The blood of the Anti-Japanese War stained the mountains and rivers

"The second battalion also goes up! Expand the results of the battle, and take down Minshan in one go!"

The assault company of the first battalion broke into the devil's position after losing more than half.

Blood mixed with brains splattered everywhere, and the brothers of the assault company were like fierce tigers, beating the devils back steadily.

"Suppress the Chinese people!" Ichiro Saono, the devil who had been commanding on the top of the mountain, looked livid. He didn't expect that the strength of a squadron would be broken through in less than 10 minutes.

Before the brothers of the assault company could gain a firm foothold, more than 300 ferocious devils swooped down from the top of the mountain with bayonets, trying to regain the front line.

"Brothers! Kill!" The deputy commander of the assault company, whose military uniform was completely blown to black holes, stepped forward to meet the devil soldiers who were rushing back.

The two armies collided like two high-speed trains on the battlefield full of corpses. The sound of bones breaking and the crisp sound of bayonets piercing flesh came and went.

The bright red blood spattered, and the two sides started a hand-to-hand fight. Broken arms and short legs flew over people's heads, and bloody heads rolled on the ground like a ball.

The gunpowder smoke covered both sides in pitch black, the bayonets and knives collided and spattered sparks, and blood gushed out everywhere like a spring, the two sides strangled together, the blood was so bloody that it was soon impossible to tell who was who, only the grasping Stabbed with a bayonet.

Chapter 457 Hand-to-hand combat

Gray smoke and dust covered the scorched earth dripping with black blood, and hundreds of red-eyed brothers fought fiercely with fierce devils.

The cracking sound of the gun butt smashed into the skull, the big knife danced wildly with blood rain, the bayonet ruthlessly nailed the dirty body to the ground, stones, teeth, fists...

In this white-hot battlefield, everything that can be used around him has become a killing weapon, and fresh lives are constantly disappearing.

The strong blood and anger stimulated the honest peasants who used to be soldiers. Facing the little devil whose eyes were shining like beasts, they also became ruthless and risked their lives.

The shrill screams and angry tiger roars were mixed with the dense gunfire. The devil's stabbing was fierce, but he couldn't hold back the brothers who were fighting desperately.

The military uniforms of the brothers rolled over in scorched earth and blood. Their eyes were blood red and their faces were unkempt. Facing the bayonet piercing through their bodies, they grinned painfully and fired the grenade without hesitation.

Accompanied by the dull explosion of the grenade, from time to time someone in the melee position was blown to pieces and thrown out high, including his own brothers and those devils with fierce faces.

The foul-smelling internal organs mixed with the plasma made the scorched earth under their feet slippery, and finally the blood flowed into a river. Their feet had become a piece of blood mixed with minced meat.

The facial muscles of Ichiro Ono, the captain of the Devils Command standing halfway up the mountain, were twitching violently. Seeing his subordinates being hugged by Chinese soldiers and blasted into blood mist by hand grenades, his heart was bleeding.

Every soldier under his command is an elite soldier who has undergone strict training, but it is not worth it to be killed by a grenade fired by a weak Chinese soldier!

"Brothers! Go! Go up!"

The first battalion commander Lu Xing was leading two other companies to attack the positions on the left and right wings of the devils. Seeing that this place had been breached, he decisively gave up on the enemy in front of him, turned his head and led his men to try to rush in along the gap opened by the company.

Hundreds of fresh troops rushed into the fighting group, and the more than a dozen devil soldiers who faced them were directly and neatly dealt with by bayonets. The balance of victory and defeat on the battlefield quickly tilted towards the Chinese army.

"The Fifth Squadron strikes! Suppress the Chinese people!" Seeing the position of the melee regiment, Ichiro Ono had to call in reinforcements.

Nearly two hundred devils swooped down from the top of the mountain like tigers descending the mountain, and crashed straight into the battle group. For a while, flesh and blood flew all over the place, and the hand-to-hand combat became even more fierce.

"Quick! Go!"

An infantry battalion led by Chen Ming, the commander of the second battalion, was also ordered to provide reinforcements. They rushed over the trenches and the scattered corpses on the ground.

