Rise from eight hundred.

Chapter 619 The only thing we can do

"You son of a bitch, help me!" Cai Yongguan, who was covered in blood, kept maintaining the same posture just now, and suddenly said.

Only then did Tudou come to his senses, and quickly dropped his gun to support the precariously heavy body of the "bandit" company commander who had just shown his might.

It turned out that the majestic knife that broke the gun just now completely exhausted all the energy of Cai Yongguan, and his whole body was sore and weak. Let alone swinging the knife again, his will is already strong enough to stand without falling.

If the two fleeing Jing'an troops just now had been a bit bolder, they might have been able to reap the life of this infantry lieutenant who was the champion of the three armies.

Unfortunately, they were terrified by the bloody scene just now.

Running for their lives was the only thought that occupied their minds.

And it was because of the urgency of the battle that led to this extreme loss of strength that prompted him to swing a knife that far exceeded his personal ability. Move him to a scene, and if he can strike 50.00% of the power of this knife, he is already blessed by Sanqing up.

"Guawazi, the second devil has a ball, so I'm afraid. He has a gun and you have a gun. Pull the trigger on him and fuck him..." After half a minute, Cai Yongguan, who had regained his breath, stared at him. A pair of blood eyes reprimanded Potato.

On this kind of battlefield, any hesitation would lead to death, and the furious Cai Yongguan didn't care about the age of the soldiers in front of him.

Potatoes are ashamed of their heads like garlic!
It was also the first time he faced a glaring bayonet, so he was a little confused, and silently vowed in his heart that he would never do it next time.

In such a situation, what he should do most is to bravely go forward after holding the gun and pulling the trigger.

This is the inevitable ups and downs in growing up.

Everything is going smoothly, which actually means that what grows up in the end is just a mediocre thing.

Just like snow lotus, it will not grow in a greenhouse, but will stand proudly on a snowy plateau.

This may not only be Tudou who wants to grow in this bloody battlefield, but also all Sichuan troops on the high ground.

Almost face-to-face shooting, although the strength of the troops is slightly weaker, but fortunately there are trench fortifications that can block the bullets, and there are continuous firepower such as submachine guns and shell guns. The Sichuan army paid at least [-] people in battle, but temporarily stabilized the situation.

As a result, the Jing'an Army not only did not take a step beyond the thunder pool, but also pushed its main force back to more than 30 meters away.

This distance is much safer than the 20 meters shooting at each other or even throwing grenades and grenades at each other.

Although the battle lasted only two or three minutes, more than 3 corpses fell in front of the position, and 30 people fell in the trenches. Most of them died not from bullets, but from grenades and grenades that exploded. In shrapnel.

Can you imagine that scene?
Knowing that he might be cut into a sieve by shrapnel in the next moment, he still had to stand upright and try his best to shoot bullets or throw grenades into the distance.

You can't hide, and you dare not hide!

The soldiers of both China and Japan understand that hiding will only make them die faster.

They all gritted their teeth and stiffened!

The screams even overwhelmed the blazing bullets and explosions, and the smell of blood had replaced the choking smell of gunpowder smoke.

Death is the main theme of the battlefield!

The Sichuan army who was driven to a desperate situation temporarily won this short but bloody head-to-head encounter.

However, this does not mean that the Jing'an Army will retreat. The Jing'an Army's attack is more determined than imagined.

Although they lost a lot in this kind of close-to-face shooting and retreated more than ten meters, they still stubbornly waited for an opportunity tens of meters in front of the position.

If the storm fails, it will be their turn to support firepower.

The firepower of the light machine guns deployed on its two wings hiding behind more than 200 infantry suddenly became stronger. Naturally, the Chinese infantry in the trenches could not attack without hesitation.

At the moment when the breeze blew away the gunpowder smoke, the dozen or so grenade groups arranged by the Jing'an Army hid 200 meters away and began to bombard the firepower points of several light machine guns that dared to fire on the position.

On the Chinese side, the infantry counterattacked under the hail of bullets and suppressed the infantry of the Jing'an Army so that they could not rush into the trenches. The two mortars deployed in the second trench on the top of the mountain began to counterattack. The focus of the attack was naturally Jing'an. The grenadiers and light machine guns placed by the army in the distance.

But the grenadier soldiers of the Japanese army are very cunning. After a salvo of mortars blows up a grenadier group, they always change places with one shot, which makes the two mortars useless for a while. The only way is to bombard the light machine gun firepower of the Jing'an Army, trying to relieve the pressure on the position.

