My Head of the Huaxia Expeditionary Force

Chapter 363 The horses and horses are fighting fiercely, and they will move forward

Meng Fanle was still lying on the artillery mirror to observe the situation in front of the position, when he suddenly felt that someone behind him stabbed him in the back.

"It's annoying! There's something wrong. I found that many little Dongyang have already touched it at the frontier!"

I turned my head and saw that it was not spicy. This guy was covered in plaster, like yam eggs dug out of the ground.
"Don't fucking poke around, I saw it!"

Meng Anfan slapped his hand off angrily, rubbed his chin and thought about what to do next.

It seems that this wave of Japanese attacks is inevitable, and they are completely unsure of holding their positions with only a few hundred people left in their hands.

"Not spicy, how many mines do we have left?"

"Not many, but there are quite a few dynamite packs and grenades."

"As soon as the bombardment stops, the Japanese should come up. You ask the brothers to bury all the mines on the position, as well as the explosive grenades. Get me all the ropes to make booby traps, and give them a big meal!" Meng Meng Annoyed and ordered in a deep voice.

"Ah? Then we're going to give up our position?" He looked at him incredulously.

"War can't be dead-brained. We have been on the battlefield with the Japanese for more than three days, and it's time to move."

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Ten minutes later, the artillery fire of the Japanese army gradually thinned out and stopped completely, and the Japanese soldiers who had been waiting for a long time in front of the position yelled and launched a charge.

The theoretical safety range of infantry coordination is generally around 150 to 300 meters, and the boundary of large-caliber howitzers is even larger, because it is necessary to prevent damage from shrapnel, shock waves, and errors in the impact of artillery bullets. Then it will become one of your own people beating yourself.

But it is often impossible to achieve such precision on the battlefield, and even some elite troops dare to let the infantry enter within a hundred meters of the shelling range, charging with the shells alive.

The Japanese who were anxious during the Anti-Japanese War often did this kind of thing. After the bombardment started, they let their infantry get as close to the enemy's position as possible. They didn't care about the life and death of the infantry at all. Human artillery fire rushed within a range of 50 meters.

However, it is also very easy to accidentally injure one's own artillery fire, but the deterrent effect on the enemy is quite huge. The soldiers in the position are often still in the state of being surrounded by shells, and they are killed by the opponent before the shelling is over. Rushed into the position and strangled.

Chrysanthemum made up his mind to invest almost all of his troops, the purpose of which was to take down the Shuangfeng Mountain position in one fell swoop when the Huaxia people were exhausted.

After the charge was initiated, it went very smoothly, and the forward Japanese soldiers rushed into the position without any effort. To their surprise, there was not a single Chinese in the position.

"Ronda? What's the matter?"

"Be careful! Spread out!"

boom!
Before entering the position, someone won the big prize. An explosive package with accompanying wires was detonated, and the steel balls and iron nails wrapped in it flew around. A dozen Japanese soldiers were blown beyond recognition on the spot.

The two kilograms of TNT explosive is no joke. The blast wave covered a radius of 50 meters, and all humanoid creatures within the range were spared.

The explosion seemed to have caused a chain reaction, and the rest of the Japanese soldiers hurriedly looked for cover, but they couldn't help stepping on the thunder again in their panic. For a while, there were explosions all over the field, and the scene of screams mixed with little devils became extremely chaotic.

At this time, Meng Fanle had already led his soldiers to retreat to the front of the Lashio barracks, and continued to arrange defense lines along the mountains on both sides.

The soldiers had been fighting for three days and three nights. Everyone was tired and exhausted, and they didn't sleep for more than three hours. There was even a shortage of food, and they were almost exhausted.

But there is no way, Lashio must keep on defending, otherwise all the sacrifices from the beginning and the sacrifice of so many soldiers will be in vain.

The mine array on Shuangfeng Mountain did not stop the Japanese army for too long. After paying the price of dozens of casualties, the little devil did not dare to risk his life to explore the road, but instead detoured from the side. Although it took a lot of time, at least Better than safety.

"Report! There are Japanese stragglers on the right wing!"

"Report! A large number of little devils have been found in the southwest direction, and they are attacking our department!"

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Before they had time to catch their breath, the report from the front raised everyone's hearts to their throats. The soldiers endured physical exhaustion and entered their respective posts.

"Have you contacted Long Wenwen yet?"

"Reporting to the commander, the radio has not detected their signal."

