Chapter 114 Repeated Confirmation Three Times
Especially Wu Tianlu and Zhang Bao and others!
To fight such a smooth battle, a few people must have worked hard.

The Fujita brigade was ambushed by the army of the Republic of China at the herringbone fork in the road, and the casualties of the troops surged.

Just now, the defenders directly killed a squadron of imperial warriors by using the minefield.

After fighting for so long, two more squadrons of Imperial soldiers were killed or injured.

Right now, Fujita has two squadrons left.

Fortunately, this time he led the troops to play forward and brought an extra squadron.

Judging from the firepower of the Republic of China troops, the firepower of the Republic of China troops on the left was poor.

Fujita waved the command knife in his hand: "Warriors of the Empire!"

"Now follow my orders and charge to the left slope."

"Machine gun and grenade team, provide covering fire!"

"Charge...charge..."

Under the command of Fujita, the ghost soldiers of the two squadrons began to charge towards the hillside where Jin Jizhong was.

When this group of ghost soldiers launched a fierce attack towards the left-wing hillside.

The Sichuan Army troops on the hillside felt tremendous pressure all of a sudden.

The tenacious combat effectiveness of the devil soldiers was even comparable to the firepower on the left-wing hillside for a while.

The first line of defense!
Zhang Kang and Liao Junjie are defending.

When the little devil became ruthless, the casualties of the Sichuan army on the first line of defense began to increase sharply.

Especially Liao Junjie's company can't compete with Zhang Kanglian in terms of training.

In addition, the Japanese soldiers' marksmanship is accurate, one shot at a time.

Liao Junjie's company, many soldiers, dare not raise their hands to fight back now.

"Wu Tianlu, bring a few people to reinforce Liao Junjie!"

Seeing that Liao Junjie's defense line was showing signs of collapse, Zhang Kang immediately asked Wu Tianlu to reinforce him.

"Yes!" Wu Tianlu shouted loudly, "One row, all follow me!"

Mangwa, He Yinyang and others quickly followed Wu Tianlu and headed towards Liao Junjie.

On the right-wing hillside, Yu Hua also discovered the crisis on the left-wing hillside.

There are more than 600 people on each slope of the left and right.

The reinforcement company in Yu Hua's hands is all MP40 submachine guns, which are indeed more powerful than devils.

The little devil found that the firepower of the left-wing hillside was weak, and now he was going to capture the left-wing hillside.

"Yu Dazhu!"

"Give me the artillery fire of the whole company and bombard the devil soldiers up the mountain."

Yu Hua shouted loudly, "Did you hear that, Yu Dazhu!"

Yu Dazhu responded: "Yes!"

"Yang Jun!"

"Here!" Yang Jun responded, running towards Yu Hua's position.

"See this position?" Yu Hua pointed to Yang Jun's position with his hand.

Yang Jun nodded: "I see, company commander."

"You immediately lead a platoon and detour from here to reinforce Jin Jizhong."

"Remember, you must not let the devil go up the mountain."

"Guaranteed to complete the task." Yang Jun said firmly: "If the task cannot be completed, the company commander will take my head away at any time."

On the left wing.

Jin Jizhong also discovered that the devils wanted to occupy their positions.

He put down the binoculars in his hand, "Lao Luo, you immediately lead my guard platoon to go up for reinforcements."

"Meanwhile, mortar company, fire me all the shells."

"Blowing up these bastards, I can't do enough."

Lao Luo saluted Jin Jizhong, and then asked the guard platoon to gather to reinforce the front line.

The six 82mm mortars of Jin Jizhong's regiment also began to carpet-bomb the devils down the hillside.

Some devil soldiers at the foot of the mountain were charging and were hit by mortars.

Devil soldiers suffered heavy casualties!
"Boom!" A grenade from a grenade fell on the Sichuan army's position.

One of the Czech light machine guns had a twisted barrel.

"Da da da!!--"

On the front line, Zhang Kang held a Czech machine gun and swept across the devils on the hillside.

While sweeping, Zhang Kang shouted: "Machine gunner, let me move and shoot the fuck."

"Don't stay in one position all the time."

"Beware of the devil's grenade!"

After Yang Biao saw it, a machine gunner beside him was killed by devils.

He hugged the Czech light machine gun and followed Zhang Kang to shoot on the move.

The two light machine guns formed a crossfire, constantly shooting and killing the devil soldiers.

At this time, Lao Luo and Yang Jun also brought their people.

Especially after Yang Jun led a platoon, and after the Sichuan army with submachine guns joined, the MP40 began to show its power, with huge firepower, constantly harvesting the lives of the devil soldiers.

