Hatred exploded in the barrel of the gun, spraying out with bullets.

Although there were no tanks or armored vehicles to provide fire suppression, the Japanese soldiers seemed to be desperate for their lives and kept coming out of the bunkers, trying to destroy the firepower points on the position.

Dust from the explosion obscured the view.

The veteran looked for a favorable position and killed the little Japanese who tried to rush up one by one in front of the position.

The two armies were fighting in front of the position, with people constantly falling and others filling in.

War is so crazy, so crazy that sometimes the people who start the war don't know why they are fighting this war.

Bullets kept passing over the crater, and the attacking Japs did not dare to leave the bunker easily.

The little Japs hiding in the bomb crater hoped that their commander would see this and provide them with fire support.

Of course the little Japanese commander saw this scene, but he was not worried that his troops would be suppressed by the firepower of the Chinese army, he was angry.

When the Japanese commander saw the soldiers hiding motionless in the crater, he thought this was a sign of fear of death.

"Signal Corps, go immediately and send the order for them to continue charging!"

The Japanese commander roared, as if he wanted his voice to pass through the battlefield and reach the ears of every soldier.

The attacking Japs did not expect that they would not receive support, but instead received an order to continue charging.

The little Japanese soldier lay in the trench, watching the flames spitting out from the machine guns on the position.

If you continue to charge at this time, you are competing with the bullet's hardness.

But when the Japanese commander issued an order, the Japanese soldiers dared not fail to carry it out.

A sharp whistle sounded, and Japanese soldiers jumped up from the crater.

At this moment, the little Japanese soldier could only hear his own heavy breathing.

The fierce gunfire and the screams of his companions seemed to be actively blocked.

Until a bullet hits the torso, breaking the bones, and the cold body brings the person back to reality.

Many little Japs didn't even have time to glance at their companions before their internal organs were torn apart by machine gun bullets.

Even though the little devils exerted their lifelong courage, they still had not seen what that position looked like.

The Japanese charge lasted for nearly an hour, leaving hundreds of corpses in front of the position.

When the wounded soldiers were helped into the camp one by one, the Japanese commander showed no sympathy or care at all. Instead, he believed that they had damaged the honor of the imperial soldiers.

"Your Excellency, Commander, the Chinese army's position is fierce with firepower. We just rush in and fight hard, and it is difficult to break through the position."

Some Japanese officers couldn't stand it any longer. If the war continued like this, no matter how many troops the little devils had, they wouldn't be able to use up enough.

This style of play is completely comparing the number of bullets between soldiers and Zhao Zhiguo.

"Sophistication and fear of war should be shot!"

The Japanese commander regarded the officer's reminder as sophistry.

It was obvious that the Japanese commander would not listen to anyone's advice.

He stubbornly ordered the troops to charge.

After the Japanese army charged twice, the defenders on the position finally realized something was wrong.

In the past few days, the Japs would try their best to take advantage of their firepower when attacking.

Within a minute of firing the heavy machine gun on the position, the little Japanese tank would aim at the machine gun bunker and fire.

In today's first attack, the Japanese armored vehicles and tanks did not provide any cover. The defenders on the position thought it was a tentative attack by the Japanese army.

But after the second attack, the Huaxia Army quickly realized that this was not the command style of the Japanese commander a few days ago.

"Did the little devil change the commander? Lao Cao, can you really burn the commander of the little devil?" Lu Zheng asked Cao Xinghua.

It seems that only this reason can explain the attack of the Japanese army's attack.

"Lao Lu, I have said it several times. We did attack the Japanese military officers, but we have no evidence to prove that it is the Japanese command post."

Since returning, Lu Zheng has also asked Cao Xinghua several times.

But it was too dark, and the soldiers who were ordered to act only in the darkness seeing a few young devils like officers.

"If we can grab a few little devil's tongue, we may have some news." Lu Zheng said.

Lu Zheng wanted to prove that the SARC did destroy the Japanese front line.

"Let the soldiers risk to determine this matter? Not worth it!"

Cao Xinghua also wondered if they had killed the Japanese army's headquarters, but in order to figure out this matter, it was not worth the soldiers to take risks.

"The head of the group, the little devil is crazy, they have continued to launch three consecutive offensives to us, once fiercer at a time."

Under the pressure of the Japanese commander, the Japanese soldiers did not dare to neglect.

Knowing that it was dead, the Japanese soldiers had to rush. Huaxia soldiers would not give them a way. The commander of the little devil did not want to give the Japanese soldiers live.

"See, this is not the Japanese army's play a few days ago." Lu Zheng said, "How about the troops on the position? Can you keep it?"

"Troops are not large, but the ammunition consumption is very large."

The Japanese army continued to charge, and the soldiers who guarded the position needed to shoot constantly, and the bullets added again and again.

"Immediately replenish them with ammunition, and the little devil will not last long. As long as we stand up today, the little devil will have no temper."

The Japanese attack is more like a struggle before the hammer.

The army struggling that day, which means that it was really dead.

"If we fight against the front, I guess this afternoon, the little devil will not do it again to us." Cao Xinghua proposed.

Take the initiative and defeat the little devil on the front, it will definitely cause the Japanese army's confidence.

"Lao Cao, your way is good, but I don't want to make the troops more casualties. In case the little devil uses tanks and armored vehicles, the soldiers we rush out may not come back."

In the past few days, the casualties of Lu Zheng's group have been big enough. There is no need to increase the more casualties for a backbone.

"By the way, let the reconnaissance brother go out at night and get two little devils back." Lu Zheng added.

Lu Zheng didn't want to pretend to be confused.

If the Japanese army really changed the commander and used this kind of unpleasant play, it would definitely make the Japanese army float.

Maybe, this time is a good opportunity. Give the little devil once a Chu song.

The casualties of the Japanese army are getting bigger and bigger.

They cursed the new commander, and even thought that their new commanders were more abominable than Zhao Zhiguo.

But the command is the command. Even if there are very big dissatisfaction, they must execute the commands without any.

Three attacks and three attacks of thousands of people have made the Japanese commander hysteria hysteria.

The Japanese commander always refused to come up with a solution to the problem. He blamed all the crimes on the timidity of the soldiers, cowardice and fear of death.
Chapter completed!