"His uncle is dead, where is this grandson now!?" Meng Fan was furious and scolded his mother, constantly cursing someone who disappeared.

Bu La touched the empty ammunition pouch, not a single grenade on his body, took out the remaining dozen or so bullets, shook his head and silently took off the bayonet and put it on the rifle.

"Who still has 6.5 bullets there, give me some more!"

"No way."

"Give you three, please?"

"Damn you! Three is also easy to say?"

……

Mi Long took the empty machine gun magazines everywhere and begged for it, but where would he get the ammunition? Currently, there are less than ten rounds left in each person's pocket on average.

This is already their last inventory, and they still have to face the next difficult battle, everyone seems so powerless.

Careful Meng Fanliao found out the clues. If this kind of emotion is allowed to spread, the morale of the entire army will slowly fade away, and perhaps the collapse will only happen in a blink of an eye by then. This is the last thing he wants to see.

"Brothers! I just received the news that the reinforcements assigned by the attendant have arrived at the outskirts of Lashio. As long as we persist for a few more hours, the little devils will have to run away!"

"I know you are very tired, but everyone must understand that it is not easy for us to get to this point. It is all in exchange for the lives of countless comrades in arms."

"For nothing else, for those brothers who died in battle, we have to kill a few more Japanese dwarves to avenge them!"

Meng Fan raised his morale loudly, but most of the soldiers still looked at him blankly, in a daze, and only they knew whether they believed him or not.

In fact, yesterday the telegraph communication soldier was blown up to nothing, and even the only telegraph machine was destroyed. Now he has no idea whether support has arrived or not.

Judging from the current situation, the first main force group has been disabled, and there are less than 2000 left in the team of more than [-] people, and there are more than a hundred wounded lying behind.

In fact, those who can survive until now are battlefield veterans who have experienced countless battles. Needless to say, they all know what the ending they will face next, but people are more or less willing to believe in hope, even if this hope is So slim.

Thinking of this, Meng got annoyed and couldn't help sighing, and suddenly felt a burst of unprecedented sadness. He himself was a little lucky, but in the end he couldn't wait for the support. Could it be... did the attendants really give up on them?
Damn, die and die!Meng Fan took off his military cap and threw it on the ground fiercely. Looking at the people with different expressions in front of him, he shouted again filled with righteous indignation:
"If any of you want to leave, I won't stop it. If you choose to stay, I will admire you 1! But you have to understand one thing, I will die in front of you if I get bored, and I will never run in front of you!"

The soldiers were all shocked by these words, and they were silent for a moment... One of the veterans, who looked to be in his 40s, came out with a gun and gave a silent military salute.

Originally thought that he was the first person who wanted to escape, but unexpectedly he said forcefully:
"Don't talk about the commander, in fact, we all know... Don't worry, there are no cowards who are afraid of death here, only the veterans of the Sichuan Army who died in battle!"

Although there are not many words, the words are heart-warming, and it seems that he can see the burning fire of unyielding in his eyes, which also represents the will of most of the soldiers present.

"That's right! Don't come back, it's a big deal to cross the Naihe Bridge again."

"Hmph! Anyone who wants to run, first ask me if I will answer the machine gun in my hand!"

"If you want to go, go, anyway, I, Zhang Lao Liu, must not run away..."

"Yituan has never lost a single battle since it became an army, and this time is no exception! If the devil wants our lives, he will have to find a good pair of teeth!"

Hearing the soldiers' words from the bottom of their hearts, Meng Fan felt that his eyes were a little moist.

Even at the most difficult moment, it is necessary for the soldiers to work together to face difficulties, and never retreat half a step even in death. This is the greatest spirit of the Chinese nation.

"Okay! Brothers, what are you afraid of even if you die if you say this? How can you say that you have no clothes, and you are in the same robe as your son!" Meng Fan raised his arms and shouted, and the morale of the group had reached its peak at this time.

"I don't have clothes for the day, but I'm in the same robe with my son!!!"

.........

Kikuchi thought he would be able to sit back and relax after taking down the Shuangfeng Mountain position, but when he knew that the enemy did not run away but continued to fortify behind the mountain, he almost vomited blood in anger. How could these Chinese people be so resistant?
I still have to stick to it until now. I really don’t cry when I see the coffin. Kikuchi immediately ordered the troops to reorganize their forces, and sent Chief of Staff Kimura to the front line to command the battle in person. This group of East Asian sick men who don’t know the heights of the heavens and the earth will definitely be driven out. .

