Soon, a dozen or so brothers with spears fired at the devil's searchlight, and the gun really went out, and the searchlight that was still dangling back and forth in front of the position just now was suddenly blinded.
Before the little devil could react, the mortars had already begun to bombard, and a few booms blew up a few of the little devil's firepower points on the position.
Immediately afterwards, an earth-shattering shout broke out from below the position, and more than 4,000 soldiers of the national army, led by Fat Man and Ge Sanmin, launched an attack on the devil's position from the left and right respectively.
At the same time, all kinds of weapons on the devil's position fired at the bottom of the position, and many brothers were hit by bullets and fell to the ground and rolled down the hillside, but the groups of national troops behind rushed towards the position like a tide.
The little devil desperately opened fire on the rushing national troops, but was soon blown up into the dark sky by the mortars, and when they fell, they were already broken pieces of meat, and even those heavy machine guns and small steel cannons were blown up by the shells and completely fell apart.
Under the blows of machine guns, rifles, and small steel cannons, the charging national soldiers were constantly shot and fell to the ground and rolled down the hillside, but then a group of brothers stepped on the corpses below and rushed up.
The weapons in his hands also kept shooting at the devils, grenades flew around, like playing tennis, and the little devils were constantly blown out of the trenches by grenades, and the corpses rolled down the hillside with gurgles.
The soldiers on both sides launched a bloody battle a hundred meters in front of the position, and at this time there was no superfluous shouting, only the fire and air waves of whistling bullets and shell explosions, and the people were lifted high by the air waves, and then fell heavily to the ground.
The national army and the little devils are red-eyed, the little devils are desperately blocking in the trenches in order to completely eliminate these surrounded national troops, and the national army is fighting desperately in order to be able to highlight the encirclement.
Whether it is the Independent Brigade or the Teaching Corps, everyone knows that if they fight hard, there may be a glimmer of hope for survival, if they lose their fighting spirit and take the initiative to disarm and surrender, with the consistent actions of the little devils, it is difficult to say what will happen to the brothers.
Not to mention the infamy of surrendering, in the end it became a fish on the devil's knife case, and it was slaughtered by them.
It is with this belief that the brothers burst out with unprecedented combat power at this moment, and the teaching regiment behaved more heroically, only to see them go forward one after another, the bullet pierced the skull of the brothers next to them, and the brains splashed out regardless of it, and continued to rush forward with their heads covered and shouting.
The little devils were stupid, they never expected that the teaching corps, which was beaten all over the mountain by them a day ago, how the gods protected their bodies today, all rushed to the position as if they had taken medicine, Rao is how fierce their firepower is, how Rao is the little devil who commands the battle shouts hysterically, after all, they can't resist the national army brothers below who completely ignore life and death.
In order to avoid the fate of being slaughtered by the little devils, everyone held that instead of dying in the slaughter of the little devils, it was better to rush forward and use the weapons in their hands to fight for a glimmer of hope for survival for themselves and their brothers.
The little devils are also people, not gods, since the Battle of Songhu, they have never seen this kind of desperate fighting, completely ignoring casualties, not caring about life and death, as if these soldiers in front of them were suddenly reincarnated, and burst out with unprecedented combat effectiveness.
This made the little devil who had always looked down on the national army feel frightened, and involuntarily retreated back.
The front of the position was full of dense corpses, and the fat man and Ge Sanmin finally rushed to the devil's position, jumped into the trench, and started a life-and-death fight with the little devil inside.
The soldiers of the national army who jumped into the trenches were like beast machines, and catching the little devil was a random slash, what machetes, sapper shovels, daggers, rifle butts, grenades, and all the guys who had them at hand beckoned to the devil's head.
The little devils, who were usually well-trained and had bayonet fighting skills unparalleled in Asia, were also stunned at this time, and under the crazy blows of the national army, they could no longer support it, and retreated to the back of the position.
The fat man and Ge Sanmin didn't care about counting the number of people, and hurriedly ordered the troops to continue to pursue the devils in front, and immediately reported to Zhou Wu by radio.
"Brigade seat, we have broken through the first line of defense of the little devils and are advancing towards the second blockade line, please command the brigade seat to join us."
The fat man is out tonight, he doesn't care whether the little devil is listening to his radio station or not, he directly calls Zhou Wu with a clear code, and asks Zhou Wu to quickly answer them to break through.
As soon as Zhou Wu received the battle situation of the fat man, he didn't care about the leakage of information on the radio, and hurriedly contacted Ding Ning, who was desperately attacking the periphery of the devil's encirclement.
"Lao Ding, the fat man has broken through the first line of defense of the little devil with the brothers of the teaching regiment, and is breaking through to the second line of defense, you should quickly launch an attack, open the opening of the periphery, break through the encirclement with them inside and out, and then quickly rush to the Yangtze River ferry."
"I asked Lao Zhang to support you with all he had, and in addition, I decided to join the unit composed of non-combatants and lightly wounded members of the brigade headquarters led by me, and try to open the gap in the devil's position, whether the fat man can break out of the encirclement, it depends on this."
As soon as Ding Ning heard that Zhou Wulian had moved out of the lightly injured in the health company, he felt that this time he was really out of the way, which was the same as gambling, and he bet all the last capital on hand, and if he didn't win, he would watch the last flop.
After Zhang Ercheng received Zhou Wu's order for him to support Ding Ning, he also felt that this time the brigade was going to have a final showdown with the little devil, so he hurriedly asked the artillery to carefully count how many shells were available.
The people below reported that there were not many shells for the four field guns, at most five or six rounds each, and the rest of the mortars of all sizes could still fire thirty rounds each.
Zhang Ercheng thought about it, anyway, there were not many shells, so he ran out of artillery and dismantled the cannons, picked up the long and short guns he took from the warehouse, and they also had to be infantrymen today, and then follow the brigade seat to support the chief of staff.
After a period of nervous busyness, the artillery adjusted the angle of the artillery and waited for Zhang Ercheng to issue the command to open the cannon.
"Fifteen hundred meters in front of the target, 10 degrees south-east, eight rapid shots, fire" The mortar began to bombard first, and then the four field guns also made a dull sound, sending large-caliber shells to the devil's position in a burst of gun body beating.
The cannonballs hit the ground and exploded into a stream of gunsmoke, and in the light of the artillery fire, the body of the little devil mixed with dirt and stones was lifted high into the night sky by the air wave of the cannonball's explosion, and then it was thrown down heavily.
Not to be outdone, the little devil used the mountain artillery and mortars on the position to return fire on Zhang Ercheng's side, and the shells on both sides continued to fly back and forth in the night sky, falling on the ground and blowing up bursts of dirt and stones, many of which were accompanied by the remains of the human body.
Shrapnel flew on the position, artillery rumbled, and many of the artillery under Zhang Ercheng were also hit by shells, and even people and artillery were blown to pieces, and some were directly hit by large-caliber shells, and their bones were blown up. t1706231537: