Chapter 13: Little Devil Tremble!

The artillery position was destroyed, and Matsushita Kuzhi's angry beating and scolding subordinates vented.

Of course, Matsushita Kuchi is not a fool who only vents when he fails, and soon, he calmed down and regained the sanity that a commander should have.

Although the Devil Artillery Squad suffered heavy losses and had no long-range heavy firepower, they still had grenadier teams to provide firepower, as well as 200 elite infantrymen.

At this time, Matsushita Kuzhi was thinking: If he can take the field hospital and eliminate the Jin Sui army, it will be a first achievement, maybe the joint captain will reward him well, and it is also possible to mix with Shaozuo.

Thinking of this, Matsushita Kuzhi was a little excited in his heart, and suddenly, Sen Ran laughed a few times.

He drew his command sword and ordered: "Imperial warriors, the time has come to serve His Majesty the Emperor, give me the Jin Sui army under the mountain, and give it to the duck and chicken!" ”

After receiving the order to charge, all the 200 little devils were dispatched, and the enemy was like a pack of vicious mad dogs, frantically attacking the field hospital.

Li Hong stood on the mountainside, holding a telescope and observing the movements of the little devils in the distance.

After careful observation for a while, sure enough, these little devils really rushed along the stone path of the canyon, and the number of people must be at least about 200.

The canyon is located between two mountains, five or six meters wide at its widest point and less than two meters at its narrowest point, making it the most suitable terrain for ambushes.

Although there are advantages in the terrain, Li Hong and they only have twenty or thirty people, how can it be so easy to deal with more than 200 little devils?

Li Hong quickly turned the direction of the Italian artillery fire, and instead, aimed at the large army of little devils rushing towards the canyon.

"Reload!"

Zheng Tietou skillfully pushed the cannonball into the barrel.

After the loading was completed, Li Hong immediately pulled the cannonball to fire the tow rope, only to hear the "tom" sound of the cannonball, roaring and whistling out of the chamber.

"Keep loading!" Li Hong yelled.

Zheng Tietou opened the tail cover of the cannon, and a shell shell with gunpowder smoke slipped to the ground, and then he brought another shell from the ammunition box to quickly fill the barrel.

"Tom!"

A shell again flew out of the barrel of the Italian gun, leaving a trail of smoke and fire in the air.

With a muzzle velocity of 530 meters per second, the shells flew rapidly towards the small devil army in the canyon.

The location where the shells were fired from Li Hongshan's mountainside was about 1,500 meters away from the little devils, and according to the speed of the shells, they could fly to the bombing area in about 3 seconds.

"Hurricane, Hurricane......"

The cannonballs flew through the air with a screeching sound, and after a few seconds, two shells landed one after the other around the canyon.

Hearing the sound of cannonballs flying, the devils were caught off guard and were immediately frightened.

In this kind of narrow canyon, the formation of little devils is greatly restricted in movement, and even if they want to escape, it is too late.

"Boom, boom!"

Two shells bombarded the middle of the little devil formation one after another, and in an instant, the bodies of seven or eight little devil infantry were blown to pieces, and the air was full of blood mist.

The lethality of artillery shells is not only the blast wave, but also the explosion of artillery shells produces countless pieces of extremely lethal shrapnel.

Shrapnel flew everywhere, and more than a dozen little devils around were killed and injured by fragments.

"Ahh......h

The little devils fell to the ground and screamed again and again, some of them had their limbs broken by the explosion, and some of the little devils were blinded by shrapnel, and their eye sockets were deeply embedded with shrapnel, and their cheeks were full of blood, which was very miserable.

A lieutenant of the army lay on the ground in embarrassment, and he shouted orders to his subordinates: "Don't panic, hide quickly, lie down!" ”

After all, the little devil soldiers have undergone strict tactical training, and the enemy did not scatter and flee when the shells hit, but on the contrary, they were very skillful in making tactical dodges and fell to the ground together.

Soon, a third shell whistled like a hurricane.

"Boom!"

The shell exploded in front of the devil formation, and several little devil leaders were shattered by the shell, spitting blood, and their bodies were twisted in pain.

Because the devils dodged in time, the lethality of the third shell did not come into play.

Attacked by artillery fire, the little devil formation suspended its action, and several devil health workers cautiously stepped forward to treat the wounded soldiers.

After a few moments, Lieutenant Devil got up from the ground and quickly moved to a hidden corner.

He picked up the binoculars hanging around his neck and slowly cast his gaze on the distant mountainside according to the trail of gunpowder smoke left by the aerial shells.

At the moment, all the 90-mm mortars of the devil artillery have been destroyed, and only the grenadiers with a range of several hundred meters remain.

Without the long-range artillery, even if the lieutenant found Li Hong hiding on the mountainside, it was impossible to do anything. can only scold a few words of "Baga" to get angry.

"Baga, the cunning Chinese soldier ......"

Subsequently, the lieutenant ordered the soldiers to change the formation, and the little devils scattered and moved forward close to the canyon wall.

This marching formation can avoid the sight of the artillery and avoid being bombed, but in the event of an ambush, marching against the mountain wall can easily be countersplashed by stray bullets.

At this time, Li Hong on the mountainside was playing Italian cannons, and he poured a piece of it down, not to mention how enjoyable it was.

"Zheng Tietou, continue to reload Lao Tzu!"

"There are no shells." Zheng Tietou said helplessly.

Li Hong glanced at the empty ammunition box, and angrily raised his foot and kicked Zheng Tietou's ass: "Damn, don't you know that cannonballs are expensive, who won't let your kid save some use?" ”

"Obviously you made me ......"

Without waiting for the other party to speak, Li Hong slapped it with a brain scraper.

Zheng Tietou was wronged in his heart, and he was about to cry, and complained in a low voice: "You do a cannon here, a cannon there, you are a little devil who is having a good time, the cannonball is running out, and let me carry the black pot ......"

There are only five rounds in a box of shells, and a box of shells is finished in a few hits.

Li Hong also knew that continuing to bomb would not be much lethal to the devils, and good steel was used on the blade, so in order to save ammunition, he could only give up continuing to shell the little devils.

"What are you turtle sons and wives muttering, okay, okay, it's okay, don't you blame Lao Tzu for it."

"That's pretty much it." Zheng Tietou leaned in front of Li Hong and slapped a few sycophants, and asked mysteriously: "Sir, can you let me play your Italian cannon too, I also want to have a good time with a little devil!" ”

"You want to shoot?"

Zheng Tietou nodded hurriedly, grinned and said, "Sir, I like it when I see a cannon as much as I see my daughter-in-law, I have been a recruit for a few months, and I want to have a good time with a shot in my dreams." ”

"It's not a matter of Lao Tzu nodding if he wants to shoot, but it's ......" Li Hong is like a big bad wolf to deceive Little Red Riding Hood, deceiving the other party step by step.

"What are the conditions?"

"If you want to fight, you kid has to be a little brother and join the security team."