"Boom! Boom!"
"Ah...my legs..."
"Don't show your head yet, just lie down!"
At around three o'clock in the afternoon, the Japanese army launched a full-scale fierce attack on the positions of the Third Division. Tanaka Shinichi ordered the 55th Regiment to attack the high ground, and the 56th Regiment was responsible for the Chinese on the edge of the woods on the left side of the highland.
The two lines of defense were subjected to fierce Japanese artillery fire at the same time. The 18th Division's little devils were vicious and vicious. Their infantry and artillery synergy played a trick. The soldiers were less than 50 meters away from their own artillery fire, but they still charged forward without fear. .
The 55th Regiment pressed forward with a brigade and rushed towards Highland 233. Taking advantage of the gap when the soldiers of the second regiment were suppressed by artillery fire, they quickly approached the main defense line.
"Pull the wounded behind, keep your body low, and don't show your head."
"The ammunition boxes are spread out. Don't you have any idea? Every enemy shell will be damned destroyed!"
"Check the weapons and equipment, the Japs are coming, so cheer up!"
…
The Japanese bombardment gradually weakened, while Fan Xiangwu walked through the trenches, constantly directing and arranging the soldiers on the front line.
Because they suffered a big loss from the artillery, the Second Regiment was almost suppressed and unable to lift its head. The constant explosions around them also made the soldiers fearful. Fan Xiangwu resolutely stayed on the front line to try to stabilize the morale of the soldiers.
"Deputy commander! Go to the back, it's too dangerous here!" the first battalion commander said very worriedly.
"Stop talking nonsense. I don't have anything to fear from you. Keep your soldiers in check. If something goes wrong, I'll take it out on you!"
Fan Xiangwu was majestic and showed no sign of fear. The front line was now under tremendous pressure and a strong officer was needed to calm the situation. As the deputy commander, how could he be afraid of death and remain cowardly?
"call out……"
boom! boom! boom!
At this moment, the mortar battalion located on the reverse slope once again projected shells into the charging Japanese troops. The Japanese skirmisher line suffered some casualties, but they were unaware of it and continued to charge forward desperately.
"Machine gunner fires, others prepare!"
Wow... Countless heads suddenly appeared in the seemingly empty position. The soldiers were lying in the trenches, eyes fixed on the front.
"Thump thump thump thump thump...!"
The heavy machine gun opened fire first, and countless fire points suddenly erupted into blazing fire snakes. A sudden burst of bullets fired wildly at the khaki figures.
Under the double blow of mortars and heavy machine guns, countless Japanese soldiers fell in a pool of blood. The other little Japanese soldiers did not stop. They knew that this distance of tens of meters was the cruelest road to hell. Only by rushing through this section could they deal with the enemy. The enemy fired back.
The two sides were less than 200 meters apart, and the Japanese began to set up grenades and light machine guns in an attempt to destroy the firepower points of the second regiment.
Immediately afterwards, the soldiers also raised their weapons and fired one after another. For a moment, there was a loud sound of gunfire, and a dense barrage formed in front of the entire position.
The sound of explosions shook the earth, and people were shot and killed everywhere. Bullets fired from both sides came and went, sealing this space without a single gap. From time to time, evil projectiles would take away fragile lives.
“150 meters…”
Fan Xiangwu looked serious, and the sound of bullets piercing the air passed through his ears, but he was not afraid at all.
After briefly estimating the distance, Fan Xiangwu stood up suddenly with the Garand rifle in his hand and pointed the crosshair at a running Japanese soldier in his field of vision.
"bump!"
The distance of a hundred meters passed in an instant, and the 7.62 full-power bullet tore the Japanese's chest instantly.
After taking care of him, Fan Xiangwu didn't hesitate at all. He quickly pointed his gun at the other Japanese soldiers and fired several shots with his index finger.
"Touch! Touch! Touch! Touch..."
The powerful firepower of the Garand was unmatched by a bolt-action rifle. All eight bullets were fired within a few seconds, and Fan Xiangwu had a few more Japanese victims in his hands.
"Ding!"
The sound of an empty magazine popping out sounded. He immediately squatted down, quickly took out a new magazine and pressed it in.
There was a "click" sound. Before Fan Xiangwu could press the bullet out of his finger, the gun suddenly bounced back in advance. He was so frightened that he quickly let go of his right hand and almost got his thumb stuck.
"Your grandma, you want to eat meat again?" Fan Xiangwu cursed with lingering fear.
This Garand was good, but it was always easy to get fingers stuck. Unskilled people often got pinched, and the fingernails would bleed, and the thumb would be bloody and fleshy. The soldiers complained that it was a monster gun that likes to eat meat.
Taking advantage of this gap, Fan Xiangwu looked around. The Japs charged very fiercely. Several of the machine gun fire points on the position were knocked out by their grenade launchers. The casualties among the soldiers were also increasing.
The attack of this group of enemies is very sharp. Different from the Japanese encounters in the past few times, their offensive formation is very particular. The soldiers almost do not make mindless rushes. They all use those grenade launchers as the core and advance towards the position step by step. .
Moreover, these little devils are particularly capable of withstanding pressure. The death of their companions seems to have nothing to do with them. They have only one purpose in their eyes, which is to do everything possible to break through the fire blockade and get close to the enemy's position.
The two sides fought for less than half an hour. Under the full firepower of the two infantry battalions of the Second Regiment, one Japanese squadron was almost wiped out. However, another squadron rushed up from behind and continued to attack the main position with the same attack method. .
Although they had a certain advantage, the soldiers were not relaxed at all because they were too tired from the fight.
The Little Devils had a strong sense of offensive pressure, and their formations cooperated very well, giving them no chance to breathe at all. Often, it takes a lot of energy and tons of ammunition to eliminate a team of them.
Fan Xiangwu did not continue to raise his gun and shoot. Instead, he called a communications soldier and contacted the regiment headquarters: "Old Xing, can you hear me? The frontline ammunition consumption is very large. Send a batch of bullets quickly!"
After a while, Xing Fuquan's reply came from the walkie-talkie: "Zi... zi... the supply company is already on the way. Hold on for a while... zi... let the Japanese army invest more troops on the battlefield. The main force of their regiment It's too far forward, the artillery battalions of our regiment and the first regiment are ready, and we can give the little devil a meal of iron dumplings later."
Fan Xiangwu's spirit was lifted. Will he finally fight back? He quickly put down the walkie-talkie, got up, found the first battalion commander, and ordered him: "Let the brothers not beat them so hard, put some water on them, and let the little devils get closer."
"Ah? Why, deputy commander?" The first battalion commander's eyes widened and he looked confused. Why are you so polite to the kid?
"Ah, your grandma's legs! This is an order. Pass it on to me immediately. You will know later." Fan Xiangwu shouted sharply. He didn't want to explain more at this moment.
"Yes!" The battalion commander had no choice but to accept the order.
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