Seeing the national rescue army rushing closer and closer, the offensive became more and more fierce.

The captain realized that the troops on the positions alone would definitely not be able to stop the attack of the National Savior Army. He must find ways to give them some assistance, severely attack the National Savior Army's attacking forces, and regain the morale and morale of the blocking troops that were destroyed when the artillery bombarded just now.

"Let the artillery go!" He thought of the artillery troops stationed on the last line of defense.

"Sir, think twice!" Before the captain could continue speaking, the artillery staff next to him became anxious and stared at Zhou Cheng and was very anxious to remind him.

"The number of artillery equipped by the National Salvation Army is several times that of ours, and the caliber of the artillery is larger than ours. If our artillery troops are targeted by them, they will not even have a mobile phone, and they will be blown into a pile of scrap iron!"

The captain became even more angry after hearing this: "Bageya Road, is the artillery troops who are not opponents of the National Salvation Army, but have been hiding behind as turtles, doing nothing, and watching the infantry be wiped out by the National Salvation Army?"

"Infantry is also a soldier, and artillery is also a soldier. Why can infantry fight against the enemy on the battlefield? When artillery is in danger, it will be regarded as a turtle with its head."

"When did the Imperial Army of the Great Japanese Empire become a group of cowards who are afraid of death?"

"I'm sending my order: the artillery troops must immediately provide one minute of artillery support to the blocking troops, and severely attack the attacking troops of the National Salvation Army, and cooperate with the blocking troops to repel their first attack..."

"Hayi..." Faced with the death order issued by the captain, the artillery staff had no other choice but to bite the bullet and go on.

Seeing the artillery staff leave, the captain returns to the observation port.

At this time, the smoke blocking the command center and the battlefield had completely dissipated.

With the help of telescopes and flares, he can clearly see the latest situation between the enemy and us.

The combat status of the Imperial Army was similar to what he had just inferred: they were all huddled in the trenches and dared not show their heads.

If dozens of subordinates survived the position to supervise the battle and force the Imperial Army to shoot with bayonets, they would not even have the courage to raise their guns and shoot.

Although the gunfire on the front line of the trench was very lively, because most of the Imperial Army hid in the trenches and fired blindly, the bullets shot out seemed to deliberately bypass the attacking troops of the National Savior Army and rarely hit the target...

The captain became more and more anxious as he looked at it. He only hoped that the artillery troops could fire artillery quickly, and also let the national rescue army taste the taste of being bombed, and at the same time, he helped the blocking troops to relieve the danger!

Half a minute passed, and there was no scream of shells whistling across the sky above everyone's heads...

A minute passed, and there was still no sign of artillery positions in the rear.

The anxious expression on the captain's face was gradually replaced by anger.

This time is enough for the artillery staff to pass their orders to the artillery unit and execute the firing order.

There is no movement in the artillery troops now. Either the artillery troops disobey their military orders in order to save their lives, or the artillery orders have an accident during the transmission process and are not transmitted to the artillery positions at all.

No matter which situation is untolerated, the captain cannot tolerate it, and it may lead to a major defeat in the front-line blocking troops. As the commander, it is difficult for the captain to not be angry.

Seeing that the National Salvation Army had reached fifty or sixty meters in front of the position, if the artillery soldiers did not fire the artillery, there would be no chance.

The captain was so anxious that he cursed on the spot: "Bageya Road, why didn't the artillery troops fire the artillery..."

After cursing, he pointed to a messenger and ordered with murderous order: "Send someone to the next order: All artillery must be fired within half a minute, otherwise all officers above the squad leader or above will have their caesarean sections..."

The captain was really angry, and even said the threat of caesarean section...

"Sir... Something happened..." The messenger was about to go out when a scream suddenly rang out at the door.

When I looked up, I saw a second lieutenant rushing in at a loss, his face full of horror...

Seeing that everyone in the command center stared at him in a daze, showing a confused expression, the second lieutenant quickly explained: "The artillery position was attacked..."

"When the National Salvation Army's artillery was over, a cavalry unit suddenly appeared three hundred meters behind the artillery position..."

"The artillery position has only one company of the Imperial Army to protect it. It is not a cavalry opponent at all. It is defeated with just one contact..."

The captain was puzzled and he made the decision to concentrate troops to defend the first and second two lines of defense by himself. No one knew the real situation of the artillery position better than him.

Not to mention cavalry, even if the national-savior army with only one infantry company bypasses the battlefield and attacks the artillery positions, the little troops stationed at the artillery positions are no rivals.

This is also a very important factor in why the captain sent troops to focus on both wings of the battlefield many times to prevent the national rescue army from circumventing themselves.

Unexpectedly, the National Salvation Army did not play according to the routine and sent cavalry to raid. The few troops stationed in the artillery positions would be even less of an opponent.

The captain became more and more anxious as he thought about it, and his expression on his face became heavier and he stared at the lieutenant and asked: "How is the artillery position? How many cavalry troops are there to attack them, and where are they now?"

