Warlords: Conquer the world from the county magistrate

The platoon leader on the flank also suppressed the enemy with a general-purpose machine gun, while the rest of the soldiers fired at the enemy with rifles.

Seeing soldiers being shot and falling one after another, the platoon leader couldn't help but feel anxious. From the attack to now, the platoon has lost half of its soldiers.

Of course, the soldiers on the other side were not having an easy time either. An officer ran up to the commander of this unit and said, "Captain, the enemy is fighting too tenaciously. We have lost nearly 200 people."

"No matter how tenacious the enemy is, we must eliminate them. The regiment commander has urged us several times." The battalion commander said dissatisfiedly.

"Let us make sure to break through the flank and keep this force here."

After saying this, the battalion commander was also helpless. The regiment commander led himself and others to defend Wen County, and at first he felt very comfortable, without having to participate in the fierce battle in the front.

According to friendly troops, although they surrounded and annihilated 8,000 of Zhu Yaoxiang's troops last time, Zhu Yaoxiang's troops were very tenacious and their own four divisions suffered heavy losses.

Although Zhu Yaoxiang was surrounded in Qingshan City and had many more people on his side, there would still be casualties if they rushed forward.

The last time we killed more than 8,000 enemies, we lost nearly 10,000 people. Who knows how many people will die in this siege.

We had only been in Wen County for a few days when someone actually attacked the city. We had more than 1,600 people on our side. Where did the other side get the confidence from?

As a result, the first battalion suffered heavy losses in the battle with the enemy, and the regiment commander sent his third battalion to make a detour, and the regiment commander personally led the second battalion to support. After attacking for a long time, the enemy was still resisting stubbornly.

I originally thought that the other side had a lot of people, but it turned out that there were only a few hundred people. However, their fighting will and combat effectiveness were too strong.

The battalion commander gritted his teeth and said, "Let the third company organize another attack."

The officer had no choice but to make arrangements.

Seeing that more troops were coming from the opposite side, the platoon leader whispered, "Stop shooting, let the enemy get closer and throw grenades."

Most of the remaining twenty or so people in the platoon were injured. When they heard the order from their superiors, they all pulled out grenades from their backs.

"I have no grenades left. Someone give me one?" a soldier shouted.

Another man took out two grenades from his dead comrade, handed one to the man, and kept one for himself: "I don't have any more either."

The soldier took the grenade and prepared to pull the ring.

When troops set out, they usually only carry two grenades. The rifle will be equipped with 5 rounds of bullets. The submachine guns and light machine guns will carry magazines. The heavy machine guns have special ammunition handlers and will have more bullets.

At this point in the battle, they were running out of bullets. They had done their best. They lost 25 men in exchange for about men on the other side, which was considered a strong force.

Facing the enemy getting closer and closer, the platoon leader held his breath and held the grenade tightly in his hand.

"Pull." When the enemy was less than 20 meters away, the platoon leader pulled the ring of the grenade and threw it at the enemy who was pressing forward.

"boom."

"boom."

After a burst of explosions, dozens of enemies were killed or injured.

The platoon leader held the rifle, pulled the trigger, and ordered: "Shoot."

"Everyone, follow me and push forward." The third battalion commander in the rear gritted his teeth as he looked at the battle situation.

After several rounds of shooting, the rifle magazine was empty and the enemy was slowly approaching. The platoon leader said resolutely: "Quickly reload, finish this round, and prepare for a bayonet fight."

Following the platoon leader's instructions, the soldiers silently loaded their bullets while estimating the enemy's distance in their minds.

The soldier reloaded the bullets, pulled the bolt and continued to attack the enemy.

After emptying the magazine once more, the platoon leader installed a bayonet on the rifle.

"Brothers, go ahead." When the enemy approached, the platoon leader rushed out with his rifle and stabbed an enemy in the chest with his bayonet.

Behind the platoon leader, the soldiers who had no time to reload their bullets also put on bayonets and rushed out.

The remaining twenty soldiers in the first row engaged in a fierce close combat with the more than one hundred people who rushed up. The enemies who rushed up also had bayonets on their rifles, which was obviously for the convenience of close combat.

Although a row of soldiers were elite and brave, after killing one or two enemies, they were besieged and killed by two or three enemies.

Gradually, there were fewer and fewer soldiers standing, and the platoon leader was exhausted. An enemy sneak attack stabbed him in the lower abdomen. After killing the attacker, he was stabbed in the chest with two bayonets.

The strength in his body quickly disappeared, and the rifle in his hand fell to the ground. He grasped the handle of the bayonet that was inserted into his chest with both hands, and moved, but he had no strength left.

"Kill." The platoon leader shouted, then stood there, without making a sound.

The two soldiers who killed the platoon leader were frightened by his screams, but they only breathed a sigh of relief after they pulled out their bayonets and the platoon leader fell to the ground.

Soon, there was no row of soldiers left alive on the battlefield, and the enemy's battalion commander heaved a long sigh of relief: "Finally, we have eliminated these people."

"The Third Battalion is useless." Looking back at the sixty or seventy soldiers still standing, the battalion commander felt very sad.

Half an hour ago, in another direction, the company commander also received a report from a messenger: "Company commander, the submachine guns, light machine guns, and general-purpose machine guns are all out of ammunition."

"How many shells are there in the grenade launcher?" the company commander asked tiredly.

The messenger said solemnly, "On average, each grenade launcher will get two shells."

"Let the brothers prepare for a bloody battle." The company commander sighed.

The company commander's side is much better than the first platoon. Just now, a volley of grenade launchers caused heavy losses to the enemy, which reduced the losses on his side. Now there are still more than a hundred people on their side.

But without ammunition, the soldiers in the machine gun squad could only switch to rifles to fight.

The regiment commander in the rear also looked at the front position with a gloomy face. His two battalions had nearly a thousand people, with only about a hundred people left in the first battalion and less than four hundred in the second battalion.

The enemy was not numerous, but the casualties they brought to him made him very angry. Looking at his two men, he couldn't help but curse them as trash in his heart.

His own troops were well-trained and had certain military qualities, but he felt very embarrassed to see an entire regiment being beaten like this by a few hundred people from the opposite side.

The head of the regiment said coldly: "I'll give you half an hour. No matter what method you use, you must destroy this army for me."

"Yes." The two battalion commanders had no choice but to agree, and then arranged for the troops to continue the attack.

The second battalion commander sent one company of his troops forward.

Seeing that not many people from the other side were coming up, the company commander ordered: "Second platoon, let the enemy get close and fight, third platoon, prepare to throw grenades."

He was not planning to use the grenade launcher now because the enemy's formation was relatively scattered and one round of bombing could kill at most twenty to thirty people.

The grenade launcher is their biggest trump card now, and they must inflict huge damage on the enemy.

When the enemy approached 70 to 80 meters, the company commander decisively gave the order to open fire. The second battalion commander was delighted when he saw that the enemy used rifles to fight back and the automatic fire had ceased.

"The rest of you, come together," he shouted.

Despite the intense shooting competition, the battalion commander believed that he would be the winner in the end.

But the regiment commander had given a death order, so he dared not delay. Even if there were heavy casualties, he had to quickly eliminate the enemy.