The position of the north gate of Taierzhuang.

Three sharpshooters are heartily sniping the grenadier group of the little devils.

In just three minutes, the devil's grenadier canisters were dumb one after another!

Without the threat of grenadiers, the heavy machine-gun fire points at the head of the city were reinvigorated.

The little devil attack of the 11th wing was again suppressed by fire.

However, the situation on the battlefield is changing rapidly, and the defense of the city has just improved, but the three sharpshooters have suffered a great disaster!

Only a few explosions were heard, and a bloody hole came out of the brains of the three sharpshooters almost at the same time.

Seeing the three sharpshooters lying on the ground, Battalion Commander Cao shouted urgently: "Damn, the little devil also has a sharpshooter, pay attention to me!"

The platoon commander shouted: "Battalion commander, if you guess correctly, the devil's sharpshooter should be in the direction of fourteen o'clock!"

Looking in the direction of fourteen o'clock, Camp Commander Cao asked in a calm voice, "Are you sure?"

The platoon commander shouted: "Based on my years of combat experience, this is absolutely true!"

Battalion Commander Cao shouted: "Platoon leader, put your Czech light machine gun here, and give him a hard blow!"

With a word of agreement, a platoon leader transferred a light machine gun crew.

Following the instructions of a platoon leader, the machine gunner main shooter quickly aimed and fired.

In the next moment, a fiery snake bit straight at the devil sniper in the direction of fourteen o'clock.

Da-da-da-da!

Between the lightning and flint, the grass at fourteen o'clock was filled with smoke and dust.

There was no time to make a defense, and a few little devil snipers fought in a bloody blur.

One of the devil snipers also wanted to stand up and shift the sniper position.

But where can the speed of the devil run as fast as the speed of the Czech light machine gun.

In an instant, a long point shot chased the devil sniper and bit it.

Da-da-da-da!

Suddenly, the devil's back was beaten into a sieve.

With a sudden fist, Camp Commander Cao shouted, "Well done!"

As soon as the words fell, a wave of Type 92 infantry guns smashed down on the fortifications of the city wall.

Shout! Shout! Shout!

Boom Boom!

The bright red flames exploded near the left of Camp Commander Cao.

The air wave of the explosion almost knocked Camp Commander Cao to the ground.

The fighters of the third battalion also lost several dozen people in the shelling.

With the support of Type 92 infantry guns, the 11th Wing launched an increasingly fierce attack towards the north gate.

The devils under the walls of the north gate kept killing them.

Ladders are attached to the city walls.

One by one, the little devils began to step on the ladder to the city.

The fighters of the third battalion desperately defended the battlements.

One by one, the soldiers shot at the devil soldiers under the ladder.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

In the violent gunshots, the little devils who were climbing the ladder fell down one after another.

Although some were only slightly injured, they fell from the 10-meter-high ladder, and the whole person was thrown into a fool!

But at this moment, the devil commander also reacted!

A crooked machine gun began to fire from the battlements, covering the infantry to enter the city.

The 181 regiment naturally did not show weakness and fought against the little devils.

Several Czech light machine guns fired at the devil's crooked light machine gun.

Da-da-da-da!

Rub and go!

All of a sudden, the enemy and us were fighting back and forth, but the fighting quality of the devils was there, and the defense of the 181st Regiment was gradually a little overwhelmed.

Soon, several gaps began to appear in the fortifications.

With a hideous face, little devils kept pouring up from the gap.

Three or five soldiers rushed forward to set up defenses, but they were knocked to the ground by the devil's bayonets.

It seemed that the defense of the three battalions was in danger of collapsing.

Raising his hand and shooting down a ghost soldier Cao who rushed from the gap, the battalion commander Cao opened his voice and shouted: "Platoon leader! Quick, bring a few fighters to reinforce the second platoon and plug the gap for me! ”

A platoon leader shouted, "Yes!"

At the next moment, the fighters of the two squads, led by a platoon leader, rushed to the little devil at the gap and launched a counter-assault.

In close combat, white-knuckle combat naturally becomes the main tone.

The enemy and the enemy fought to the death in the gap.

After a few rounds, a long line of fighters gradually gained the upper hand.

The soldiers were constantly being picked to death by the devil soldiers.

The platoon leader himself received several bayonets.

Three devil veterans slammed around a long line.

While parrying with all hands and feet, a long line of people retreated backwards.

Suddenly, a devil veteran kicked hard at the lower three roads of the long line.

The platoon leader was kicked to the ground, and the medium rifle in his hand was thrown far away.

Staring at the unarmed platoon long, the three devils rushed forward with 38-style rifles to mend the knife.

At this critical moment, I don't know when Camp Commander Cao, who came out of nowhere, is a shuttle to these three devil veterans!

Bang Bang Bang!

A long point shot over, and the three devil veterans were beaten into a hornet's nest.

Replaced with a magazine, Battalion Commander Cao crouched beside the platoon leader.

Sweeping at the ghost soldiers at the gap again, Battalion Commander Cao shouted, "Platoon leader, how are you?"

Picking up a mid-range rifle again, the platoon commander shouted: "Battalion commander, don't worry, I can still fight!"

With one kick and a platoon leader, Camp Commander Cao shouted: "Be careful!"

In the next moment, a platoon-long devil soldier who was about to sneak up on his back was knocked to the ground.

Throwing a grateful look at the battalion commander Cao, a platoon leader returned to the battle with a medium formal rifle in his hand!

At this time, there are more and more devils in the gap!

The fighters of the entire third battalion completely got into a bayonet melee with the little devils.

Battalion Commander Cao held Dezao 20 shots in one hand, and held a bayonet in the other hand to slash and kill.

Grabbing the ancestral katana, a devil lieutenant slashed straight at Camp Commander Cao.

An inch long, an inch strong.

Battalion Commander Cao's bayonet was much shorter than the ancestral katana of the devil lieutenant.

When he saw the devil lieutenant coming over, Battalion Commander Cao could only subconsciously retreat backwards.

Suddenly raising the muzzle of the gun, Battalion Commander Cao fired two shots at the kneecap of the devil second lieutenant.

Bang! Bang!

The devil second lieutenant knelt down in front of Camp Commander Cao, but he still held the katana in his hand.

Battalion Commander Cao shot at the wrist of the devil lieutenant.

Bang dang!

Katana out of hand.

Suddenly, with an arrow step, Battalion Commander Cao cut the throat of the devil second lieutenant with a bayonet.

Clutching the neck gushing with blood gushing, the devil lieutenant lay on the ground.

The whole set of fighting moves is called a flowing water, without the slightest bit of muddy water.

After killing a devil second lieutenant, Battalion Commander Cao faced another devil veteran!

Battalion Commander Cao still wanted to use the trick just now, but when he pulled the trigger, he found that the magazine was out of bullets!

At this time, it is too late to change the bullets.

At the moment, Battalion Commander Cao could only fight with the veterans of the bayonet devil.

Simple melee fighting, Battalion Commander Cao can't take advantage!

Soon, Battalion Commander Cao slapped a very strong butt in the chest.

For a while, Camp Commander Cao couldn't stand up again!

With a hideous face, the devil veteran stabbed at Camp Commander Cao with his legs.

Looking at the bayonet that was getting closer and closer to him, Battalion Commander Cao seemed to feel that his end was coming!

At this moment, a shout of killing sounded at the entrance of the city ladder.

The shouts of killing were accompanied by the sound of official and Czech light machine guns.