At this moment, after the soldier standing on the steps outside the inner wall finished a round of shooting, he immediately handed the rifle to his comrade standing behind him with his left hand, and then another comrade handed him a loaded Type 59 rifle from the right hand, and the soldier took the rifle and opened fire without hesitation - at this distance, the hit rate was almost 80 percent, and then moved on to the next round of action.

After a few rounds of this cycle, the soldiers of the garrison on the inner wall finally suffered casualties, and at this moment, the sanitary soldiers rushed up to carry the wounded off, and the soldiers behind took the initiative to fill the gap and continue to complete the three-stage shooting.

However, the casualty was a very clear sign that there were enough tribal warriors jumping into the wooden wall at this time, and the number was so large that the three-stage blow could no longer be suppressed, so that a small number of tribal warriors had the opportunity to attack the rising soldiers with the wooden spears in their hands - the company commanders immediately remembered the training content of the "Drill Codex", and at this time, unless there was no way back, they should avoid greater casualties and change tactics.

Then a hurried whistle sounded in the ears of the soldiers, and the soldiers immediately jumped down from the steps of the inner wall, and together with their comrades, retreated to the open space fifty meters away, lined up, took out grenades @ bombs again, pulled out the safety tube, and looked at the wooden wall in a tight manner.

A moment later, the machine guns on the tower of the South Gate City shifted their muzzles, and the chain of bullets formed by the burst of fire fired directly at the wooden wall channel, which was another signal that the enemy brigade on the surface had poured into the wooden wall channel.

Then the ears of the soldiers heard the hoarse roars of the company commanders, platoon commanders and squad leaders:

"Goal! Wooden wall sandwich! Free Bomb Drop! ”

"Brothers! Feed all the grenades @ bombs you have on you to these bugs! ”

"Quick! Cast all four of them you have on your body! ”

"Blow up these turtle grandchildren!"

"Be careful to make sure the fuse is lit!"

"Watch the distance! It's better to be far away than near! ”

In a noisy shout, the two infantry companies that were originally holding on to the wooden wall, except for a dozen wounded soldiers who were carried back to the ammunition factory not far away by the health soldiers, a total of nearly 400 people, in just two minutes, threw nearly 800 57-style grenades @ bombs into the wooden wall in front of them and outside the wooden wall, and the instant dense explosion was deafening, and the wooden wall was also shaken to the ground.

At this time, a majestic whistle came from the Xin'an River, and the soldiers knew that it was the Yi Wuxuan, and on her top deck, there was also that kind of big killing weapon.

Yes, as the soldiers expected, at this moment, Peng Qiang and Hu Xiaolin were each holding a machine gun, and there were four crew members standing next to them to assist in shooting, and a moment later, the machine gun rang out, and two bullet chains gushed out from the four muzzles, shooting directly inside and outside the wooden wall near the river.

Coupled with the machine guns on the tower of the city gate and the fire of the soldiers, including the point fire of He Sizhi with an AK47, the 500-meter-long wooden wall turned into a life-devouring abyss, especially in the area near the South Gate Tower, where the shooters were so condescending that there was no shelter in the wooden wall passage, and those soldiers who were still alive had no other way to dodge the attack of the bullet chain except to burrow into the pile of more and more corpses.

However, outside the wooden wall, there are still groups of tribal warriors pouring into the wooden wall mewra, at this time the wooden wall mezzanine has been filled with a small half of the corpses of their companions, many sturdy tribal warriors jumped into the mezzanine, just step on the stacked high corpses and jump up, you can easily jump over the wooden wall into the city, this situation gave hope to the later tribal warriors, at this time, they are not unaware of the danger behind the mewra, but they still move forward bravely, Not only were they pushed forward by their comrades and the sound of drums behind them, but they were also motivated by their own beliefs - the will of the mountain gods, and at this moment they had no ego, not even consciousness, they had only one obsession - to rush forward and fight the enemy hand-to-hand.

"Since you will die, die! Mortar Extended Shooting! ”

Xiao Pingguo witnessed all this from the city gate tower, and couldn't help but grit his teeth and roar.

Two minutes later, the first high-explosive@pill pack exploded outside the wooden wall, followed by the second and third......

Due to the constant explosions and the pressure of the accumulated corpses, the inner wall of the wooden wall began to crumble, and finally, a short section of the inner wall near the Xin'an River fell, and a gap appeared in the wooden wall!

The enemy immediately discovered the situation, and the tribal warriors who rushed behind them became excited, and they quickly poured into the city through the gap—the scene was like a burst dam being washed away by a rushing current.

At this moment, the sound of wooden drums in the distance outside the wooden wall suddenly vibrated loudly, and the shouting and shouting rose to the sky, Xiao Pingguo saw on the city gate tower that a large group of tribal warriors in bright armor gathered together and suddenly rushed to the gap in the wooden wall.

"The enemy's elite has been dispatched!"

"That's a coalition of the Beru and Dunno tribes!"

Wei Hong's response came over the intercom.

At this time, Hou Xianglin's report on the other side of the river came from the walkie-talkie:

"At the forefront is the elite of the Dunno tribe! They have red paint on their faces! ”

"That's right, the feathers of the Belu tribesmen are of flower color, and they are following up!"

"It's good to come! It's their own net! ”

On the walkie-talkie, Wei Hong's voice seemed excited.

However, Xiao Pingguo did not notice these responses, and after he calmly reported the enemy situation with a walkie-talkie in a tone, he set up a machine gun and shifted the muzzle, and began to concentrate on strafing the enemy in the distance.

So in a few minutes, a part of the enemy rushed through this gap into the wooden wall, which was an open space more than two hundred meters in circumference, directly in front of the tribal warriors, the building of the ammunition factory, not far from their left flank, the famous cross street, and farther away the governor's palace and the dock square, and thus the city of Si An and her wealth were placed before the eyes of the tribal warriors.

However, at this time, the tribal warriors suddenly found that the enemy in front of them had suddenly disappeared, but the experienced tribal warriors judged from the sunlight reflected from the long hair and soldier armor at the head of the ammunition factory not far away that the enemy was in that building, obviously, the group of soldiers who were defending the wooden wall just now had retreated into that building, and at this time, many tribal warriors suddenly felt a trace of frustration from the bottom of their hearts - are we going to attack again?

At this moment, a majestic whistle sounded again from the Yi Wujiao on the river, and two machine guns began to shoot into the open space inside the wooden wall, and the bullets pierced through the iron armor and tore the flesh of the warriors, and the tribal warriors at this moment finally panicked, because they found that not only could they not find the enemy, but they could not find a place to hide from the enemy's fire!

At this time, some of the tribal warriors finally realized that this was a larger pit, and at this time, in addition to the direction of the wooden wall and the buildings in the distance, the tribal warriors were being attacked from two sides, and in the face of cross-fire from the machine guns from the river and the south gate, they had to make a choice - whether to continue to attack the city, or quickly retreat outside the wooden wall.