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The fighting between the two sides lasted for more than an hour.
The Japanese soldiers, after paying an extremely heavy price, finally gained a firm foothold on the first line of defense.
However, no matter how they charged, they were unable to tear open the second line of defense.
Helpless, the casualties of the Japanese army were too great, so they could only let the Japanese army behind them take over their defense area, and let the new Japanese offensive troops continue their previous attack on the Eighth Route Army's defense line.
Jiro Kuroyama learned that after breaking through the first line of defense, the enemy actually had a second line of defense, and he was depressed for a long time.
However, he quickly calmed down and ordered his other troops to continue pushing forward step by step, continuing the unfinished attack of the previous unit.
This kind of attack by the Japanese army had no intervals at all. It was just wave after wave, round after round, without giving the Eighth Route Army any chance to breathe.
At this time, on the joint defense line composed of the First and Second Regiments of the Eighth Route Army, they had less than 2,000 soldiers who could still fight.
In just over six hours of fighting, they suffered more than half casualties.
It can be imagined how violent the Japanese attack was.
Bai Yaowen and Xie Wenbin were already gathered together at this time.
And their soldiers also gathered from the trenches to the rear, ready to retreat.
After the waves of Japanese attacks were defeated by them, they received orders from the rear. Let them make an opening in their position and let the little devil in.
"The order is given, let's go."
Bai Yaowen wiped the blood from his face and said.
Xie Wenbin nodded and said: "Okay, you retreat first, and our group will come to the rear."
"Damn it, mother-in-law, just toss a coin and decide."
Bai Yaowen cursed and took out a piece of ocean from his waist.
"good."
Xie Wenbin said.
This is a method often used between him and Bai Yaowen.
After looking at Xie Wenbin, Bai Yaowen said: "Guess the word or the head?"
"Head."
Xie Wenbin said without thinking.
With his fingers, the ocean bullet flew into the sky. Bai Yaowen clasped it in his hand and opened it to take a look.
"Come on, our team will cover."
After saying that, he looked at Xie Wenbin with some pride.
Xie Wenbin glanced at the coin in his hand and said angrily: "Damn it, did you cheat?"
"Be a fool and leave quickly. I will lead you to the rear."
Bai Yaowen kicked him on the butt and said.
The soldiers of the first regiment quickly retreated to the side and rear under the leadership of Xie Wenbin.
When Bai Yaowen saw their troops withdrawing, he said to the soldiers next to him: "Go and inform the brothers in the county brigade and district brigade to ask them to withdraw from their defensive positions as well."
"yes!!"
As the two soldiers spoke, they took advantage of the cover of the night and ran wildly into the distance.
One of the soldiers ran wildly towards the county brigade¡¯s defensive position.
He ran wildly for more than ten minutes in the darkness before arriving at the county brigade¡¯s defensive position.
At this time, it was pitch black and nothing could be seen.
Under the moonlight, you can see many corpses neatly arranged at the rear of the position.
Those were all guerrillas who died in the battle, and some of them were soldiers drawn from the regular army.
The soldier shouted softly: "Hey, is anyone still breathing? The regiment leader told you to retreat."
He shouted while walking towards the direction of the position.
But after jumping into the position, no one responded to him.
The soldier was stunned for a long time, and then began to repeat the order to retreat along the trench filled with corpses.
However, he shouted for a long time, but no one responded to him.
After a long time, he suddenly realized.
Everyone on this position has died in the battle with the Japanese army.
He sat down on the ground, tears flowing down uncontrollably.
Bai Yaowen and his soldiers also began to withdraw from the position one after another.
Of course, before leaving, they did not forget to leave some gifts for the little devils on the battlefield.
For example, some bombs, or landmines, booby traps, etc.
On the way to retreat, Bai Yaowen saw the soldiers who were going to notify the county brigade and district squad, and ran over in a hurry.
"How is it? Have the comrades from the county brigade and district brigade retreated?"
Bai Yaowen asked.
The soldier wiped away his tears and choked up: "Captain, they they were all killed on the battlefield. I looked, and there was no one alive."
"What?"
Bai Yaowen asked in shock, and then looked at the flank position where the county brigade was stationed.
After a long while, he stood up straight and saluted an extremely solemn military salute in that direction.
At this time, the Japanese brigade on the side was approaching the defensive position of the county brigade.
In fact, not everyone in this position died.
In a foxhole, two wounded soldiers were the last soldiers on this position.
Both of them were seriously injured, and they didn't even have the strength to moan.
"However, there are many grenades tied to them.
This is the grenade they used their last strength to tie to their bodies.
At this time, these grenades were covered by their bodies.
If the Japanese army rushes to the position, the more than ten grenades they carry will kill them together with the Japanese army.
With this thought in mind, their fingers were firmly placed on the grenade's cord.
The Japanese captain on the flank asked his more than 400 soldiers to launch another round of attack.
In fact, before launching this attack, they launched five attacks on the position in front.
Every time they attacked, they suffered many casualties.
But even so, he still did not choose to retreat. Instead, he went to the rear, asked for support from the two squadrons, and continued to attack this position.
In the last round of attack, the enemy's resistance was already very weak.
But the morale of the Japanese offensive troops, which suffered heavy casualties, was also very low.
Now, they have finally been organized again. There are more than 1,300 elite Japanese soldiers. Now there are only more than 400 soldiers who can launch a charge.
With the help of the cover of darkness, they quickly approached the Eighth Route Army's defensive position.
But this time, they did not hear the gunfire. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com