Bison crosses, and the reserves are fighting fiercely with the devils.

Before the platoon leader could rush forward with a cluster grenade, Long Yiwu had already regained his senses and continued to pounce on the devil's Type 92 heavy machine gun.

Wei Shengli opened his voice and shouted, "Machine gunner cover!"

Bang!

The next moment, one of the devil's Type 92 heavy machine guns was destroyed.

Long Yiwu was also martyred in the explosion!

Standing up suddenly, Wei Shengli shouted in a sad voice: "Old dragon! Brothers, rush to Lao Tzu! the little devils! Avenge the Dragon Leader! ”

The warriors who were crawling on the ground stood up one after another, and rushed towards the gap in the devil's defense with various weapons.

Da-da-da-da!

Bang bang bang!

The little devils who were clinging to the Bison Ferry were defeated one after another, but the good times did not last long, and the devil's two crooked machine guns came up one after another.

Rub and go!

In an instant, a dense rain of bullets poured down on Wei Shengli's reserves.

A dozen fighters who rushed to the front were constantly swept down.

Jumping into a crater, Wei Shengli shouted, "Brothers, hide! Take cover! ”

Almost at the same moment, the fighters of the reserve fell to the ground.

The attack of the reserves was again thwarted.

He bent his waist and crashed into the crater, and a long row of neighers shouted: "Tuanza! We can't gnaw anymore! ”

Dodging the shock wave and fragments when the grenade exploded, Wei Shengli choked and said, "Hey! If only there was a mortar at this time! ”

As soon as the words fell, a squad leader hurriedly ran over.

The squad leader raised his voice and shouted: "Commander Wei, the military department has sent us three mortars!"

With a hint of joy on his face, Wei Shengli shouted, "Where is it?" Quick, bring it to Lao Tzu! ”

After a while, three mortars were arranged.

Wei Shengli personally served as an artillery observer.

Staring at the little devil in front of him, Wei Shengli shouted: "Target, two Type 92 heavy machine guns on the left!" Three rapid fires! ”

The gunner quickly adjusted the angle of fire.

The loader places the shell at the muzzle.

Staring at the two Type 92 heavy machine guns that were firing wildly, Wei Shengli shouted in a deep voice: "Release!"

Shells are fed into the barrel.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Boom Boom!

In the flash of lightning, the two Type 92 heavy machine gun machine gunners on the left side of the devil were blown over.

But the devil on the left quickly filled the position under the shouting of the wing captain.

Two Type 92 heavy machine guns were called again.

The flow of bullets again posed a threat to the offensive of the reserves.

In an instant, seven or eight warriors fell on the way of the charge.

Wei Shengli saw blood dripping from his heart.

Glaring at the devil's Type 92 heavy machine gun, Wei Shengli shouted again: "Release!"

Knock knock!

As a cloud of bright red fire exploded, the devil's Type 92 heavy machine gun finally fell silent.

Kill, kill, kill!

The fighters of the reserve seized the gap in the fire on the right, abruptly got up, and charged again towards the Bison Crossing.

And the heavy machine gun on the left of the devil hurriedly turned around to suppress the attack of the reserves.

Wei Shengli hurriedly shouted: "Give the heavy machine gun on the left to Lao Tzu, hurry!"

The mortar crew hurriedly adjusted the firing position.

Knock knock!

Boom Boom!

The Type 92 heavy machine gun fire point to the left of the devil was removed.

Picking up a Czech light machine gun resting on the ground, Wei Shengli ordered: "Artillery fire extends, pay attention, don't blow up the pontoon!"

The artillerymen shouted, "Yes!"

The shells passed over the fighters and fell among the little devils.

With the help of artillery fire, the fighters of the reserve quickly crashed into the Bison Crossing position and engaged the little devils in close combat.

Raising the Czech light machine gun to sweep over the three devils, Wei Shengli shouted: "Kill, kill, kill!"

The devils were defeated and were soon driven out of the Bison Crossing.

