Bang...

A crisp and loud shot suddenly broke the silence on the river.

The Japanese bridge-building engineer who pulled the rope diagonally to prevent the floating bridge from being washed away by the river were suddenly fallen.

Ten rifles suddenly appeared on the river bank.

Gunshots rang out, and all the targets were aimed at the Japanese engineers who built the bridge...

Four pheasant neck heavy machine guns that covered the Japanese engineers, and more than ten light machine guns opened fire immediately.

He continued to suppress the firepower at the Eighth Route Position where he had just fired.

Follow.

The mortars that the Japanese had already prepared had begun to shoot at the east.

boom...

Sand and soil shrapnel splashed everywhere, and a pillar of gunpowder took off.

Each group of more than ten mortars immediately formed dense artillery fire.

The Eighth Route Position located on the East River Dike was blown up to dust.

Over and over again, the sandbag positions arranged by the Eighth Route Army on the river bank across the river were bombarded.

The entire river embankment in the east and the entire river bank was covered with smoke.

Mortars were firing continuously, and shells were roaring.

The light and heavy machine guns extended wildly, shooting back and forth towards the river bank line.

The Japanese engineer shouted to speed up the progress of building bridges, piled piles on the shore to fix the trapped ropes, and the wooden boards that were constantly thrown into the river continued to extend to the opposite shore.

On the other side of the river...

Li Xiang led the mortar group to the anti-aircraft hole on the back slope of the Tibetan river embankment, feeling the tremors coming from the ground, and the Japanese machine gun bullets above his head roared.

Hu Yi had already given him an order: "After the battle starts, quickly knock down the Japanese 92 infantry cannon!"

Li Xiang understood Hu Yi's meaning. If the Japanese infantry cannons were not destroyed, the artillery tower would definitely not be protected, and the Japanese mortars would not pose any threat to the artillery tower.

The purpose of leaving the artillery tower is to deal with the low-altitude strafing of the Japanese planes.

Otherwise, the Japanese planes would be allowed to rage.

The shelling ended.

Only the Japanese machine guns were left to keep firing.

Observation Post: "The puppet army began to assemble, and the troops were divided into three groups to prepare to cross the river..."

The messenger shouted: "Get out of the anti-aircraft cannon, go to the position..."

"The puppet army was not allowed to open fire if it did not reach the center of the river..."

"Pitch grenades first, rifle shooting, machine gun fire temporarily."

"Let them live a little longer..."

"Let's see them be ducks in the river later..."

The previous pursuit of the Japanese left more than 200 corpses in the Eighth Route Army, but many were injured.

The squadron of the chariot commanding the offensive detours south.

The Japanese Captain who took over the command did not intend to let the noble imperial soldiers cross the river and die.

If you can become a captain, you will naturally understand the key points of military tactics that can attack halfway through.

Therefore, he directly ordered the city defense forces following behind to act as cannon fodder for the attack.

The pseudo-city defense commander fought many battles, and he knew very well that the Eighth Route Army must be hidden behind the river bank.

When the chief officer of a unit began to find ways to preserve his strength, the combat effectiveness of this unit had basically disappeared.

But he didn't dare to blatantly order his subordinates to jump into the river.

So much so that except for a few officials, they received the order from the pseudo-city defense commander to protect their lives.

Most of the puppet troops took it for granted that the Eighth Route Army was vulnerable.

In the sun, there seemed to be no one on the river bank that had just been bombarded across the river.

Because, no one was seen flapping a gun.

The puppet army who had been following the Japanese to fight the battles with the wind was bullying the weak and fearing the strong.

Although he did not have the experience of being a pioneer in fighting tough guys, he saw that the Imperial Army had a fierce firepower.

He immediately screamed like chicken blood, preparing to rush across the river and start a massacre of the Eighth Route Army.

Under the cover of the Japanese machine gun fire, the puppet troops divided into three groups and boarded the bridge almost at the same time.

There are naturally smart people in the puppet army. The Eighth Route Army took down the opposite artillery tower and did not leave. He didn't believe that the bridge would be so easy to pass!

The palms holding the rifle were full of sweat, and they hid silently behind the puppet troops in front.

I was praying in my heart that the Eighth Route Army bullets would not hit the brothers in front of me...

How long can I walk on a bridge that is more than 20 meters long?

After the sandbag that was half-scattered on the river bank, in the gap between the Japanese machine guns, rifles suddenly stretched out, and black muzzles flashed...

Bang bang bang bang...

The distance is forty or fifty meters, there is no need to aim at all...

A voice shouted in the rain of bullets: "Beat... beat me hard..."

Grenades after grenades were thrown onto the stone bridge...

Screams began to appear one after another. The puppet troops on the bridge paused on the spot, and then slowly tilted their bodies into the river. The puppet troops immediately lay on the ground on the stone bridge deck, which was more than five meters wide. One of them raised their guns and fought back on the river bank.

The puppet army who had just stepped onto the bridge turned around and climbed back desperately.

The grenades thrown onto the bridge began to explode, and one puppet army after another began to fall into the river...

The same scene happened on the simple floating bridge, the only difference was that no one fell into the river... just rolled directly into the river.

The lieutenant of the Japanese supervising the formation behind the attacking team was furious. As long as the vanguard of the city defense force was not afraid of death, the Eighth Route Rifle could at most kill the front several times, and within three seconds, he could completely rush to the opposite river embankment to start a meat battle with the Eighth Route!

It only takes three seconds to win, but these cowards didn't dare to rush.

And there are people who dare to retreat.

The lieutenant pulled out the southern pistol and pulled the bolt...

Bo... He fired a shot at the back of a puppet army crawling back.

Seeing that a brother was being rectified on the spot, the other puppet troops immediately did not dare to climb back. The puppet troops on the bridge did not hesitate and turned over and fell into the river...

All fools know that the battle is fierce at this time, and the Eighth Route Army will definitely not have the energy to hit the water dog!

The puppet army machine guns also began to clamor to cover the brothers lying on the bridge.

After the grenade explosion, the gunshots of the Eighth Route Army stopped...

When the battle was in full swing, the Japanese fighter plane flew over the river...

A very strange scene happened, and the fighter didn't fire at all...

Only the Japanese were left, and the puppet army machine guns continued to shoot fiercely at the river embankment like rain...

Immediately, a Japanese engineer jumped into the river to repair the buoyant pontoon bridge that was blown up...

The gunfire did not stop, but the first attack of the puppet army had been declared over.

On the Ninth Camp position, the dead soldiers were dragged behind the river bank.

More than a dozen soldiers were shot in the head, their bodies were twitching, and blood was coming out of their mouths. They turned a deaf ear to their comrades holding him next to them, staring at the sky with wide eyes, and their eyes were full of reluctance...

It was obvious that a soldier was holding his comrades' clothes with his arm, and seemed to want to say something, but he couldn't say it...

A warrior who even got his brain-battered was not dead, and he was still muttering...

Either it is not injured or seriously injured!

The soldier leaning behind the river bank quietly looked at his comrades next to him.

Still, some people subconsciously engrave regular words that will never be finished on the stock.

Luo Fugui was responsible for fighting the enemy coming from the pontoon bridge in the north.

When he attacked the puppet army just now, he was not even interested in looking at it.

I don’t want to know how many puppet troops were killed.

There was no comfort to the wounded before his death.
Chapter completed!