"That old devil Takeuchi is on top today."

Inside the Yu Division headquarters, Liao Mingyu was closely watching the situation along the river with a telescope. The Japanese shelling was still continuing, but compared to the morning, the density and frequency of their shelling were gradually decreasing.

"Signal Corps! Contact the guard camp immediately and ask how the situation is at Zhongba Beach."

"yes!"

The situation upstream is now serious. Wounded soldiers are constantly being transported from the front. Yu Division's field hospital is already full of wounded. Liao Mingyu has to ask the veterinarian's medical company to come with him to help.

Liao Mingyu finally let Dong Dao rush over with the guard battalion. He looked at Yu Xiaoqing next to him, who had a livid face and said nothing, and couldn't help but sigh.

Division Yu is now suffering heavy casualties. The entire third regiment has been basically wiped out, and the two main regiments directly in front of them are not doing well either.

The Japanese army deployed three brigades on the sewer line position and launched assaults in batches from several directions. The artillery of both sides was in full swing bombarding each other's infantry. However, the Yu Division's artillery battalion was obviously in a passive state and was suppressed by the Japanese army.

sharp.

Meng Fanlie, Xing Fuquan and others led the Second Battalion of the Sichuan Army and cooperated with the two main regiments of the Yu Division in a bloody battle on the front line of Jiang Defense. They had lost count of how many times they had repelled the Japanese attacks. However, the entire sewer line position was still

Like a piece of iron, no matter how hard Japan gnaws at it, it cannot be shaken at all.

"Lao Meng, there are not many bullets here in the Second Company, do you have any more?" Xing Fuquan hunched over and hurriedly ran to Meng Fan's side during the gap between the Japanese attacks.

"There are not many three or four companies left. His uncle needs it from Yu Xiaoqing's troops. The young master is doing part-time work for him. Shouldn't they give him some wages?"

Meng Fan shook the dust off his body and said with a grimace, his eyes slowly looking towards Zhang Lixian who was not far away.

Fortunately, the two main regiments of Yu Division were at the front. The second battalion only had to make up for the holes in the position and maintain the stability of the entire defense line.

From morning to now, we have been fighting for 5.6 hours. We have almost run out of bullets, and the little Japanese on the other side are still attacking non-stop. Are you really not tired?

…

The situation at the launch line position is relatively stable, but the direction of Zhongba Beach is fighting for its life in a sea of ​​blood.

The Japanese army launched a third wave of attacks. This time the density of the Japanese attacks was much higher than the previous two. Chen Jize and the others faced an extremely difficult fight.

Fortunately, with the support of Mi Long and Cui Yong, Li Bing led Yu Xiaoqing's guard battalion and Fan Xiangwu's 300 people also entered the battlefield.

Their firepower was able to suppress the Japanese army. The barrage of more than twenty heavy machine guns blocked the entire beach. The terrifying power and range made the Japanese flee.

Li Liansheng's artillery battalion behind him also continued to output firepower. The Japanese army's third attack never broke within 50 meters of the Sichuan Army's position.

Seeing that they could not attack for a long time, the Japanese army launched a fierce attack. The artillery shells from the rear hit the Zhongba Beach position crazily. The Japanese charged desperately despite the casualties and endured their own artillery fire. This caused the casualties of the Sichuan Army soldiers to soar.

"Thing thump thump... thump thump thump thump...!"

Milong held the M2 heavy machine gun in both hands and kept firing at the yellow figures in front of him. He was fascinated by the huge firepower of Lao Ganma. How could he have time to play Czech style now? There were shell casings piled on the ground under the machine gun.

, he no longer remembers how many little devils he killed.

"Barrel! Change the barrel!"

Milong roared loudly, looking at the slightly red barrel of the gun under the continuous shooting, he realized that he could no longer continue shooting.

The two assistant shooters immediately picked up the new barrel from the side, one disassembled and the other installed it. As soon as they put the new barrel up, several rapid bullets were suddenly fired in front of the formation!

"Whoosh...whoosh"

"Ding! Puff puff puff..."

Milong hurriedly lowered his head and lay down in the trench.

The soldier who was changing the barrel of the gun was shot in the head. The bullet penetrated his helmet crisply and fell down without saying a word.

Another soldier was shot three or four times in a row, and his chest was bloody and bloody.

"Oh shit!"

"Doubian? Doubian! You little bastard, stop pretending to be dead and hurry up and help me move the machine gun!"

Lao Ganma really attracts hatred. This firepower point has been targeted by the little devils. If you don't seize the time to move the opponent's artillery shells, they will attack you later.

"coming!"

Doubi, who was huddled in the corner of the trench, quickly crawled over. The bloody scene on the battlefield frightened the little guy, but when he heard the cry of the mysterious dragon, he still bravely rushed over.

"call out…"

Just as Milong was about to remove the machine gun from the gun mount, he suddenly heard the sound of a burst of incoming artillery shells.

"Get out of the way!"

Without any time to think, he pushed Doubian who was moving the bracket over, but he didn't have time to lie down.

"Boom!" A mortar shell exploded in front of the machine gun. The M2 heavy machine gun was blown into two pieces, and he was also blown away like a kite with a broken string, and fell heavily to the ground!

Doubiang escaped the disaster. He didn't care about his cheek that was scratched by the gravel, and rushed to Milong's side, crawling on the ground.

"Brother Milong? Wake up, Brother Milong... Wuwu."

The upper body of the mythical dragon on the ground was charred black, his eyes were closed tightly and his face was covered in blood. No matter how much he was shaken, he did not react. Doubian was so frightened that he could only cry out.

"Brother!" Yang Danzi, who was firing cold shots not far away, also saw this scene and hurriedly ran over.

Seeing the unconscious Mi Long, Yang Danzi was very anxious, but he was careful and noticed the slightly rising chest, and hurriedly leaned down to feel the Mi Long's breath.

"Brother is still angry! Stop crying and send him to the back quickly!" He slapped Doubiang on the face and Yang Danzi shouted at him.

The two of them worked together to raise the dragon on the ground. The bullets made a popping sound on the sandbags beside the trench, and they could only walk through the traffic trench with difficulty, hunched over.

Doubian was so strong that he directly carried Milong on his back. Yang Danzi shouted loudly: "Medical! Are there any more medics!?"

…

As the battle continues, the casualties on both sides are getting higher and higher. The Sichuan Army's consumption is also very huge. The ammunition has been dwarfed by comparison, and the firepower is obviously not as fierce as it was at the beginning.

A prostrate Japanese soldier saw the right moment, quickly got up and rushed forward, but Chen Jize, who was lying on the trench dozens of meters away, had already aimed at him.

"Bump!" The flying bullet hit his chest instantly, and the Japanese soldier fell to the ground with a plop, lifeless.

A shot knocked him down. Without looking, Chen Jize immediately leaned over and pulled the bolt of the gun. "Oops!" The yellow bullet case ejected, but there was nothing in his magazine.

"Bullets! Who still has bullets!?"

Chen Jize looked around. Several firepower points in the distance had long been extinguished. Most of the surrounding soldiers were huddled in the trenches. Every now and then, they would poke their heads out and fire a shot. Even Li Liansheng's artillery battalion at the rear had stopped shelling. The soldiers' ammunition

There’s not much left!

The Japanese were not much better. There were corpses everywhere on the beach, broken remains everywhere, and there were even more corpses floating on the river in the distance. The shoals on the shore seemed to have been dyed red with blood...

The Japanese in front of the formation were still trying to charge forward. Their attack was also exhausted, but they still persevered in making their last effort.
Chapter completed!