Spy Wars: I can get rewards by being a bully!

Chapter 1160 I'm No Longer Afraid

This makeshift defensive line was so rudimentary that it could hardly be called a defensive line.

The soldiers' only shelter consisted of a mud wall that had been hastily built using the collapsed barracks, and sandbag and stone fortifications that the Japanese had previously constructed on the other side.

With strong artillery cover, the Japanese would retreat dozens of meters after a failed charge, and then grenade launchers and mortars would fire at them. The earthen wall, which was originally more than a meter high, was reduced to only half a meter, barely enough to hide a person!

Zhang Kedi looked at the watch whose cover was already broken.

Under the light of gunfire, the clock struck eleven!

Not yet!

Behind us are the fortifications built by the Third Battalion. Even if they are better than this place, they are not much better!

If we retreat now, can we hold out until the middle of the night?

The Japanese artillery fire was too intense. Often, after just one round of shells, they would have already found a machine gun position. Our soldiers would hear the artillery fire stop and just as they peeked out, they would be hit by bullets.

Watching his brothers fall one by one, Zhang Kedi gritted his teeth.

"Where is the platoon leader of the first platoon of the first company?!"

"To!"

"Do you even have the guts?!"

"Have!"

"Take your platoon, flank north, and draw enemy fire!"

"Yes!"

After issuing this order, Zhang Kedi's eyes were already bloodshot!

This is trading human lives for time!

One platoon, braving artillery fire, was pulled to the vicinity of the depression on the north side and then opened fire on the enemy.

The enemy doesn't know how many people are there, so their frontal offensive might be temporarily halted, or they might send a machine gun to defend.

It's more likely that artillery shells will be used to plow the land, and then...

The platoon leader, though not tall, was quite sturdy. Upon receiving the order, he immediately grabbed his rifle and roared at his men, "Anyone who can still move, come with me! We've already written home, what are we afraid of? Shoot them down!"

This platoon should have had nearly thirty men, but now there are only about twenty left. These fearless warriors, dressed in plain gray uniforms, with streaks of black and white on their faces, and some even wrapped in bandages, are all silently following their platoon leader as they make their way to the north.

They face death as if returning home!

Braving stray bullets and artillery fire, the platoon leader led his team forward at a bent-over pace!

They first ran north for more than 100 meters, then turned back and ran west.

It was the height of summer, and the grass in the depression grew very lushly, which made their movements easier.

"Brothers, fire!"

The row of brothers opened fire on command.

The Japanese soldiers did not expect there to be others in this direction, and before they could react, seven or eight of them were instantly shot down as they were charging forward at a bent-over position!

A row of men laughed heartily, "Damn it! That was a satisfying beating! Brothers, killing one is enough, killing two will take one down with us. When we get down here, we'll make these damned Japanese devils our slaves!"

"Platoon leader! I'd rather be treated like a beast of burden!"

"beat!"

The Japanese reacted quickly and made adjustments immediately.

A squad of Japanese soldiers turned and crept towards this side, while a machine gun behind them opened fire on the meadow.

The platoon leader calmly said, "Heads down! Make them walk this way! If any of them dare to come up, stab them all!"

The soldiers were in high spirits!

Everyone says the Japanese soldiers are good at bayonet fighting, but when it comes to face-to-face bayonet fighting, the soldiers of the main force regiment are not afraid of these little devils!

So what if they have machine guns? As long as we let the Japanese over, they won't dare fire the machine guns or the artillery. It'll all come down to bayonets! It'll all come down to ferocity!

Soon, the Japanese squad approached, and the platoon leader was the first to jump up!

In the darkness, the Japanese soldier was startled and immediately lunged forward. The platoon leader flicked to the left, using force to deflect the Japanese bayonet. Taking advantage of this momentum, the platoon leader used his right arm to thrust the rifle barrel straight forward!

"Pfft!"

The bayonet pierced the Japanese soldier's chest. The platoon leader was very experienced; instead of trying to pull the bayonet out, he took a step back.

Bayonets clashed, air rushed in, and the Japanese soldier fell, gurgling blood and foam.

This fierce fighting lasted for more than ten minutes. Then, more Japanese reinforcements surged up. Some soldiers had their guns knocked away, so they simply pounced on them and bit the enemy's throat with their teeth!

"Kill them! Surround them! There are only about twenty enemies here, surround them!"

"Baka yarou! That guy who looks like an officer, stay behind, the captain wants to question him!"

A Japanese soldier shouted in broken Chinese, "Officer! Officer, raise your hands and surrender! We won't kill you! We won't kill you, you bastard!"

At this moment, the platoon leader was already wounded, with a bloody hole pierced in his back by a Japanese soldier who had ambushed him. The gun in his hand was getting heavier and heavier, and his eyelids were starting to droop.

A Japanese soldier tentatively stepped forward.

"kill!"

A long line of men, their eyes wide open, seemed like gods descending to earth, using their last strength for a sudden thrust!

The bayonet pierced deep into the throat, pinning the Japanese soldier to the spot.

Seeing this, the remaining Japanese soldiers abandoned their plan to capture him alive and were about to fire when a platoon leader lunged forward and grabbed the Japanese squad leader.

In his arms was a grenade with the pin already pulled!

"I not only broke even, I made a killing!"

The entire platoon was wiped out.

They bought the frontline troops a precious thirty minutes!

Zhang Kedi's voice is hoarse, but it can still inspire people!

"Brothers! Hold on! We can't let our good comrade sacrifice in vain! Hold on!"

As midnight approached, the Japanese soldiers finally couldn't take it anymore and ended their charge.

At this point, the makeshift fortification that had been hastily constructed had held out for nearly two hours!

No one cheered for victory; everyone silently leaned against the earthen wall, bandaging their wounds, eating and drinking.

A young soldier asked his squad leader, "Squad leader, how much longer until dawn?"

The squad leader glanced at the waning moon in the sky. "It'll be soon."

"How long is 'soon'?"

"After we repel two more waves of Japanese soldiers, it will be dawn."

The young soldier chuckled, "When it gets light, the Japanese will be furious when they find out that only we are fighting them!"

The squad leader didn't say anything, but gripped the gun in his hand.

Without reinforcements, it's not impossible to repel two more waves of Japanese troops.

But if the Japanese reinforcements arrive and launch a relentless attack, how long can the brothers hold out?

Inside the sandbag bunker, Uncle Luo lit a pipe.

Even the usually excited Chen Youdi showed signs of fatigue, and Xiao Shuanzi was in even worse condition, with a look of fear on his face and helplessness in his eyes.

The whistling bullets and the mangled remains of his comrades in front of him all had a tremendous impact on him.

Chen Youdi took out a leavened flatbread from the cloth bag, broke it into three pieces, and handed them to Uncle Luo and Xiao Shuanzi.

"Uncle, with guns and cannons everywhere, aren't the mules and horses scared?"

"Don't be afraid, our big animals are used to it."

Chen Youdi nudged Xiao Shuanzi again, "Xiao Shuanzi, are you scared?"

Xiao Shuanzi subconsciously shook his head, then realized that Chen Youdi was teasing him, and laughed, feeling less choked up.

He then took a bite of the pancake and said, "Youdi, I'm not as good as you at shooting, but I'm not afraid. I'm not afraid anymore. I'm not even afraid of livestock, so what am I afraid of?"