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When a company commander saw these fierce little devils, he pulled out his bayonet and put it on the bayonet holder, and he straightened it up, fearlessly.
The little devil was also shocked. He didn't expect that these Chinese officers and soldiers would dare to charge up against the bayonets. While shocked, they were angry and howled one after another.
The two sides howled and bumped into each other. In the dense formation of people, it was impossible to avoid the bayonet stabbing from the ground.
"Pfft!" "Pfft!"
The bayonet seemed to poke into a ripe watermelon, there was a constant puffing sound, and the butt of the gun also smashed at the opponent, the sound of bone shattering and screams was horrifying.
The machine gunners on both sides were desperately strafing each other's rear half from the side, and a string of scarlet bullets brought up a large amount of blood.
Heigulongdong was surrounded by people, screaming and cold bayonets everywhere, no one had time to distinguish between the enemy and the enemy, and when they saw the front, they stabbed with bayonets vigorously.
Fighting night battles in the mountains is cruel and bloody. The two sides in the melee desperately brandished bayonets, and accidental injuries were naturally inevitable.
Often, as soon as a little devil stabs a bayonet into the shriveled body of a Chinese officer and soldier, two bayonets are immediately pierced into the devil's chest.
Even if the little devils are well-trained, they will not be able to take advantage of such a melee, and the Chinese army has weak firepower, so they have an advantage in such a night battle. Of course, this advantage is obtained in exchange for sacrifices.
The ferocity of the devils is relative. When the Chinese officers and soldiers became equally fearless and desperate, the advantages of the two sides in the melee became less obvious.
The devil's counterattack was fierce and fierce, but facing the brothers commanded by Chen Ming and the little devil's fierce attack, the little devil soon lost his strength.
The melee between the two sides lasted less than 10 minutes, and the momentum of the devil's counterattack was reversed by the offensive brothers, and the devil was rushed to pieces.
Wang Huzi and the few brothers who followed him did not participate in the melee in the dark. He is a veteran who has climbed out of countless battles. He knows the danger of fighting in the night. Manslaughter.
He wisely did not choose to join the battle, but led two recruits wandering in the darkness outside the melee battle group, like spitting out a poisonous tongue, catching the single devils and killing them.
In just over ten minutes, Wang Beard and the others killed at least six stragglers who were left alone.
Of course, there are also some experienced devil machine gunners and old devils who did not join the battle group. Like Wang Huzi and the others, they wandered outside the battle group and shot the opponent's people at the right time.
The devil's counterattack force was broken up, and the remaining devils couldn't hold on anymore, and collapsed like a dam into the invisible darkness.
"Da da da— da da da—"
The Chinese machine gunners on the flanks seized the opportunity, and a string of bullets swept into the darkness, knocking down the devils whose backs were exposed to them.
The devils had no strength to resist, they were fleeing and running, and the bullets that flew past made their bodies covered in blood mist, and they kept falling down.
Chen Ming, the second battalion commander, was injured. He couldn't feel the tense nerves during the battle. When he saw the devil running away, he felt some pain in his waist. He reached out to touch the wet waist, which should be blood.
He felt that he should not be seriously injured, so he struggled to stand up from the pile of corpses, and shouted an order: "The first company stays put to strengthen the position, the second company, the third company continue to attack forward!"
Night is the best cover. If the day breaks, the devil's planes will come and bomb. It will not be so easy to attack again, so the attack cannot be stopped.
Text Chapter 629 Death Attack ([-])
In the thick night, the Wanjialing area was like a pot of boiling water. The Chinese officers and soldiers attacking centripetally kept attacking the 106th Division in the dark night.
"call out!"
"call out!"
Cannonballs dragged flashing ballistics and flew over the heads of the attacking troops, falling into the devil's position in the encirclement, bursting into flames and exploding continuously.
The scorching air wave was sprayed with explosive fragments, and the woods ignited a raging fire, and the billowing black smoke made the night thicker.
Outside the orange flames, teams of Chinese officers and soldiers were attacking forward in the darkness. Locust-like bullets flew out of the darkness from time to time, and people kept falling to the ground.
But soon the devil's firepower hidden in the dark will be lifted into the sky by a deafening explosion.
The resistance of the devils was so futile. Their outposts were flooded by the tide of Chinese officers and soldiers, and their frontline positions were washed to pieces.
Their second-line positions were infiltrated and attacked by countless small groups of Chinese officers and soldiers. Chinese officers and soldiers launched attacks from all directions, and the devils felt unprecedented pressure.
The devils curled up in the trenches of the fortifications kept firing outwards, even in some inconspicuous dark corners.
They tried to use this powerful firepower to stop those Chinese officers and soldiers who did not know where they were raiding. In the darkness that the devils could not see, there were many Chinese officers and soldiers dormant.
In the darkness in front of the devils, there are many corpses of Chinese officers and soldiers whose life and death are unknown. No one knew that they had shot and killed so many Chinese officers and soldiers.
"boom!"
A cloud of blood exploded from the devil's head, and he fell down without a sound.
"Da da da..." The devil's machine gunner quickly fired at the place where the gun flame was found, and soon returned to calm.
Luo Wencai and his brothers with accurate marksmanship formed countless three-person teams. They hid in the darkness, and constantly harassed the devils with cold guns, making the devils restless.
Wanjialing had already been smashed into a pot of porridge. When the 51st Division's tens of thousands of troops attacked, it was still a whole regiment and battalion.
But in the middle of the night, the troops were all disrupted, and they were constantly attacking forward, pulling out the devils' positions one after another. When they stopped, they found that there were few people around.
Although many people ran away, they still did not stop attacking. The large army became a small army, which made the devil even more crazy.
Many small troops in threes and fours attacked the devils in depth and were annihilated by the devils' ambush. Before the little devils' ambush troops could react, another army attacked them from the side.
The Chinese officers and soldiers broke up, and the attack became disorderly. Often, as soon as one army retreated, before the little devil could catch his breath, another army that rushed to the vicinity launched an attack on the devil.
"Captain, my position has been attacked by the Chinese 25 times! Request reinforcements!"
The leader of the devil squadron stationed on the mountain called for help from his chief, because they couldn't hold on anymore, and the attacks never stopped.
"Sazhi-kun, you must persevere, I will send reinforcements after dawn!"
Faced with the constant phone calls from various positions, the devil's captain almost went crazy. He still held a reserve team of hundreds of people in his hand.
When the calls for help first came, he immediately sent support, but an hour passed, and two hours passed, and the troops sent out did not reach the reinforcement position, and it was like a stone sinking into the sea, and there has been no news since then .
Therefore, the captain of the Devils didn't dare to send people out anymore. In the dark night where infinite murderous intent was hidden, he might never come back after going out.
"Captain, we..." Before the leader of the Devil Squadron could finish speaking, the phone was disconnected.
"Hey! Hey!" The captain of the ghost brigade also called out loudly, but there was no reply.
Seeing that the phone was disconnected, the leader of the devil squadron shook it out again, but he still couldn't get through.
The leader of the Devil Squadron ordered: "Communication soldier, go out and check the phone line quickly!"
Soon, under the protection of three gun-wielding devils, two devil communication soldiers followed the telephone line to the direction of the brigade headquarters.
"boom!"
"boom!"
When the devil who was checking the phone line cautiously stepped out of the trench, gunshots rang out in the darkness.