The smoke of the first wave of grenade explosions had not yet dissipated, and the devil brigade howled and rushed towards the position under the desperate urging of the captain, and the fat man ordered all kinds of light and heavy weapons on the position to shoot at the rushing devils together, and on the other hand, he ordered the second group of bomb throwers who had already prepared grenades to immediately enter the trench and throw grenades at his command Zhang Ercheng's artillery was a little overwhelmed, and the little devil artillery lost three 75 mountain guns, and they were annoyed and angry, so they tilted all the large and small artillery fire towards Zhang Ercheng's position.
For a time, the shells fell near Zhang Ercheng and a group of brothers who guarded them, and the sound of explosions was endless, and seven or eight artillery brothers who were firing were killed on the spot, together with several 60 mortars they controlled, the shells from the little devils were blown up into the dark night sky, and they fell down in twos and threes, scattered all over the place, and Zhang Ercheng was heartbroken, so many good brothers, so many hard-won mortars, were destroyed under the shells from the little devils.
Zhang Ercheng couldn't get angry, and shouted to the infantry brothers who came with him to cover their artillery: "Brothers, how about rushing up with me and destroying those devil artillery?"
The infantry brothers of the regiment who covered Zhang Ercheng's artillery were also so pressed by the devil's artillery that they couldn't raise their heads, killing and injuring several brothers, and they were also nesting in their hearts with the boss's anger, as soon as they heard Zhang Ercheng's greeting, they immediately nodded in agreement: "Okay, let's touch it and beat up these devil artillerymen raised by bitches."
Zhang Ercheng asked the infantry brothers to concentrate fire on the back to cover, he took a few mortars and artillery brothers to the front, the firepower of the devil artillery was immediately attracted by the firepower of a group of brothers, the devil artillery commander holding the Oriental knife saw that these New Fourth Army on the opposite side were still desperately using light weapons to strafe this side, so he hurriedly ordered the devil artillery to adjust the artillery angle, intensive bombardment, and eliminate all those who were still resisting The devil's mortar "tom" continued to sound, rows of shells continued to explode around a group of brothers covering Zhang Ercheng's assault, and a soldier of the New Fourth Army who was using a Czech machine gun in front of him was blown into the black air by the devil's shell, and was torn apart by the powerful shock wave generated by the explosion in mid-air, turning into pieces of flesh and blood and falling to the ground along with the deformed Czech machine gun.
Immediately, another young soldier of the New Fourth Army held a machine gun and threw down the brother who had died just now, and continued to use the machine gun in his hand to fire hateful bullets at the devil artillery, and the comrades-in-arms died one by one.
The battle was quite tragic, the bullets were piercing around like flying locusts, and the people who were fighting forgot all their thoughts, and they had only one goal in mind, that is, to cover Zhang Ercheng and them, who were thinking about the devil's artillery assault, with firepower, and buy them precious time to march.
The others didn't have time to think about it so much, the bullets flew back and forth, and the people who fell down from the bullets were like a piece of stake that had been cut off by the waist, and the inner passion of the brothers, who had long been accustomed to seeing death, finally broke out, and they continued to rain bullets at the devil with all kinds of weapons in their hands.
After all, the devil artillery is artillery, and although the mortar has a faster rate of fire than other artillery, it is definitely not as good as the firepower of those brothers who covered Zhang Ercheng's assault at this time, and the devil artillery was immediately suppressed on the ground by the brothers, and they didn't even dare to raise their heads up by an inch, so they had to desperately call their head devil captain by radio: "Your Excellency Captain, the artillery asks for support, the firepower of the people is too fierce, ask for support from the infantry of the imperial army" The captain of the devil brigade himself was also angry at this time, and attacked the fat man's position three times in a row, each time he was driven down by the people on the position at a distance of thirty meters near the edge of the position, according to the statistics of the front-line deaths, there have been nearly a hundred imperial warriors on the edge of the position, and the jade has been shattered, seeing that it is getting closer and closer to dawn, and he has not yet rubbed into Shuihong Village.
On the edge of the position in the north direction, the artillery behind came to urgently ask for reinforcements, and the captain of the devil brigade felt that the imperial army he was carrying was not as good as the puppet army of Zhao Ergouzi, so he was a little impatient and ignored the request of the devil artillery.
The fat man who resisted the onslaught of the devil on the position was actually a little unbearable at this time, the little devil was like playing with his life this time, there was no interval between the three crazy group charges, wave after wave towards the edge of the position, a group of brothers guarding the position had been killed and wounded, and even the fat man himself was bitten twice by the devil's shell shrapnel, and two holes were pierced in his arm, fortunately he didn't hurt the bones, and the fat man himself bandaged it hastily with a first-aid kit, Immediately, he rushed to the position with a Czech machine gun and fired at the attacking devils.
