The cold wind was howling and dark clouds were gathering. Zhao Zhiguo raised his head and looked at the sky, as if he could see the clouds standing on the top of the mountain.

The Japanese troops of the two squadrons had already set up an offensive posture, and with the pride of their just victory, they launched attacks on the positions on both sides.

The battle became intense from the beginning. The little Japanese soldiers were not afraid of death at all. When one fell, another took up his position.

"Boom boom boom"

The Chinese soldiers on the position continued to use grenade launchers to deal with the Japanese machine gun fire and grenade launchers, covering the infantry on the position. The infantrymen used their guns to shoot and kill enemies who wanted to get close to them.

The little Japanese army was like a tide, but the Chinese soldiers were not vegetarians. The little Japanese who wanted to rush to the position were killed one after another.

Zhao Zhiguo kept moving around the position, specifically looking for the Japanese squad leader and sergeant who led the charge.

The little Japanese paid a heavy price in their first charge, losing more than half of their combat effectiveness, before their squadron leader ordered a retreat.

As soon as the charging Japs gave the order to retreat, the Japanese heavy artillery covered Zhao Zhiguo's position with firepower.

"Boom boom boom"

Artillery shells fell on the position one after another, overturning some machine gun bunkers, and the deafening explosions made the soldiers' ears buzz.

The soldiers were very skilled in hiding in underground fortifications to avoid Japanese artillery fire.

However, the retreating Japanese soldiers stopped a hundred meters away from the position, holding their guns and waiting for the shelling to end.

The Japanese army bombed the position for ten minutes. Before the explosion on the position was over, the Japanese army launched another charge.

When the Japanese troops in the front launched a charge, two more squadrons of Japanese troops came from the rear. They each wore auntie scarves and vowed not to withdraw from the battle until Zhao Zhiguo's position was captured.

The Japs launched a non-stop charge against Zhao Zhiguo and the others. One squadron was beaten to the point where they had little combat effectiveness. Then they bombarded Zhao Zhiguo's position, and the next squadron continued the charge without any gaps.

"Da da da"

Seeing the madness of the little Japs, Zhao Zhiguo also ordered half of the heavy machine guns on the position to fire on the Japanese troops.

The heavy machine gun soldiers had been holding back for several days, and finally heard Zhao Zhiguo's order to fire. They no longer hid, and continued to harvest the lives of the little Japs in the bunkers dug out of the underground fortifications.

The little devil never thought until his death that the Chinese army's position had two layers of firepower, above ground and underground.

Covered by two layers of firepower, a squadron of little Japanese soldiers didn't even have a chance to escape.

The Japs wanted to use their artillery to cover the retreat of their infantry, but the Japs' artillery shells could not threaten the heavy machine guns in the bunker, and the retreating Japs could not escape the crossfire net of the heavy machine guns.

Not a single Japanese soldier in a whole squadron could survive.

"Immediately order the troops to stop attacking!"

Taro Yamamoto didn't even see where the firepower of so many heavy machine guns came from on the position. Since their attack began, no heavy machine guns had appeared on the position.

But now so many heavy machine guns suddenly appeared on the position, Taro Yamamoto did not see clearly where the heavy machine guns were located on the position.

"Where is their heavy machine gun position?" Taro Yamamoto asked the officer beside him.

"Your Excellency, Wing Commander, you can't see the position of the heavy machine gun at all, you can only hear the sound of gunfire."

"It seems that Zhao Zhiguo is starting to expose their methods."

"Your Excellency, Wing Commander, let the Manchu troops go up to test the firepower?" a Japanese officer suggested.

"No, this trick won't work on Zhao Zhiguo and the others."

It's not like Taro Yamamoto has never used this trick against Zhao Zhiguo and the others. As long as he saw the puppet Manchukuo army, Zhao Zhiguo would never expose the heavy machine gun firepower on the position.

"If we don't take down the heavy firepower deployed by the Chinese army on the position, we may die more soldiers."

"Order our artillery to continue bombing the Chinese army's positions and hit all the artillery shells we brought into the Chinese army's positions. I don't believe that Zhao Zhiguo can survive our artillery fire."

"Boom boom boom"

The Japanese artillery shells seemed to be flattening the entire mountain. The soldiers on the position had never experienced such a prolonged bombardment by the Japanese.

The sound of explosions came one after another, but the soldiers had long been accustomed to it and kept picking out the stones that fell from their necks.

"It seems that Yamamoto Taro is really anxious. He has nothing else he can use except cannons." Qin Dongsheng said.

"The Japanese army only has three weapons. Seven or eight of their tanks and armored vehicles have been blown up by us. Now they don't dare to bet on their armored forces. The only advantage they have over us is the heavy artillery in their hands."

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Zhao Zhiguo and the others have natural terrain advantages.

"If the bombing continues at this rate, it is estimated that the shells Taro Yamamoto has saved in the past few days will be squandered again." Qin Dongsheng said with a smile.

"Taro Yamamoto is at the end of his rope. He must either besiege us or attack us by force. It is estimated that Taro Yamamoto will receive an order tonight to open the road as soon as possible to provide supplies to the frontline troops. Their frontline troops need supplies the most."

"Doesn't that mean that the little Japs don't have the energy to deliver artillery shells to Yamamoto Taro?" Norihou asked.

"Your brain finally works well for once. Tomorrow afternoon at the latest, Yamamoto Taro will have to watch us drink tea on the mountain obediently." Zhao Zhiguo said confidently.

Every time the Japs attacked, they lost soldiers. What made Taro Yamamoto even more angry was that the loss of soldiers didn't matter, but in every battle, none of their squad leaders came back alive.

After the bombardment ended, the Japs launched another attack. This time, all three Japanese squad leaders were killed. But this time it was better, as two grenadier soldiers managed to come back alive.

Taro Yamamoto did not have many officers available, and soldiers in the Japs' army would not be promoted to officers in an exceptional manner.

The attack lasted all morning, and only the squad leader lost eighteen men. This battle gave Yamamoto Taro more and more headaches.

After the Japanese troops withdrew, Zhao Zhiguo hid in the trench and began to clean the rifle in his hand. In one morning, he killed at least fifteen Japanese officers, as well as countless grenadiers and machine gunners.

As the number of casualties among Japanese military officers increased, Taro Yamamoto no longer had many squad leaders available.

"Your Excellency, Wing Commander, if we cannot replenish the position of squad leader in time, our troops will no longer be able to launch an attack this afternoon."

The loss of the squad leader greatly reduced the Japanese army's combat effectiveness.

"Send a telegram to the brigade commander. We need a group of second lieutenants." Taro Yamamoto sighed.
Chapter completed!