deed to solve the pain of the Japanese army. But such kindness came at a price. The offensive troops of the Second Mebu Regiment, which were constantly advancing, were getting closer and closer to the top of the mountain. The poisonous gas bounce that the Japanese army had planned to die together made a rapid advance after the attack speed was delayed.

"Kill and give it to"

Ji Yunfei and the others were about to climb to the top of the mountain, when a command sounded like a duck crow suddenly came from the side of the mountain. Then, with the help of the flares, Ji Yunfei and the others could see clearly the Japanese army rushing up. It was indeed a group of Japanese army, and they all had a arrogant expression that seemed to be trying to choose people and were holding a very long Type 38 rifle. The shaking bayonet had already flashed a faint fishy smell.

"Machine Gunner Cover"

After the roar, Ji Yunfei shot a round of Japanese soldiers who rushed over to the strangely yelling Zheng Chao on the spot. When the brave men met on the narrow road, the side with obvious firepower advantage was slightly safe. But this does not mean absolute safety. The Japanese soldiers who were swarming in were like they were desperate. The poisonous gas on the hillside dared to rush up before they had dissipated. This determination to die was enough to make people frightened.

"Replace the bullet"

After Zhou Chen on Ji Yunfei shouted, he quickly took out a magazine and tapped it on his helmet and changed it. Then he squatted slowly, operating his automatic assault rifle to shoot the Japanese troops who were shaking their legs and holding bayonets with bayonets higher than them.

"Switch..." Ji Yunfei took advantage of his partner Zhou Chen's replacement of the bullets and he was about to change it. He just called out a change word and immediately found a Japanese army who rushed very fast. The bright bayonet was about to shoot Wang Qiang, who was so happy. He quickly pulled out the pistol between his legs and killed the Japanese army that threatened Wang Qiang with two bangs. He didn't bother to see the gratitude smile that Wang Qiang turned around and quickly replaced himself with a new magazine.

In the dark, even if there are flares that can provide lighting with fast frequency, the shooting conditions are indeed not very good. Thanks to long-term practical training, the Republic Army has very little shooting training for fixed targets, and what it attaches great importance to is shooting moving targets regardless of daytime. Now it is time to use the troops' usual technical and tactical qualities. It can be said that the tactical level of Ji Yunfei and others has been tested, but the test is not just that simple.

The Japanese army flocked in and soon further narrowed the distance between the two armies. Since most of the attacking troops were at the middle of the mountain, the Japanese army sprinted down very quickly, even though their carrot legs were not very long.

After firing a magazine, he touched the magazine hanging bag in front of his abdomen. Wang Qiang, who had not used a magazine, quickly gave up the assault rifle, pulled out the pistol between his legs, and shot continuously. As soon as he finished firing all the bullets in the pistol, the Japanese army rushed up. Before he could get enough of the shooting, he was so angry that he cursed "grass" and immediately threw the pistol out and smashed it directly on the unlucky Japanese man's face.

Wang Qiang's pistol was hit on the unlucky guy's face like a stone. Although it did not cause him any fatal injuries, it really scared him, and the bridge of the nose was also broken. When the pain was trembling, his footsteps were disobedient. Wang Qiang took advantage of a gap and quickly installed the multi-functional bayonet on his assault rifle, and bowed his half-squatted body upwards, like a sprint start. He exerted force with his calf. He held the bayonet and pounced it into the chest of the unlucky Japanese soldier. After twisting his wrist slightly, Wang Qiang drew out the bayonet, and blood immediately sputtered to his chest like a fountain.

Then, Wang Qiang turned sideways and let a white bayonet stab from behind the Japanese unlucky boy. It is said that the Japanese army had a group of three people in hand-to-hand combat. When sprinting to the death, they also maintained a battle group of three people. So when Wang Qiang assassinated the first Japanese army, he also observed the movements of the two people behind the unlucky boy. After dodging, Wang Qiang quickly took a step closer and directly smashed the buttstock of his automatic assault rifle directly on the Japanese soldier's gun. The violent vibration shocked the Japanese soldier's hands and mouth. While suffering, he knew that he had encountered a tough guy, and his physical fitness was not something he could compare.

