Three telegrams from Chairman Jiang, Chen Cheng and Gu Zhutong not only asked Leng Xin to stay in the Huangli to Dong'an for three days, but also informed the enemy situation in the east and north lines provided by Master Chen.

The number of people, numbers, equipment, firepower... are all available, and even the most confidential combat plan and offensive route are very clear.

Leng Xin made full use of this information. After receiving the telegram, he immediately ordered the third detachment of "Zhongyi Rescue **" to go out overnight to the Houyu line not far from the Japanese to destroy the roads and bridges. At the same time, he ordered the 52nd Division and the 9th Security Brigade to rush to the junction of Houyu and Xiaxi to build fortifications and set up the first blocking line. For the 40th Division that was gathering in Huangli and Dong'an, the 33rd Independent Brigade and the First Column of Security Column.

The roads and bridges were destroyed in a mess, and the commander of the Gaoqiao Brigade had long been commonplace. In fact, most of the time, he not only kept clearing out the "Chongqing Army" in the defense zone, "Zhengyi Rescue **", "Jiang Anti-Japanese War" and various signs of the escorts were arrested everywhere to build bridges and roads.

Besides, he came prepared this time. The direct engineer team was fully equipped and followed the search team to build bridges and open roads across mountains. Although it delayed some precious time, he still arrived at Xiaxi, which had been under control at 3:24 pm.

"Bang...bang...bang..."

The battle started without any surprises, mountain cannons, mortars and grenade launchers smashed shells into the ** position like hail.

Everyone in the trenches were gasping for a big breath, the dead were buried in this land forever, and the living would continue to pick up the swords and guns in their hands. They were all children of the Chinese nation, ordinary and simple peasant families. When the iron hooves of the Japanese invaders trampled on their country, ravaged their sisters, and slaughtered their compatriots, they were no longer simple farmers who were slaughtered. The primitive blood in their bodies began to rush, falling down one after another, and grabbed the swords and guns in their hands without hesitation.

Zhang Yifeng's eyes were a little wet, and this time more than fifty brothers fell down. There were fewer and fewer people. He wrapped the wounds on his arms randomly and re-arranged the defense line. He didn't know how many more attacks he would have to withstand, but instead hoped that the Japanese army could launch an attack as soon as possible. Because it might be a relief to kill them all, he couldn't bear to watch the brothers fall down one by one.

"Anti-cannon!"

With a hissing cry, the sharp sound of cannons roared in the air and rushed towards the position. Before Zhang Yifeng could prostrate, a shell burst out in front of him. He didn't even hear the explosion of the shell. A wave of air pushed him into the air and fell heavily into a fox pit.

"Sir, sir, the Japanese have retreated and died in the company commander. Now there are only more than one hundred people left on the position. What should we do? I thought you too..."

It was more than ten minutes after he woke up again, and his mind was still buzzing. Seeing a brother crying loudly, he immediately grabbed the rifle at his hand and roared: "Why are you crying? I'm not dead yet! Brothers, hurry up and repair the fortifications and notify the reserve team to prepare."

After saying that, he stumbled onto the position, and the remaining brothers looked at him silently. He knew that as long as he was immortal, his brothers would not give up, so he tried to make his way smoother so that all his brothers could see him.

Under the cover of artillery, two consecutive attacks failed. When the brigade headquarters ordered the third attack, Lieutenant Ikeda specially recruited some experienced veterans to discuss the upcoming attack.

"The enemy army has a large squad of troops, right?" asked Lieutenant Ikeda.

"It's hard to judge, but at least four or five hundred people," said Tose Sora, who was standing beside him, "It's quite a lot."

Since the second formation of the 11th Brigade of the *** Infantry Brigade, the direct infantry brigade has been invincible and has never encountered a situation like today. After thinking about it, Lieutenant Ikeda suddenly turned around and shouted: "Hey, communications soldier, go and ask, what is the origin of this enemy army?"

"Hi."

After a while, the communications soldier ran back, "Reported to the squadron leader, and said on the phone that although this enemy army is not a regular army, but a security force, it has just received a batch of equipment some time ago, which is relatively well-established."

"Security Force? Is it well equipped?"

Lieutenant Ikeda looked at the cars that were rushing on the road, as well as the Imperials and equipment transported by a car, and couldn't help but smile, "Whether the regular army or the security forces, this enemy has missed the opportunity to break through, and their destiny is already in the hands of the Imperials."

As he was speaking, a roar came from the sky and a reconnaissance plane swept over his head.

