After the Japanese got up, the front line naturally rumbling with cannons. The people on the second line where the regiment was located were in were all kinds of thoughts, but they talked less and smoked more.

At noon, as a supplementary regiment, he finally waited for the order, and half of the company's supplementary soldiers were going to the front line. Jin Batian happened to be in this sequence.

After crossing the Killing Tiger's mouth, the position of the Third Regiment was in a fortification in front. This is the circular position that the Third Regiment took the defense from the Jinsui Army and then transformed into. When Jin Batian and others entered the circular position trenches, both sides were having a meal. At this time, everyone would not fire fire, because if you don't let me eat well, I won't let you eat well. Here the Japanese artillery is not superior to the first regiment (the regiment) and the third regiment of the Tax Police General Regiment. Often, the Japanese fire one shot, and here they fire two revenge.

The artillery of the Tax Police Corps also hid some of its strength and kept using grenades to fight the Japanese. The 105 howitzer equipped by the Tax Police Corps Corps has three types of shells, the lightest one is armor-piercing shell, which is only about 16 kilograms. Considering that the Japanese do not have such thick armored tanks, this kind of shell is produced at least.

Secondly, the grenade weighs about 22 kilograms and is the most useful ammunition. Of course, the most exciting thing to fight Japanese infantry is the double-part shrapnel. This is a shell that explodes over the infantry with steel balls and other objects. It weighs 32 kilograms and is filled with ** and steel balls. Of course, the range of double-part shrapnel is also the closest of the three types of shells. If the Japanese formation is dense enough, one shot of double-part shrapnel will be hit right, and a small team will probably be gone. From yesterday to noon, the Japanese have been conducting tentative attacks, and this killer weapon will not be used.

Jin Batian and Huzi were assigned to the same class. The squad leader casually looked at the two new people: "Ha, there is also a sharpshooter. There are two sharpshooters in our class. Xiaolinzi, you bring this sharpshooter, Erzhu, you bring one."

Kobayashi beat a thousand with a "twist" and was kicked by the squad leader before coming over. The two of them fought for a while, taking away the atmosphere of losing personnel in the team.

Xiaolinzi pointed to Jin Batian in the anti-cannon hole: "Just put things on. Don't panic when you encounter the Japanese rush over, just let them shoot. Only the Japanese are afraid of our Tax Police Corps, and our Tax Police Corps is not afraid of the Japanese. By the way, now you are a member of the third company and the fifth squad. Remember."

Jin Batian took a look at the loophole and pretended to let go of water. He contacted his own cannon camp. The radio was open. Then he felt relieved to go back and forth to eat canned food. The logistics here is incomparable to Peking, and there is nothing to do in the food. It is said that the cooking team behind him was making dumplings made of wild vegetables and mutton, which might not be eaten at night.

As a sharpshooter, there are still special tasks compared to ordinary soldiers, which is to use a four-fold scope to patrol as an observation post. See when the Japanese came up. Compared with the tigers who came at the same time, they can only walk with their heads down in anti-cannon holes or trenches, so that the Japanese can't figure out how many troops there are here are strictly ordered not to show their heads.

"The Japanese are coming." While Jin Batian was speaking, almost several observation posts spoke. The company commanders of various troops came out of the anti-aircraft hole with telescopes.

The company commander of the third company looked at it and said, "About 800 meters. Be careful of the Japanese artillery shelling. Call the regiment headquarters and prepare for shelling."

The position here is a large circular position, and the third company is located on the left wing of this position. Originally, the two wings should be relatively safe, but the Japanese like to play the wing break through. In the past day, the Japanese's attacks and shells almost all hit the left wing.

The third company commander was right. When the Japanese entered about 600 meters, the artillery battle between the two sides began. On this day, the Japanese also thought of many solutions. For example, the gun range was not as good as the opponent, so they took advantage of the 92 infantry cannon to change one shot to another. Although the artillery speed was obvious, the losses suffered from fixed artillery positions were much smaller. For a time, the two sides fought equally in the artillery battle, and the infantry of about two squadrons of the Japanese also successfully advanced to a position of two or three hundred meters. At this time, in order to avoid accidental injury, the artillery soldiers of both sides stopped the artillery attack on the enemy positions and changed to fire.

The military observers installed by the polar bears in the Japanese army scoffed at this practice. The opponent's artillery has more ranges than you and has a larger caliber than you. You should mobilize more artillery from the rear, with a longer range and a larger caliber to fire with them. This practice of changing one shot to another is obviously a waste of food due to choking.

