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Liao Mingyu preached confidently, and there was no joy or anger in his deep eyes. No one knew what arrangements he had.

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"The first battalion commander, arrange for people to carry the injured brother down first, organize the equipment and withdraw it back to the reverse slope, and the Japanese will be on the next wave of shelling!"

On the main position of the 233 Highlands, the Japanese army's second attack was easily repelled by the soldiers of the Second Regiment. Before everyone could take a breath, Fan Xiangwu, who had just recovered from serious injuries, commanded the troops to start withdrawing from the position.

During the Battle of Nantianmen, he was seriously injured by the Japanese suicide attack. After Li Lei's rescue, he barely saved his life. After a period of recovery, he returned to the battlefield.

After touching his abdomen, Fan Xiangwu was very angry. This was the scar left in that battle. His left hand was blown off and his intestines were cut off half a meter.

"Swish...boom!boom!boom!"

The sharp shelling sound interrupted his meditation, and a new round of Japanese shelling began again.

"Retreat quickly! Don't stand there and move quickly!"

The shells exploded with boiling soil, poured on everyone's heads like flowers in the trenches. From time to time, a few unlucky eggs were fried to pieces.

The soldiers did not dare to stay, and carried weapons and ammunition quickly retreated from the three traffic trenches to the back slope.

"Bao! Oh... it feels so fucking unhappy to the hail above my head."

After finally retreating and turning backwards, Fan Xiangwu sat down on the ground. The feeling of being dominated by enemy artillery fire made people feel frightened. How long has it been since I experienced this kind of treatment?

"Deputy Commander, why don't our artillery fight back? How can we just let the Japanese show off?" A soldier beside him asked indignantly.

After fighting for a whole morning, the soldiers obviously felt that this group of Japanese devils was not simple. Their charge was sharp and their cooperation was quite tacit. The interval between the two attacks was very short, and they did not give anyone a breathing time.

If the soldiers' individual weapons were not for their strong firepower and the continuous output of dozens of mortars at the battalion level, it would be very difficult to repel the enemy's attack.

"What's wrong? You can't stand it now? Didn't we still shoot when we didn't have so many shots before?"

Fan Xiangwu shook the sand in his neck and joked: "Silly boy, don't you see that the Japanese attacked tentatively twice? Why can we reveal our family's assets without using all their strength?"

"But…"

"Okay, okay, but what, but the attendant naturally has his arrangements. You can hurry up and replenish your ammunition and hurry up and rest. You will have to go ahead later." Fan Xiangwu impatiently sent these soldiers away. At this moment, he was not in the mood to talk about things.

Having said that, the current situation is confusing. The artillery regiment did not even make farts at the battle, and even the mountain artillery battalion of the regiment headquarters did not make any noise.

I don’t know what the genitals wanted to do, Fan Xiangwu simply stopped thinking about it and leaned on the sandbag with his head in his arms. As a veteran on the battlefield, he knew very well that this kind of high-intensity battle must be time to recover his strength.

The Japanese artillery bombardment continued, and the violent explosion was deafening. It seemed that even the third regiment next door was affected.

The Japanese army originally thought there would be a fierce artillery battle, but they didn't expect that after fighting for so long, the opponent would not fight back at all.

The arrogant Japanese poured their shells into turmoil even more unscrupulously, and at the same time... a new round of attack is about to begin.
Chapter completed!