Huang Meixing's face turned pale. He didn't expect that the Japanese heavy artillery troops would react so quickly. His mortar positions were discovered in just over a dozen rounds and destroyed, and they did not even have the chance to transfer the positions. Obviously, the Japanese were fully prepared today, not only equipped with chariot troops, but also supported by heavy artillery. After repelling the first round of attacks of the Japanese, the only six mortars were lost, and the next battle became even more difficult to fight.

"Order, abandon the frontier positions, remove the Third Battalion and the First Battalion and the Second Company, and consolidate the Second Defense Line." After the troops retreated from the Bazi Bridge, they have not received any replenishment and there is not much ammunition. At the moment, they can only spend the dark with the Japanese. I hope that the division headquarters will reinforce the temple positions while sending supplies.

The troops on the frontier positions had just retreated to Line 2 through the traffic trench. The Japanese mountain cannons fired again, and the frontier positions were repeatedly plowed by artillery fire several times. From time to time, the bodies that had been killed and had no time to transport were lifted into the air by the air waves of the shell explosion, and blood and flesh flew everywhere.

Chen Xiuwen, who had already experienced a shelling, had experience this time. When the first volley of shells was still flying in the air, before the observation post issued a warning, Chen Xiuwen had already lie down in a corner of the bunker.

The Japanese artillery fire lasted for nearly half an hour this time, and then the artillery fire began to extend, and many shells fell on the second-line positions and the town and exploded.

"The devils are coming."

With the report from the observation post, Huang Meixing quickly ran from the ground, shook the soil that fell on his body, picked up the telescope and looked in front of the position.

"Hiss" Huang Meixing couldn't help but take a breath. There were thousands of Japanese attackers this time, and six other chariots were covering the front. Obviously, this was a full brigade of the Japanese, and another chariot squadron was added to attack the Miaoxing position. Huang Meixing had long known from the war situation report sent by the division headquarters that the 9th Division was recently transferred from Japan. If he could organize a brigade to attack his position, the attack on Miaoxing this time must have the strength of a unit.

After repelling the first attack of the Japanese, nearly half of the third battalion suffered casualties, and later the reinforcements of the battalion and company also lost nearly one platoon. Now less than 600 people can fight on the position, facing the attack of enemies that are twice as high as their own. Huang Meixing shouted: "Report to the division headquarters immediately that our unit has been attacked by Japanese pirates several times higher than their own. Our unit has suffered more than half of its casualties and ammunition is scarce. I hope the division command will provide reinforcements. Our generals swear to stick to the position to the death and block the enemy in front of the formation. If they fail, they will be successful."

After saying that, he turned around and looked at Chen Xiuwen, who was standing in the corner with a pale face, barely showing a smile. He called out two soldiers from the guard platoon from outside the door, walked to Chen Xiuwen, and whispered: "Xuwen, this is the front line. I ask these two brothers to send you into the town. You have two companions in the town, right? If......... these two brothers will cover you up to retreat." As he said that, Huang Meixing pointed at Chen Xiuwen and turned to order the soldiers of the guard platoon, "Listen, protect Mr. Chen, and then retreat to safety immediately after finding Mr. Chen's two companions in the town."

Although Chen Xiuwen was very nervous at this time, he thought that the Japanese were about to come up. Although he was not a soldier, leaving at this moment was no different from a deserter. Chen Xiuwen gritted his teeth and stepped forward and said, "Captain Huang, I won't leave. I want to stay here with you. However, Captain Huang, my two companions, one is my family and the other is my junior sister. I want to trouble these two brothers to help send my junior sister to a safe place. My family is also a soldier, so it's better to make a contribution to let him stay."

Chen Xiuwen knew that if he didn't leave, Chen Yi would never leave. However, Lin Jingyun made him very worried. If the defense line was broken, Chen Xiuwen would be too clear about the various atrocities of the Japanese devils.

Huang Meixing didn't expect that although Chen Xiuwen's face was pale and his legs were trembling slightly, he could still say such words. He continued to comfort him in a low voice: "Xuwen, just listen to my brother's advice. We are all soldiers, defending our country, and dying on the battlefield is our duty. But you are different. You are not a soldier, and you are young and beautiful, and you are a college student. You..."

Before Huang Meixing finished speaking, Chen Xiuwen waved his hand and said seriously: "Captain Huang, don't say anything more. I thank you for your kindness. In this time of national crisis, no matter whether you are a soldier or not, as long as you are a Chinese, you have the obligation to pick up a gun to drive away the Japanese pirates and return them to my country. If you die in battle, let us reincarnate together and fight the Japanese together in the future."

Chen Xiuwen's words were not pretentious. He was originally a person who had died once. He was able to travel to this era and kill a few Japanese with his own hands. Even if he died in the battlefield, he would die without regrets.

Huang Meixing was stunned, looking at Xiuwen with a decisive look, and couldn't speak for a moment.

At this time, a staff officer shouted: "Captain, the Japanese are less than four hundred meters away from our position."

Huang Meixing made up his mind and took a rifle from a soldier's shoulder, handed it to Chen Xiuwen, and said loudly: "Okay, I'll die together. Follow me." At the same time, he shouted to the two soldiers: "Did Mr. Chen hear what he said just now, and he must send the female student who came with Mr. Shen out."

Chen Xiuwen held the Hanyang-making rifle in his hand tightly, lay beside Huang Meixing, observing the ghost

Due to the first attack, the Japanese had already lost two tanks. The six tanks involved in the attack seemed very cautious. They were still two hundred meters away from the front line position. They took the initiative to stop and use the 57mm guns they equipped to shoot at the front line position to cover the Japanese behind to advance.