The soldiers waved their military caps to the plane and talked loudly.

"The plane has also been dispatched, and it seems that it is determined to wipe out the enemy army."

"I remember Jiang JShi told his generals in Lushan that all Japanese planes are made in China, and there is nothing to be afraid of. It means that all Chinese Air Force planes are imported. Of course, imported goods are better than domestic products. Haha... I haven't seen Chinese Air Force planes for a long time."

More and more reinforcements surrounded the enemy troops on the other side more and more. They just surrounded them tightly and were not in a hurry to launch an attack. The emergence of the plane further aggravated the wavering of the enemy's morale.

"Look, the enemy is building fortifications."

"I want to stick to it. Now it's too late to dig fortifications."

"That's right, one square meter of ordinary soil, that is, soil that is neither soft nor hard. After strict training of Japanese engineers, they can dig four or five deep in four hours. It is normal for people who have not been trained to dig one meter. I don't believe that the enemy on the opposite side has undergone stricter earthwork training than the Japanese soldiers."

"Well, building fortifications is not just about physical strength, but also about other issues such as coordination. It is not as simple as you think."

"No matter what, let them dig it. This is a hilly area, with stones underneath. If the fortifications are not formed, the soldiers may be exhausted. Once they are dug, a gas bomb will pass by, and all the people in the tunnel will run to the ground. The deeper the dig, the greater the effect of the gas bomb. Hehe, wait and see."

"Look, those bastards dig up dust and are very fast. They look quite motivated."

"It is not a matter of being motivated or not. The construction of bunkers is a science, not as simple as digging soil. The construction of bunkers for infantry fighting vehicles and artillery is different. Even so, the construction of positions requires professional engineers to guide them. The technical part must be completed by the engineers themselves. In general, the camouflage concealment of infantry bunkers is more important than solidity. Promoting firepower is more important than concealment. The position cannot be strong without side defense. The cooperation of side defense firepower and obstacles can increase the killing. In this way, digging fortifications under our noses is not camouflage and side defense. I really don't understand what the commander thinks."

"Maybe I had a deep impression of the Imperial Army fortifications in the past, so I started to learn."

After 20 minutes, the sound of artillery gradually became sparse, and the brigade headquarters sent an order, requiring each squadron to act at the same time and take down the frontal enemy in one fell swoop.

At the same time, the observation post set up in front of the 9th Security Brigade also called flags to the position.

"Go!" With the order of Deputy Brigade Commander Zhang Yifeng, the brothers walked out of the bunker.

No one spoke, but everyone's face was firm. They might not be able to survive this time, but no one was afraid. This time, a platoon was left as a reserve team. He knew that the next was a real life-and-death battle, and he had to find a way to make the brothers stand for a while.

The Japanese had already begun to climb up carefully, densely filled with yellow figures. This time, the number of troops involved in the attack increased again. There was probably a brigade. The deputy brigade commander looked around and the brothers were very calm and put the Japanese army closer and then attacked, so that the threat of Japanese artillery fire would not be that great.

It was almost 100 meters, and the sound of the Japanese could be clearly heard.

"Bang!"

Zhang Yifeng fired the first shot, and a Japanese man rolled back with the gunshot. In an instant, various weapons on the position fired together, and the gunshot broke the tranquility before dusk. The Japanese man began to stop bent down and be careful, but instead screamed and straightened his body and rushed up desperately.

The sound of bullets, the explosion of grenades, and the sound of shrapnel cutting the blood vessels were endless. Both sides were shooting desperately, and the grenades kept flying down. In front of the position were already yellow and orange corpses, many of which had been blown away.

But behind the scenes, the Japanese were still rushing upwards, and even tripped by the corpses of their own soldiers and were covered in blood and still shooting upwards, rushing upwards desperately. The three remaining Maxim heavy machine guns on the position kept firing from different positions, and the Japanese army was beaten soaked in their arms and thighs, and blood soaked the hillside like rain. The arrogant ** mixed into the 11th Brigade ** brigade, and was blocked by an unfamiliar local security force.

The Japanese army rushed tenaciously to 50 or 60 meters away from the position, and its ugly face looked particularly ferocious in the setting sun. Zhang Yifeng, who had already made a military order and had to hold on for twelve hours even if the troops were completely exhausted, drew out his sword and jumped up from the trench. More bayonets followed. The two men and horses were entangled, with only curses that they could not understand each other, the sound of iron tools hitting each other, and the screams of people on the verge of death.
Chapter completed!