At this time, the most casualties on the position are the machine gunners, the little devil's firepower is shooting at the machine gunners on the position, after the three devil charges, the fat man and a group of machine gunners on the position have not much left, the fat man probably counted, the machine gunners alone have seventy percent killed on the position, there are machine guns and bullets on the position, but there is no proficiency in the operation of the machine gun.
In order to boost the morale of the brothers, hold on to this position, and buy the necessary time for the large units of the independent brigade to surround the devil brigade opposite, the fat man threw off the hat on his head, personally operated a Czech light machine gun, skillfully loaded the magazine with a skillful "click", and lay down at the front of the trench, using the fury of the machine gun to inspire the brothers who were still desperately resisting.
Zhang Ercheng took his brothers with three mortars to go around in the middle of the crater, and finally went around to a place less than 300 meters away from the devil's artillery.
After Zhang Ercheng and his six artillery brothers rolled into the big crater, in Zhang Ercheng's hurried and whispered command, the three artillerymen did not have time to set up mortars on the ground, and one by one they tightly hugged the mortar's barrel that was already hot.
The other three brothers hurriedly brought the shells and stuffed them into the barrel, and three deafening sounds sounded, and the three shells rushed out with a roar of death, and rushed to the devil artillery 300 meters away with the roar of death, and a series of explosions of "boom" sounded.
The devil shells of the infantry brothers, who were covering Zhang Ercheng's assault with artillery bombardment, did not expect that anyone would touch a place only three or four hundred meters away from them, and bombarded them closely, and suddenly these devils were lifted up by three shells smashed in the middle, and those small steel cannons and mortars were sent high into the black night sky together with the explosion gas waves, and made a few beautiful 360-degree backflips on them, and fell on the soft mud ground one after another.
It had been reduced to a blur of flesh and badly deformed scrap metal.
The artillery commander who was injured by the shell immediately adjusted the angle of the artillery immediately, and the commander of the artillery who was injured by the shell shouted at his throat: "Quickly bombard the big crater and kill these insidious people."
Zhang Ercheng saw that the little devil artillery on the opposite side was not dead, and heard the lame devil officer shouting at the top of his voice, thinking where can I give you a chance to turn over the book and take revenge, and immediately shouted to the three artillery brothers who were holding the cannon barrel under him: "The target is 10 degrees to the left, the angle is 3 degrees lower, three shots are urgent, release" Immediately afterwards, three firing sounds were heard almost simultaneously, and three shells with scorching flames viciously pounced on the devil officer who was still shouting at the top of his throat, and after more than a second, a shell exploded impartially two meters beside the devil officer.
The powerful wave of qi directly tore apart this devil officer, and the severed limbs and wreckage scattered like rain, and the smoke dispersed, and the devil officer who was still desperately shouting just now had turned into a pile of blurred flesh and blood scattered on the mud, and the other two shells also fell quite correctly into the ghost artillery who were desperately adjusting the gun position, and they were sent to the devil's Amaterasu Okami together.
Zhang Ercheng's six mortar shells completely solved the devil's artillery fire that gave the fat man a headache, and the brothers on the position finally raised their heads at this time, and the little devil who was attacking lost the fire support of the artillery behind him, and the offensive momentum was immediately greatly reduced, and the helpless devil captain had to order the devil infantry to quickly retreat, and wait for a breath to reorganize their strength and attack the position again.
Taking advantage of the gap between the little devil's suspension of the attack, the fat man hurriedly called someone to count the casualties of the troops, and soon the results came out, nearly 1,200 brothers of a regiment guarding the position, more than 300 were killed in battle, accounting for a quarter of the entire regiment, and 600 were wounded.
"Damn little devil, beat my mess to a cripple, if Lao Tzu doesn't destroy you today, I won't be surnamed Liu" As soon as the fat man got angry, the consequences were very serious, he immediately gathered a group of brothers who could still fight with guns on the battlefield, counted four hundred brothers, the fat man stared at the blood-red little eyes, and shouted to everyone.
"Brothers, we haven't been bears in front of devils before, and now we won't be bears, to tell you the truth, now we have lost most of our losses, and only you brothers can fight with guns, and the little devils on the opposite side I estimate that they are in a similar situation to us, the day is about to dawn, we don't hurry up to solve the devil soldiers on the other side, and when they bomb during the day, we all have to finish up here Now this situation, everyone, what do you say we should do?"
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