"Test!" Yang Zheng gave the order and took the lead in pulling the trigger.

The m2 Bronning heavy machine gun, which stood like a monster, immediately let out a dull roar.

A dazzling tongue of flame instantly rushed towards the Japanese infantry in front of him.

The first thing to be affected was a Japanese flag bearer carrying a plaster flag on the bayonet. In an instant, the Japanese flag bearer's body had been torn to pieces by a caliber heavy machine gun bullet.

The flame whip continued to sweep, and more Japanese men's bodies were torn to pieces.

Seeing the Japanese after the ones being torn apart, Yang Zheng felt unprecedented comfort.

Although the smoke of gunpowder had already made him cry, Yang Zheng still had his eyes wide open and roared unconsciously while pulling the trigger and firing violently.

"Puff puff puff puff...click!"

A 300 round link was quickly finished.

Li Yueshen, who was kneeling on one knee, immediately buckled a new bullet link into the ammunition supply trough.

But at this moment, a grenade dropped from the sky with a short roar.

"Boom!" The landing point of the grenade was less than three meters away from Li Yueshen. The air waves generated by the explosion instantly overturned Li Yueshen and Yang Zheng to the ground.

Fortunately, Yang Zheng has no major problems.

But his head was a little dizzy, and he sat up from the ground and shook his head twice, and Yang Zheng regained consciousness.

There was no time to observe Li Yueshen's life and death, so Yang Zheng squatted behind the m2 Bolanging heavy machine gun again.

Fortunately, the quality of the m2 Bronning heavy machine gun is very reliable. Unless the 50mm caliber grenade hits directly, it is not enough to cause too much damage to it.

After a moment of silence, m2 Bolanging fired again.

The Japanese rushing towards him fell down one after another.

But the good times didn't last long, and a link was quickly finished.

"Ammunition hand, come on an ammunition hand!" Yang Zheng shouted twice, but no one responded.

Looking around, Li Yueshen was still lying face down in the trench, silently not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Deputy Commander Yu Qi had just fired his gun in the fox pit in front of the left, and now he was lying on the edge of the fox pit without any sound.

Several other staff officers were not seen either.

It seemed that Yang Zheng was the only one left in the entire position.

At this time, it was too late to reload the heavy machine gun with a link, because the Japanese had rushed to the front.

With a wail, Yang Zheng picked up two mk2 grenades from the side and rushed out of the trench, preparing to die with the Japanese.

After holding on to the position these days, welcoming batches of supplementary soldiers and sending away groups of comrades. Yang Zheng felt that it was enough. After all, he was still flesh and blood, and he could no longer bear it mentally.

At this moment, Yang Zheng just wanted to die with the Japanese and ask for some fun.

"Little Japanese, I'm going to die, you eighteen ancestors!" Yang Zheng roared loudly, holding two grenades and rushed forward.

The Japanese who rushed over from the opposite side naturally would not choose to die with him. In an instant, dozens of 38-large bulbs were aimed at Yang Zheng.

At this moment, Yang Zheng suddenly tripped under his feet and fell to the ground.

The Japanese's spearheaded guns were immediately shot out, but Yang Zheng was completely unscathed.

The two grenades that Yang Zheng raised in his hand were thrown out by him. The security of the grenade was pulled out, and after it landed, it exploded, and more than a dozen Japanese were blown up in an instant.

After turning over, Yang Zheng sat up from the ground and pulled out the bayonet from his waist.

Just as Yang Zheng was about to fight the Japanese for the final battle, gunfire sounded.

"Dadada..." Thomson's submachine gun roared in a row, mixed with the muffled sound of the Galand rifle when it fired, and the roar of the m1941 light machine gun.

The next moment, dense ballistics roared past both sides of Yang Zheng's body, and instantly intertwined into a dense fire net. Where the fire net was covered, the Japanese soldiers fell down like chopped wheat.

What's going on? Yang Zheng turned around in a daze and saw that the black national army had poured into the position.

There were at least four or five hundred national troops pouring into the position, and most of the more than one hundred national commandos rushed in front were carrying Thomson's submachine guns.

Although the accuracy of Thomson's submachine gun is not as accurate as a rifle and not strong lethal, the intensity of firepower output is far better than any rifle, and it is invincible within 200 meters.

In the blink of an eye, the battlefield situation was completely reversed.

...

Two kilometers away, the front-line observation post of the 18th Division of the Japanese Army.

Ryoya Mudaguchi and Kenji Otsuki held up a telescope and were observing the battle situation on the battlefield ahead.

Seeing the officers and soldiers of the 3rd Battalion of the 124th Infantry Regiment pouring into the defensive positions of the National Army like a tide, the heart that Otsuki Kenji finally fell back into his stomach.

Mudaguchi Ryoya finally showed a smile on his face.

"Yo Xi." Mudaguchi Ryo also said, "Mr. Otsuki, you can send a telegram to the commander, saying that the Mitela defense line has been broken through by my 18th Division..."

As soon as he was halfway through his words, Mutaguchi Ryoya's voice suddenly stopped.

It's like being choked by someone, and the sound behind it can never be made again.

Mudaguchi Ryokawa also looked ahead in surprise, because he suddenly discovered that the Japanese soldiers who had just rushed into the defense position of the National Army suddenly fell down like weeds that had been cut down, lying down.

"Baga, what's going on?" Mutaguchi Ryokawa also sighed like a dream.

The Otsuki Kenji next to him also had a terrifying expression. Is this the national army counterattack?

The question is, how could the Kuomintang army still have the ability to counterattack? The Kuomintang army's troops have long been exhausted!

If the National Army had a reserve team, the front would not have been so passive, because after several attacks in the previous period, the 124th Infantry Regiment almost broke through the National Army's position.

No matter how proud the commander of the National Army was, he would not dare to leave the reserve team until this time.

Unless...unless the commander of the National Army has transferred reinforcements from another place!

Reinforcements? Where did reinforcements come from? Or were they transferred from the country?

Kenji Otsuki's heart instantly sank to the bottom of the Jiuyou Valley, and he had a very bad premonition. This attack may fail again!

Otsuki Kenji's worries quickly turned into cruel facts.

In terms of firepower of military light weapons, the Japanese army was at an absolute disadvantage.

Faced with the intensive submachine guns and automatic rifles firepower of the National Army, the Japanese-equipped Type 38 rifle that had to pull the bolt of the gun was unable to resist.

Within half a minute of shooting, more than half of the Japanese army had suffered casualties.

On the other hand, the national army on the opposite side had less than 200 casualties.

So, the remaining Japanese soldiers finally couldn't bear the pressure and instinctively turned around and retreated.

At first it was just a soldier, and then it spread out quickly. In the end, all the Japanese soldiers who could still run turned around and ran back frantically. After they were defeated, the decline of the Japanese soldiers was not much better than that of the national army.
Chapter completed!