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Chapter 410 The Center Blossoms

"beat!"

When the flares were completely extinguished and the sky returned to darkness, Yu Zhiqian gave the order to fire.

Ten machine gun positions showed their minions at the same time, ten machine guns, one machine gun ten meters away, facing the narrow intersection ahead.

After the Japanese soldiers fell from the flares, the original Japanese soldiers took advantage of the gap where the flares disappeared, rushed directly into the blocking position in one go, and regained the headquarters.

It's just that the flares had just disappeared, and the Japanese had just decided to carry out an intensive charge. The Chinese army had already made preparations. Ten machine guns fired at the same time, and the Japanese fell down piece by piece like wheat being cut.

"Onboard!"

Even so, the Japanese are still attacking crazily, trying to break through the blockade of the Chinese army. The Japanese use the same three axes. They have no time to form artillery positions in a hurry, and knock down the machine gun positions one by one.

"Flare!"

After 20 seconds, Yu Zhiqian let out a loud roar, and two flares flew into the sky, illuminating the whole land once again. In front of Yu Zhiqian and the others, a group of Japanese fell down. Among them, two or three hundred Japanese were beaten into pieces in front of the position.

The intensive charge of the Japanese uses the three-three charge system. Although it is an intensive charge, the density is not that there are people everywhere. It is just that the retreat of the Japanese is blocked by Yu Zhigan, and there are still chasing soldiers like wolves and tigers behind. If the Japanese want to survive, they can only forcefully break through from Yu Zhiqian and others.

"Onboard!"

The Japanese are really desperate when they don't want their lives. After a group of people fell, the Japanese launched a charge again. The pursuers behind them, Sun Yuanliang's men, had already broken through the defense of the first brigade, and had already fought with the Japanese. People began to exchange fire at close range.

Three brigades and more than 2000 Japanese soldiers are now concentrated on a road less than two kilometers long and several hundred meters wide.

On the left and right sides, there is a lake on one side and a river on the other. The two ends are firmly pinched in the middle, and the only way to survive is to open up the passage behind them.

Sun Yuanliang's troops had already bit the Japanese behind him. The soldiers of the 88th Division and the 87th Division cooperated sincerely. The soldiers of the two battalions followed closely behind the Japanese. Hesitant to rush forward, the Japanese soldiers had no time to build machine gun positions, only rifles and light machine guns.

After one fell down, the soldiers shortened the distance between them and the Japanese soldiers by taking advantage of the gap between the Japanese soldiers pulling the bolt. Still firmly suppressing the Japanese and not letting go.

Under the fearless attack, the Japanese's broken defense line was broken one after another, and the most advanced troops had penetrated into the belly of Japan, and they were about to be inserted into the temporary headquarters formed by several Japanese captains.

"Report!"

"Say!"

"Sanying Telegram!"

"Read!"

The staff officer looked at the telegram and said slowly: "Our department has rushed to the middle of the Japanese, and all around us are Japanese soldiers. There is no possibility for our department to retreat. Please fire at our location, and I wish you victory!"

After Sun Yuanliang heard it, he slammed his fist on the table: "Is the situation in the third battalion already so bad?"

The staff officer lowered his head and did not speak. At this time, another staff officer came in with a telegram: "Telegram from the Third Battalion!"

"Read!"

"Our troops are exhausted, fire at our troops! Fire at our troops!"

In the distance, about 100 meters away from the Japanese temporary headquarters, there are about 200 Chinese Cointreau soldiers, back to back, with a depression as the center area, and the Japanese are exchanging fierce fire.

Surrounded by Japanese soldiers, when the third battalion was chasing before, it was too intrusive. When they reacted, they entered and were surrounded by the Japanese.

"Battalion Commander, I can't stand it anymore, my brothers can't stand it anymore! There are too many devils, we can't kill them, let's retreat!"

A deputy company commander stood up covered in blood, looked around, and shouted at the third battalion commander almost crying.

"Where to retreat, there are devils around, and reinforcements will come soon brothers, the devils can't hold on anymore, brothers hold back, our support will come soon!"

The third battalion commander kept reminding the surrounding soldiers while shouting, while holding a pistol himself, he kept killing the approaching Japanese soldiers.

In the headquarters, Sun Yuanliang tightly clenched his fist, took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and after thinking for a while, slowly said: "Fire!"

After the chief of staff got the order, he quickly left the headquarters and conveyed the order to the artillery position.

After 1 minute, the artillery positions were ready.

"put!"

"put!"

More than a dozen mountain cannons roared at almost the same time, and the shells flew towards the target position. The third battalion commander who was fighting heard the sound of shelling behind him, and suddenly smiled: "Brothers, I hope you don't blame me. !"

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

A few shells landed in the area around the third battalion, and the Japanese soldiers surrounding the third battalion could clear a piece of land with one shell. After more than a dozen shells, the original position of the third battalion, including the soldiers of the third battalion, suffered heavy casualties.

"Battalion Commander, those grandsons of the artillery don't have eyes, so let's blow them up!"

A company commander with a broken arm climbed up to the side of the third battalion commander, with an angry expression on his face, the third battalion commander smiled: "This is our reinforcements, how about it, how many devils died!"

The company commander was stunned for a moment when he heard it, and understood what the commander of the third battalion meant: "A lot of devils died, and a lot of our brothers died too!"

"That's enough. The brothers from the 524 regiment gave us a way to survive. If they hadn't held the devils in Suzhou Creek, we would have been eaten by the devils. Now is the time to return our lives to them. Before dying It's worth it to take away so many devils!"

After hearing this, the company commander nodded: "It's worth it, if you can eat all these devils, it will be even more worth it!"

After finishing speaking, I saw another group of devils rushing towards this side, and the company commander clamped a few bundled grenades under his armpits: "Battle Commander, I, Lao Zhou, take a step first!"

After finishing speaking, he propped up his body with his only remaining hand, rolled forward, rolled forward, the blood flowing from the broken arm stained the surrounding land red, and the consciousness of Company Commander Zhou had already begun to become blurred, but Seeing the devil getting closer and feeling the pain of being shot, he used his last bit of strength to pull the bundle of grenade fuses away.

"boom!"

When the explosion ended, there was a large pit not far away, and some Japanese soldiers' corpses were found on both sides, but Company Commander Zhou at the center of the explosion could not see any trace.

　There are more in the afternoon! ~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)