There is a lot of knowledge in digging tunnels in snow caves. It took two full days of practice before to ensure that people can enter and the cave will not collapse.

A few engineers used small engineering shovels to pound the ground in all directions, leaving only a passage for one person to crawl through, and small ventilation holes were opened at small intervals. After more than a hundred people crawled into the snow cave against the wall of the soil slope, everyone

A small shovel made a small nest just big enough for him to sit on, then he stretched out the barrel of his gun and poked a vent on the opposite side.

After Zhao Hu worked hard, he took out a small piece of mattress he brought and spread it on the snow, and then slowly sat down. It was windy outside just now and felt quite cold. When he got busy in the snow nest, he sweated a little again.

, now that I have calmed down, I feel a little cooler.

He didn't pay attention at first, but after a while, he heard the sound of teeth chattering in the snow nest next to him. He couldn't help but feel moved, and quickly ordered: "Pass this down, let's share the snow nest with two people. When it gets cold, drink some ginger."

Tang, please remind each other not to fall asleep."

The soldiers began to take action again, gathering together in pairs, hugging each other to keep warm. A person crawled over to Zhao Hu's left. Just by hearing her breathing, he knew that it was Director Lin who was coming. Zhao Hu had to pick up a small shovel and shovel the snow.

The nest was expanded to all sides, and after a while, Director Lin squeezed in. The two hugged each other without speaking, and could only hear each other's thoughts from the heartbeats of both parties.

The sky gradually became brighter. The sunlight penetrated through the snow layer, shining a little light inside, and there was also a trace of warmth in the snow nest. The whole world seemed to come alive all of a sudden.

There was a roar in the sky, and soon there was a rumbling explosion in the distance. This was a routine bombing by the Japanese on the outskirts of Shentou Ridge. In fact, what they didn't know was that the 386th Brigade had already bombed the outskirts of Shentou Ridge early last night.

Evacuate, their bombs are just venting their anger on the mountains.

Then, there was a sound of stepping on the snow above their heads. There were twenty or thirty iron nails on the soles of the Japanese's big leather shoes, which made the snow crunch. All the soldiers took out the prepared licorice slices and put them in their mouths.

He was afraid that he would alert the Japanese sentry above him if he made a cough.

A dozen Japanese soldiers finally passed by, and then, on the road across the slope, there was a dull sound of shelling. Every time the Qiwu Mountain Cannon fired, everyone looked worriedly above their heads, fearing that the snow nest would be collapsed.

Once the snow cave is exposed, you have to launch an attack in advance.

Finally, when Zhao Hu heard the Japanese planes disappearing and the sound of artillery shelling began to subside, he secretly dug a small hole in the snow nest. When he looked up and saw that there were no sentries above, he finally felt relieved.

The orders were passed down one by one, and soon, soldiers with white towels around their heads emerged from the snow nest. They quietly climbed up the slope by listening to the whistles down the slope.

The Japanese vanguard troops had already stepped onto the newly built wooden bridge, and the large group of Japanese soldiers behind them also stood up, moved their numb feet from squatting, turned off their rifle safetys one by one, and lined up in an orderly manner to prepare to cross the bridge.

On both sides of the road on the shore, a large group of Japanese artillerymen had dismantled the rear gun mount and auxiliary tools of the mountain cannon, and placed them on the other two pack horses. In this way, only a Type 41 mountain cannon weighing more than 700 kilograms was left.

At half the weight, a heavy draft horse can easily drag it up.

Zhao Hu saw that the Japanese heavy machine gunner had just raised the heavy machine gun on his shoulder, and gave the shooting order to the Shen brothers beside him.

"Bag Gou, Bah Gou" two sudden gunshots made all the Japanese soldiers look up. They thought it was some soldier's gun that went off. The next thing they knew, they paid the price with blood for their carelessness.

"" On the slope that had been deserted just now, a row of gun muzzles suddenly appeared, and all of these gun muzzles sprayed fiery tongues of fire at the neatly organized team.

"Da da da da da, da da da da da." As soon as the three crooked handles came up, they used the long point, and every five rounds of bullets fell out of a bullet. The Japanese were very familiar with their weapons, but they had never tried it.

After experiencing the feeling of being hit by 6.5-loaded bullets on their bodies, they discovered that the lethality of this kind of bullet was actually quite high. A single sweep of the bullet would always bring up a large rain of blood.

Two to three seconds, this is the reaction time for anyone after being hit. When the Japanese came to their senses, all the veterans with grenades and a few officers with sabers in their army were hit by a dense barrage of bullets.

Knocked down, one soldier even fired concentrated fire at the Japs' heavy machine gun command, and the other machine gun shooters around him were also knocked down!

The sky turned black leisurely, and more than sixty grenades were thrown out by half of the soldiers at the first time. When they copied the guns and fired, the soldiers who had fired the first wave of bullets also threw out the grenades in front of them, but half of the soldiers still

Forgetting to knock it before throwing it makes this explosion far less intense than the first wave!