The lieutenant reported with a desperate look on his face: "The artillery position is over... All artillery soldiers were killed by the cavalry... There were at least three hundred cavalry attacking us, attacking the artillery positions from several directions, densely packed with sabers everywhere... After they captured the artillery position, they rumbled directly... "

The second lieutenant just talked about the key point, and a sound of horse hooves suddenly came in from the direction of the battlefield, interrupting the report he had not finished.

At this time, without the second lieutenant reporting, the captain also knew the latest developments of the cavalry.

The heavy expression on his face instantly turned into despair.

After taking down the artillery position, the cavalry unit was not satisfied and rushed directly to the main position. Aren’t they worried that they would choke when they ate too much?

But when the captain thought of their troops, he felt relieved and his expression on his face was even more desperate than before.

There are more than 300 cavalrymen, and it is no problem to defeat a regiment head-on after using it.

The military spending so much effort to save the country and send them behind them, an artillery position will definitely not fill their appetite.

The troops on the main position were being attacked by the main force of the National Salvation Army, with heavy losses in force, low morale and almost losing their ability to resist.

At this time, another infantry attacked from behind them. The morale of the blocking troops that were already depressed will definitely be thorough. In the end, they will lose the courage to continue fighting and surrender to the national rescue army...

The captain didn't dare to continue thinking, so he racked his brains to think about ways to break the situation. His body involuntarily walked to the observation port and looked at the battlefield again.

Under the flares, the sabre reflecting the cold light was particularly dazzling, and the captain's eyes were instantly attracted by the cavalry unit.

Judging from the number of sabers, their troops were indeed more than 300, and they lined up with the commando formation unique to the cavalry, and quickly rushed towards the second main position, with faster and faster speed.

Although the troops there were not shelling, the shooting positions of the entire trench were built in the direction of the National Salvation Army's attack. Behind them was bare, and nothing was left except a wall of earth piled up with mud.

Facing the cavalry troops coming from behind, most of the Imperial Army were frightened. Some were frightened, some were at a loss, and some were directly scared to sit on the ground, trembling all over, and they couldn't even hold a gun...

"What are you still standing there? Machine gun shooting to block the cavalry troops attacking our attack, otherwise everyone will be killed!" A few puppet army officers and Japanese soldiers who could still maintain their sanity shouted loudly in the trenches, reminding their subordinates to start fighting.

"Dadada..." Under their organization, light machine gun strafing sounded one after another in the trenches...

Cavalry troops began to suffer casualties, but they had a lot of troops and attacked at the same time in three directions. With the cover of night, the casualties did not affect their determination to attack at all.

Tao Yongsheng took the lead, holding the reins in one hand and the submachine gun in the other, shouting slogans in his mouth, and continuing to assault forward.

As long as the cavalry unit rushed forward thirty or forty meters, the submachine gun could suppress the puppet army's blocking firepower...

"Dadada..." For the cavalry, this charge distance was fleeting.

After confirming that his shooting target had entered the effective range of the submachine gun, Tao Yongsheng decisively raised the submachine gun, hugged the fire at a light machine gun position, and fired all thirty bullets in the magazine in one breath.

The shooting accuracy of the submachine gun is not high, and the shooting accuracy on the horse's back is even worse. He can only make up for the shooting accuracy by the number of bullets.

Thirty bullets flew out in two or three seconds, covering the puppet army machine gun positions like rain. A blind cat could kill a mouse even if it hit a mouse.

As soon as the gunshot sounded, the machine gun on the target position became silent...

Other cavalry soldiers equipped with submachine guns also pulled the trigger at this moment.

The blocking firepower of the Japanese and puppet troops was instantly suppressed.

Although the process is very short, a new machine gunner will take the mobile phone gun in a few seconds and continue to shoot, this time is enough for the cavalry to attack twenty or thirty meters further...

"Kill..." Tao Yongsheng replaced the submachine gun on his mobile phone with a saber, held it high in his hand, stared at a Japanese devil not far away and killed him.

As for those puppet troops who were already scared, or those who were hiding in trenches and dared not move, he ignored them directly.

These people are the best supplementary soldiers of the National Salvation Army. The more they are captured, the less afraid of casualties when the National Salvation Army fights in the future.

Unless the puppet army took the initiative to provoke the cavalry with bayonets, everyone would bypass the puppet army and directly attack the Japanese.

The Japanese reacted very quickly, and raised the rifle with both hands and blocked Tao Yongsheng's saber that was slashing at him.

But their good luck ends here.

After failing to hit the attack, Tao Yongsheng quickly turned his wrist, and the blade stepped back and slashed back hard.

The sharp blade quickly cut the Japanese body, leaving a blood mark on his neck and shoulders, and his eyes widened, and fell straight to the ground with despair and reluctance...

After Tao Yongsheng succeeded, he didn't even turn his head back. He raised his saber again, held the reins, and directly rushed towards the next target.
Chapter completed!