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Chapter 500 The Counterattack of the 111th Brigade ([-])

The officers and soldiers of the defenders were covered with scars and leaned against the trenches exhausted.

Under the trench lay a box of grenades, and several packs of dynamite.

The major held the explosive fuse in his hand, ready to die with the enemy at any time.

"Brothers, we fought with the little devil!!!"

"Killing one little devil is enough money, killing two earns one!!!"

The officers and soldiers of the defending army looked at the devil soldiers attacking all around with hatred in their eyes.

In the face of fierce enemies, no one is afraid of death, let alone a trace of fear.

"Brothers, let's go on the road together, and we will be a good man again after 18 years!!!"

"Little devil, don't be afraid of death, just come!"

Like a group of angry lions, the officers and soldiers roared unyieldingly at the enemy.

"Go to hell, little devil..."

As soon as the little devil approached, the major blew the fuse resolutely.

When the devil soldiers who rushed up saw the major igniting the fuse of the explosives, they were so frightened that they ran away.

"Baga, watch out for explosives!!!"

"Run, retreat quickly!!!"

The devil soldier shouted in horror, turned around and fled in all directions.

Devils are well aware of the power of explosives. When the explosion explodes, the killing range can reach 200 meters.

The devils formed a chaotic formation, rolling and crawling to escape, and even trampled on the enemy.

Before the little devil could run a few steps, there was a violent explosion on the ground.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

The surrounding [-]-meter explosion burst into the sky, shaking the ground and shaking the mountains.

Dozens of devil soldiers near the explosion point had no time to escape, and they were blown up from under the trench with their weapons.

Some devils lay on the ground, and their organs and tissues were shattered by the powerful shock waves.

"Ah, ah, ah..."

The devil screamed.

A group of wounded devils rolled on the ground howling in pain, with blood spattering from their mouths.

Although the devil soldiers who were a hundred meters away were not killed by the blast, their eardrums were shattered.

After the explosion, a large number of mutilated ghost corpses lay lying around the explosion point.

On the battlefield, under the trenches, you can see a bunch of broken limbs and broken arms everywhere.

The defenders of the position defended the honor of the soldiers at the cost of the death of the entire battalion.

Even if the officers and soldiers of a battalion on the ground fought to the last moment, none of them gave up their positions and fled.

The defenders really managed to live and die with the position...

After a while, the devil troops swarmed up and rushed to the defender's position.

The devil's frontline commander looked at the huge position. There was not a single living defender on the position, and it was difficult for the enemy to capture a prisoner and claim credit.

Seeing the scene in front of him, the devil commander couldn't help but secretly marvel.

"Baga, you would rather die than surrender, you are really a group of stubborn Chinese soldiers."

"The 52nd Army deserves to be the elite of the Chinese Army. It is not easy to break through their defensive positions..."

Although the devils occupied the flanking positions of the 52nd Army, the enemy also paid a huge price for casualties.

"Hurry up and build a defensive position, build a firepower point!!!"

"Hi Yi!!!"

After hearing the order, the officers and soldiers of each squadron of the devil reinforced the fortifications of the position on the spot.

The devil's fire support team is looking for favorable terrain to set up machine guns and grenades...

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111 Brigade Frontline Command.

Several officers were standing in the headquarters with wounds on their bodies, and they reported to Zhao Pucheng.

"Report to the brigade, the enemy's artillery fire is too fierce, and there are enemy planes in the sky. Our reinforcements can't reinforce the flank positions in time!"

"We concentrated our forces and organized three reinforcements, causing hundreds of casualties..."

The 111th Brigade organized several reinforcements for the officers and soldiers in the flank positions, but the enemy's firepower was too fierce, and the reinforcements also suffered heavy casualties.

The flank position was filled with gunpowder smoke, and Zhao Pucheng couldn't see the situation clearly at all.

However, from the burst of explosion just now, he vaguely guessed what misfortune it was.

Zhao Pucheng anxiously asked the communications soldier: "Has the 335th Regiment at the front line been in contact? How is the situation of the Seventh Battalion guarding the flank positions?"

"Report to the brigade, our communication with the headquarters of the 335 regiment has been interrupted. It may be that the telephone line was blown up by enemy artillery..."

Zhao Pucheng said angrily: "Your communication department is full of dry food. If the telephone line is broken, won't you rush to repair it?!"

A major stood up and said helplessly: "Brigade, our communications department has dispatched several communications soldiers, and they are currently checking the lines."

Zhao Pucheng paced back and forth in the headquarters, anxiously waiting for news from the frontline troops.

The flank positions on the front line are very important. Once occupied by the little devils, other defensive positions will be shaken, and even the whole line will collapse.

Not only that, if the enemy's fire support force is established in the position, the enemy's artillery fire can extend to all positions of the 52nd Army, and any place is within the range of the devil's attack.

Zhao Pucheng knew the importance of the flank position, so he was so anxious.

After a while, the communication of the 335 regiment on the front line was connected.

"Tuan Zuo, the 335 group has connected!"

Zhao Pucheng hurried over and took the phone from the communications soldier.

"Xue Zhanshan, how is the position of the Seventh Battalion?!"

Xue Zhanshan, the head of the 335th regiment, reported in a sad and angry tone: "Reporting to the regiment, the flank position was lost by our regiment, the enemy rushed to the position, the seventh battalion commander and the last dozen wounded fired explosive grenades...all of them Sacrifice, not a single complete body left..."

Xue Zhanshan said sadly, feeling sorry for the sacrificed subordinates.

"Damn it, you son of a bitch..."

Zhao Pucheng cursed angrily a few times, and then said in an orderly tone: "Xue Zhanshan, while the devils have just occupied the position and are not yet able to gain a firm foothold, I order you to immediately gather troops to organize a counterattack, and take back the position for me at all costs!"

"Yes!"

Xue Zhanshan took the order, and then said: "Traveler, I will immediately form a death squad. If I can't regain the position, I will fight to the death with my brothers on the way to charge!"

After speaking, Xue Zhanshan hung up the phone.

In order to boost the morale of the frontline officers and soldiers, Zhao Pucheng led the guards to the frontline in person.

At this time, the officers and soldiers of the 111th Brigade and the 335th Regiment on the front line were organizing death squads.

When Zhao Pucheng arrived at the front line, Xue Zhanshan, head of the 335 regiment, assembled hundreds of death squad officers and soldiers.

"Brothers, the time has come to sacrifice for the country and the nation!"

"Kill all the Japanese invaders, regain the position, and avenge the brothers of the Seventh Battalion who died in battle!!!"

The officers and soldiers of the Death Squad shouted indignantly.

Not long after, Zhao Pucheng rushed to the front line with the guards.

Seeing Zhao Pucheng coming, Xue Zhanshan immediately ran forward to report.

"Report to the brigade, the officers and soldiers of our death squad have assembled, and we can launch a counterattack against the enemies in the flank positions at any time!"

Zhao Pucheng nodded, then glanced at the officers and soldiers in front of him, who were looking at death like home, and gave a pre-battle lecture.

(End of this chapter)