Hearing the sergeant's roar, the eight Sichuan soldiers almost subconsciously crawled out of the individual bunker and unzipped the back cover of the grenade hidden under them.

He pulled off the rope and threw it out at the foot of the mountain regardless of the effort.

Four-submachine guns also began to shoot.

When it was still far from the top of the mountain, the two infantry platoons of the Jing'an Army could of course maintain a scattered line with a width of 200 meters, but when it got closer and closer to the top of the mountain, it was natural that the width of the line of soldiers would never exceed 100 meters, which also meant that the lateral distance between each soldier was only one or two meters, which seemed a bit too dense.

The bullets of four submachine guns flew over, and all the soldiers' first reaction was naturally to lie down, but dodging the bullets did not mean they could dodge grenades.

The long-handed anti-German grenade standard equipped by the Chinese army was originally thrown farther than the round grenade due to the leverage principle. Now, even the eight Sichuan soldiers who were frightened by the grenades could only exert 70% of the combat power, which was enough to throw more than 30 meters away.

That's just right!

The first wave of 8 grenades really hit the lying down Jing'an soldiers.

However, except for one or two explosions on the spot, there were no explosions immediately, but blue smoke was sizzling.

But then, for the Jing'an soldiers who had no time to secretly call for luck, it was a more cruel psychological destruction.

If it were a truly strong army, such as the sergeant of the Second Company of the Independent Battalion used his body as a shield for his comrades, or if he was almost there, he would pick up the grenade and throw it away.

But for most of the former "Chinese" who participated in the Jing'an Army, their purpose of joining the army was just to make a living. As they were eating, they suddenly found that the rice was quite delicious. Apart from being secretly stabbed, who was not afraid of looking at them on the surface? Even those rich men who didn't even look at them in front of them had to nod and bow when they saw them. They could pay military salaries and get psychological satisfaction. They were determined to follow Li Shoushan, a big traitor, to the end.

But obviously, looking at world history, there has never been a strong army without spiritual belief.

Just like the Mongols and Yuan cavalry that scattered across the continent, their belief is that under the blue sky, there are Mongolian ranches; even the Japanese are brave and fearless, because they are brainwashed by the DAO spirit of the warrior who has been passed down for thousands of years.

In the face of the crisis of life and death, this puppet army, who showed great determination in the attack, was cowardly. No one dared to grab the grenade that was about to bring the howling of the god of death with blue smoke, but instead shouted in surprise and rolled to the other side.

It was not until two or three seconds later that the grenade with a delay of up to five or six seconds exploded, which also led to most of the soldiers of the Jing'an Army who luckily avoided this wave of grenade attacks.

But they didn't notice that because of the panic, the originally sparse formation seemed even more dense.

From a distance, it looks like disturbed bugs, instinctively squirming together.

It seems that only the temperature of the companions can make them feel warm.

The temperature of the blood is definitely higher than the temperature of the body surface, and they have no mistake in their subconscious choices.

"Leave it for two seconds in my hand and throw it away!" Seeing that the first wave of grenade attack was not effective, the sergeant's eyes were bloodshot, and he roared angrily, threw down the submachine gun, and pulled the grenade in front of him that had been turned off the back cover.

Let the blue smoke sizzle in his hand until three seconds before he threw it forward.

The other three guard platoon soldiers all threw out grenades in front of them in the form of squad deputy.

The Sichuan soldiers knew that they could only listen to the command of the sergeant in front of them now. Once the second Japanese rushed up, all the guys would die. They could only grit their teeth and hold their breath in their hearts and then throw the grenade out.

Perhaps because of being too panic, a Sichuan soldier stayed in his hand for more than 4 seconds before he was hurriedly thrown out.

Fortunately, this batch of grenades supplemented by the Ministry of Military Affairs were all imitated from Gongxian Arsenal, with excellent quality. If it were made by some small workshops, the leads would not be so regular, so maybe the Sichuan Army soldier would have been blown into a blood gourd.

Most of the dozen grenades thrown in this round exploded upon landing, but at least three of them completed the terrifying air explosion.

The effect of three balls of gunpowder exploded in the air is much brighter than that of the fireworks during the Chinese New Year. The air waves visible to the naked eye directly cut off the tree crown across the sky, but the most deadly one is shrapnel.

Without the earth as a barrier, the shrapnel of the three air bombs were almost 360 degrees without dead angles.

There was a terrible cry below.

In this round of more than a dozen grenades, at least a dozen Jing'an soldiers were killed and injured. Some were unfortunately hit by shrapnel. The bloody one could rush out several meters away and landed on the pale-faced Jing'an soldiers, feeling warm.

