As the explosion approached, the wing commander was aware of the danger and gave the order to the captain of the guard without the consent of the chief of staff.

"Cover the Chief of Staff to get out of here."

"Everyone retreated and moved towards the North Gate."

"The South Gate is the main direction of attack of the Eighth Route Army, and it is the farthest away from the South Gate, which is definitely the safest."

"After meeting with the North Gate troops, we will determine how to fight next."

Several guards surrounded the chief of staff and ran out, and the wing commander, other officers and staff officers of the command headquarters followed, followed by the guards reinforced by the artillery unit, and there were fifty or sixty people.

"Woo woo woo ......"

The scream of the cannonball crossing the sky suddenly sounded above everyone's heads, and the experienced devil subconsciously threw himself on the ground, shouting in his mouth: "It's shelling, everyone quickly hide, lie down and ......"

"Boom ......"

The shell exploded, and a mountain cannon shell smashed into the middle of the group, and the two devils were lying right next to the impact point.

At the moment of the explosion, the two people were directly torn to pieces by the shock wave, flew into the sky with the splashing firelight, and then smashed everywhere like rain.

More devils were injured and fell to the ground screaming in pain

The wing commander, fortunately not to be hit, was the first to get up from the ground and shouted as he ran outside the artillery position.

"Get up, get out of here immediately, there will be shells falling in a while......"

"Boom ......"

The explosion sounded again, and the point of impact was ten meters behind him.

Because it was an ordinary mortar shell that fell, under the cover of the explosion, the faint screaming sound did not reach everyone's ears at all.

Everyone was caught off guard.

A powerful wave of qi blew from his back, overturning him directly, throwing him forward and falling to the ground, falling into a dog and eating.

Although the shock wave that came together did not kill him on the spot, it deafened him, and blood flowed down his ears and nose.

I felt a tingling sensation all over my body, but I couldn't hear a single sound, and my brain was blown up.

Two soldiers rushed from not far away, one on the left and one on the right, and continued to run outside the artillery position.

Seeing that he was about to rush out, the shells came again.

This time it was a heavy mortar shell that fell down, several times more powerful than mountain artillery and ordinary mortar shells.

Although the bullet was at least twenty meters away from him, the wave of qi that swept over was like a pair of powerful big hands, pushing the three people to the ground at the same time.

The co-captain, who had already been shaken out of his internal injuries, was completely unable to do so this time.

There was no movement after a scream.

The chief of staff was slightly better.

There were many guards who protected him, and two consecutive explosions were caused by guards using their bodies to block his back, weakening the power of the air wave and shock wave.

Other officers and soldiers were not so lucky.

Most of the dead and wounded were left in the artillery positions to be bombed, and only a dozen people protected the chief of staff to rush out of the artillery positions.

Before he could rejoice, a string of bullets flew head-on.

Thirty meters away from them, on a courtyard wall, two light machine guns spewed flames at them, one on the left and the other on the right.

The three devils who opened the way in front of them fell in response.

The captain of the guard ran beside the chief of staff, and a hungry wolf preyed on the chief of staff and threw the chief of staff to the ground.

As soon as I lay down, I felt the bullet fly backwards against my scalp.

At this time, it is certainly unrealistic to retreat to the artillery position, and the chief of staff will have the possibility of surviving only by rushing over and joining up with the other imperial troops in the city.

The captain thought about everyone's situation in an instant, looked at the few remaining subordinates around him and ordered: "Fire cover, let's rush head-on, otherwise everyone will die here...... Machine gun fire, throw grenades, kill to ......"

"Da Da Da ......"

The only light machine gun that everyone brought out of the artillery position quickly opened fire and counterattacked against the bullets flying from the front.

Several soldiers took the opportunity to pull out their grenades and threw them.

The smoke from the explosion quickly coalesced in front of the two light machine guns.

The firepower that could still stare at everyone just now became more and more chaotic, and then slowly lost its accuracy.

The captain of the guard seized the opportunity to get up from the ground and rushed forward with the wing captain with his subordinates.

There were also people who held grenades in their hands, rushed forward five meters and threw them out, blowing up the light machine guns that the Eighth Route Army had erected on the courtyard wall.

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

At the last moment, a string of box cannon fire reached the ears of the captain of the guard.

My heart jumped, and I had a bad premonition.

The gunfire is so dense that it takes more than five box guns to shoot continuously to produce such a big movement!

Everyone is a few dozen meters away from the city wall, and they are completely within the killing range of the box cannon.

As long as the bullets from the other party are dense enough, they can kill everyone without accuracy.

The captain's bad prediction has come true.

There was a sudden stabbing pain in his chest, and when he looked down, he saw a hole in the military uniform, and blood kept gushing out, and the military uniform was dyed red in an instant.

Then the captain felt his physical strength quickly disappear.

His legs also began to lose strength, and after he couldn't hold it anymore, he fell to the ground with a thud.

At this moment, he saw several of his subordinates being shot and falling to the ground, and the chief of staff was no exception......

At the siege headquarters, Zhou Liang, the commander of the communications platoon, rushed behind Li Hao and Hong Linfeng with an excited face.

"Regiment commander, chief of staff, good news, Captain Xiao of the commando team reports: The devil artillery position has been killed by us, and the devil commander is likely to have also been killed, which is currently being confirmed."

"They have occupied the devil's ammunition depot, the material warehouse, the grain depot, the gendarmerie station, the garrison headquarters."

"I also divided a platoon of troops to go to the south gate to cooperate with our attack."

Li Hao glanced at his watch and replied: "It's ten o'clock in the evening, and the siege battle has been fought for exactly two hours." ”

"According to the plan, it will take us three hours to enter the county, and now it seems that the time to enter the city will be advanced."

"Order the artillery units to concentrate all artillery on the south gate for five minutes of artillery preparation."

"Five minutes later, the second battalion will attack, and the first and third battalions will cover, break through the south gate, and enter the county seat."

"Chief of Staff, as soon as the artillery fire is ready to stop, a red signal will pop up, this is the general attack signal that I agreed with Captain Xiao."

"Having troops to cooperate in the city will definitely greatly reduce the losses of the siege troops, and we must make good use of this killer weapon."

Hong Linfeng's eyes flashed with essence.

He had been waiting for this moment for a long time, and immediately replied: "Don't worry, regiment commander, five minutes of artillery preparation, ten minutes to enter the county seat, you can see!" ”

Nine large-caliber mortars, more than a dozen ordinary mortars, and nine mountain guns were neatly erected in the artillery positions.

The gunner half-crouched to the side, adjusting the cannon according to the shots that had just been fired.

The ammunition man crouched behind and carefully examined each shell to make sure it was fused, and then placed it neatly beside the gunner.

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