"Comrades, kill ...... with me"

The commander of the eighth company shouted and rushed out of the hiding place with the box cannon in his hand.

Dozens of meters away, more than a dozen devils who had received the order to assemble and assemble were approaching the artillery position, and all of them exposed their backs in front of the Eighth Company.

"Bang Bang ......"

The commander of the eighth company raised the box cannon and fired three shots in a row, and Cao Chang, who had a plaster flag hanging on his rifle, fell down in response, and two bloody holes appeared in his back.

"Horn Horn Horn Horn ...... Dadada......"

Not to be outdone, the other fighters fired bullets from the chambers of their guns one after another.

Pull the bolt as you run, exit the cartridge case, push a new bullet into the chamber, hold the flat end in your hand, and continue shooting.

Among the fighters, the coolest fighter was the machine gunner.

Holding the light machine gun in his arms, he pulled the trigger forward, and the familiar sound of machine gun fire rang out.

Strings of bullets jumped out of the muzzle of the gun and flew in a fan shape towards the devil's back.

Several devils were killed at the same time, sweeping a large area.

"Sir, we have the Eighth Route Army in the northeast, the offensive firepower is very fierce, our troops are too scattered, they will be crushed at the first touch, and they are not opponents at all." The chief of staff witnessed the scene of the Eighth Company breaking through all the way, and he was very anxious to report.

Shao Zuo next to him had already begun to panic and continued to report: "Their target seems to be an artillery position. ”

"Chuntian-kun's troops are also there, and if the Eighth Route Army is allowed to rush over, they will definitely be the first to be killed."

The co-captain took a deep breath to keep himself calm.

Although he didn't know how this Eighth Route Army came out, he knew one thing in his heart: he must not let the Eighth Route Army enter the artillery position.

Whether it is an ordinary artillery or an artillery that fires poison gas bombs, it is a killer weapon for themselves to deal with the garrison regiment, and no one can have an accident.

Quickly drew out the command knife and pointed to the direction where the Eighth Company rushed over and ordered: "Tell Chuntian-kun to immediately launch poison gas bombs to stop the Eighth Route Army rushing over." ”

The herald rushed to the artillery position in a puff of smoke to give the order.

When his back disappeared completely, the wing commander shifted his gaze to the Eighth Company, which was rapidly attacking forward, and silently said that the artillery could quickly counterattack.

The sound of artillery on the artillery position did not wait, but it waited for the gunfire in the level.

The terrifying and dull sound of anti-aircraft machine gun fire suddenly rang out.

Thick bullets flew over everyone's heads and flew overwhelmingly towards the artillery positions.

With an effective firing range of more than 1,000 meters, anti-aircraft machine gun bullets fly to the battlefield and have great lethality.

If the artillery wants to serve the artillery in their hands well, one person will definitely not be able to do it, at least two or three people, or at most five or six people, surrounding the artillery and becoming the best target for anti-aircraft machine guns.

Many people were killed and injured in an instant, and those who were alive couldn't care less about continuing to fire, so they quickly dispersed to avoid the oncoming rain of bullets.

"Kill ......"

At this time, there was also a shouting of killing from inside the level.

More than 100 hungry wolves of the Eighth Route Army rushed out of the checkpoint, screaming and rushing towards everyone, and the speed was very fast.

The light machine gun was held in the arms of the machine gunner, who opened fire while assaulting.

Bullets kept passing by the wing commander, and he was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat, and his heart trembled, and he pointed to a herald and ordered.

"You go and tell Chun-kun to split half of the artillery to fire poison gas bombs at the Eighth Route Army that rushed out of the checkpoint and stop them."

"The others hurriedly assembled at the artillery positions and resolutely repelled the attack of the Eighth Route Army."

"As long as our aviation is reinforced, we will win."

"Not only can we take out their heavy artillery troops, but also the troops besieging us nearby, killing two birds with one stone."

"The night before yesterday, we killed more than 2,000 people in the garrison regiment, and if we kill more than 1,000 of them today and kill their heavy artillery battalion, the garrison regiment will be empty, and the annihilation of the entire army will not be far away."

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

In anxious waiting, the long-lost sound of artillery finally came from the artillery position.

No explosions were heard after a few seconds, but a large amount of smoke rose from the attacking forces of the garrison.

The smoke was highly toxic, and the Wing Commander knew it well.

The thicker the poisonous smoke that had filled the battlefield, the happier he became, and before he knew it, a smile had appeared on his face.

As if victory was in hand, he shouted excitedly: "The Eighth Route Army that attacked us has been covered with poison gas, and they are finished." ”

"The troops are gathering immediately, and I'm going to strike and kill them."

"Ordinary artillerymen seized the time to open fire and continued to cover the checkpoint with artillery fire, the power of the anti-aircraft machine gun was too great, and they could not be allowed to hide in the checkpoint and shoot at us with impunity."

Several mortars were the first to begin a counterattack.

As soon as the roaring explosion sounded, the gunfire on the level stopped.

The remaining artillerymen seized the opportunity to go into battle and shoot more shells at the level.

The co-captain was even happier than he had just been.

The attacking troops of the garrison regiment were stopped by poison gas, their fate was unknown, and the powerful anti-aircraft units were also suppressed by artillery fire and could not shoot.

The scales of victory are tipping in their favor a little bit.

As long as the aviation troops arrive at the battlefield in time and take out the heavy artillery battalion of the garrison regiment, this battle will be won by itself.

Accidents always happen inadvertently.

The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

When the wing commander was full of confidence and waiting for victory, the Eighth Route Army, which was shrouded in poison gas, rushed out.

With a pig-nose mask in hand, a gun in his hand, and a light machine gun, he continued to assault his subordinates who were assembling.

"Dada...... Horn Horn ......"

In the chaotic sound of gunfire, one soldier after another was killed......

The co-captain was stunned for a full ten seconds before he reacted, his eyes widened, and he clenched his fists, forcibly suppressing the anger that was pouring out of his body, and keeping himself calm.

In his previous judgment, the garrison's limited gas masks were all in the checkpoints.

Many subsequent battle plans and ideas were based on this judgment.

Now this judgment is wrong, which means that many of my judgments about the garrison regiment have been wrong, and many battle plans for the garrison regiment are also wrong.

The current posture of the garrison regiment is not at all like delaying time, but taking advantage of your illness to kill you and eliminate yourself here.

The co-captain was frightened by the idea that popped into his head, but the more he thought about it, the more he realized that it was true.

A glance at the battlefield shows that there are at most 500 troops being assembled, scattered across a 500-meter radius of the battlefield, and it is difficult to form combat effectiveness.

The two Eighth Route armies attacking themselves were just the opposite, like two sharp knives, plunging straight into the artillery positions.

The subordinates encountered along the way were too scattered to concentrate their firepower, and they could not intercept the firepower, and they all collapsed at the touch of a button.

According to their current offensive, if they are not stopped as soon as possible, they will be able to reach the artillery position in five minutes at most.

The artillery, which has more than two hundred people left, is certainly not an opponent.

When the artillery is finished, the poison gas bombs will lose their value because they cannot be launched, and their two killer weapons will also be gone.

Even if the aviation arrives at the battlefield in time, they themselves will not want to turn the tables, let alone turn defeat into victory.

The more he thought about it, the paler his face became, and he completely lost his composure just now.

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