However, the firepower gathered by the Jing'an Army still suppressed the firepower of several light machine guns in the trench. The suppressed Jing'an Army was ready to move again. After throwing dozens of grenades in a row, it began to approach the main position a little bit.

"Yo Xi, General Li, the Chinese can't hold on any longer, continue to invest in troops, and strive for this offensive to take the position. Your Excellency, the detachment leader, can't wait." The distance from the front position at the foot of the mountain will never exceed 600 A Japanese army officer in the trench of Mi Yuanye smiled happily and said to Li Shoushan.

This is Takeuchi Yunshan, a captain of the Kunisaki Detachment, who is nominally the tactical guide of Li Shoushan's department, but in fact is a role of supervisor of the army. Li Shoushan and Takeuchi Yunshan are well aware of this.

"What Master Takeuchi said is true!" Li Shoushan nodded slightly, then turned to order the messenger beside him: "Order the two companies of the third battalion to go into battle immediately, and tell Chen Shaokun that His Excellency Takeuchi and I are waiting for them here." Good news, capture the enemy's position, all the spoils will belong to them, and the whole army will be rewarded for participating in the battle!"

More than 200 Jing'an troops approached the battlefield. In the end, the number of infantrymen of the Jing'an Army in front of the position was as high as 400. The firepower of more than 20 light machine guns used for cover and more than 20 groups of grenade launchers made the original The position under extreme pressure was even more tiring. If it weren't for the fact that there were submachine guns and shell guns in the Chinese position, it is estimated that hundreds of Jing'an infantry crawling on the hillside and only four or 50 meters away from the position would dare to attack at full speed again. charge.

However, although shell guns and submachine guns have fierce firepower, they need a lot of ammunition to maintain the firepower output.

Although before the start of the war, Tang Dao had prepared tens of thousands of 9mm bullets for each high ground, but that is not endless. If it is used in such a long-term offensive and defensive battle, it is impossible to maintain this firepower all the time of.

Those who can use this kind of firearms are all veterans, and they still understand this principle. Basically, they use short bursts to shoot and suppress.

Fortunately, the lack of rifles of the Sichuan Army in the position had been fully replenished long before going to the high ground. Even in order to prevent the infantry firepower from being damaged due to damage, each infantry company had prepared [-] spare rifles, plus the previous battle damage The individual ammunition left by the soldiers and the firepower of the infantry can still be maintained.

The most affluent may still be grenades. The 145th Division that did not participate in the highlands contributed about 8000 grenades, all of which were distributed to the three highlands by Tang Dao. Including the original ones, each soldier can get nearly 12 grenades on average.

After recovering, Cai Yongguan took a few big-armed soldiers and hid in a trench deep enough to repeat the old trick and threw out more than 40 bombs, killing at least [-] Jing'an troops.The Jing'an Army's attack line was forced back at least ten meters.

The two sides faced each other on the top of the slope with a distance of no more than 60 meters and on the hillside with a small slope. For both parties in the war, it was a huge torment.

One side has fewer troops, but it has a geographical advantage and has the advantage of short-range continuous firepower; while the other side's continuous firepower is weaker, but it has enough troops, at least three times that of the position.

This kind of battle situation is actually like a tug-of-war. What determines victory is no longer firepower, troops or terrain, but will.

A will of steel.

Even if your comrade-in-arms is right by your side, blood blooms and dies quietly within a short distance, or, even if you are hit by a bullet, although it is not critical that you will not die immediately, you are screaming in pain in front of your eyes, but what do you do? Neither can help them.

You can neither help him close his blind eyes, nor help him press the wound in an attempt to stop the bleeding, because you don't have time.

You need to shoot the loaded bullets in your gun at the enemy in the shortest possible time, otherwise, the enemy will rush up and kill you and more of your comrades in arms.

This is the same for Chinese and Japanese soldiers.

Now they are like two giant beasts whose eyes have been stained red with blood. They can't care about the bloody wounds. They just open their mouths and wave their sharp claws to attack the opponent. Only by killing the opponent can they survive.

This kind of cruelty and suffering is even far more than face-to-face hand-to-hand combat.

Because there are only two choices of life and death, and there will be no third thought in your mind, only to kill the enemy or be killed by the enemy.

But here, you can only listen to the screams of your comrades gradually weakening, but there is nothing you can do.

Obviously, you can save him.

But, it cannot be saved!
If you are weak, more people will die!

The only thing soldiers can do.

With red eyes, gritted teeth, aiming at the enemy, pull the trigger!
As Tang Dao said in his speech: As soldiers, we cannot decide the victory of the war or the battlefield, but we can decide to shoot enough bullets at the enemy before we die.

(End of this chapter)