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Wang Zheng had a good fortune, but other Sichuan soldiers did not have such a good fortune.
After a dozen Japanese bombers dived and fired several rounds, at least one-third of the Sichuan soldiers who raised their guns and fired into the air fell. A full infantry battalion of more than 600 people had only less than 400 people left.
The Japanese bomber group's dive and strafing lasted for half an hour.
Half an hour later, a dozen Japanese bombers flapped their wings and roared away.
Then, before the Sichuan soldiers on Damu Mountain could take a breath, the Japanese infantry on standby at the foot of the mountain pounced on them again.
¡°Moreover, the Japanese who attacked this time were no longer a small team, but a full squadron, nearly two hundred Japanese!
Nearly two hundred Japanese infantrymen opened up a wavy skirmish line, holding bright bayonets, and bent down to the top of Damu Mountain.
Seeing this posture, Wang Zheng knew that the Japanese were going to fight tooth and nail.
At that moment, Wang Zheng shouted: "Don't shoot yet, wait until you get closer before shooting!"
There is not much ammunition left. In order to save bullets, we can only shoot closer.
Time passed slowly in the suffocating waiting, and the footsteps of the Japanese could even be heard.
Soon, the Japs were less than a hundred meters away from the defensive position on the top of the mountain, almost there!
"Hit!" Wang Zheng gave the order, and at the same time he turned the twenty-ring box cannon in his hand and fired a long burst, and the dense bullets were poured down the hillside in a fan shape.
If the box gun is not connected to a holster, the effective range is less than 100 meters.
But the effective range is less than 100 meters, which does not mean that the box gun has a range of less than 100 meters!
In fact, the bullets of the box gun are still lethal when it reaches four to five hundred meters, but they have no accuracy, so it is difficult to shoot accurately.
But now, there¡¯s no need to aim at all.
Wang Zheng shot over with a long shot, and the two Japanese soldiers fell to the ground.
The remaining more than 300 officers and soldiers of the whole battalion also stood up from their foxholes or trenches, raised their guns and fired.
The dense bullets poured down the hillside like raindrops, and the Japanese fell down in rows.
The Japs behind them lay down one after another on the hillside and started shooting with the Sichuan soldiers. The Japs' marksmanship was much better than that of the Sichuan soldiers. Therefore, even though the Sichuan soldiers had foxholes or trenches to hide in, they still had to hide in foxholes or trenches. They were hit but still couldn't gain much upper hand, and casualties soon appeared.
But that's not the worst.
The exchange of fire between the two sides lasted for less than two minutes, and the Japanese's supporting firepower caught up.
Two Type 92 heavy machine guns and four crooked-handled light machine guns were set up on two earthbags halfway up the mountain, and they fired fiercely at the defensive position on the top of the mountain.
Furthermore, the Japanese grenade team quickly followed up.
In addition to the grenade team, there are even two rocket launcher teams.
A few rows of grenades came over, and the four crooked guns of the Sichuan Army were destroyed. The only Type 92 heavy machine gun was blown into a pile of scrap metal by the Japanese rockets.
Under the firepower of the Japanese machine guns, the Sichuan army was completely suppressed.
Taking this opportunity, the Japanese infantry who had been suppressed jumped up one after another and charged towards the mountain again with bayonets in hand.
In the blink of an eye, the Japanese infantry were less than fifty meters away from the top of the mountain. At this time, the shooting range of the supporting firepower on the left and right wings was affected. In order to avoid accidentally injuring their own infantry, they stopped shooting.
But the Sichuan troops on the top of the mountain had no chance to fire back.
Because the distance of fifty meters has already entered the throwing distance of the grenade.
The Japanese lieutenant leading the team gave an order, and the dozens of Japanese infantrymen who rushed in front took off their grenades, knocked them hard on their helmets, and then threw them towards the top of the mountain.
Nearly fifty grenades fell overwhelmingly and exploded violently.
Clouds of smoke and dust immediately rose from the Sichuan Army's defensive position.
Wang Zheng knew that the last moment had arrived and he had to fight hard!
At that moment, Wang Zheng handed over the twenty-ring box cannon to his left hand. He reached behind his back with his right hand and removed the ghost-headed knife that was stuck diagonally behind his back. He then jumped out of the trench with the gun in his left hand and the knife in his right hand.
After jumping out of the trench, Wang Zheng raised his hand and shot down a Japanese soldier, then shouted: "Brothers, kill!"
The Sichuan army officers and soldiers guarding the trenches or foxholes carried rifles with bayonets in hand and launched a fierce counterattack against the Japanese.
In the blink of an eye, a fierce hand-to-hand battle broke out between the two sides on the top of the mountain.
??"You bitch, you'll die for me!" Wang Zheng cut off half of a Japanese devil's head with a knife in his backhand.
The next moment, Wang Zheng felt a sharp pain in his lower back. When he looked down anxiously, he saw the tip of a knife protruding from his left rib. Without even looking, he knew that a Japanese soldier had succeeded in sneak attack from behind. .
"Ah" Wang Zheng roared loudly and shot behind him with his backhand.
The Japanese who attacked behind him were shot in the face immediately, and fell to the ground without saying a word.
Wang Zheng threw away the ghost-headed knife in his right hand, turned his hand behind his back and pulled out the bayonet, and blood suddenly shot out in streams.
Under the severe pain, Wang Zheng screamed like a pig, and threw the bayonet forward, hitting a Japanese second lieutenant in the throat. The Japanese second lieutenant immediately covered his throat, hissed, and fell to the ground. .
Wang Zheng stared with blood-red eyes, roared loudly, and fired continuously.
In the blink of an eye, two more Japs fell to Wang Zheng's gun and were killed on the spot.
When Wang Zheng was about to fire again, he suddenly felt a slight numbness in his left hand. He looked carefully and saw that his left hand had been cut off at the wrist. The left palm and the twenty-ring box cannon fell to the ground.
But it was a Japanese second lieutenant who cut off Wang Zheng's left hand with a straight slash.
"Ah" Wang Zheng screamed more and more sadly, then turned around and bumped into the Japanese second lieutenant.
The Japanese second lieutenant struck again with his backhand. There was a popping sound, and the sharp saber had penetrated Wang Zheng's abdomen.
Wang Zheng screamed even louder, but he continued to rush forward, stretched out his only right hand to hug the Japanese Lieutenant, and then opened his mouth and bit the Japanese Lieutenant's neck.
"Ah" The Japanese second lieutenant screamed in pain.
While screaming, the Japanese second lieutenant twisted the saber in his hand. In an instant, Wang Zheng's abdominal cavity was crushed to a pulp, and the internal organs and intestines in the abdominal cavity were also crushed to a pulp.
Wang Zheng, however, bit the side of the Japanese Lieutenant's neck tightly and refused to let go.
After a long while, the Japanese second lieutenant finally pushed Wang Zheng away, but the price was that a large piece of flesh was torn off from his neck, the common artery on the side of the neck was also torn, and blood spurted out in spurts.
When he was dying, Wang Zheng looked around at the defensive position on the top of the mountain and saw that less than ten Sichuan troops were still standing.
"But the Japs couldn't take any advantage. Only a few of the two hundred Japs who had stormed the top of the mountain were left.
"What a bastard!" Wang Zheng cursed in a low voice and took his last breath. Only a pair of eyes widened, seeming to express the unwillingness in his heart. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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