The first battalion commander heard it: Oh, I almost forgot, didn't Commander Ge explain just now, the second and third battalions will come with small teams to fight with them, but they can't ruin a big thing on the spur of the moment, yes, quickly occupy the commanding heights next to it, dig a pit to resist these guys who rushed over, and besides, it is possible that these bandit-born independent divisions will be better at fighting positional warfare than little devils The first battalion commander didn't say a word, and hurriedly led his men to the high slope next to him, took out the sapper shovel he carried with him, and desperately dug a big pit on the mud ground. ” The brothers and a group of twelve hula suddenly fell into the trench, the machine gunners hurriedly knitted the machine guns, and the bandit soldiers of the independent division who rushed in front had already begun to shout at the first battalion commander: "Brothers of the independent brigade in front, don't be reckless, surrender quickly, we know that there are only about ten of you, where can you withstand the attack of our four or five hundred people, the heroes do not suffer immediate losses, surrendering our independent division is not a shameful thing, it is better than surrendering to the Japanese."
The first battalion commander scolded: "You still dare to mention the little devil to me, Lao Tzu is not even a little Japan, and I am afraid that you will not fight the little devils, but will fight the miscellaneous of your compatriots, and your virtue will be the same as the traitor and the two dogs, don't talk nonsense, you have to rush up with Lao Tzu's head to see if you have the ability" At first glance, when I heard the detrimental words of the battalion commander, I was so angry that I screamed and shouted to my subordinates: "Little ones, hurry up and slaughter those rebels, Lao Tzu will be rewarded."
A large group of four or five hundred people rushed up, and the commander of the first battalion said to his subordinates: "Calm down, don't shoot first, listen to my orders and then fire before you are too late Don't look at the number of them, but I don't think it's a big deal."
The commander of the first battalion shouted and cheered up his subordinates.
Although the four or five hundred enemy troops who rushed over had no formation to speak of, and all of them rushed towards them in a swarm, after all, there were only twelve heroes on their side, and it was not necessarily easy to completely repel these reckless men.
When the guys rushed to a distance of 100 meters from the first battalion commander, the battalion commander shouted: "Fire" Before the words fell, the two Czech light machine guns first let out a crisp roar, and then a 60 mortar carried by a battalion commander also let out a dull roar, and a shell whistled out of the disembowel, smashing fiercely in the middle of those enemy troops who ran over, only to see a blood-red fire rising, followed by an earth-shattering explosion, five or six enemies were thrown high by the air wave, torn limbs by the explosion, blown into pieces, scattered on the dark ground, and died on the battlefield of attacking compatriots.
The repeating weapons in the hands of the dozen or so brothers on the position opened fire one after another, causing the stubborn Kuomintang soldiers who rushed over to fall one by one, wailing and screaming, lying on the ground with a shout, forgetting to even shoot back at the first battalion commander, and desperately shrunk their heads and retreated back.
The leading enemy battalion commander angrily shot a few soldiers who had escaped, and rushed forward with a howl, and his soldiers had no choice but to rush towards the position of the first battalion commander, trying to kill the first battalion commander with the advantage of numbers.
In the face of the enemy troops rushing up like a tide, a battalion commander and a dozen or so brothers under his command resisted back and forth, and the fight was extremely fierce, and soon three brothers were killed by the bullets fired by the enemy on the opposite side, and one shell and grenade continued to explode around the position, and a fragment flew tightly against the head of a battalion commander, cutting off his military hat entirely, and the battalion commander touched it with his hand: fortunately, the head was still there, but the scalp was scratched by shrapnel, and a lot of blood came out.
One of his brothers shouted to the battalion commander at the top of his voice: "Battalion commander, there are too many enemies coming up, let's retreat quickly."
"Retreat, where can you retreat, behind is the enemy's large army, retreat and die even worse" The battalion commander shouted, now this situation is really impossible to retreat, behind is the enemy's large army led by the commander of the independent division, and the momentum is specially to find the first battalion commander to settle accounts, so many food supplies were blown up and burned by the first battalion commander, can you not be anxious "Brothers, hold on for a while, the second battalion, the third battalion, they will rush to the special independent brigade with men and horses, the old man is not even a little devil, he can lose in the hands of these bandits and miscellaneous people" The commander of the first battalion was holding two twenty-shot box cannons and desperately firing his bow left and right, while loudly cheering up his subordinates, he knew that the more critical the situation, the more he could not panic, once there were signs of panic, then what followed would be a massacre without suspense.
