The Sword of Swords is a Guard for Kong Jie

This sudden artillery attack lasted very short time, only two minutes.

Under normal circumstances, a one-minute burst of artillery fire can cover the entire battlefield.

If the surface position is occupied by the Eighth Route Army, all those who should be blown up will be blown up in this minute. Continuing to fire can only destroy and destroy the position.

The commander of the brigade led by the Kwantung Army asked the artillery to launch a sudden artillery fire attack for two minutes, which was considered very safe.

Hundreds of artillery shells were thrown down, and there must be very few of the Eighth Route Army that had just been operating on the surface.

"Kill me..."

Before the explosions on the mountainside defense line were completely over, the little devil's shouts of death rang out less than a hundred meters away from the defense line.

Nearly four hundred Kwantung Army soldiers jumped up from the ground, howling like hungry wolves and rushed forward. They all wanted to seize the opportunity when the Eighth Route Army was severely damaged by artillery fire and had no time to dispatch reinforcements. They rushed to the position and took advantage of the opportunity to seize the defense line. .

The attack speed was very fast, and in the blink of an eye he was still fifty meters away from the defense line.

"Fire..." Li Yunlong ordered while suppressing his anger.

In the battle just now, although the troops brought by Shi Jin basically stayed at the entrance and exit of the tunnel to fight against the Japs, the Japs' artillery attack came too suddenly, and many soldiers must have been killed before they could retreat in time.

Li Yunlong was heartbroken and angry.

Seeing that the second wave of attacking troops of the little devils wanted to take advantage of the situation, he suddenly became angry and shouted loudly.

"Blow up all the Kwantung Army's second wave of offensive troops for me, and avenge the soldiers who were sacrificed just now in the Kwantung Army's artillery fire..."

"Boom boom boom..."

The explosion sound of mortar shells is far less than that of mountain artillery and heavy artillery, but it is very dense.

Relying on its fast rate of fire, the Kwantung Army's second wave of reinforcements received nearly a hundred shells in less than half a minute.

They were also caught off guard by the bombing. They only wanted to rush to the defense line, eliminate the remnants of the Eighth Route Army, and conquer Wulan Mountain. They did not expect that the Eighth Route Army would also hide artillery fire behind the position.

They didn't realize the danger until the shell exploded next to them.

Under normal circumstances, facing a sudden artillery attack, the best choice for the Kwantung Army would be to lie down on the spot and wait for the artillery attack to end before launching an attack.

But the captain of the Kwantung Army did not want to let go of this good opportunity to take advantage of the situation.

In addition, there were only a dozen or twenty mortars attacking them, and the artillery fire interception was not particularly fierce. However, there were at least a hundred artillery pieces of various types behind them to provide them with artillery support at any time.

Gritting his teeth, he decided to lead his troops and continue to attack forward while staring at the continuous shells falling overhead.

As a result, a one-sided massacre lasting half a minute began directly on the battlefield.

The flying shell fragments scattered around the impact point, forming one steel storm after another.

The little devils who rushed forward quickly were hit by fragments and fell into a pool of blood.

There were also many Kwantung Army soldiers who were so unlucky that they were blown away by artillery shells and turned into corpses when they landed...

When they broke through the artillery fire interception, the explosions in their ears stopped completely, and the offensive troops of the two squadrons were directly reduced to two squads.

Half of the remaining two hundred or so Japs had turned into corpses, and the remaining half fell to the ground screaming in agony due to various injuries.

Until this moment, the Japanese leader still did not give up the idea of ​​capturing Wulan Mountain.

The remnants of hundreds of soldiers continued to attack the blocking position.

At this moment, the smoke-filled footprints were filled with a strong smell of blood.

Except for those killed by the Eighth Route Army, almost all of the young Japanese in the two squadrons died in the artillery fire just now, and half of the young Japanese's bodies were blown to pieces by the artillery shells. Broken limbs and arms, internal organs... bright red flesh and blood... were splashed everywhere.

An Ran, not all of them are corpses of little devils.

At least a hundred Eighth Route Army soldiers were killed outside because they did not withdraw into the tunnel in time.

"Destroy the remaining enemies, repair the wounded, hurry up..." Shi Jin shouted anxiously as he rushed out of the tunnel.

Before the Japanese launched their third attack, he had guessed that the Japs might do something like this, but he didn't expect that they would actually do it.

Because the scene in front of me is too bloody.

"Bah, bang, bang..." The box cannon in his hand kept firing, killing several little Japs who wanted to fight back.

He quickly rushed to a subordinate and saw that he was only injured in the abdomen. The rest of his body was intact. It seemed that he could still be saved. He immediately shouted to the subordinates behind him: "There are wounded people here. Immediately carry them into the tunnel for emergency repairs..."

"Battal Commander, another kid is coming to kill us..."

After finding two seriously injured people in a row, a cry of surprise suddenly sounded not far away.

Shi Jin picked up a light machine gun that had not been damaged by the explosion, pulled the beam bolt, and after confirming that there were still bullets in the magazine and the gun chamber, he held it to his chest and ordered: "Soldiers who are not injured, follow me, do whatever it takes." At the cost of repelling the Kwantung Army's offensive troops..."

"Others continue to search for and rescue the wounded..."

"Boom boom boom..."

The battle begins with a series of explosions.

When Shi Jin saw the Kwantung Army's attacking troops, the Japanese captain also saw them.

There is at most thirty meters between the two sides, which is the best attack range for grenades and grenades.

The enemy and we both threw a round of grenades at each other at the same time, as if they were discussing.

In the violent and intensive explosion, both sides suffered casualties.

However, the Kwantung Army's casualties were obviously much greater than those of the Eighth Route Army.

The Eighth Route Army was on the defensive side. The moment the grenade was thrown, dozens of soldiers who could still move lay on the ground at the same time to avoid the grenade hitting their heads.

The little devil is on the offensive side and is rushing to the Eighth Route Army defense line. He will definitely not have time to lie down, otherwise the blocking position in front of him will definitely usher in more Eighth Route Army troops, and it will be difficult to take advantage of it.

So even though the grenade hit them and exploded, the little devils still held their guns and continued to charge forward, not giving the Eighth Route Army any chance to deploy troops to reinforce the blocking position.

"Da da da……"

Shi Jin put the light machine gun he was holding on his chest on the ground, put his shoulder on the butt of the gun, pointed it at a few Japs through the crosshairs, and pulled the trigger.

The bullets flew out of the barrel in a fan shape, killing several little devils in an instant.

He emptied all the bullets in the magazine before stopping. He threw the light machine gun on the ground, took out the cannon box and continued to fire...

Two minutes later, the last kid in front of him was beaten into a fool and fell into a pool of blood with despair and unwillingness on his face.

Shi Jin was breathing heavily and was obviously very tired.

A quick glance around showed that there were fewer than thirty subordinates on the entire defense line who could still stand up.

But he did not forget his dangerous situation, and immediately ordered: "Retreat... quickly withdraw the tunnel fortifications, the Japanese bombardment is about to begin again." (End of this chapter)