The straight-line distance is more than 500 meters.

Yang Chen found that the snow on the treetops of the big tree he was in was all shaken by the violent explosion shockwave.

The power of the explosion can be imagined!

I saw the devils in the middle of the 79th Infantry Wing, and they were instantly shrouded in the red light and gunpowder smoke that rose into the sky.

Faintly, dog heads and countless stumps and severed arms could be seen flying wildly with the blast wave of the explosion.

Some of them were thrown several meters high, but more than ten meters in the air, and then disappeared with the huge potential energy generated by the explosion, and under the action of gravity, they fell heavily towards the ground in a free fall.

Others flew out in all directions, and some of the severed limbs and broken corpses even landed not far from the feet of the soldiers of the Tiger Bun Regiment.

This explosion directly cut off the devil of the 79th Infantry Wing from the middle and divided it into countless small parts.

And these little devils are also suffering from a dense rain of bullets with a terrifying rate of fire of more than 200,000 rounds per minute, constantly covering the blows.

The battlefield was already full of smoke, and Yang Chen's sniper vision was blocked, so he put away this lucky +9 Barrett anti-materiel sniper rifle that belonged to him, and jumped off the tree with great agility like an ape.

Then he quickly rushed to the back of a bush not far away, where there were more than 10 Type 92 infantry guns captured from the devil's artillery position in the South Huaihua area.

Yang Chen's more than 20 veterans drawn from the Tiger Ben Regiment had already been waiting here for a long time, and the firing angles of the artillery were all calibrated by Chen Ming himself before the war, and the targets were directly aimed at the two ends of the Qianguan Road, one was the front of the devil's team, and the other was the entrance of Langshan Mountain at the back of the devil.

All it takes is a single command to fire.

Chen Ming was a top student who graduated from the Frunze Military Academy in the Soviet Union, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is proficient in "eighteen kinds of martial arts".

Controlling the small Type 92 infantry gun is naturally not a problem.

Although these 20 veterans did not belong to Zhang Dali's artillery battalion, after some training, they could still simply load shells and pull the firing rope.

Seeing the arrival of Yang Chen, Chen Ming and more than 20 veterans immediately stood up and saluted: "Tuanzuo!"

Yang Chen waved his hand and said, "The battle situation is urgent, no need to be polite, according to my previous deployment to you, open fire immediately!" Fuck me! Blow up the Oriental crumbs that killed this group of dogs! ”

"Yes!" More than 20 soldiers agreed in unison, and under the leadership and command of Chen Ming, they each picked up the cannonball and loaded it into the barrel.

"Hahaha! You say, if the little devils knew that the infantry guns and shells we bombarded them were all made by themselves, how would they feel? ”

A veteran laughs out loud as he reloads a shell.

"Why don't you run over and ask now, there should still be time."

Another veteran quipped.

"Get out!"

Soon, as the veterans finished loading the shells, they pulled the firing ropes one after another.

I saw that one after another shells were immediately fired, and after leaving a pungent smoke and tail flame at the muzzle of the cannon, it turned into a dazzling fire, and the cannons were divided into two ways and flew towards the front and rear of the devil team.

"Boom!"

"Boom, boom, boom! ——”

A round of rapid fire went down, and more than 10 shells smashed down, just blocking the only way for the devils to retreat backwards or break forward.

Sure enough, when the wing commander did not know whether he was alive or dead, and the main force was heavily damaged by minefields and dense ambushes and bullets, the devils at the front and rear began to retreat to both sides to break through under the organization of some grassroots officers.

At this time, the artillerymen commanded by Yang Chen, the head of the Tiger Bun Regiment, fired the shells in time.

When he arrived, he blew up the devil soldiers who were trying to retreat or break forward.

The first round of rapid fire ended, and soon the second round of rapid fire was completed.

With a piercing scream, high-explosive grenades continued to fly through the air, falling fiercely on both sides of the official road like meteors falling to the ground.

Hundreds of devil soldiers who tried to break through and escape were blown to the ground in groups like fried fish.

The corpses of countless ghost soldiers were torn apart by the huge shock wave generated by the explosion, and they were left dead.

The cavalry squad that was engaged in fire reconnaissance before, because they were charging ahead, had already rushed out of the encirclement, but for some reason, under the leadership of the squadron leader, they also turned around and rushed back at this time.

Seeing this, Yang Chen, who was operating a Type 92 infantry gun, immediately adjusted the muzzle of the gun, made a good prediction, and immediately began the shelling.

"Tom tom!"

Yang Chen fired three cannons in a row, and three high-explosive grenades happened to fall in the crowd of devil cavalry who were galloping wildly.

Immediately, the people who blew them up turned on their backs, and their flesh and blood flew sideways.

Some of the horses were frightened, and they neighed and stood up, knocking the devil cavalry on their backs to the ground.

There were even some devil cavalrymen who were not killed by the shells, but died under the trampling of the iron hooves of the galloping horses.

Or the head was trampled on by a horse's shoe, or the back of the chest was trampled by a powerful horse's shoe.

Don't die too badly!

Three shells fell down, and more than half of the devil cavalry vanguard, composed of 4 or 50 people, had been killed or wounded.

The remaining cavalry had just rushed through Yang Chen's artillery bombardment, and then broke into the range of other artillerymen's artillery fire, and was immediately dealt a devastating blow!

So Huh, 4 or 50 devil cavalry, not even a single soldier of the Tiger Regiment, was mercilessly blown into a mutilated corpse by one cannonball.

Deeply influenced by the military. Country. Host. Meaning. Think. The devil officers and soldiers who want to brainwash are left with only two choices at the moment they go to the battlefield.

Victory or perdition!

Perdition, of course, is based on a situation from which there is no escape.

Under the blockade of the strong artillery fire of the Tiger Ben Regiment, the devils had no way to break through and had no hope of retreating, so they simply organized troops to launch a counterattack on the mountains and forests on both sides.

The madness of the devil can be seen!

Never thought of surrendering!

However, they were greeted by a dense network of crossfire built by more than 1,000 automatic weapons of the Tiger Regiment.

It's also a three-dimensional firepower network!

Among them are the Czech light machine gun, which is particularly powerful in this era, and the latest Vulcan Gatling, which surpasses this era.

Under such dense firepower, let alone a devil, even if he were to change to any other country's army, even if it was the German ** corps, he would have to be beaten all over the ground looking for teeth.

Unless they have cultivated the Vajra Incorruptible Divine Skill, and they have to cultivate to the realm of Dacheng.

In this way, more than 4,000 devil soldiers, under Yang Chen's reasonable, multi-layered firepower combined strangulation attack, were wiped out in less than ten minutes.

Some light and heavy machine gunners were so angry that they didn't even replace the hot and smoking barrels of their guns.

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