"Kill します!"

The brief calm passed quickly, and the Japanese army did not give Meng Faned them much time to prepare, and the two sides fought fiercely again.

Because there is Shuangfeng Mountain in front of them, the Japanese artillery can't be used for the time being, which can be regarded as giving the group of soldiers a little respite.

But even so, the battle situation was still grim, and the lack of ammunition allowed them to put the little devil within 50 meters before shooting, which also exposed their own personnel to the eyes of the enemy, and the cost of casualties was very tragic.

Meng got annoyed and could only lead the soldiers to fight and retreat, using the terrain as a detour space, and even risked his life to pick up guns and ammunition from the devil's corpse.

At [-]:[-] in the afternoon, the two hillsides in front of the barracks were cleared by the Japanese army, and Meng got annoyed and had no choice but to retreat to the Lashio warehouse...

At around [-]:[-] p.m., the Lashio warehouse fell, and Bula was injured by a Japanese grenade. In order to avoid the risk of being surrounded, Meng Fanle retreated to the railway station with the remnants to continue dealing with the Japanese army...

At five o'clock in the afternoon, the ammunition in the team was almost completely exhausted, and the soldiers had no choice but to start a cruel hand-to-hand fight with the little devil. Milong was also stabbed in the ribs during the battle...

At this time, Long Wenwen and dozens of people finally appeared. They attacked the Japanese army's center from the flanks, and the little devils who were attacking couldn't look at each other, and finally had no choice but to retreat again.

But everyone knows that this is only temporary, the Japanese still have a large force advantage, and the next wave of attack will come soon.

The two groups of people gathered at this place, quickly cleaned the battlefield and collected the ammunition. Meng Fan found out that Long Wenwen and the others were not in good condition. There were only 70 or [-] troops left in a company, and most of them were armed. Injured, not many bullets.

Originally, Long Wenwen planned to take Meng Fanleo to contain the main force of the Japanese army, and secretly lead people to Duanguizi headquarters, but although the experienced Kikuchi dispatched most of the troops, he still left an infantry squadron and logistics assistant by his side. At a glance, there are at least 500 people accompanying it.

Long Wenwen realized that it would be difficult to successfully implement the beheading plan with the dozens of exhausted and ammunition-scarce remnants around him, so he resolutely gave up the action and turned back to support.

When it was almost six o'clock, the last group of more than 200 people huddled in the southwest corner of the train station, and dozens of wounded were lying in a warehouse for storing supplies here.

The Japanese army slowly surrounded the train station. They knew that this group of Chinese people were just soft-shelled turtles, so they were not in a hurry to attack, and even began to persuade them to surrender like cats playing with mice.

"Listen up, the Chinese people inside, immediately put down your weapons and surrender to the Imperial Japanese Army! Only in this way will you have a chance of survival!"

A Japanese soldier with a male duck voice was shouting into the station with a loudspeaker. The soldiers were extremely disgusted, and they felt sick when they heard the half-baked Chinese.

"I repeat, lay down your weapons and surrender immediately, or you will all have to..."

"bump!"

Gunshots rang out, and the voice of the male duck stopped abruptly. The Japanese soldier tilted his head, his eyes widened, and he went to see Amaterasu unwillingly.

With one hit, Zhang Liu on the roof in the distance sneered and turned over immediately.

If you still have a chance to live, I believe you are a ghost... Everyone is a sensible person, who doesn't know the virtues of little devils, and thinks the same thing. If they really surrender, what awaits them will only be a more cruel hell.

"Hey, it's annoying, Xiao Dongyang is calling for surrender..."

The weak Bula lay on the sandbag with his head up, and at this moment he still didn't forget to talk nonsense with a hippie smile on his face.

One of his legs was scratched by shrapnel. Although it had been bandaged with gauze, the bright red blood still seeped through the gauze little by little.

"I said you Guier, why don't you say a few words, your feet don't hurt anymore?" Yao Ma scolded angrily, but at this last moment, he chose to stay with his good brother without hesitation.

"If you want numbness, go find a grenade and give it to me. I won't be able to take care of it after a fight. Do you want it?"

Bula still had that grinning look, but he didn't know that there was a trace of determination in his eyes.

"Turtle son, you are the only one who has too many things to do..."

You Ma couldn't understand what he meant, although he was cursing, he still took out a Japanese cantaloupe grenade from his body and handed it over: "This is what I left for myself, please, I don't need to rush out anyway ..."

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(End of this chapter)