Wang Qiang, who was in the front position, was engaged in hand-to-hand combat. Ji Yunfei, Zhou Chen and others behind, the entire infantry squad had already replaced his assault rifle with a multi-function bayonet and roared towards the Japanese army. To be honest, Ji Yunfei had received very strict physical fitness, shooting, mechanic and infantry tactics and other training in the army, and there were also many close combat and assassination training. After all, they were professional soldiers and wanted to train themselves into killing machines, but they really fought hand-to-hand combat with a group of desperate outlaws between this black dust. Such a scene had never happened in previous nightmares.

"Doctor, where are the doctors?"

He helped Wang Qiang down the hillside with some difficulty. As soon as he reached the highway, Ji Yunfei shouted around with the biggest shout in his life. The loud voice immediately attracted two health soldiers wearing the Red Cross. The two walked over and saw that there was also a sign of a health soldier on Ji Yunfei's left arm. He was slightly stunned and quickly unfolded the folding stretcher he was carrying, allowing Ji Yufei to place Wang Qiang down.

"His left thigh was stabbed." The two health soldiers were about to carry Wang Qiang to the crawler-type armored ambulance, Ji Yunfei quickly added.

"You can go with me together." One of the people looked at Wang Qiang who had fainted. His face was full of sweat and could not tell whether it was sweat from fatigue or cold sweat from endurance. No matter what, he admired him very much, and his hands holding the stretcher handle also exerted some more force.

When they arrived at the ambulance, the medical staff quickly conducted an emergency examination on Wang Qiang. First, they exchanged a few simple words to see if Wang Qiang was sober, and then checked the wound and also hung up the normal saline. After confirming that the wound was very large, they didn't care that Ji Yunfei, a comrade, was still in the ambulance. The entire field vehicle quickly started to drive backwards.

Looking at Ji Yunfei's worried gaze, he didn't want to hide anything from the warrior who was fighting bloody on the battlefield and cared about his brother's lives. He quickly said with the military doctor Che: "This kind of wound is difficult to suture. He must undergo surgery. But don't worry, he will not be in danger of life, and the possibility of leaving sequelae is very small."

"That's good, that's good." Ji Yunfei, who had a big rock in his heart, suddenly felt so tired. He fell on the seat with a little depressed look and fell asleep. Regardless of whether the bloody battle continued tonight, there were still shells or rockets flying in the sky with various caliber caliber shells or rockets flying over the sky. He had already fallen asleep.

"Don't disturb him." A medical soldier who was accompanying the car wanted to put on a piece of clothing for Ji Yunfei. The doctor quickly stopped him and signaled him to do his job quickly and monitor the heartbeat, blood pressure, etc. of the injured soldier Wang Qiang. He quickly lowered his voice and talked to Wang Qiang. At this moment, Wang Qiang could not fall asleep and had to keep a clear mind.

"I don't have a lover yet"

During the chat, Dr. Suiche asked a somewhat embarrassing question that Wang Qiang was asked. At this moment, he was in pain. When asked this question, there was no more pain in his thighs. A beautiful female nurse he had seen in the division hospital echoed in his mind. He completely forgot that his thigh was stabbed by the Japanese devils.

"Your company fought very well in this battle, and you fought bravely to fight the enemy. After winning six results, you will definitely be rewarded."

"Forget the award, it would be even better if I could be sent to the divisional department hospital."

"Ah?" The doctor who came to the car was a little confused. He wanted to say that only you had a small wound. If there were equipment, I could do it for you now. But he said, "Is the field hospital in our regiment headquarters not good? The injury is not serious, so please be careful."
Chapter completed!