Of course, what is more exciting than warm blood is the screams that are as good as a slaughterhouse.

"Roar, rush up!" The captain of the Jing'an Army looked at this scene and finally realized that he had stepped into the trap.

The high ground where grenades are constantly throwing in front of me is a trap, but the deadliest one is not them, but the slope that seems to be far away from the battlefield.

The Chinese actually ambushed the ambush there in advance, and beat the grenade launcher team he sent to so that it could not suppress the high ground in front of him. It also allowed the soldiers on this high ground to throw grenades down from behind the fortifications and bunkers.

The reason why the grenade launcher team attacked without waiting for the ready was to allow the two infantry platoons to get closer to the position and completely enter their grenade attack range. For this reason, they would rather bear the casualties caused by several waves of grenade attacks.

To achieve such a perfect tactic, the Chinese commander on the high ground is not only cruel and ruthless, but more importantly, what kind of tacit understanding and trust should the defenders in the mountains and forests and the soldiers on the high ground be!

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! The Chinese defenders on the high ground would rather trade casualties for prey and step into the trap. The Chinese defenders in the mountains and forests could clearly attack in advance but kept hidden and did not fire. They waited until the gunfire sounded at the top of the mountain before attacking the grenade troopers who could suppress the position on the top of the mountain.

The clearer the mind, the more frightened you are.

The opponent in front of him is completely of two levels from the army he encountered before.

But the current situation of the battle is already a difficult situation for this Jing'an Army captain.

Retreat now, he won't get anything except carrying a large number of wounded and dead bodies back. If he couldn't do it, the battalion commander who had always disliked him was sued by the battalion commander and threw him away from his position as a company commander. There were more people waiting for him as the company commander.

If you die, if you don’t die, I will not die. The only thing that can change this ending is attack.

He bet that the Chinese, who were not very strong on the top of the mountain, did not have so many grenades. Based on his previous experience in the Northeast Army, carrying four grenades was already the limit for one person.

This decisive man was also considered a decisive man. Seeing the explosion of grenades being thrown down on the top of the mountain, he not only did not order a retreat, but instead issued an order to decisively attack. He also sent an infantry squad to fill the offensive troops with an infantry squad. There was also an infantry squad who naturally went to the hillside to support the attacked grenade troop soldiers, and the last infantry squad sneaked into the woods after his low order.

The top of the mountain was in full swing, and the hillside was fighting. Grenade launchers and a squad of infantry were not lambs that could be slaughtered. The constant sound of gunfire and explosions showed that they were fighting fiercely.

This also means that the Jing'an Army infantry company commander who was fighting to the death was betting on all his chips.

He only almost succeeded.

Although he miscalculated the number of grenades carried by the high ground guards on the top of the mountain, the Sichuan soldiers were asked to carry at least 6 grenades each before departure, and the most even carried 8. Six consecutive rounds of grenades were thrown into the mountains and forests, and the explosion of nearly 100 grenades destroyed the original dense forest.

Not to mention the casualties caused to the Jing'an Army, at least more than 30 people fell in pools of blood and wailed, and more than 20 were not even heard.

The Jing'an army, who were furiously bombed, were driven by the captain's company commander, and three consecutive waves of charge were shot back by four submachine guns.

However, as the density of grenade throwing weakened, the sound of gunfire and explosions on the hillside also showed that the battle situation there was in a stalemate. The Jing'an Army, which still had sixty or seventy troops, finally saw the dawn of victory.

They crawled patiently in the grass and tried their best to move up. The shooting of four submachine guns and several other rifles could not stop them from moving forward. If they approached five meters, they could just raise their arms and throw the grenades into the fortification area composed of large stones. Even if they were thrown in front of the stones, they could block the sight of the damn Chinese defenders.

"Run!" Captain Jing'an's eyes flashed with madness.

The heavy casualties have told him that no matter whether it succeeds or fails, he has actually lost the battle.

He had no idea of ​​what he had expressed before in front of the major general brigade commander. Now he just wanted to attack this position and kill those Chinese soldiers.

This is not a desire to win or avenge his subordinates. It is purely an obsession after a beautiful dream is broken.

More than a dozen grenades were thrown out by the Jing'an army and exploded several meters in front of the position. The smoke mixed with air waves and soil covered the frontier of the position.

Dozens of Jing'an soldiers got up and ran up while firing. Although it was difficult, in just ten seconds, no, five seconds, they could rush into the small highland that claimed dozens of their lives.

"Dadada!" More than a dozen flames were fiercer than four submachine guns on the high ground swept over the flanks of the mountains and forests, sweeping over the twenty Jing'an soldiers running along the hillside to the ground.
Chapter completed!