Li Hong looked at the frontline position in the distance, the corpses of the little devils on the battlefield were all over the place, and the devils were constantly dying under artillery fire.

The shells that fell on the front-line positions were all 150-mm and 105-mm shells.

Under the heavy artillery fire, the little devil didn't even have a chance to escape.

Many little devils tried to escape, but they all became corpses under the fire.

"Tom, tom, tom!!"

"Boom, boom, boom!!"

"Boom, boom, boom......"

In the face of fierce artillery fire, the little devil completely collapsed, and if he didn't run, he would die.

Artillery fire ploughed through the kilometre-long position, which was littered with craters and every inch of ground was scorched.

The artillery shells of the security regiment were very abundant, and the shells flew one after another, and did not give the enemy a chance to breathe.

The artillery range of the little devils is only about ten kilometers, but the distance between the artillery positions of the security regiment is more than ten kilometers.

Li Hong took the range of the little devil's artillery to death, so the enemy's artillery lost its effective support role.

The artillery fire continued for some time, and the security regiment fired more than a dozen tons of ammunition out, almost leveling the front-line positions.

Of the thousands of little devil soldiers on the position, at least half of them were killed and wounded under the artillery fire just now.

Artillery fire has always been the advantage of the little devils, but now, the little devils of the 9th Division have finally tried the taste of artillery hell.

Zhao Wenyao saw that the Japanese troops on the position suffered heavy casualties, and he was also shocked by the powerful artillery fire of the security regiment.

"Commander Li, the artillery fire of your security regiment is too powerful, I have never seen such a powerful artillery unit!" Zhao Wenyao looked at the dead and injured devils, and his face showed a look of relief.

Zhao Wenyao had never seen the artillery of the security regiment, and he thought that the little devil's artillery was strong enough, but today he completely saw what a real super-large caliber artillery shell is, and the explosive power can only be described as terrifying.

Li Hong put down the binoculars, returned to the table, picked up the water cup and drank tea, and said calmly: "Brigade Commander Zhao, the main event is still ahead, do you believe that your soldiers will be troubled by too many corpses of little devils?" ”

"This ......"

Zhao Wenyao thought about it and immediately understood what Li Hong meant.

Zhao Wenyao estimated the battle situation on the battlefield, and judging from the current artillery offensive, the number of casualties of the Japanese army reached at least more than 1,000.

Relying only on powerful artillery fire, it was able to cause more than 1,000 casualties among the Japanese army, which was absolutely unimaginable for Zhao Wenyao.

In general, the casualties on the battlefield showed that the Japanese army suffered more than 1,000 casualties, while the Chinese army suffered at least 3,000 or 5,000 casualties, or even more.

Gradually, the artillery offensive of the security regiment weakened.

The security regiment was not because there was no ammunition, but because the ammunition men were replaced with incendiary bombs.

Li Hong knows very well the crimes of the 9th Division of the Japanese Army, every little devil is a demon stained with the blood of the Chinese, and to deal with such a devil, he can only solve the little devil in a cruel way.

Li Hong has never been merciful in killing little devils, he not only makes the devils lose their combat effectiveness, he wants to destroy the number of the devil's company.

Soon, a large number of incendiary bombs flew to the front-line positions.

No matter how many shells are fired, it is impossible to kill all the little devils, and they can only make the little devils lose their combat effectiveness under artillery fire.

The lethality of incendiary bombs is not the same, as soon as the fire burns, the hides on the position, the craters, any fire of fortifications can burn into it.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

Molotov cocktails burned everywhere, the scorched earth whitened and the flammable materials burned to ashes.

The fire spread quickly, and the devil soldiers hiding in the fortifications were burned by the flames.

Once the incendiary bomb burns, it is difficult to extinguish the little devil who is on fire.

Originally, it was safer to hide in bunkers, but as soon as the flames burned, the little devil soldiers didn't even have a chance to escape.

"Uh, uh, uh......"

Countless little devils screamed fiercely, and the enemy rolled on the ground with heartbreaks.

The long and narrow trenches were full of flames, and the positions were full of fledgling figures of little devils on fire.

The terrible screams on the battlefield were endless, and hundreds of unlucky little devils became charred......

Looking at the little devil who was burned by the fire on the battlefield, Zhao Wenyao couldn't help frowning.

The death of the little devil in front of him was really miserable, just like the Chinese army was killed and injured by the little devil's sulfur bombs.

Li Hong has long been accustomed to the tragic battlefield, the little devil has ever been merciful, and he has to be ten times more ruthless and a hundred times more revenge against the enemy when dealing with the little devil......

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The 9th Division of the Japanese Army, the headquarters of the 18th Brigade.

At this time, the commander of the Japanese division, Ryosuke Hashimoto, was supervising the battle at the front headquarters, and there were also brigade commanders of the 18th Brigade and devil officers at all levels.

The 18th Brigade of the Japanese Army was also an elite unit, and today's crushing defeat was something the enemy had never experienced.

Jing Shuxuan, the commander of the 18th Brigade, saw his subordinates die tragically on the battlefield, and his heart was full of heartache and anger at the same time.

However, the division commander was next to him, and it was not his turn to get angry.

The 18th Wing of the 36th Brigade of the Japanese Army suffered heavy casualties, and Ryosuke Hashimoto, as the commander of the division, was naturally very sad.

He could never have imagined that the well-planned attack plan would end in such a fiasco.

Ryosuke Hashimoto was very annoyed at this time, and in order to take an empty position, he actually buried an elite wing in vain.

The artillery fire on the front line was so fierce that the troops could not withdraw at all, and the artillery of the security regiment used incendiary bombs, and Li Hong was simply about to kill them all.

Ryosuke Hashimoto angrily threw away the telescope in his hand, his lungs were about to explode, and his face was extremely angry.

"Bagaya Road, the Chinese artillery actually has heavy artillery!!"

The devil officers of the command headquarters were so frightened that they didn't dare to come out, and they had no good way to save the 36th Wing on the front line.

After this battle, the devil officers and soldiers were all frightened, and the artillery fire of the security regiment completely crushed them.

Jing Shuxuan, the commander of the 18th Brigade, said eagerly: "Division commander, the artillery fire of the Zhina soldiers is so fierce, and if the Zhina artillery is allowed to attack like this, the 36th Wing will probably be wiped out......

The 36th Wing is an elite unit under Jing Shuxuan, and if this wing is destroyed, he, as the brigade commander, will also be sanctioned by the military department.

Ryosuke Hashimoto slowly calmed down and ordered the signal soldiers: "Immediately send a telegram to the flying troops, and let them send fighters to support quickly!" ”

"Hayi, division commander!"

The devil's communications corps received an order to immediately send a telegram.

After a while, the chief of staff of the devil division spoke: "Division commander, I am afraid it will be too late to request fighter support at this time......

Ryosuke Hashimoto frowned and looked at the chief of staff of the devil and asked, "Kitada-kun, it does take a lot of time for aircraft support, so what about you?" ”