Twelve o'clock in the evening.

The 5,000-strong army of the little devils surrounded the entire warehouse, not to mention a fly, not even an ant could climb out.

But Xiang Heping didn't plan to get out of here at all.

There are tens of thousands of boxes of canned beef in the warehouse, as well as water sources.

To Xiang Heping's surprise, most of the bullets stored in the warehouse were 7.62 mm caliber bullets, which were suitable for the M134 Gatling heavy machine gun, as well as UAG and GROZA assault rifles.

"One battalion, two battalions, count how many of us are left." Xiang Heping looked at Chen Meng and Kui Zhanshan and asked loudly.

"Regiment commander, there are still 65 people left in our first battalion," Chen Meng replied immediately.

"Regiment commander, there are still 134 people left in our second battalion," Kui Zhanshan replied loudly.

More than 200 people resisted the 5,000 little devils outside, which reminded Xiang Heping of the last battle of the Battle of Songhu in history, where 800 brave men in the Sixing Warehouse in Shanghai resisted 300,000 Japanese troops and held out for four days.

The current situation is still proportional compared to the defense of the Sixing Warehouse.

"Set up the guns and cannons at the door, let's let the little devils watch us eat their canned beef at the door, and use their cannons!" Xiang Heping sneered.

Some brothers of the 2nd Battalion aimed the cannons in the warehouse at the door outside the warehouse.

The rest of the brothers pried open the wooden box with bayonets, divided the canned beef, and completely despised the number of little devils outside, who should eat and drink, and fill their stomachs first.

At half past twelve in the middle of the night, the little devils outside began the first wave of attacks, and the advance troops of the little devils rushed towards the warehouse like a flood that had released the gates.

Xiang Heping's Gatling had been waiting for them for a long time, and as soon as the little devil stepped into the warehouse, he immediately held the M134 Gatling in his hands and shot at him frantically.

Da Da Da ...... Gatling braved the blue flames, erupting bullets frantically, and with the cooperation of the first and second battalions, the other foot of the little devil was instantly smashed into pieces by the dense bullets before he had time to step into the warehouse, and the blood was wild, and the broken limbs were splashed everywhere.

But these little devils actually seemed to be crazy, and rushed into the warehouse with all their might.

It seems that these little devils are planning to rely on the large number of people and want to come hard.

Xiang Heping wants to see how hard these little devils are.

Anyway, in Xiang Heping's cognition and understanding of the little devil, the little devil's foreplay is really good, but when it really comes to drying, it looks quite hard, and it is only three minutes at most.

It turned out that this was indeed the case, and in less than three minutes, at least hundreds of little devils were shot and killed at the door of the warehouse, and the corpses were even piled up at the door of the warehouse more than a meter high.

"Prepare all the bullets for me, and the two vents on the roof must be guarded, don't let the little devils slip in through the vents on the roof."

Xiang Heping half-lay on the back of the bunker, arranging the order while pinching a large piece of beef jerky from the canned box next to him and putting it in his mouth.

I heard that the little devil's Kobe beef is very good, and if you have the conditions in the future, you can go to their Kobe to eat fresh food in person.

The little devils outside failed in the first wave of attacks, and suffered heavy casualties, and Xiang Heping estimated that the little devils would definitely be thinking of other offensive plans at this time.

About an hour later, Xiang Heping heard a rumbling sound outside.

The brothers of the second battalion, who were in charge of observing the situation at the vent on the second floor, shouted: "Regiment commander, the little devil has pushed a few mountain cannons!" ”

Mountain artillery?

Xiang Heping glanced towards the concrete wall of the warehouse.

Rumble...... It was at this moment that the little devils outside began to bombard the walls of the warehouse, trying to make a few more breaches in the walls, so that they could attack from multiple places at the same time.

This idea is good, but the power of mountain artillery is limited, and several shells in a row hit the outer wall of the warehouse, splashing dust, which seemed to be quite awesome, but only a layer of wall skin was blown off, revealing the dense steel bars inside the wall, completely ignoring the bombardment of shells!

Rumble...... Rumble...... Thundered...... The little devil fired more than a dozen shells at the wall in a row, but it still had no significant effect on the hard walls of the warehouse.

Xiang Heping was in the warehouse listening to the rumbling sound outside, chewing beef jerky in his mouth, very relieved.

Because all this is expected towards peace.

Daiyang County may have taken this into account when it built this large warehouse, and even considered that it could be used to resist air raids, so this warehouse was cast into an iron wall at all costs.

In addition, the power of mountain artillery is indeed limited, unless it is bombarded with heavy artillery.

Xiang Heping is not sure whether there is heavy artillery in this little devil brigade outside for the time being, but even if there is heavy artillery, the little devil does not dare to bomb it easily, because the materials of the little devil are still stored in the warehouse, and the most important thing is that their Osamito Hihara Kenta is also in the warehouse.

The bombardment of the mountain artillery continued for half an hour, and the dust on the beams of the warehouse could be clearly felt falling like rain.

Xiang Heping ordered the second battalion to rest on the spot first, and when they were full, they should go to sleep while they were full, and they didn't have to keep their spirits all the time, and they had to conserve their physical strength reasonably if they were ready to fight a protracted war.

In this way, a very interesting situation has been formed, the little devil is outside bombarding the warehouse indiscriminately, like a wild dog in heat, eager to come in immediately.

But the militia regiment in the warehouse should sleep, and those who should repair the fortifications should repair the fortifications, and some of them put the barrels of their guns at the gate of the warehouse, everything is in order, and there is also a kind of momentum that Mount Tai collapsed in front of and did not change its face.

Again, this bombardment lasted less than ten minutes, probably because a large number of shells were stored in this warehouse, and there were not too many shells outside, so it had to be stopped.

This is very much in line with the urine of the little devil's strong outside and middle dry, and the 'three-second man', so the second wave of attacks also failed.

Until the next day, the sky was covered with fish white belly, but today's weather seems to be a little not good, the sky is overcast, a few thick dark clouds are covered, and the atmosphere is heavy, there is a sense of wind and rain coming.

The militia group attacked the airport in Mingyang Town, and then came back to the horse gun, counterattacked the headquarters of the little devils in Daiyang County, and captured a big Zuo alive and occupied the military warehouse of the little devils.

This is like a slap in the face for the little devil.

The little devil must grit his teeth and want to pull out this nail, otherwise, all the officers of the little devil stationed in Daiyang County can commit suicide by breaking their stomachs and apologize to their little emperor.