Jin Jizhong's left-wing position finally stabilized the line of defense.

The Fujita brigade's counterattack failed, and the troops suffered heavy casualties.

On the right wing, Yu Hua felt relieved when he saw that the left wing was stable.

There are also many devil soldiers who are stubbornly resisting, they are hiding in the dead corner of shooting.

The firepower on both sides of the left and right wings could not eliminate this group of Japanese soldiers who were still stubbornly resisting.

Yu Hua shouted loudly: "Everyone has it."

"Prepare me a grenade and blow up these little devils!"

When the Sichuan soldiers on the right wing heard this, everyone took out the grenades around their waists one after another.

"I count one, two, three!"

"Everyone throw it together and blow it up hard for me."

After Yu Hua gave an order, hundreds of soldiers threw grenades down from the right wing position.

"Boom... boom..."

time!
The deafening explosion sounded from the bottom of the mountain, and the sound continued continuously.

Some devil soldiers who were still fighting in the corner were directly blown away.

His body splashed into the air, and then fell heavily.

Blood splattered, and some withered grass instantly turned red.

Jin Jizhong saw the right-wing position drop grenades, and he did the same.

Another large number of grenades began to drop down on the devil soldiers down the mountain.

The two grenades fell, and there were not many Japanese soldiers in the Fujita brigade who could fight back.

Yu Hua shouted loudly: "Trumpetmaster, blow the charge horn for me."

"Brothers, come down to me and wipe out this group of devils."

"When you see a devil lying on the ground, don't care if he is dead or not, just give me a knife."

"Our Sichuan army doesn't want undead devils!"

"Sniper platoon and mortar cover!"

After Yu Hua finished speaking, he personally held a Czech-style light machine gun, "Go for me!"

He took the lead and rushed down the hillside.

"Kill!"

"Come on!"

Suddenly, the shouts on the right wing were like thunder.

On the left-wing position, Jin Jizhong personally held a big knife: "Brothers, charge me!"

After speaking, he also rushed down.

The soldiers of the Sichuan Army rushed down the hillside, shouting the sound of killing devils.

Down the hillside, there were only a hundred devils in the Fujita brigade who were still panting.

After seeing the Republic of China army rushing down on the hillside, these devils were also under the command of the commander.

Prepare to fight hand-to-hand with the Republic of China army.

But who knew that the reinforced company under Yu Hua's command directly took the MP40 to the fire.

The powerful firepower killed another forty or fifty devils.

The rest of the devils immediately looked for a bunker, ready to fight to the end.

However, the remaining ghost soldiers did not resist for a long time before they became cold corpses.

After all, the Sichuan Army has a large number of people, and the reinforced company in Yu Hua's hands all use submachine guns.

The powerful firepower directly suppressed the devil's counterattack force.

The fire below the mountain was burning, and the dry grass and trees made sounds.

The battle is over.

The Fujita brigade was wiped out.

Soldiers of the Sichuan Army began to clean up the battlefield.

Jin Jizhong took out the cigarette in his pocket, "Lao Luo, have one."

Lao Luo took the cigarette, lit it, took a deep breath, and exhaled a white smoke ring.

"Captain!"

Zhang Kang ran over.

"Have the casualties been counted?"

Jin Jizhong looked at Zhang Kang.

"Regimental Commander, the casualty statistics are out. Our regiment has suffered more than 300 casualties."

Hearing this, Jin Jizhong stared wide-eyed: "More than 300 people?"

"so much?"

"This result, you didn't make a mistake, did you?"

Zhang Kang waved his hand: "Leader, there is no mistake."

"I confirmed it three times."

Lao Luo on the side grinned and said, "We occupy such a good terrain, yet there are still so many casualties."

"It seems that the little devil's fighting power is indeed very strong."

Jin Jizhong sighed: "I still underestimate devils."

"I, Jin Jizhong, have experienced no less than a hundred battles, big or small."

"In all the battles, this is the first time I have encountered such an evil opponent."

"This ghost soldier is really fucking hard to fight."

"No wonder we fought so hard on the Songhu battlefield."

Zhang Kang nodded: "Yes...regiment leader!"

"The little devil is proficient in tactics and has a tenacious will to fight, moreover, in hand-to-hand combat."

"The devil soldiers are also very experienced. Normally, we need two or three people to fight a devil."

Lao Luo and Jin Jizhong nodded slightly. They both saw it in the battle just now.

After rushing down the hill, some soldiers of the Sichuan Army didn't react for a while, and suffered a big loss from fighting with the devils.

(End of this chapter)

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