The highest point of the ridge is on the south slope.

It is almost two miles away from the Japanese machine gun position. Unless the Japanese deliberately raise the machine gun and shoot it into the sky, bullets will definitely not be able to hit here.

It is naturally a good place to avoid Japanese artillery bombardment and face the gentle slope in the direction of Japanese artillery bombardment.

A gray figure lying on the ground on the edge.

As a reserve team, Luo Fuguilian, except for a platoon arranged to guard the west, most of them lay here and watched the Japanese shellings north.

The atmosphere surrounded by the Japanese was very depressing.

Li Xianglian was guarding the cliff to the south.

The Japanese in the squadron in the south seemed to have no intention of attacking. They hid among the rocks on the ridges in the distance, preventing the people on the ridges from breaking south.

Although the Japanese left few troops, the Ninth Battalion wanted to break south. After going down the cliff, the first thing they faced was this group of Japanese who had already occupied favorable terrain.

Without the advantage of heavy firepower, the Japanese who are well-trained, well-equipped and have good geographical advantages will not be able to attack even if the entire battalion is filled in.

By the same token, the Japanese under the ridges have no ability to attack on the ridges that occupy more favorable terrain.

Whoever defends the mountainous terrain will be beneficial!

The enemy shelling attack from the north continued.

Everyone knows that as soon as the cannon stops, the machine gun starts to fire.

The next attack by the enemy infantry will be launched.

He Gensheng's busy wounded camp is not far south of the ridgeline.

Among the rocks and shrubs, more than a dozen stone tombs were newly built, and the sacrificed soldiers were buried on the hillside of the sun.

There were not many stones on the mountain, so there was no way to build a grave for each of the sacrificed soldiers.

There were more than a dozen bodies lying among the rocks, with military caps on their faces, dark red on their gray military uniforms, and dark red bandages on some of them were dried up and turned black.

Clusters of shrubs temporarily covered their bodies, blocking the sunlight from the sky in the west.

The missing part of the sunlight was mottled again on the military uniform, golden.

There were still many soldiers in the morning, but now they were separated by heaven and man.

Banxian was shouting to let the prisoners carry stones everywhere.

Judging from the situation of the soldiers who died on the ground, I guess I am preparing to build a large shop for the soldiers who died...

Another stretcher was carried towards the bushes, and the red-eyed little Hongying punched the stone next to her: "I'm so angry..."

Liu Yuanqing, who was leaning against the stone next to him, chatted with Xiao Hongying without a single click.

He always felt that what this girl said was unreliable: "...You eighth lineup is really interesting. Can you be a platoon leader even if you are a girl?"

"We still have an eighteen-year-old team leader!"

Even though he had bleeding a lot, Liu Yuanqing's voice was still full of energy. It seemed that he was in good condition: "Uh...you can really blow..."

"It's not good for me to lie to you..." Xiao Hongying suddenly turned back to the previous topic: "You said, can you really kill other Japanese soldiers by filling water with the Japanese soldiers?"

"Aren't you a platoon leader? Don't even know about infectious diseases?"

"Trip, tuberculosis, leprosy... Do you really think this platoon leader has no knowledge?" The platoon leader Hongying stared with big red eyes: "What is Hu Lie La?"

"A bacteria that we cannot see in our eyes, the Japanese specially developed to deal with things that harm us. Once they spread, they are more terrible than tuberculosis and leprosy..." Liu Yuanqing stopped and looked serious: "It can be said that... it is more powerful than airplane cannons..."

"That's great!" Xiao Hongying seemed to have forgotten the sacrificed warrior. When she heard something stronger than the airplane cannon, her eyes immediately showed stars and almost burst into snot. "If all the Japanese at the foot of the mountain die, how many cannons will they have to seize..."

Seeing this person turning against him is like a book, that thing can kill people at any time! Liu Yuanqing was so dark: "Don't think so beautiful. It would be good to make one-third of the Japanese in the north lose their combat effectiveness. There are military doctors in the Japanese team, so many people cannot die..."

Xiao Hongying was angry: "One death is counting as one more time. You said... If we poisoned the water, would we poison the Japanese under the mountain to death?"

"Don't think about this. The stream is living water, and bacteria will not live long..." Liu Yuanqing's eyes rolled: "Of course, if you can convince Captain Hu to pour the bacteria into the stream, I have a way! However, if you die more, you may be the people along the stream..."

"We can't do anything that poisons the people..."

"Tell me again, this is called bacteria, not poison..."

“Anyway, it’s almost the same…”

"What's the same thing, it's completely different!"

"Hey, you won't have surgery?"

"First aid is done, and it's the military doctor's business..."

"I said, it's just killing the Japanese. How do you think of my platoon?"

“Not very good.”

"Why not?"

"First, your military discipline is scattered, second, the team lacks systematic training, and most people can't even recognize a few. Third, there are problems with the team's personnel configuration, just like old bandits, you can also be the squad leader..."

"Don't talk about me, how good do you think you can be?" Not far away, Old Bandit Qi, who was self-isolating with a squad, couldn't help but sarcastically.

"Bandits are always bandits, and they will be with whoever has a strong power..." Liu Yuanqing curled his lips.

"You know, I'm going to be a Japanese man who is white-skinned and red-hearted. The Japanese who died under my hands are over forty..."

"Do you think you are a hero if you play a conspiracy that cannot be played on the table?"

"It's better than relying on those who dig graves..."

"Commander Sun was digging the tomb of feudal rule, at least he was devoted to fighting the Japanese."

"Hehe, then why don't you follow him to be the National Savior?"

"He threw the Japanese into accomplice as a tiger, of course I won't play with him..."

...

The cannon sound stopped.

No one on the enemy and us can see each other on the position filled with smoke.

The Japanese machine gun began to suppress again.

The various Japanese devils were scattering together. This time, the Japanese learned their lesson and were not moving along the mountain road.

The engineers cleared mines in the smoke in front of the gunpowder.

The infantry followed closely behind, carefully approaching southward step by step.

As long as you can attack the highest point of the ridge two miles away before dark, it will be much easier to directly crush the eighth route on the ridge into powder!

Hu Yi held up the telescope without giving any orders.

Obviously, the enemy is pressing step by step with the cover of gunpowder.

As long as you can defend the edge position in front of the black, you can slip down the valley from the west of the cliff.

As for the subsequent situation, no one could predict it.

Most of the Japanese went north, and the number of Japanese people in the valley to the west was definitely not too large.

Relying on the bullet base that is not inferior to the Japanese, and the large number of "automatic weapons" thug guns in the team, there should be no problem breaking through the Japanese defense line in the west on moonlit night.

...

On a ridge to the south.

Nearly a hundred tired blue soldiers lying on the verge of the silence.

The colonel battalion commander was holding a telescope and saw a large number of Japanese soldiers heading east.

The mortar bombarded on the ridge behind the Japanese team and the machine guns fired together. It seemed that the intensity of the battle was definitely not small.

The adjutant frowned and analyzed: "...Listen to the sound of cannons and machine guns, the Japanese who participated in the attack, at least one brigade..."

"Have the people sent to the scout come back?"

"Not that fast!" The adjutant shook his head and suddenly had an idea: "Will the General Staff be surrounded by the Japanese on the ridge?"

The colonel put down the telescope and frowned: "This matter is strange. Seven or eight hundred Japanese devils left the battlefield and went east, which means that the battle on the ridge should be almost over..."

"What should we do now?"
Chapter completed!