At first, the Japanese were very cautious, bent down one by one, approaching the frontier position according to the way the army's scattered troops advanced. However, when it was less than 150 meters away from the frontier position, there was no fire on the position. They thought that the Chinese army on the position had been destroyed by the fierce artillery fire just now. They all had the courage to hold the 38th hood, straightened their waists and rushed forward to the frontier position.

"Fire." Huang Meixing shouted loudly, and the heavy machine gun positions began to roar first. The soldiers who were waiting on the position fired rows with their rifles in their hands, and instantly fell twenty or thirty Japanese soldiers who rushed to the front. The Japanese behind quickly lay down, and while launching their shooting, the machine gunners and grenade launchers followed up began to suppress the second-line positions. The six Type 89 tanks behind found that the Chinese army had retreated to the second-line positions, and quickly adjusted the muzzle and aimed at the machine gun positions on the second-line positions to fire.

After several rounds of artillery fire, the heavy machine gun position next to the command post was quickly hit and silenced. Moreover, the Japanese grenade launcher and tank suppressed the fire point very effectively. In addition to a few light machine guns on the position that were constantly shifting the position and retaining it, only one of the four heavy machine gun positions was left.

Although the Japanese had good marksmanship, they did not gain much advantage in shooting due to the lack of ready-made fortifications. On the contrary, the Japanese tanks and grenade launchers not only successfully suppressed the firepower point, but also caused considerable casualties to the soldiers on the battlefield.

As the pressure eased, the Japanese who were lying on the ground stood up and charged again. Since only six mortars in the regiment had been destroyed by the Japanese heavy artillery, they could not effectively suppress the Japanese grenade launcher. Moreover, the Japanese tanks were huddled behind and bombarded, and even if they wanted to send suicide squads up, they could not break through the Japanese defense line that had already rushed to the front.

Fortunately, Chen Xiuwen was a conscript soldier for two years. Although he was holding the Type 95 automatic rifle at that time, the principles of the firearms were the same. He pulled the bolt and saw five yellow bullets pressing inside. The bullets were loaded. Chen Xiuwen tried hard to control his trembling wrists and aimed at the Japanese who had just gotten up from the ground one hundred and fifty meters away. The bullet did not hit the Japanese, but just rubbed by his side, which scared the Japanese and fell to the ground again.

Chen Xiuwen cursed himself with regret and turned around and sat in the cover. Chen Xiuwen knew that it was not because he was not aiming accurately just now, but mainly because his hands were still shaking, so the bullets shot naturally deviated from the target. Speaking of which, when he was serving in the army, Chen Xiuwen was still a training model in the company, with five kilometers of cross-country, four hundred meters of obstacles, shooting, and even assassinations that reflect our army's fine traditions, all ranked among the best.

He took a deep breath, adjusted his breath, pulled the bolt, loaded the bullet again, stood up, and lay on the cover. This time he was aiming at a Japanese commander with a menstrual flag hanging on the gun. At this moment, Chen Xiuwen felt that he was very calm. The sight, sight, sight and the Japanese face formed a line. Chen Xiuwen even felt that the vaguely visible face gradually turned into the face of the Japanese boss Ichiro Kuroda who killed him. Without hesitation, the Japanese commander fell down.

Chen Xiuwen clearly saw the bullet hit his face. He killed someone, the first time he killed someone, and the one who killed a Japanese devil was not afraid. On the contrary, Chen Xiuwen was still a little excited. He stared blankly at the devil who was beaten to death by himself.

"Be careful." Huang Meixing suddenly shouted, and Chen Xiuwen, who was still stunned, fell to the ground, and a series of bullets from Japanese machine guns whizzed past his head.

Chen Xiuwen then realized and quickly said to Huang Meixing beside him: "Thank you."

Huang Meixing picked up a steel helmet from the ground and put it on Chen Xiuwen's head, slapped him on the shoulder: "Okay, Xiuwen, I forgot to ask you if you would shoot, but I didn't expect that after firing two shots, I knocked down a Japanese man."

As he said that, he took out a row of bullets from his pocket and stuffed them into Chen Xiuwen's hand: "Be careful, the Japanese's marksman's tricks are not vegetarians."

At this time, Huang Meixing could not say anything more. He held a rifle in his hand and turned over and lay back on the cover.

"Be careful to hide, put the Japanese closer and then shoot." Huang Meixing shouted loudly.

There is not much ammunition, and the Japanese tanks and grenade launchers have great lethality, so they can only put the Japanese closer. This way, although it is very risky, their tanks dare not fire because they are afraid of accidental injuries.

As the gunfire sounds on the position were sparse, the Japanese quickly rushed into less than a hundred meters. When they were about to approach the original first line of defense, Huang Meixing shouted: "Fight." The rifle in his hand took the lead and hit the Japanese soldiers who were waving the commanding knife in front.

The gunshots on the position rang out in a dense manner again, and dozens of grenades were thrown out at the same time. Although many grenades exploded in front of the Japanese, they still slowed down the Japanese's intensive charge.

However, dozens of Japanese rushing to the front entered the trenches of the front-line positions.

"Grenade, aim at the front line."

Another group of grenades were thrown out, and many of them landed directly in the trenches on the front line. The closed space increased the lethality of the grenades. With the screams, the dozens of Japanese who entered the trenches were either dead or injured.
Chapter completed!