The Jing'an Army has rich combat experience.

They soon felt the weak firepower of the counterattack on the Chinese position, and the hand-cranked sirens located behind made a harsh sound, which was the strengthening attack order issued by the front-line commander.

The dark Jing'an army infantry used their hands and feet together and began to crawl forward.

The ten submachine guns that had been silent on the Chinese position for a long time began to shoot wildly at the same time, slowing down the speed of the Jing'an infantry that was about to move.

After dozens of people were killed and injured on this type of continuous firearm, even if the Jing'an army's infantry was eager to make contributions, few people were willing to compete with the bullet rain.

What's more, the current situation is that it is about to attack the opponent's position, so it's obviously a bit stupid at this time, so it's better to play steadily and more reliable.

A few minutes later, the soldiers who had covered the last infantry squad retreated to the second-line position through the traffic trench, and ten submachine guns also stopped firing.

There is no way, it is very enjoyable to fight like this, but the amount of bullets consumed is also huge. In just half an hour of battle, the 9mm submachine gun bullets consumed on the high ground were as high as 3,000 rounds, and an average of 300 rounds per submachine gun was fired. This was used to be a battle-level bullet consumption.

Not to mention that Wei Donglai, the commander, was congested when he saw the ammunition consumed, even the veterans holding submachine guns felt distressed every time they pulled the trigger.

Without the continuous firepower suppression of the submachine gun, the Jing'an army, which had already rushed to the front line of the position 30 meters began to change from crawling to bent down and trotting.

Most of the Jing'an army were natives in Northeast China, and only some squad platoon leaders were Japanese who went from Japanese to Northeast China to make gold. They were generally tall and long legs, and their charge speed was definitely above the regular Japanese army. They rushed into the position in only seven or eight seconds at most.

The long 38 rifle had already been inserted into a shiny bayonet. A group of burly men rushed to the position with a crazy shouting, waiting to imagine the hand-to-hand battle between the Chuan Army and them, but was stunned to find that the trench in front of them was empty.

Sichuan Army, run away!

It left a trench with relatively complete functions and high defense.

Can that not be tall? The Jing'an army is mostly over 1.7 meters tall, but it can't even show its head in this trench. I don't know what the Sichuan people, who are ten centimeters shorter than them, think, and spend so much effort to dig such a deep trench.

There was no time for them to think about the reasons. The sound of bean-like blasting fire rang out more than 30 meters away. Jing'an's army rushed into the trenches. Those who reacted slowly were either knocked down by rifle bullets or swept down by five Czech light machine guns that were firing wildly.

The Jing'an Army machine gunners and grenade launchers located in the rear were of course desperately launching counter-suppression to cover their infantry quickly entering the occupied trenches.

The trench was not only deep enough, but also clean enough inside. Except for the large bloodstains that showed their killing of the Sichuan Army here, there was no other material left.

Obviously, this is not because of the loss of the enemy, but because of an organized retreat.

Lieutenant Momotaro gasped.

Yes, Lieutenant Momotaro, who has the same name as the protagonist of the traditional Japanese story, is a legend among the Japanese ronin in the northeast.

Momotaro, who was disliked by the whole village in Japan, was a legendary village in the future world.

Such people, let alone being a bachelor in China, are the same in Japan.

In the end, even his parents disliked, the village son decided to come to the northeast to find gold, and he was very tempted to return home without returning in glory.

As the pride and enlightened Japanese people, the Japanese Murako succeeded. Not only did he get involved in the Jing'an Army, a first-class strong army serving Manchukuo, but he also took the initiative to put down his figure and mingled with the middle and senior officers of the Jing'an Army, and finally became a lieutenant and company commander of the infantry.

In just three years, he went from being a village where everyone abandoned him to an officer who received military pay. He was even personally received by Lord Liuzang, the highest commander of the Armed Forces of the State of Manchuria because he promoted the friendship between Japan and Manchuria.

This is not the only one among the Japanese ronin groups who rely on bullying the Chinese to make profits by bullying the Chinese! It is definitely an outstanding figure.

