The battle continued, and although the 9th Artillery Wing was almost completely wiped out by the artillery company of the new regiment, there were still some artillery units under the command of the little devils, as well as many grenadiers, and these artillery installations were still bombarding the infantry positions of the 110th Brigade.

At the same time, although the Japanese armored units at the front did not dare to continue to rush forward because they were blocked by mines, they continued to fire at the front.

When the view was obstructed by smoke bombs, they simply shot blindly.

And under the order of the division commander Yoshika Ryosuke, the little devil officers and soldiers of the Ninth Division could only stubbornly rush forward in the artillery fire.

As the battle continued, the entire battlefield seemed to become a human purgatory, filled with thick gunpowder smoke and blood.

The spring earth, which had just recovered a little, was now broken off by tree branches, and the green grass was overturned, turning into charred black.

Every shell that falls leaves a crater on the ground filled with the smell of gunsmoke.

The size and depth of the craters vary depending on the power of the shells and the bearing capacity of the surface.

Because there are so many little devils, almost every shell kills some of them.

The sound of explosions, screams, and charges echoed in the ranks of the little devils.

"Kill the chicken and give it!"

Even if there is a sea of swords and fires and a rain of bullets in front of you, no matter how high the casualty rate is, as long as there is no order from the superior commander, the charge of the little devil officers and soldiers will not stagnate in the slightest.

That's the scary thing about the little devils!

But it's a pity that the little devils are crazy, and the officers and soldiers of the new regiment and the 110th brigade are even more crazy.

No, they can't be called crazy, but rather excited.

Yes, it's excitement; Especially the officers and soldiers of the 110th Brigade, you must know that when they were fighting with the little devils, they had never been so high-spirited, and every time they were almost beaten by the little devils and had no power to fight back.

Today the situation has finally changed drastically, and if it is not exciting, it is not normal.

"Hahaha! Little devil of the dog, you also have today, let's die with grandpa! ”

An officer and soldier of the 110th Brigade drove a heavy machine gun mounted on the trench in front of him to strafe the little devil's armored unit, and the bullets hit the shell of the tank armored vehicle, making a piercing sound of metal collision and sputtering clusters of sparks.

Although most of the little devil officers and soldiers hid behind tanks and armored vehicles, there were still some little devils who were hit by flying bullets because they could not completely dodge.

At a distance of more than 300 meters, heavy machine gun bullets could easily blow up the target's body.

Even a shot in the arm or lower leg can instantly render it incapacitated, and if it is directly shot in the body or head, there is almost no chance of survival.

There are also some little devils who are lucky enough to be hit by a ricochet, and not only are they not killed, but they even have the ability to continue fighting.

Seeing that after the large army rushed to the tank group, they did not dare to continue the charge, the commander of the 9th Division of the Japanese Army, Yoshika Ryosuke, thought about it for a while, and seemed to remember something, so he shouted to the chief of staff, Nakagawa Hiro: "These mines should be just anti-tank mines, infantry, give me the work to charge!" ”

"Hay!"

Nakagawa Hiroya also saw that if the stalemate was held like this, because the enemy army had a geographical advantage, they would inevitably lose in the end, so even though he knew that the order of His Excellency the division commander was risky, he still did not have the slightest objection, because they had no choice.

Soon, the order of the division commander Yoshika Ryosuke was conveyed to the ears of the little devils who rushed to the front, and without the slightest hesitation, these little devils went directly behind the tank in front of them, and rushed forward under the cover of machine gunners and tank guns.

After rushing out of a row of 10 or 20 meters without detonating the mines, the courage of these little devil officers and men suddenly became much greater.

However, before they could continue their charge, rows of bullets rained down on them.

It was none other than the machine gunners of the 110th Brigade guarding the area.

The reason why they didn't fire at the beginning was because they didn't expect the little devil to be so iron-headed and dare to rush out from behind cover without fear.

And by the time they reacted, these little devils had already rushed out twenty or thirty meters.

But because of this, the casualties caused to the little devil are much greater.

Rows of machine gun bullets flew over, eliminating the little devils who rushed out, and at the same time, they also stopped the little devils behind and retreated again.

And the little devil officers and soldiers who had already rushed out were forced to do so, because the officers and men of the 110th Brigade were on a high place, and even if they were lying on the ground, the machine gunners of the 110th Brigade still had a good shooting angle; Killing them may not be as easy as it used to be, but it's definitely not too hard.

The situation on the battlefield is changing rapidly, and just when these little devils are in a dilemma, rows of bullets are once again flying towards them with the sound of "whirring" breaking wind.

Before a few little devils could react, a cloud of blood mist had burst out of their bodies, and then they fell straight to the ground, and there was no movement after a few convulsions.

"Eight Ga Ya Road!"

These little devils are all battle-hardened veterans, and they know that lying down is also a death. Therefore, the rest of the little devils did not hesitate at all, and rushed forward with their guns screaming.

"Attack enemy machine-gun positions!"

The little devil tank crews had a keen sense of smell and knew that their primary target was the enemy machine gunners, so after the smoke from the smoke grenades cleared, they began to search for the machine gunners of the 110th Brigade.

It's just that at this time of the battle, the efficiency of using periscopes can no longer keep up, and these little devil officers and soldiers can only open the top cover of the tank, and a little devil officer and soldier can come out and watch with his eyes.

"Brothers! Hit those up-and-coming little devils for me! ”

Zhang Xingjie, the platoon commander of the new regiment of sharpshooters, twitched the corners of his mouth and re-issued the combat mission.

The task of their sharpshooter platoon was to snipe the enemy's key targets, before these little devils were cowering in the shell of the turtle, they had no way to take these little devils, and now they seize the opportunity, where will they be polite to them?

Pity these little devil officers and soldiers just appeared, and before they even had time to search for the target, they were already shot one after another and fell on top of the turtle shell.

After taking out the Imp Observer, the Sharpshooter Platoon turned its guns back on the Imp's Heavy.

"Quack ???"

Zhang Xingjie shook his head helplessly, and his face returned to a cold look again: "Since you can't wait to die, then Lao Tzu will give you a ride!" ”

"Bang!"

A little devil officer and soldier climbed out of the armored car and just pushed away his companion who was dead at the door of the roof, and before he could control the vehicle-mounted heavy machine gun in front of him, he had already stepped into the footsteps of his companion......

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(End of chapter)