"Reinforcements have arrived!"

The sound of the charge ignited the hope of survival for the soldiers who were preparing to die with the Japanese army.

The remaining eight soldiers stayed in the last section of the trench, and their morale was greatly boosted.

Every soldier is like a god descending to earth, possessing the courage that one man can stand against even ten thousand others.

No matter how the little Japanese soldiers attacked, the final position was as if it had been poured with molten iron and was unbreakable.

The Japanese troops behind tried their best to prevent the supporting Chinese troops from rushing into the position, but the Japanese soldiers soon discovered that their efforts were in vain.

When the attack order was issued, this group of soldiers had only one purpose, which was to kill all the Japanese soldiers without leaving any behind!

As long as they still have breath, they must charge!

The bayonet shone coldly in the moonlight and easily penetrated the head of a little Japanese.

The soldiers from the third brigade who came for support quickly fought with the Japanese death squads.

The Japanese army was in chaos and had no intention of continuing the attack. They had to use all their strength to block the supporting soldiers from the third brigade.

After the little Japanese attacked unintentionally, the remaining eight soldiers also fought their way out of the position.

However, they did not remove the grenades wrapped around them.

As long as they can't fight anymore, they will definitely pull the lead and die together with the little devil!

Within ten minutes, the gunfire on the position became much sparser, but the battle became more fierce.

It was all close-quarters hand-to-hand combat, and the screams and howls were more terrifying than the howls of wild wolves in the wilderness!

The entire hand-to-hand combat lasted for half an hour, and the surviving soldiers were panting from exhaustion because they rushed over in one breath without stopping at all. It was not until the end of the battle that they took a breath of relief.

"Are there any of the Sixth Company alive?"

After taking a breath, the soldiers began to hit the corpses of the little devils one by one. It was late at night, and they didn't want the little devils to pretend to be corpses and scare them!

Soldiers wearing gas masks shouted loudly on the position, looking for the soldiers defending the position.

He walked through several trenches one after another and looked through more than a dozen corpses. Most of the soldiers had died from the poison gas of the Japanese army because they did not have time to put on gas masks.

"Is there anyone alive?"

The dull voice inside the gas mask was calling, as if it was looking for a miracle.

The Japanese defenders had no time to react to the sudden attack of poisonous gas.

When the soldiers on the position wanted to resist, only half of their fighting strength was left.

And this half of the combat force also responded in a hurry, with no time to put on gas masks.

As the Japanese poison gas spread, more and more soldiers suffered.

After the reinforcements wiped out the Japanese army, their hearts became heavier every time they turned over the corpse of a Chinese soldier.

"Company Commander, are they all killed in the battle?"

Nearly ten minutes passed, and the position was lifeless, with no sound of response.

"Shut your crow's mouth! Find them one by one for me, and rescue anyone who is breathing."

The silence on the battlefield made everyone feel heavy.

"Don't move!"

Suddenly, a cold and hollow object pressed against his skull.

With years of combat experience and familiarity with weapons, the soldiers were very sure that what was pointed at them was a rifle.

"Brother, we are one of our own!" the company commander shouted quickly.

In the dark, during combat, soldiers are in a state of high tension and can easily misfire.

During the war, it was a very depressed thing under the muzzle of his own person.

"Number! Name!"

After confirming the identity of the other party, the soldier was willing to put down the gun in his hand.

"Six Company?"

"Fan Zimo, a soldier and two rows of soldiers!" The soldier replied.

"Are you a company chief or you are the heads?"

"Sacrifice!"

"Are you even the commander alive?"

The soldiers shook their heads: "Only eight soldiers are still alive."

"You are temporarily incorporated into our company and continue to stay in the position. After dawn, the Ministry of Tourism will have a new order." The company chief ordered.

"Can we find our company commander and other brothers first?" Soldiers answered.

"You can rest assured, we will clean the position and bury all the brothers."

The situation of the position on the other side is not optimistic. When everyone fell asleep, the Japanese army fired a poisonous gas bomb, and it was destined that many people would die in the Japanese army tonight.

Fortunately, the support troops are fast enough, otherwise the position will inevitably fall.

There are many soldiers surviving on that position, more than a dozen, but there are more than a dozen people who are affected by poisonous gas. I am afraid it is difficult to live like normal people.

The overnight battle is so cruel. The two complete teams are almost overwhelmed by the whole army.

The final result is good, the position is held, and the little devil's death team is all eliminated.

Zhao Zhiguo woke up by the communications soldier from his sleep.

When he finished reading the telegram, he was instantly spiritual.

Just as he was sleeping firmly, more than 300 soldiers on the highway position were killed, and more than a hundred wounded.

"Poisonous gas bomb, the poisonous gas bomb of the little devil."

Zhao Zhiguo was very angry. He wanted to solve this problem, but he quickly found that he was really helpless.

If it is during the day, the poisonous gas bomb is hit directly on the position, and they may still be prepared.

But at night, when sleeping, poisonous gas spread on the position, which is the disaster for the defenders.

"Fortunately, there are not many poisonous gas bombs in the Japanese army, otherwise ..." Yao Pengju said.

If the Japanese army had enough poisonous gas bombs, at night facing the defense of the Huaxia Army at night, the virus bomb fired into a piece of poisonous gas, and thousands of casualties may occur in one night, and the line of defense will instantly collapse.

At present, the Japanese army only uses the poisonous gas bomb in the direction of the road position. Obviously, Gangcun believes that the Japanese army wants to solve Zhao Zhiguo, the first problem is the road position.

"We can only think so, but overnight, the sacrifice of more than 300 people is too high." Zhao Zhiguo gritted his teeth.

He was angry, he was ruthless, but these emotions could not solve any problems.

"The Japanese army used poisonous gas and did not win our position, and it would definitely hit the morale of the Japanese army."

The Japanese troops used their cards, and the result of the Huaxia army kept the position. Gangcun would not launch a night attack easily in the future.

"Gangcun will not give up, this old devil is still very perseverance."

A setback will naturally not defeat the idea of ​​defeating Gang Village to seize the road position.

"Unfortunately, the last special team action did not twist the old devil's head of Gangcun, otherwise there would be no trouble today." Yao Pengju said.

"Nothing differences. After killing Gangcun, the Japanese army would send another commander of the Japanese." Zhao Zhiguo said, "I hope we can stabilize in the 5th area and stabilize the No. 5 area. Many problems in the highway position will be solved and solved.

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Chapter completed!