"Boom boom boom boom" black spots exploded in the crowd of Japs one after another. When the smoke rose, snowflakes and mud flew around with various limbs of the Japs. Some Japs were even blown off the ground by several grenades.

, and then turned into a leaking blood bag!

The blood and mud blurred the eyes of the Japanese. When they were about to raise their guns and shoot, they found that they could not find the target at all. There was smoke everywhere in front of them, and the enemy's gunshots were heard in their ears.

Is there a regiment of troops besieging them?

The Japanese army, which had lost its command, immediately fell into chaos. Counterattacks by a single soldier alone would not give them any advantage in this chaotic battlefield. Even if they could occasionally knock down one or two of their opponents, they would immediately be counterattacked by several rapid rifles.

As soon as one or two sergeants raised the flag on their bayonets, they were fired upon by several rounds of grenades. Moreover, this method of grenade attack was particularly wonderful. Several grenades were always dropped around the commander before they were ready to attack him.

The concentrated personnel were blown to pieces, and then several grenades were used to blow up Chief Cao, as if they were deliberately trying to weaken the Japanese army's will to resist.

At the front of the Japanese army, the vanguard troops who had walked halfway across the bridge were about to turn around when they heard the gunshots. They were hit by a large hail of bullets from the side and rear. Many Japanese soldiers fell into the cold river with injuries. As for

It is unknown whether they can withstand the impact of 11.43 large-caliber bullets and still crawl out of the water.

Zhao Hu finished playing one drum and immediately replaced it with a full one. When he looked again, the Japanese artillerymen at the bridgehead had been beaten with blood all over the ground, and two pack horses also fell to the ground and struggled. As for the other side of the road, there were still ten

A few Japanese artillerymen were still resisting, but they only had two or three rifles, and the others were holding bastard boxes and shooting in vain.

"Corpser, blow the charge horn, 1st platoon, follow me!"

When the trumpet soldier half-knelt down and the loud charge horn sounded, a forest of knives lit up on the entire slope, and the soldiers roared down the slope with snowflakes on their bodies.

The few dozen remaining Japanese soldiers also turned off the safety, waved their hands and pulled out their bayonets. As soon as they put the muzzles on their guns, they heard another intensive gunfire in front of them. The running opponents stretched out their orchid fingers one by one and pulled the bolts of their guns.

There was a buzzing sound, and there were definitely more than five bullets in the chambers of their guns, and they could hit the target while moving!

A dozen Japs ran towards the wooden bridge in panic, but were mowed down by two submachine guns. This was the commando led by Zhao Hu. Their target was not these Japs, but the artillerymen on the other side of the road.

Go.

"Platoon leader, burn the bridge, commando, follow me!" Zhao Hu's face was blackened and whitened by gunpowder smoke, but a murderous look was added out of thin air. The artillerymen on the opposite side finally became timid, and they found that only two

Thirty Japanese troops had been divided and surrounded by the enemy, and they were brandishing bayonets to prevent the enemy from approaching. No matter how capable they were, it was impossible to rescue them in such a short time. Therefore, the artillery commander suddenly waved his sword and gave the first order.

It turns out that it’s not about fighting hard, but about exploding cannons!

That's right, when the Japanese found themselves cornered, they would destroy the weapons they couldn't take away as soon as possible. The Japanese artillerymen also couldn't see any hope, so they made the decision to kill people with artillery.

Grenades were thrown into the barrels one after another, and with a few muffled sounds, the two Type 41 mountain guns on the opposite side of the Jaap Road immediately emitted black smoke, and these barrels must have been scrapped.

Without the artillery, these artillerymen are useless. The artillery commander waved his saber: "If the artillery is there and the people are there, the artillery will kill the people! Tusi will give you!"

They were determined, but without weapons, they usually had little opportunity to shoot with pistols. At this moment, several people found that the pistols had stopped firing, and one actually looked at the magazine that fell on the ground in a daze.

"You go and kill the others, and the reconnaissance team will catch the ones alive with me!"

Zhao Hu threw Thompson back, strode forward, and knocked down the stupid Japanese artilleryman with a flying kick. Several others also stepped forward, only two of them fell on their backs, and three of them with short guns were tied up.

Devil.

Bottles of kerosene were thrown onto the wooden bridge. After a few torches were thrown on, the wooden bridge built by the Japanese engineers who worked hard all night was once again caught in the sea of ​​flames.

The last dozen or so Japanese soldiers thought that with the three of them back to back, they could kill more than ten times the enemy with all their might, but they didn't know that they had no intention of stabbing at all. Relying on the large number of bullets in the barrel, the people in front of them forced the Japanese to stop.

They thrust forward, and the ones behind them took the opportunity to shoot a few times at the calves. After a while, these Japanese fell to their knees in the snow and yelled, as if to say it was unfair or something, but what they got were ruthless bayonets.

Zhao Hu didn't care about everyone cleaning the battlefield. He left the first platoon beside him. Regardless of what others thought, he took apart the two intact mountain cannons in a few seconds and asked the soldiers to carry the two cannons and the shells back.
Chapter completed!