My Head of the Huaxia Expeditionary Force

Chapter 300
"Boom! Boom!"

"Ah...my leg..."

"Don't show your head, just lie low!"

At around 55 o'clock in the afternoon, the Japanese army launched a full-scale attack on the positions of the third division.Tanaka Shinichi ordered the 56th Wing to attack the high ground, and the [-]th Wing was in charge of the Chinese people on the left wing of the high ground on the edge of the woods.

The two lines of defense were bombarded by the Japanese at the same time. The little devils of the 18th Division were vicious. They played sneakily with the infantry and artillery. The distance between the soldiers and their own artillery fire was less than 50 meters, and they still charged forward without fear. .

The 55th Regiment overwhelmed a brigade and rushed towards the 233 Heights, and quickly approached the main defense line while the soldiers of the Second Regiment were suppressed by artillery fire.

"Drag the wounded back, keep your body low, and keep your head out."

"The ammunition boxes are scattered, and I don't have any points in my heart? The devil will destroy it all with one shell!"

"Check the weapons and equipment, the devil is about to come up, so I cheer up!"

……

The bombardment of the Japanese army gradually weakened, while Fan Xiangwu walked through the trenches, constantly commanding and arranging the soldiers at the front.

Because of the heavy losses from the artillery, the second regiment was almost crushed and couldn't lift its head, and the constant explosions around it also made the soldiers fearful. Fan Xiangwu resolutely stayed on the front line to try to stabilize the morale of the soldiers.

"Deputy regiment commander! Go to the back, it's too dangerous here!" The first battalion commander said very worriedly.

"Stop talking nonsense, I am not afraid of what you are afraid of, restrain your soldiers, and if something goes wrong, I will ask you!"

Fan Xiangwu was majestic, and he didn't show any signs of fear. The front line was under tremendous pressure, and there had to be a strong officer to control the situation. How could he be cowardly and afraid of death as the deputy head of the regiment?

"call out……"

boom!boom!boom!
At this moment, the mortar battalion on the reverse slope once again projected shells into the Japanese charging team. Some casualties occurred in the little devil's skirmish line, but they didn't realize it and continued to charge forward desperately.

"Heavy gunner fires, others get ready!"

Crash... Countless heads suddenly popped up from the seemingly empty position. The soldiers were lying in the trenches, their eyes fixed on the front.

"Deng deng deng deng dang...!"

The heavy machine gun fired first, and countless firepower points suddenly burst into blazing fire snakes, and the sudden dense bullets fired wildly at those khaki figures.

Under the double blow of mortars and heavy machine guns, countless Japanese soldiers fell in a pool of blood, and the other little devils did not stop. They knew that the distance of tens of meters was the cruelest road to hell, and only by rushing through this section could they face The enemy fought back.

The distance between the two sides was less than 200 meters, and the Japanese began to set up grenades and light machine guns in an attempt to destroy the firepower points of the second regiment.

Immediately afterwards, the soldiers also raised their weapons and fired one after another. There was a burst of gunfire for a while, and a dense barrage of bullets appeared in front of the entire position.

The sound of the explosion was earth-shattering, and many people were shot and killed. The bullets from both sides flew back and forth, sealing this space without a single gap, and the evil bullets would take away fragile lives from time to time.

"150 metres…"

Fan Xiangwu looked serious, and the sound of bullets piercing through the air passed by his ears, but he did not have the slightest fear,

After slightly estimating the distance, Fan Xiangwu stood up suddenly with his Garand rifle in his hand, and aimed the sight at a running Japanese soldier in his field of vision.

"bump!"

The distance of a hundred meters was fleeting, and the 7.62 full-power bullet tore the Japanese's chest in an instant.

After finishing him off, Fan Xiangwu did not hesitate at all, and quickly aimed his gun at the other Japanese soldiers, and fired several times with his index finger.

"Bump! Bump! Bump! Bump..."

Garland's powerful firepower was not comparable to that of a bolt-action rifle. All eight bullets were fired within a few seconds, and Fan Xiangwu had a few more evil souls of little devils in his hands.

"Ding!"

The sound of an empty magazine being ejected sounded, and he immediately squatted down, quickly took out a new magazine and pressed it in.

With a "click", before Fan Xiangwu pressed the bullet out of his fingers, the trigger suddenly bounced back ahead of time, which scared him to let go of his right hand and almost got his thumb stuck.

"Your grandma, you fucking want to eat meat again?" Fan Xiangwu cursed with lingering fear.

This Garland is good, but it is always easy to jam fingers, and unskilled people are often caught, ranging from bleeding nails to bloody thumbs, and is complained by soldiers as a monster gun that likes to eat meat.

Taking advantage of this gap, Fan Xiangwu looked around. The little devils charged quite violently. Several machine gun fire points on the position were knocked out by their grenades, and the casualties of the soldiers were also increasing.

The attack of this group of enemies is very sharp. Different from the little Japan encountered several times in the past, they are very particular about their offensive formation. The soldiers hardly make any brainless rush. .

Moreover, these little devils are extremely resistant to stress. The death of their companions seems to have nothing to do with them. They only have one purpose in their eyes, and that is to try their best to break through the fire blockade and get close to the enemy's position.

The two sides fought for less than half an hour. Under the full firepower of the two infantry battalions of the second regiment, one squadron of the Japanese army was almost completely lost, but another squadron rushed up from behind and continued to attack the main position in the same way. .

Although they have a certain advantage, the fighters are not at ease at all, because they are too tired from fighting.

The little devils have a strong sense of oppression in attack, and the formation is coordinated very tacitly, and they don't give them a chance to breathe.It often takes a lot of energy and piles of ammunition to eliminate a team of them.

Fan Xiangwu did not continue to raise his gun to shoot, but called a communication soldier and contacted the regiment headquarters: "Old Xing, can you hear me? The frontline ammunition is consumed a lot, send a batch of bullets here!"

After a while, Xing Fuquan's reply came from the walkie-talkie: "Zi...Zi...The supply company is already on the way, hold on for a while...Zi...let the Japanese army put more troops on the battlefield, the main force of their regiment It's too far ahead, the artillery battalion of our regiment and the first regiment are ready, and we can give the little devil a meal of iron dumplings later."

Fan Xiangwu's spirit was lifted, is he finally going to fight back?He quickly put down the walkie-talkie and got up to find the first battalion commander, and told him: "Let the brothers stop beating so hard, put some water, and let the little devil come closer."

"Ah? Why, deputy commander?" The first battalion commander's eyes widened in confusion, why are you being polite to the little devil?
"Ah, your grandma has a leg! This is an order, pass it on to me immediately, and you will know later." Fan Xiangwu snapped, and he didn't want to explain more at the moment.

"Yes!" The first battalion commander had no choice but to accept the order.

(End of this chapter)