Momotaro also suffered in the recruit training camp, otherwise he would not have been quickly promoted to the position of lieutenant company commander. When he saw this situation, he admired the commanders who ordered them to move from offense to defense to stand firm first waiting for fire support.

Momotaro certainly knew how difficult it would be to attack a stubborn enemy who retreated in an orderly manner and regained the benefits of fortifications, and he could no longer lose his soldiers.

Looking back, I looked at the yellowish figures that were still lying on the road ahead and no longer moved everywhere. The tears of the former Japanese village Liuzi were almost coming out.

His infantry company suffered a considerable loss in the battle of Jiepai Village. In addition, in the battle just now, there were only half of them left. They were all veterans who had experienced many battles! Even if they were full of money, their combat effectiveness would be incomparable to the past.

It’s not that he, a Japanese, has a deep relationship with these Chinese people, but you have to understand the positive heart of a single villager who has been single for more than 20 years and has been despised by all village girls.

He not only had to be a company commander but also a battalion commander. In the end, he might also be able to use this as a springboard to join the Imperial Army and become an assistant officer or even a general.

His dream is that when he goes home, the uncles and aunts in the village who have daughters are carrying gifts and trampling on the threshold of their homes.

‘His Excellency Momotaro is now developed!’ This is the label that Yoko Murachi hopes to have.

To put it bluntly, whether it is China or Japan, the dreams of young people in the lower class are actually similar, hoping to gain recognition from those who once looked down on themselves.

The infantry company under his command, but his family's financial resources were almost wiped out.

"Damn Chinese, Momotaro will definitely dig out your hearts and become Daqing's food." Momotaro raised his neck and looked at another Chinese position dozens of meters away, swearing with gritted teeth.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Daqing is a wolf-green dog he raised. Whenever he catches deserters or resisters, there will always be fresh meat. The human heart is its favorite.

But obviously, Lieutenant Momotaro, who was raising his neck and making a fierce look, had not realized at this moment that the trench in front of him was a little deeper for him.

Of course, maybe it was because he was too short.

Momotaro, who is only 1.58 meters tall, probably saw that many objects were tall, so he casually ignored the trench in front of him, which had reached 2 meters deep.

That was one of the greatest achievements of thousands of military and civilians working hard for more than 30 hours. In order to complete this massive amount of work within a limited time, the soldiers who were ordered by Tang Dao even used explosives to blast them.

The massive amount of earth excavated was not wasted. I searched all the entire Guangde County, collected all the cloth sewn into coarse cloth bags, put the soil in it, and formed a large number of earth sandbags for construction of fortifications on the unexcavated rocks.

Perhaps the only thing that the officers and soldiers could not understand was that Tang Dao ordered all the sandbags installed in the trench to be placed in the direction facing his second-line position, and all the excess sandbags were required to be piled up to the rear.

Perhaps, I was afraid that the Japanese grenades could also protect the trenches!

Most of the officers and soldiers thought so. Anyway, there was enough soil excavated. There was no shortage of sandbags, which were simple but could protect against bullets and shell fragments.

At this moment, when the tall Jing'anjun wanted to put the gun on the trench, he could only see his arms and hands but his head. Most of them understood the superior's meaning.

This is making it difficult for the two Japanese to shoot!

If you want to see the opposite side, they will not even think about it unless they are jumping around or carrying sandbags to cushion themselves.

"Bastard, the Chinese who are afraid of death have dug the trench so deep!" After the defensive mission was issued, Lieutenant Momotaro couldn't help but complain in anger.

He wanted to quietly observe the Chinese people's defense line retreating to the second line of defense, and had to quietly drag two sandbags to cushion the footsteps, no, maybe three.

Fortunately, no one noticed his embarrassment.

Because almost everyone is busy moving sandbags and foot pads.

Of course, it is not that no one tried to challenge the depth of the trench because he did not admit his height. A sergeant squad leader who has always been fierce and has only been a year old in the army of Momotaro, and his size is similar to Lieutenant Momotaro. This is also a thing that Momotaro likes.

He was short but tall and strong, and with strong legs, the Japanese squad leader kicked his feet and rubbed them to the edge of the trench.
Chapter completed!