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Zhao Cheng became excited as he watched the growing number of beautiful troops. It seemed that he had caught quite a few. As long as he could hold on here, he believed that the company commander would come over and make dumplings for them in a while.

"Comrades, get ready. Don't hold back. Zhang Yuan, get that mortar ready. We might need it soon!" Zhao Cheng said to the soldiers next to him.

"Don't worry, deputy company commander, the mortars have been prepared long ago. They had fewer people attacking before, so we couldn't use them. But I have already prepared them in the back and can open fire directly!" Zhang Yuan said with a smile.

It turned out that the attacking force consisted of nearly a hundred people. After all, this small hill was so small that the number of troops that could be deployed was limited. It would be useless to have more people!

As usual, Zhao Cheng started shooting at about 400 meters, and the other soldiers started shooting at about 200 meters. This would put a lot of pressure on the attacking troops.

The only sound on the entire battlefield was the sound of Zhao Cheng's Garand firing. Although the gunshots were rare, each shot would knock down a soldier, which made the Da Piaoliang troops who were attacking together feel scared.

Afraid that one of the bullets might hit him, from 400 meters to 200 meters, more than 40 soldiers fell along the way, but the people behind them also blocked the gap, which meant that at the 200-meter distance, there were still about 100 soldiers.

But the soldiers also began to charge, and at a distance of 200 meters, the soldiers on the top of Zhaocheng Mountain all opened fire.

Now more enemies fell, basically more than ten fell down with a burst of gunfire. The Garand rifle had an eight-round magazine, and after firing a whole magazine, the soldiers were about to rush into fifty meters.

"Zhang Yuan, fire! Stop the ones behind you! Everyone else, follow me and shoot with your submachine guns. After you finish shooting, go down and fight with bayonets, and bring back some weapons!" Zhao Cheng picked up the submachine gun prepared nearby and started firing. After finishing a magazine, he threw a grenade, picked up the rifle with a fixed bayonet and rushed out of the fortifications.

On the hillside, Zhao Cheng met the attacking handsome soldier. Zhao Cheng dodged to the left, avoiding the bayonet, and thrust the bayonet in his hand into the body of the opposing soldier.

Other soldiers also rushed out of the fortifications and engaged the soldiers in hand-to-hand combat. Zhang Yuan, on the mountain, continued to use mortars to attack the attackers behind him, forming an artillery isolation zone at a distance of about 200 meters, preventing those behind from entering and those in front from leaving.

This is because the mortar has a high rate of fire, and no other artillery can achieve such an effect. It's just a pity that there are not many mortar shells, only less than 60.

Zhao Cheng, with more than a dozen soldiers, quickly cleared out the enemies who rushed up the hillside. Zhao Cheng did not continue to attack the enemies who ran down the mountain. Instead, he quickly picked up the guns and ammunition from the dead and ran back to the fortifications.

The beautiful battalion commander saw that he had been shot down again and immediately went into a rage mode, beating his soldiers to a pulp.

"Battalion Commander, there is another group of our people coming from behind, and they are carrying a mortar!" A soldier saw another car coming from behind and someone was carrying a mortar down, and happily reminded his superior.

"Where are they? Quickly tell them to set up the mortars and blow up those guys on the mountain! Fire all the shells! You then organize people to attack. As soon as the mortars stop, you must rush to the foot of the mountain!" the battalion commander shouted loudly.

Soon, the mortar was set up by the handsome soldiers, and without the battalion commander giving any orders, the artillery began firing directly.

Zhao Cheng had already seen through the telescope that the Da Piaoliang army was about to set up mortars, and quickly asked Zhang Yuan: "Do we have any shells left?"

"Deputy Company Commander, I only have ten rounds left! Once we use them up, we'll have to fight to the death!" Zhang Yuan looked at the ammunition box beside him, his face full of worry.

"It's okay, just knock down the mortar on the opposite side! That thing can cause too much damage to us, hurry up!" Zhao Cheng didn't care anymore, let's take care of the present first!

Zhang Yuan then began adjusting his firing angle. As soon as the opposing mortar fired, Zhang Yuan followed suit, but unfortunately, his first shot missed. Zhang Yuan adjusted his angle again and fired another, this time very close, killing several of the artillerymen.

The most beautiful shell exploded directly on the trench in front of the fortifications because of the large area of ​​the top of the mountain, and a soldier on Zhao Cheng's side was killed.

Fortunately, Zhang Yuan did not give the opponent a chance to fire a second shot. The third shell directly destroyed the opponent's mortar!

"Well done! Zhang Yuan! I'll ask the company commander for credit for you when we get back!" Zhao Cheng said happily to Zhang Yuan as he looked at the mortar that was blown away on the opposite side.

Zhang Yuan just chuckled. After all, he had destroyed the enemy mortar with just three shells, so it was a happy thing.

Da Piaoliang started attacking when their own side opened fire. By the time Zhang Yuan destroyed their mortars, they had only advanced less than fifty meters and were still four hundred meters away from the foot of the mountain where Zhao Cheng was.

When the officer in charge saw that his mortar was destroyed and was about to retreat, he was shot dead by Zhao Cheng!

Zhao Cheng knew from the guy's shoulder insignia that he was a captain, so he couldn't be polite to him. The remaining soldiers saw that the officer was dead, killed by a single gunshot at a distance of 400 meters, and immediately turned and ran. They ran more than 100 meters before stopping, looking at the nameless hill opposite with lingering fear.

Zhao Cheng watched as they repelled another enemy attack and quickly ordered the soldiers to hurry up and dig the trench deeper. After all, no one knew if anyone from behind would come here with mortars or other artillery.

Zhao Cheng just looked through the telescope and found that the Da Piaoliang army he had surrounded now had about 400 people, about the strength of a battalion. This was already a lot. After all, who would have thought that the troops of the Da Piaoliang 25th Division would retreat from Ningbyon so much in advance.

Half an hour passed quickly, and just when Zhao Cheng was about to repel the enemy's charge again, the sound of a charge horn rang out from behind the Great Piaoliang Army.

A force of about 300 people launched a swift attack from behind the Great Beautiful Army.

"Soldiers, the company commander and his men are here! Shoot hard, we must not let them get away from under our noses!" When Zhao Cheng heard the charge, he quickly ordered the soldiers to shoot at the enemy at the foot of the mountain.

When the beautiful battalion commander saw the troops coming from behind and could not move forward, he had no choice but to surrender with the few remaining troops.

In the battle for Nameless Hill, Zhao Cheng led half a platoon of commandos to hold off the enemy for nearly two hours, killing or wounding over 400 Da Piaoliang soldiers and, with the help of friendly forces, capturing over 200. It can be said that this was a glorious victory.