Jagged Changjin Lake: Kill the enemy and become stronger

Seeing that the biggest threat had been removed, Brigadier Chen drew out his gun and roared sharply.

"Come on!"

The soldiers quickly assembled and charged the enemy's position from the front.

Qiao Lin took the lead and rushed to the front. When passing by the blown-up heavy machine gun bunker, he picked up an undamaged heavy machine gun as a weapon.

The heavy machine gun weighing more than 100 kilograms did not affect the speed of his charge in the slightest. The ammunition belt hung directly on his shoulders, like a humanoid tank, directly rushed into the defensive belt of the enemy's position.

Those little devils who huddled in the trenches and fired their cold guns out had no time to point their guns at Qiao Lin, and they were all knocked down by his almost barbaric "da da da" shot.

"kill!"

Qiao Lin didn't care what kind of environment he was in, and continued to rush in after dealing with the little devil in front of him.

After crossing the first trench, there is a second trench inside, and further inside there are fortifications made of sandbags and machine gun points.

"Da da da..."

The muzzle of the heavy machine gun in Qiao Lin's arms kept spitting out fire snakes. The fast-moving bullet chains tore his clothes and his shoulders. We remove obstacles as much as possible.

Although the heavy machine gun is powerful, the ammunition is limited after all, and it will run out of bullets soon.

Qiao Lin looked in the right direction, raised the heavy machine gun and threw it out, flying towards a machine gun point more than ten meters away.

The weight of more than 100 kilograms was not a joke. Two of the three little devils who were carrying the machine gun and changing the clips were smashed on the spot. Although the remaining one was not killed, it was also shattered. Half of his shoulder lay on the ground crying in pain.

"It's up to you!"

Qiao Lin squatted down, pulled out the last bayonet tied to his calf, saw the opportunity, and rushed forward again.

Behind him, there are Eighth Route Army soldiers coming like a tidal wave.

"Your Excellency, Major, it's not good, our heavy machine gun bunker has been blown up, and the Eighth Route Army has rushed in!"

A little devil rushed into the command room and shouted in despair at Ichiro Yamazaki, who had been standing by the phone.

"idiot!"

Yamazaki Ichiro jumped up from the spot like a frightened rabbit, his face full of disbelief.

"They...how could they? These damned Eighth Route Army, I'm going to kill them, kill them!"

Yamazaki Ichiro drew out the command knife hanging on the wall, hacked the table, and roared angrily.

"Your Majesty, our soldiers are almost overwhelmed, what should we do?"

The subordinate couldn't care less about admiring Ichiro Yamazaki's crazy performance, and grabbed his arm and asked helplessly, only thinking about getting orders from his superiors as soon as possible.

"Block it, be sure to block it for me. The captain of the Jiuben League has called me. He has sent three brigades to support him. They are already on the way and will arrive soon."

Yamazaki Ichiro who calmed down realized that no matter how angry he was at the moment, it was useless. The only hope was to persist until other support troops arrived.

As long as the three brigades sent by Hatomoto Suekawa arrive, they will have the strength to mediate with the [-]th Brigade. Even if the Eighth Route Army cannot be completely wiped out, the Yamazaki Brigade can still avoid the fate of being wiped out.

With the war here, Fujiwara Kujo will not just sit idly by, and the entire northwestern Shanxi region will go to war. With less than 2 troops from the [-]th Division of the Eighth Route Army, it is impossible to fight against the entire Fujiwara brigade.

Although the plan to coerce the [-]th Brigade to leave with Qiaozhuang villagers as hostages failed this time, it may not be possible to use this battle to drive the entire [-]th Division out of Northwest Shanxi, and it is not certain who will die.

In a daze, Yamazaki Ichiro seemed to see hope again. The combat report was still useful. As long as he could win the battle, he could revise it at that time and still be able to ask for credit and reward for himself.

"Order down, give up defending the east, north, and west sides, gather all the soldiers, block the entrance on the south side for me, and don't let an Eighth Route Army rush in! Hold on for an hour at most, and our support will arrive. .”

Ichiro Yamazaki walked out of the command room with a knife in his hand. His only hope was the reinforcements from the three brigades sent by Jiechuan Hatomoto.

As everyone knows, in his life, he will never see how Jiechuan Hatomoto emptied his family to provide him with help.

"Head, repelled another attack by the little devil."

Wuyakou blocked the battlefield, Zhang Dabiao, the commander of the first battalion, wiped the blood from his forehead, and reported out of breath.

"This is the sixth time I have taken the initiative to attack. It seems that these little devils are not afraid of death."

Li Yunlong leaned back against the half-collapsed mound, gritted his teeth and asked, "How many people and ammunition are there?"

"Regimental Commander, there are only 120 people left. The mortar shells have been fired, and the average number of bullets is four per person."

Zhang Dabiao replied immediately.

These 120 people also included the wounded who could fight. Except for a dozen wounded who were seriously injured and unable to move, all other soldiers died heroically.

"The reduction in combat personnel is close to two-thirds. Zhang Dabiao, the first battalion may not be able to return today."

No matter how careless Li Yunlong is usually, after hearing this number, his eyes still dimmed.

Of the [-] soldiers brought out from the first battalion, there are now only [-] left, and the little devil will launch another attack. Continuing, it seems that no one will come for reinforcements in a short time.

"Commander, if you put on this military uniform, your life is not your own. If you can't go back, you won't go back. Anyway, killing so many little devils is enough. Why don't you withdraw first, and I will take people here to bear it. , don't worry, as long as I, Zhang Dabiao, have breath, I will never let a little devil pass by."

Zhang Dabiao turned his head to look at the remaining soldiers, basically everyone was injured.

