Chapter 35: Steel Against Steel

  The Indian troops who survived this round of shelling probably knew that there were not many more guns left on the PLA's position, because they found that although this round of artillery fire was accurate, it was already sparse and did not form a large-scale powerful strike.

  So after waiting for the last round of artillery fire to end, the Indian Army launched its second attack.

  Without artillery support, Cheng Feng and his comrades could only adopt close combat to resist the Indian army's attack. Lacking heavy weapons, Cheng Feng ordered the soldiers to let the enemy approach within 20 meters of their position before opening fire.

  Indian soldiers dispersed in tactical formation, rushing towards their own position with bent waist. Cheng Feng was secretly counting the distance in his heart: 50 meters, 40 meters, 30 meters, 20 meters. When it reached 20 meters, Cheng Feng shouted "Open fire".

  Immediately, the heavy machine gun on the position fired its distinctive shooting sound, "da da da da" rhythmic shooting, at a distance of 20 meters, the lethality of this weapon was like using a handgun to shoot against your head.

  The attacking Indian troops were caught off guard, and were immediately knocked down in one fell swoop. The remaining ones were suppressed at the forefront of the position, and the soldiers from both sides shot at each other in various corners.

  However, the Indian Army, which had artillery fire control, quickly drove their tanks to the front line and deliberately stopped them out of range of the Chinese soldiers' portable anti-tank weapons. They knew they were safe at this distance.

  The Pakistani tanks, without the support of artillery, were no match for the Indian tanks, which picked them off one by one with precision and ease, like a shooting gallery.

  Cheng Feng arrived at the heavy machine gun position, the main shooter and deputy shooter were sacrificed, the machine gun was destroyed, and then the bodies of the martyrs were blown to pieces by the Indian army's artillery fire. The light machine gun position was also destroyed one by one under the Indian army's artillery fire. Cheng Feng knew that soon the Indian army would start a large-scale infantry charge.

  "Comrades, prepare for battle, conserve medicine, and let the enemy in before striking. The wind doesn't know how much time it has left, nor do I and my brothers know how long we can hold on."

  After another round of artillery fire, the Indian army launched its fourth attack. This time, instead of rushing forward in a hurry, they adopted a crawling approach, advancing slowly meter by meter. Some Indian soldiers even hid behind the bodies of their fallen comrades and used them as shields to advance towards the enemy position.

  Snipers hiding behind the Indian army also started "cold shooting". The friendly snipers on the flank of the position also began to exchange fire with the Indian army snipers.

  The Indian troops soon approached the front line 15 meters, and Cheng Feng suddenly shouted "Throw", row after row of grenades were thrown from the front line towards the Indian army, while the Indian army near the front line also jumped up and threw their grenades at the trenches where the Chinese soldiers were holding out.

  Continuous and intense gunfire, "Boom, boom" the sound of hand grenade explosions, plus the shouting of soldiers on both sides, the wailing of wounded soldiers, formed a tragic picture in front of the positions of the first and second squads.

  In the continuous explosion of smoke and intense gunfire, soldiers on both sides fell one by one. With a numerical advantage, a part of the Indian army fiercely charged into the trenches defended by Chinese soldiers. Due to the close distance, the surviving soldiers immediately began hand-to-hand combat with cold weapons as their main means.

  For a time, cold light flashed on the battlefield, fresh blood splattered everywhere "Puchi, puchi" The sound of cold weapons piercing human flesh was incessant.

  Cheng Feng charged at an Indian soldier, who was wrapped in a turban and not wearing protective gear. With one swift step, he leaped into the outer trench. An Indian soldier rushed over but didn't have time to fire his gun, so he lunged with his bayonet. The old veteran easily dodged the attack by sidestepping it. Meanwhile, a Chinese soldier wielding an assault rifle charged forward with too much force and ended up right next to the Indian veteran.

  This old soldier, with one throw of his rifle and a stretch of his hand, grabbed the jaw of the enemy soldier with both hands. Then, with a clockwise twist, the enemy soldier's neck was broken. The young soldier hadn't even had time to let out a cry before he fell at the feet of the Indian soldiers. Meanwhile, this old soldier didn't hesitate for a moment, bent down to pick up his rifle and strode over the body of the enemy soldier as if charging into an inner trench.

  Just as the Indian army veteran jumped into the trench, a burst of fresh blood suddenly appeared on the right side of his head, followed by a spurt of dirty blood from the left. A bullet had come through this old soldier's body in a crosswise direction. The wounded soldier flung out his hand and dropped his gun to one side. His whole body, having rushed forward too violently, tumbled into the trench at once.

  Cheng Feng knew that this must be a sniper's shot, and Cheng Feng was very sure that this shot was definitely fired by a soldier named Wang Yiqiang, because this guy was the best at hitting these moving targets, he was the number one in the whole army.

  No time to think, Cheng Feng stretched out his hand and pulled out a grenade, pulled the string, and threw it at the position where the old soldier had just rushed in. Cheng Feng knew that since one had come in, the second and third would also come from there. In the moment he threw the grenade, three Indian soldiers rushed in through this breach.

  Fortunately, the hand grenade thrown out by Cheng Feng in time exploded right in front of them, and with a "bang", a cloud of black smoke, three Indian soldiers fell down.

  Just as the three Indian soldiers fell, two more Indian soldiers rushed in from the left side of the position. The defenders there had already sacrificed themselves. Without any hesitation, Cheng Feng fired his rifle at the breach.

  With a burst of rifle fire, the two Indian soldiers were immediately knocked to the ground. Then Cheng Feng lifted his foot and stepped into the gap, pouncing on the trench ready for battle.

  Cheng Feng suddenly felt something was wrong, turned his head and saw an Indian soldier aiming at him with a gun. It was too late to dodge, just as he heard a "bang" sound, the Indian soldier's chest burst out a cluster of blood flowers, and then fell to the ground without making a sound.

  In the distance, a hidden department, a small bright spot flashed and disappeared. Cheng Feng knew that this was Wang Yi Qiang covering himself.

  Cheng Feng turned his head to see a soldier on the right side of the trench being suddenly pounced upon by an Indian soldier, and the two men tumbled into the trench while wrestling. Then another Indian soldier jumped into the trench, and the three men rolled around in a heap.

  Cheng Feng just wanted to go forward and help, when a burst of flames flew out from the trenches, along with human limbs and severed arms.

  Cheng Feng knew that this was a warrior who had detonated a hand grenade on himself and perished together with the enemy.

  Up until now, on the defensive position of self-protection, such a scene has already become ubiquitous, and the national soldiers have begun their final struggle!