The fighters grabbed their weapons in pursuit.

Suddenly raised his right fist, Wei Shengli shouted: "Don't chase, a platoon leader, hurry up and repair the fortifications, and stick to the bison crossing!"

A platoon leader shouted, "Yes!"

……

In the field tent of the 13th Division.

Staring at the red and blue arrows on the map of Mingguang City, the commander of the Ogizhou Libing Division asked in a deep voice, "How is the situation in Bison Crossing?"

The chief of staff shouted: "The Bison Ferry is still in our hands, Your Excellency the Division Commander, please rest assured, Captain Yoshikawa will definitely be able to control the Bison Crossing!"

Nodding with satisfaction, the commander of the Ogizhou Libing Division shouted, "Yo Xi! How is the 24th Wing attacking Myeongguang City? ”

The chief of staff shouted: "It is still in the midst of fierce fighting, and according to the latest battle report, the Gui army has repeatedly organized death squads to attack the 24th Wing from the flank, so it has been unable to clear the Zhina Army in the North Gate Block!"

With a frown, the head of the Ogizhou Division shouted, "Nani? The Gui army at the north gate fought so tenaciously, it seems that the combat effectiveness should not be underestimated! We've got to figure it out! ”

His eyes swept over a map of the situation of the enemy and me in Mingguang City, and the chief of staff shouted: "Dongcheng Gate, Your Excellency the division commander, it is better to send the 50th Wing to attack the East City Gate, so as to respond to the 24th Wing!"

Nodding, the commander of the Ogishu Legion Division shouted, "Yo Xi! This move can take Mingguang City in one fell swoop! Signal Corps, immediately order the 50th Wing to attack the East City Gate! ”

The signal soldier shouted, "Hello!"

At this time, another signal soldier hurriedly ran in: "Report to Your Excellency, Division Commander, Bison Ferry has been taken away by the Zhina Army!"

Startled in his eyes, the commander of the Ogizhou Legion Division shouted: "Nani? Are Yoshikawa United all rice buckets, what about Yoshikawa United! ”

The two brigades couldn't hold a bison crossing, which was really too disappointing for the commander of the Ogizhou Division.

The signal soldier shouted: "The captain of the Yoshikawa Wing was killed by the artillery fire of the Shina Army, and now the troops are being carried by the Dongchuan Wing!"

The commander of the Ogizhou Libing Division scolded repeatedly: "Baga! Yaga! Neither of the two brigades can hold a bison crossing, and I'm so angry! ”

The chief of staff groaned and shouted: "Your Excellency, division commander, we can only blame the Gui army's will to attack too tenacious, and now, we can only find a way to recapture Bison Crossing!"

With a gloomy face, the commander of the Ogizhou Libing Division shouted: "Chief of Staff, what can you do?"

The chief of staff shouted: "Instead of sending troops to seize the Bison Crossing, it is better to request the support of the Ninth Air Squadron and bomb the Bison Crossing pontoon bridge!"

The devils have absolute air supremacy on the Chinese battlefield, so it is not a problem to bomb the Bison Crossing pontoon bridge.

A sinister smile appeared on his face, and the commander of the Ogizhou Libing Division shouted: "Soga! That's a good idea, what's the name of it in Chinese? Oh, the bottom of the kettle! ”

This method of blowing up the pontoon bridge is more ruthless than seizing the pontoon bridge, as long as the pontoon bridge of Bison Crossing is blown up, then the Gui army will inevitably fall into a desperate situation if it wants to retreat.

The 13th Division was able to easily eat the 31st Army by the river.

The chief of staff shouted: "Yes, the bottom of the kettle is drawn!" As long as we blow up the bison crossing pontoon, we will be able to easily wrap the dumplings of the Chinese army. ”

The commander of the Ogizhou Division, Masase, shouted: "Signal soldiers, immediately send a telegram to Nanjing, requesting the bombing of Bison Crossing!"

The communications corps raised their voices in response.

(End of chapter)