He also knew that it might be impossible to leave alive today, so he suggested that Li Yunlong withdraw first.

"Fart your mother, is this the one who left his brother and ran away?"

Upon hearing this, Li Yunlong became angry at that time, jumped up and kicked Zhang Dabiao again, and cursed angrily.

Chapter 510 The Four Are All Warriors

"Leader, anyone can do without the independent group, but you can't be without you!"

Zhang Dabiao, who was kicked, was not angry at all, and was still trying to persuade him.

"Zhang Dabiao, don't you fucking give me this trick. Since I brought you out, you have to go back together, and you will die together. Before I die, I will listen to you talking about this bitch again, Lao Tzu Break your teeth out."

Li Yunlong pointed at Zhang Dabiao's nose and reprimanded him.

Zhang Dabiao drooped his head and remained silent.

This is what he admired Li Yunlong, no matter when, he would never leave a soldier behind.

He persuaded Li Yunlong to withdraw first, that was his loyalty to Li Yunlong.

Li Yunlong kicked him and scolded him, so it's not out of loyalty to them.

"Brothers, from the 300 people who came out last night, there are only these left. Before the little devils start attacking, I, the regiment leader, will say a few words to you."

Li Yunlong looked at the remaining soldiers, his voice suddenly choked up.

"I haven't been in the independent group for a long time. I still can't name many of you, but this does not prevent me from thanking you. You are willing to follow me, Li Yunlong, to come here to work hard. I thank you!"

As he spoke, Li Yunlong raised his right arm and solemnly saluted a military salute.

This salute is for those who sacrificed their lives, and for those who are still standing on the front line.

"The ground is shaking in the west, and we can't help. The only thing we can do is to guard Wuyakou, stop the little devil's reinforcements, and relieve the pressure on the brothers in the west. Let me ask you, are you still willing to stick to it?" here?"

Li Yunlong pointed to the west and asked loudly.

"I would rather die than retreat!"

"I would rather die than retreat!"

"I would rather die than retreat!"

The soldiers raised their guns and shouted loudly.

The military uniforms on their bodies were already tattered and bloodstained, and their faces blackened by gunpowder smoke were also covered with wounds, but their expressions were calm and resolute.

At this point in the battle, everyone had already foreseen their own outcome, and death was no longer something they considered. Their only wish was to kill more little devils before they died.

"Okay, I, Li Yunlong, will leave my words here. Don't look at the defeat of our independent regiment before, but none of the members of the independent regiment are cowards. Even if there is only one person left today, we must stick to it and not let a little one go." The devils go over and fight to the death with them!"

Li Yunlong looked at the group of fighters who were about the same age as Qiao Lin, and suddenly thought of Qiao Lin. That kid must have lost his prestige when he followed Brigadier Chen to fight the Yamazaki Brigade.

"Fight to the death!"

"Fight to the death!"

"Fight to the death!"

The soldiers once again roared with their lives, their blood, their beliefs and their dignity as men.

"We are small in number and ammunition. I don't know how many more attacks we have to launch. We don't know how many reinforcements will pass through here. Readjust the battle deployment. The first battalion of the independent regiment obeys orders!"

Although he had made up his mind to die, Li Yunlong was never so impulsive as to let the soldiers die in vain. He wanted to maximize the value of the remaining strength.

All 120 fighters held their heads high and stood upright.

Although there is no queue, it is extremely neat.

"The current number of people is divided into three teams, the first team is at the top, the second team is in the middle, and the third team is at the back. The third team distributes the bullets to the first team. Once the little devil starts to attack, the first team will resist first, and the first team will kill the second team." First, the second team wiped out the third team and fought with bayonets. From now on, we will not take the initiative to attack, and everything will be defensive, and the only task is to stop the enemy."

Li Yunlong gave the order decisively.

Zhang Dabiao's lips moved, seeing Li Yunlong's face, he didn't dare to speak out.

"Zhang Dabiao, I know you want me to go to the third team, so I accept it, but now there is no need for a regiment leader on the battlefield. Everyone is a fighter, so I should be in the first team."

Li Yunlong understood that Zhang Dabiao was still worried about his safety, so he patted him on the shoulder, and said in a very gentle tone which was rare.

"Leader, I will stand by your side, and if I die, I will die in front of you."

Zhang Dabiao raised his head and sniffed, and lay down beside Li Yunlong holding a rifle.

"Mr. Waseda, didn't you say that there are not many people in the Eight Routes, so they can be eliminated easily? Why can't we advance after six attacks?"

On the opposite side of the Eighth Route Army's position, in the little devil's position, Jing Xia, who was tricked over, questioned Waseda Heitan very unhappy.

Although the low-energy downhole lives up to his name, no matter how low-energy he is, he can sense that something is wrong.

That's not what he said when he met Waseda Heitan. He was so hyped up that he almost didn't tell Jing Shire directly that as long as he led his troops to Wuyakou, he would have made a great contribution.

But when the underground low-energy came to Wuyakou confidently, what greeted him was a strong resistance from the Eighth Route Army.

Although relying on its advantages in numbers and equipment, it blocked two attacks by the Eighth Route Army and launched six attacks on its own initiative, but it was still beaten.

In addition to not being able to move further west, the loss was also extremely heavy.

The underground brigade has five squadrons, plus the remaining Waseda squadron, a total of six squadrons with 500 people, and now there are less than three squadrons with 700 people.

Only now did Ishita Mooneng realize that Waseda Heitan didn't send him to do meritorious service, but brought him to jump into the fire pit.

"Mr. Jingxia, it may be that the reinforcements from the Eighth Route Army have arrived. When we exchanged fire before, they were not so powerful."

Waseda Heitan couldn't admit that he had lied about this matter, so he hurriedly found an excuse.