The brothers of the detachment heard the words of the battalion commander, and their strength came up: Also, we have never been afraid of fighting face-to-face with the little devils in Shanghai and Nanjing, and these enemies on the opposite side are just a little more numerous, and there is nothing remarkable.
The firepower of the squad became fierce again, and the brother who fired the cannon was even more fierce, bringing the performance of the 60 mortar to the extreme, from ranging aiming to loading the ammunition by himself, the speed of the shell, the sound of the shell was "all through", and it was almost time to catch up with the repeating gun, and the shell landed extremely accurately, and the fire exploded in the pile of people, and the enemy troops on the opposite side of the explosion could not rush, nor could they stop, and it was not necessarily safe to lie on the ground.
It made the enemy battalion commander scream, but there was nothing he could do about the battalion commander and his brothers.
The commander of the first battalion saw the screaming enemy battalion commander, and without raising his head, he shouted to the brother who was operating the mortar: "Quickly blow up that screaming guy for me" The mortar brother replied, quickly adjusted the distance and angle, just wanted to put the shell in, his hand accidentally touched the cannon tube that had been hit hot and blood-red, with the sound of "snort", the hot and red cannon barrel immediately scalded off a layer of skin on the artillery brother's hand, so painful that the brother couldn't hold the shell for a while, the shell slipped down from the brother's hand, fortunately the foot is soft mud, otherwise the shell fuse will be triggered on the spot, detonate the surrounding ammunition, a battalion commander and these people can all be reimbursed.
The commander of the first battalion happened to see the thrilling action just now, and immediately shouted to his brothers: "Quickly pee on the mortar and force the barrel to be cooled" As soon as the words fell, the two brothers near the mortar got up and peed on the mortar, a burst of stinky white smoke rose up, and the blood-red mortar barrel cooled down at that time, the scalded brother tore off a piece of cloth from his body, wrapped it around the scalded wrist, picked up a shell and stuffed it into the cannon barrel that was still emitting white smoke and steam, turned around and covered his ears and squatted down, only to hear a crisp sound of "tom", the shell came out of the chamber, whistling and flying towards the enemy who were desperately rushing over.
The shell exploded impartially around the commander of the enemy battalion who was leading the charge and screaming, and the huge explosion directly tore this guy apart, divided into several pieces of minced meat and scattered on the ground.
When the charging enemy saw that their battalion commander was hanging, they immediately could no longer bear the resistance of the battalion commander, and retreated like a tide under the order of an officer.
This time the enemy attack came and retreated quickly, and the total battle lasted less than ten minutes, but on the position of the first battalion commander, many enemy corpses lay on the sidelines, three of his own men were killed, four were seriously wounded, and the rest were slightly injured to varying degrees.
Suddenly, the commander of the first battalion found that the retreating enemies in front of him were a little abnormal, only to see that those enemies all turned back, and came towards the position of the first battalion commander without their lives, why did they turn back again, his mind suddenly became nervous again: Could it be that the enemy has received reinforcements, and he will have to fight with himself again The commander of the first battalion shouted to the only remaining brothers under his command: "Brothers, the enemy has turned back again, it seems that they have received reinforcements, I think we are going to die here today, we are not afraid of death, what we do is to make a living by tying our heads to the waistband of our trousers every day, nothing is remarkable."
As early as Nanjing, we should have died, and it was already God's care to be able to survive until now.
But dying under the miscellaneous hands of these bandits on the opposite side, I always feel a little unwilling in my heart, and when the time comes, the brothers must not run out of bullets, and leave the last one for themselves. ” Just as the first battalion commander was about to die with the enemy soldiers who turned back and broke the net, a sharp-eyed brother said to the first battalion commander: "Battalion commander, you see that those guys in front are wrong, how can they charge like this, they are not charging, they are running away."
As soon as the battalion commander heard that the enemy troops on the opposite side were fleeing, he hurriedly picked up the binoculars and looked ahead, with the help of the flash of fire from the explosion, the battalion commander finally saw clearly that the enemy troops who had returned this time did not have the slightest intention of attacking the position here, as the sharp-eyed brothers said just now, they seemed to have encountered a blow in front of them, and desperately fled in the other direction.
The first battalion commander was in ecstasy, and excitedly shouted to his brothers: "It must be our group to save us, brothers, now we don't have to die at the hands of the bandits on the other side, haha" The remaining brothers in the squad also cried with joy at this time, hugging each other and shouting, and sure enough, there was a familiar shout from the front: "The first battalion commander in front, we are from the second battalion, and the regimental seat is waiting for you in the back." t1706231537: