Commander Lu Jingrong was on the position of the Second Battalion and watched the Japanese send two infantry squadrons to rush over from the left and right wings.

He began to feel bitter in his mouth: the Japanese commander opposite had seen his weaknesses clearly.

The Japanese knew that the Second Battalion was now in decline, so sending an infantry squadron would be enough to give the Second Battalion a fatal blow.

Now he sent two infantry squadrons to attack from both wings, making it more difficult for the Second Battalion, which was already insufficient in force, to defend.

Although the Japanese were still three hundred meters away, Commander Lu also ordered the fire to open.

He really had no confidence that he would wait until the Japanese infantry rushed to a distance of 100 meters before firing, just like when he seized the twelve-heavy machine guns.

This time, the number of Japanese devils was half higher, while their firepower was 70% lower and their troops were 50%.

This battle is really impossible to fight!

If it weren't for the surprise troops of Battalion Commander Wei in the distance, Commander Lu would have ordered a dispersed breakthrough at this time!

The attack speed of Takamotoren Infantry Squadron was very fast, and the attack speed of Hatada Infantry Squadron was not slow. The two infantry squadrons were originally in line with each other.

Their formation looked down from the sky like two large pliers, heading towards the second battalion's position.

"This time they never have a chance?" said Villad Fred, a British military observer on the airship, sighing.

The fighting will of the following national army amazed him, and his tenacious fighting style made him feel incredible.

He had just thought: If the MPs in the British Parliament had half of these soldiers' spirit of daring to fight, the Japanese would not dare to be so rampant.

American Amini also sighed and stopped talking.

During the period when they had just rested, the smoke of gunpowder on the second camp's position had disappeared, and they could clearly see the current situation of the second camp from a high place.

There were more than a hundred soldiers who were not injured, and the majority were injured.

More than a hundred more soldiers died in battle, and the bodies of those soldiers were posed in a large square formation on the ground.

These people watched the national army fight from a neat team of more than 600 people to the point where there are only more than 100 remaining soldiers.

According to the general military theory, if a team suffers 80% of the casualties, they will have to retreat and rest.

The casualties of a team reached 70%, and the soldiers had not yet retreated, even if they were strictly disciplined and strong troops.

The team below suffered more than 70% casualties, and the entire team is still fighting. What kind of team is this?

Iron Army! Steel Army!

Aso Saburo predicted again and again, and was slapped in the face again and again.

This time he could not help but say, "Mr. Vilad is right! The following national army is over."

Finally, he added with emotion: "They should be done too."

Yes: This team of 600 people has been a miracle in the rotation of the Japanese infantry brigade and a cavalry gang.

Only Ross felt that if the following team was completely wiped out by the Japanese army now, this miracle would be imperfect.

German military observer Romario smiled: "Miracles always come from legends, and there are no miracles in reality."

Soviet military observer Maxim suddenly said: "I still stick to my point of view just now, and the Japanese army was defeated.

You didn't see this team of surprise soldiers wandering outside, with four mortars and a large number of shells.

There are also three infantry squads who sent so many machine guns and grenade launchers.

What is that magical team doing?

Are you traveling? They are quickly approaching the Japanese army, which is to carry out a cover bombing of the Japanese army after getting close."

Maxim told Wei Mingyang's plan in one breath.

Although Saburo Aso was unwilling to believe it, he instinctively felt that what he said made sense.

After Maxim finished speaking, all the military observers stopped talking.

These people are all experienced officers, at least with military service qualifications.

It’s not Xiaobai who doesn’t know anything. If the team on the periphery is using artillery fire to suppress the Japanese attack.

They believed that the troops below could hold on for a while, but the initial bombing of that team was too fast and probably used up the shells.

Yes! They have no shells!

Aso Saburo's expression, who was originally worried, suddenly became cheerful: "Mr. Maxim, the base number of each mortar is twenty-four.

Even if they carry ammunition base more than twice the number today, do you think there will be shells left after the intensive bombing just now?"

This is indeed a problem!

Without the mortar shells, the magical team below could no longer be proud.

Maxim did not expect that he would ignore the issue of ammunition supply and fell silent all of a sudden.

Aso Saburo said excitedly with a hint of mocking red on his face: "Drive the main position of the National Army first, and then kill this small team again.

None of them wants to run away, they all have to die, they all have to die!"

When Wei Mingyang led the guards and platoon to advance quickly, he could see two teams of Japanese soldiers rushing towards the position of the Second Battalion.

Smoke of gunfire and gunfire.

Everyone saw that the position was in danger, and Yang Xinghuo shouted: "Battery Commander!"

Yang Xinghuo fired at least thirty shells just now, and now he is a qualified artillery soldier, at least that's what he thinks himself.

Seeing the Japanese rampant, the brothers in the Second Battalion were breathless.

Yang Xinghuo wanted to put down his mortar and set up a position on the spot, and began to bomb.

Wei Mingyang just responded: "If you are worried, hurry up."

"How far are we still running?" asked Platoon Commander Li.

"Five hundred meters away from the Japanese brigade! Four hundred meters away from the Japanese defense line." Wei Mingyang answered clearly.

Knowing the battalion commander's goal, Platoon Commander Li said: "Battleman Commander, please take your brothers up first, and leave four of these mules and horses to bring them over."

Mules and horses are not humans!

No matter how intense the battle ahead is, they are still walking leisurely at the same speed.

"good!"

Wei Mingyang agreed and his steps were much faster, and the soldiers of the entire guard platoon also accelerated the charge.

After rushing to the expected position, four mortar bases hit the ground heavily and placed the cannon body.

Wei Mingyang shouted: "Mortar team, adjust the shooting parameters. The other soldiers operate grenade launchers to shoot at the Japanese.

The machine gun continued to advance 150 meters and shot at the Japanese on the defense."

Grenade launcher is the fastest, and the adjustment parameters of this thing are entirely based on the feel. After the battalion commander issued the order, three soldiers immediately started to operate.

Boom! Boom! The explosion began to sound in the team of Panasonic Daejeon.

Wei Mingyang said loudly: "The mortar muzzle is aimed at the Japanese at the angle of 37:2. The shells are loaded without adding extended range medicine packs, and they start shooting."

"Dong!Dong!Dong!"
Chapter completed!