They didn't know that the Japanese family didn't have so many steel cannons. According to the Japanese Army, the Navy is our enemy. In order to insist on localization, it would rather have the grass of the 92 infantry cannon than the seedlings of the Krupp cannon. When these 92 infantry cannons appeared, they were still a decent small-caliber infantry supporting artillery.

As soon as the cannon stopped at the position, the company platoon leaders shouted: "Enter the combat position. Enter the combat position."

Jin Batian entered the combat position again, and the barbed wire in front of the position was already in a mess. At this time, there was no time to think about it. Jin Batian picked up the rifle and searched the Japanese in the scope until he aimed at a Japanese thigh. It was still difficult for the Japanese to bend over to aim at the head or chest or abdomen. The company commander didn't wait for a long time. After most of the people entered the combat position, the company commander shouted: "Fight."

Jin Batian adjusted his breathing and tried his best to prevent the gunshots from affecting himself. He gently pulled the trigger and "pop" the Japanese man's left arm in the scope and splashed a ball of blood on his left arm outside his left leg, and his hands drooped. The Japanese man felt pain and hugged his hand and lay on the ground.

Jin Batian analyzed it and if he aimed at the left in the middle, the wind direction had a great impact. Because the weeds covered the Japanese devil on the ground, Jin Batian could not find this target. However, a Japanese devil wearing a red cross armband ran over and half-squatted there to deal with the wounded.

Seeing that Lie Xinxi aimed at the Japanese's chest to the right and shot him. The bullet passed through the Japanese's shoulder blades, and the bullet's kinetic energy pushed him to the ground.

Seeing Yamaguchi bandaged by himself falling to the ground with injuries, Miura shouted, "Yamaguchi, Yamaguchi."

Seeing that Yamaguchi Jun did not respond, Miura grabbed the grassroots with one hand and climbed to Yamaguchi Jun's side, pushing Yamaguchi, the unconscious military doctor Yamaguchi and said, "Cake up, Yamaguchi Jun. Yamaguchi Jun."

Seeing that Yamaguchi was not awake, Miura tied his left arm tightly with his right hand, teeth and bandages on the ground. Miura went out of Yamaguchi's military doctor's medical box, took out the hemostatic powder and poured Yamaguchi on the wound, and blocked Yamaguchi's bleeding wound with alcohol cotton and bandages.

These actions almost exhausted Miura's last strength, who had lost a lot of blood. After doing all this, Miura fell to Yamaguchi and rested quietly and remembered the childhood things of the two. The two came from the same village. Miura's family was poorer and could only attend the almost free military school preschool class. Yamaguchi's family was descended from the nearby Yamaguchi family, so Yamaguchi was fortunate to enter a better school to study. Finally, he even went to university and was in the East University medical school. The recruitment order made the two friends who had not met for almost ten years walk together again.

But at this time, Miura's identity was a military officer and Yamaguchi was a second lieutenant military doctor. However, his identity changed, and the friendship between the two still did not change. Seeing Miura being injured, the first person to run over was Yamaguchi.

After a while, Yamaguchi, whose face was getting worse and worse, woke up. Yamaguchi saw his bloody wound and said, "Which idiot did this for me."

Miura smiled sadly beside her: "Of course it's me, the red deer, otherwise who else can there be?"

Yamaguchi said, "It seems that my time is coming. How are you?"

Miura said: "The blood has stopped. But this arm is probably not guaranteed."

Yamaguchi looked at the sky and said, "How lucky I can get rid of this annoying war by throwing away one of my arms. I lost my life to get rid of this war."

Miura said with some displeasure: "This is a holy war, don't talk nonsense."

Yamaguchi smiled sadly and said, "I dare not say anything before I died, but I dare not say something before I die. Hello, Miura Makoto, promise me the last thing."

Miura said, "Tell me. Any woman you can't let go? I'll take care of her for you."

Yamaguchi said, "It's not that kind of thing. I just want you to take my ashes home. My mother, my mother misses me..."

"I will do this if you don't say anything. I will tell her that you left peacefully and without pain."

Yamaguchi said intermittently, "Then thank you... Thank you... I hid two cigarettes in my cabinet, and... two bottles of sake. I originally wanted to go back to China to celebrate... when I was going to celebrate... Now... I'll leave it for you to celebrate. Maybe I won't use it anymore."

"Hey, my soul is so faint. You kid, using your identity as a military doctor, hide so many things on my back. Do you think I'm so angry? Hello." But Miura could no longer hear Yamaguchi's voice.
Chapter completed!