Seeing that hundreds of Chinese soldiers with a murderous look came up for reinforcements, Ichiro Ono knew very well that if they were allowed to rush up, the front line of the subway would definitely fall.

"Machine Gun Squadron! Intercept the Shooting! Block the Chinese!"

"Artillery Squadron, stop the Chinese reinforcements!"

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Ichiro Ono reacted quickly, and the artillery and machine guns on the mountainside opened fire in unison, desperately firing at the second battalion for reinforcements.

"Teng Teng Teng-"

Several [-]-type heavy machine guns formed a cross-fire network across the melee combat position, and began to shoot in an extended manner. Bean-popping bullets enveloped Chen Ming's brothers in the second battalion.

"Pfft!"

"Uh!"

"what!"

Facing the violent bullet rain, the Second Battalion, which was rapidly leaping towards the breakthrough position, suddenly turned upside down, blood and flesh splattered, and many brothers wailed and fell to the ground.

"Boom—boom—"

The mortars deployed by the devils on the top of the hill also began to bombard, and the shells continued to explode among the crowd who leaped forward for reinforcements.

A shell exploded beside Chen Ming, the commander of the second battalion. He felt as if he had been pushed hard, and he flew upside down and hit the trench wall, his head dizzy for a while.

He struggled to get up, shaking his head to wake himself up, looking through the smoke screen, he saw that his brothers were constantly being harvested by bullets and blown to pieces.

The overwhelming mud, sand, and gravel were swept by the gunpowder smoke, and he had to shout: "Hidden! Hide!"

The second battalion, which was trying to reinforce, was firmly suppressed by the devil's blocking firepower net, unable to move at all, while the first battalion, which was fighting bloody hundreds of meters away, was already crumbling.

Although the brothers in the first battalion were brave and tenacious, what they faced were all capable little devils. Being malnourished for a long time, they were far inferior to the devils in terms of fighting skills and strength, and now they were completely at a disadvantage.

"Call the artillery, give me the artillery fire to suppress the devil!"

Seeing that the reinforcements of the Second Battalion were blocked by the devils' artillery and machine guns, Zhang Handuo, the head of the regiment, was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.

A call was made to the artillery battalion, but the reply was that the shells had run out.

"Fuck it!" Zhang Handuo, the head of the group, threw away his helmet angrily.

Seeing that the first battalion was exhausted in the hand-to-hand fight with the devils, but the second battalion was blocked by the devils' shooting and could not rush forward. If this continues, it is not an option.

"Tuan Zuo, remove the brothers. If you fight again, you will be wiped out." Yang Ling had no choice but to suggest to the head of the group, Zhang Handuo, hoping to find another way to withdraw.

But Zhang Handuo, who was red-eyed, couldn't listen to him and dissuade him: "I can't retreat! Even if we fight all out today, we have to take down the position!"

"Go and tell Chen Ming, if you don't go up, I'll take his head!" Zhang Handuo, the leader of the regiment, ordered viciously to Luo Heng, the regiment attache beside him.

"Yes!" Tuanfu Luo Heng stood up and saluted, jumped out of the trench and jumped into the gunpowder smoke.

Seeing that the head of the regiment, Zhang Handuo, would not give up until he took down the Minshan position, Yang Ling was also helpless, and ordered to the back: "Let the third battalion come up, and use machine guns to suppress the devil's reinforcements!"

The third battalion acted as a reserve team, always preparing, and quickly drove up after receiving the order.

Under Yang Ling's order, all light and heavy firepower opened fire one after another, and began to block the firing of the Japanese army's reinforcements to the melee battlefield.

Both sides desperately suppressed and blocked the reinforcements that shot at each other, while the two sides fighting in the center of the battle roared and fought in the hail of bullets, and the sound of shouting and killing shook the mountains.

The first battalion commander, Lu Xing, was covered in pieces of flesh and bones, holding a big bloody knife, he kept hacking at the devil soldiers who rushed to him, and four or five devils became decapitated corpses.

And many brothers in hand-to-hand combat killed their bayonets, but in the life-and-death hand-to-hand combat, no one dared to be careless.