Rise From Eight Hundred

The Japanese army retreated briefly.

The precarious situation was temporarily relieved.

However, the soldiers in the trenches were still tense.

The khaki in the field of vision retreated less than 50 meters, and another khaki pressed up not far away.

The Japanese army actually reinforced its troops again after a wave of attacks.

The Japanese heavy machine guns that had just stopped for a minute sounded again, covering the replenished Japanese infantry to continue moving forward.

As a last resort, the two machine guns and two heavy machine guns in the machine gun fortifications fired at the Japanese heavy machine gun position located 300 meters away, trying to help relieve the pressure on their own infantry.

However, the result of doing so could only lead to the Japanese army on the other side of the creek ready to move.

"The Chinese have only so many heavy firepower points. If they can take care of this side, they will definitely not be able to take care of the other side." Kanda Masatane's eyes covered by the telescope became more and more ferocious. "Order the front line, attack! The Chinese can't hold on any longer."

More than 300 Japanese soldiers suppressed on the bank of the stream jumped into the river under the urging of the long alarm. More than 100 meters away, nearly 200 Japanese soldiers crouched and trotted towards the battlefield.

The machine guns and heavy machine guns on the hill that could fire here were less than half of the previous ones, and it was impossible to form a heavy firepower with a high density of firepower, and it was difficult to suppress the Japanese troops marching in the stream.

And this was just a matter of seconds. Seeing more than 100 Japanese soldiers rushing across the stream, excitedly fell on the river beach, and threw grenades at the Chinese trench 30 meters away, causing a smoke in front of the Chinese trench.

Although the Chinese defenders kept firing in an attempt to suppress them, they were severely obstructed from seeing and could not stop more than 100 people from rushing into the river.

That was also the first time that the Japanese army had so many troops entering the area where bombs could be dropped after suffering nearly a thousand casualties.

The Japanese officers in the rear all smiled.

For the strong Japanese infantry, a distance of 30 meters can be crossed in just five seconds if they charge at full speed.

300 fully armed soldiers, no, even if they lose a little in the charge, 250 people can make the Chinese exhausted.

Especially the Chinese equipped with a large number of pistols, once they enter this hand-to-hand combat mode, they can only be defeated.

The Japanese are proud, and the Chinese are anxious.

"Squad leader, what should we do, the Japanese are coming." Potato looked at the muddy face not far away, and his voice was trembling with nervousness.

He was not a new soldier, but it was the first time he saw murderous Japanese soldiers at such a close distance.

"Don't panic! Ma Lian, you guys, put on the bayonet, Potato, you take my submachine gun, load the bullets, and shoot at the trench when you hear my order. Don't stop until the bullets are used up!" The old soldier squad leader, who had to sit in the trench because of a leg injury, had a serious face, but he was very calm to give orders to the next few soldiers.

Once the Japanese rushed over, they would naturally engage in hand-to-hand combat, which they thought was the most powerful. The veteran had already prepared for the worst. Although he was no longer able to fight hand-to-hand, he had already held a Mauser pistol in his hand and placed two grenades with the caps unscrewed on his side.

In fact, it was not only this infantry squad that had made the final preparations. The rest of the infantry squads and platoons on the battlefield had silently tightened their guns in their hands under the orders of the veterans and officers, ready to face the most brutal battle.

Because no one could retreat.

There was only one trench here, and if it was gone, everything would be gone.

More than 300 Japanese soldiers climbed onto the river bank and threw a total of three waves of grenades towards the trench.

The Japanese melon grenade was light in weight and was mainly used in defensive battles. It was far less offensive than the Chinese-equipped imitation German long-handled grenade with a higher ammunition load and could be thrown farther, but it also had the advantage of being easy to carry.

A single Japanese soldier could carry six grenades during wartime, and the load was much lighter than that of Chinese soldiers, which was naturally more conducive to long-distance marches.

