The shelling of the little devils continues.

Although there were only two dozen shells.

But these 20 or so shells were in the hands of the bandits, but each one of them exerted its super power.

Such a few shells may not be of any use in the face of a large-scale battle. But this time it is clearly different.

The Yang Jiaji devil stronghold was originally a small stronghold, and it wasn't even as big as the last time they attacked the Pingyang devil stronghold. At most, it is only two-thirds of the area of the Binh Duong devil's stronghold. What's more, as a small stronghold, this Yang Jiaji stronghold was not as elaborate as a large stronghold when it was first built. It's like that turret, if the little devil pays attention to materials and quality, the cannon just now won't be able to blow up that corner at all.

With the existence of these prerequisites, those two dozen shells were in the hands of the bandits. Shot towards the stronghold, the important defense points of those devils. After a series of deafening explosions, nearly half of the important defense points of those devils had been destroyed by the bandits.

There were less than 100 little devils inside, and after the repeated shell attacks of the bandits, the fighters of the devils and the second devils lost nearly one-third.

As for the artillery battle with the Yang family's set of devils, it didn't start at all. When the devil artillery in the stronghold fired three shells, the Hu bandits had already returned the color with the Type 92 infantry gun and the mortar. After firing two shells, he was stunned and directly made the devil's artillery dumb.

After that, the little devil didn't even hit them with a single shell!

But the artillery attacks of the bandits continued.

As he played, the sky gradually darkened. When the bandits fired the last shell, the whole land was already in total darkness. Only in the Yang Jiaji stronghold, the places that had been baptized by the cannonballs burned with gusts of gunsmoke, and some places in the stronghold were on fire, so that the Yang Jiaji devil stronghold was shrouded in a hazy light.

In this way, the Yang family's stronghold is like a bright lighthouse standing on the dark sea. The direction was shown to those who attacked it.

The screams of the injured little devils and the second devils in the stronghold resounded hysterically. The bandit took a night vision binoculars to see the situation inside. Seeing that the little devils and the second devils inside were rescuing the wounded in a panic, and were organizing troops, rushing to repair fortifications, and were busy recovering defense......

At this time, Zhao Yingjie and the others had already taken advantage of the night to lead people towards the devil's stronghold.

Hu Bandit once heard that night is the best cover color.

In the eyes of the bandits, this is really not wrong at all. At least, at this time. The dark night became the best protective color, allowing Zhao Yingjie and them to quietly touch a place less than 100 meters away from the Yang family's devil stronghold. A little in front of Zhao Yingjie and them were the brothers who each had several grenades on their bodies, and they had already touched the place less than fifty meters away from the stronghold.

Hu Bandit saw it in his eyes, and a smile rose on the corner of his mouth.

The show is about to begin. After laughing, he was already holding his 98K, and through the night vision binoculars, he aimed at the little devils in the stronghold.

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Inside the Yang family's devil base.

Nakataka Mao Goro panicked, this time this little devil was really panicked.

Just now he wanted the enemy to taste their shells, so he ran to the artillery and asked the artillery to return fire. As a result, just three shells were fired, and the enemy flew as if they had seen them there, as if they had eyes. The mortar inside the stronghold was blown to the ground by the explosion. The little devils of the artillery squad were killed on the spot. The rest were also wounded, completely losing the possibility of continuing to fire back at the enemy.

Nakataka Mao Goro also had a hole in his arm pierced by shrapnel.

That is, when the shrapnel shot at him, it was a little bit off, otherwise it would not be as simple as a gap. I'm afraid I'll have to break my whole arm.

At this time, this guy's face was pale, but he forced his composure and commanded the little devils and the second devils in the stronghold, rescued the wounded, and rushed to repair the fortifications. He knew that the enemy's shelling had stopped, and that the enemy would not give them a respite. He had to get ready before the enemy attacked. Otherwise, he couldn't have imagined the consequences.

If he said that when he was drinking tea just now, he could still pretend to be indifferent, and said to the little devil next to him: "Enemy or something, it's a fart!" In front of my Nakataka Mao Goro, they are all just ants, if they dare to come, I will let them have no return......" But at this time, he categorically didn't dare to say this, and he didn't dare to underestimate the enemy! Having seen the power of the enemy's shells, he knew that the desperate situation facing his stronghold was still to come......

"Quick, yours, go ahead. Hurry up! Baga, if you don't hurry up, you'll all die! Nakataka Mao Goro yelled angrily at a few two devils, and his eight boxes were already raised in his hands.

The two devils hurriedly sped up in fright.

The little devil of Zhongxiao saw it in his eyes, and looked at the surrounding defense system that was damaged by the shells just now, and he was relieved. "Baga, it's okay...... it's okay" Before the words fell, he saw a sighing sound around the stronghold, as if something was grazing through the air and flying over. He was stunned for a moment, and then shocked: "There is an enemy!" Before he finished shouting, he finally saw clearly, and there were pitch-black iron bumps flying around. He was all too familiar with it, it was a melon grenade they had made themselves. It's just that he didn't expect that the grenades they made themselves would become something that destroyed their stronghold!

Boom Boom!

Immediately, I saw the cannonballs rain down and then exploded with a bang.

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"Haha, well fried!"

On the side, Wang Youming's voice sounded in his ears.

But the bandits didn't seem to hear at all. Looking at the grenades that kept exploding in the edge defense line of the Yang family's stronghold, and looking at the defense that the devils in the stronghold had finally pulled up again, after this explosion, it was a little messy and broken. Looking at the sight, many little devils and second devils were blown up, killed, and disabled...... Looking at it, the corners of Hu Bandit's mouth raised, and the trigger was already gently pulled in his hand.

Gunshots.

Then I saw in my sight, a little devil who was operating a machine gun and shooting indiscriminately outside the stronghold. fell under the guns of the bandits. The crooked handle was even more like it had been stripped of the tongue of fire, dumb fire.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

At the same time, the thunderous shouts of the brothers of the Black Tiger Mountain came from afar, and then they rushed towards the Yang Jiaji devil stronghold like a tide. Immediately the gunfire was heard, and the two sides of the enemy fought fiercely!

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