Therefore, even in the charge state, the Japanese soldiers carried two grenades at least, and four at most. Hundreds of grenades were thrown over. Although most of them were thrown outside the trenches, it was still a very thrilling thing under the blessing of numbers.

The Chinese soldiers in the trenches were naturally not to be outdone, and they fought back with grenades.

Grenades can be thrown farther, and most of them exploded in the area where the Japanese were located, but the distance between the Japanese soldiers was very wide, and they were crawling on the ground. Although there were casualties, they were far less than before.

What's more fatal is that before the division of troops, although the two guard battalions had been ordered by Tang Dao to strengthen the reserves of bullets and grenades, and most of the ammunition reserves of the entire army belonged to them, but that was also limited.

In order to carry as much ammunition as possible, the soldiers of the guard battalion abandoned their ration bags and many people even didn't want water bottles. The most individual soldiers carried was eight grenades and 200 rounds of bullets.

It looks like a lot, but in the first round of the "Banzai Charge" to stop nearly 800 Japanese soldiers, the Chinese soldiers consumed at least one-third of their ammunition reserves.

It is impossible to "want the horse to run and not eat grass". The price of huge casualties is the consumption of a large amount of ammunition.

And the Mauser pistol and submachine gun, which are continuous-fire firearms, are even more expensive. In order to maintain the intensity of firepower, not to mention 200 rounds of bullets, even 2,000 rounds of bullets can be used up in half an hour.

To some extent, the first wave of the Japanese army's desperate attack seemed stupid, but they used their lives to exchange for a huge consumption of Chinese ammunition.

The reason why this wave of Japanese troops was able to successfully stand on the opposite side of the river bank was that several heavy firepower points were forced to move their guns elsewhere. In fact, it was because the Chinese soldiers on the defense line consumed too much ammunition and officers at all levels ordered the soldiers to save ammunition.

Otherwise, the Japanese army would not have been able to step on the river bank with only the fire network composed of Mauser pistols and submachine guns.

Unfortunately, the Chinese side did not have any supplies and could no longer maintain the intensity of firepower in the first wave of shooting.

The same was true for grenades. Even at such a critical moment, the soldiers did not use up their ammunition reserves.

This is the experience of veterans. No matter how critical it is, they cannot consume themselves completely and must leave some spare energy.

The experience of veterans is also the key to supporting this bloody battle to the end.

The Chinese grenade throwing failed to maintain the previous density, and the casualties caused were also limited.

Under the suppression of their own grenades and precise shooting, more and more Japanese soldiers crossed the stream and reached the river bank.

"Yoshi! The Chinese are running out of ammunition." Maeda Masaoki, who was lying less than 300 meters away from the front line, with a 'menstrual' belt wrapped around his forehead to show his bravery but wearing a helmet, showed excitement on his face.

If everything goes well, he can finally avoid setting foot in that dangerous place.

Colonel Kanda's words about him taking the supervision team to the battlefield almost scared him. He was a major, a future general of the Great Japanese Empire. How could he die in a foreign land like those big-headed soldiers?

Although he had never really led a charge, the Japanese Army Major had seen it with his own eyes. Leading a charge looked very awesome and full of national pride, but the chance of the leading officer being targeted was also very high. The 30% mortality rate was just a thought that made his balls cold.

"Order, charge!" In order to prevent himself from setting foot in that area, Maeda Masaoki issued a military order for the entire army to charge.

He was too eager to decide the outcome of the battle.

"Board!" Nearly 400 Japanese infantrymen stood up at the sound of the sirens in the rear, raised their guns, shouted slogans, and exerted their strength with their short legs.

"Shoot for me!" Stingy Old Zhou also fired a signal flare at the same time.

"Boom, boom, boom!" The sound that frightened both China and Japan rang out on the battlefield.

"Old Zhou is really stingy! He only took out his capital now, but this time it will be enough for the Japanese to drink a pot of wine!" The scar on the forehead of Scar Old Zhao in the distance twitched slightly.