"Hurry up, everyone, the devils are going to attack soon." Wang Zhong urged everyone to pour oil on the edge of the city wall, and at the same time used binoculars to observe the situation on the other side of the moat.

This time, the deputy battalion commander didn't have much fire oil they collected, so they could only use it to apply it to the edge of the city wall.

Because of the cold weather, the oil was frozen into a paste and applied to the city walls, sticky and sticky.

"Wen Bin, what's in your bag?" Zhao Zilong saw that Wen Bin's backpack was bulging like a leather ball, so he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and asked.

Just now, he took advantage of this free time to walk to a corner of the road on the city wall, sit down cross-legged, and breathe in a special way. Although the national soldiers who came and went saw Zhao Zilong like this, they didn't ask much.

In just half an hour, Zhao Zilong regained his strength, and when he stood up, he saw Wen Bin walking up from under the road.

"Brother Zhao! You see. Wen Bin happily walked over and opened his backpack.

When Zhao Zilong saw it, it was all grenades, and it was estimated that there might be as many as thirty or forty. He was stunned and asked, "Why are you carrying so many grenades?" ”

"Shh Wen Bin put his index finger to his mouth, looked around, and then whispered: "This is better than a grenade, I got it from the 264th regiment, don't say it." ”

Seeing that the other party was covering his backpack with both hands, afraid that others would find out, as if he was a thief, Zhao Zilong couldn't help but smile.

He remembered that Wen Bin used grenades and grenades to blow up devils on the outlying positions of Fang Mountain, and found that grenades were more convenient and easy to use in comparison, so he kept thinking about them.

And this time, when the devils were blown up on the city wall, the battalion was full of grenades, so Wen Bin said that just pulling out the grenade fuse made his fingers hurt, so it was better to think of grenades.

"You carry so much, you can't run fast, what should you do when the devil is targeted?" Zhao Zilong asked.

Seeing that Wen Bin's face was a little stunned, he added: "Moreover, if you are hit by a bullet in your backpack, so many grenades will explode together, and the bones will be gone." ”

"Huh? Well, I'll give a few to my brothers. Wen Bin thought about it and walked towards Zhang Long.

Zhao Zilong looked at the other party's back when he was still limping, shook his head lightly, and followed.

Suddenly, his brow furrowed, and he turned his head to look across the moat.

"The devil is coming!"

At this moment, the shouts of observers were heard high above the city walls.

At this time, Zhao Zilong had already seen several yellow human dragons appear in the distance.

Unexpectedly, in this short half an hour, the devils have assembled and reorganized the second attack.

Now it seems that the number of devils in this attack is more than half of the first.

"Why didn't the devil fire first and then attack?" Wen Bin scratched his head and asked.

"That's right. After so many battles with the devils, they always fired artillery first, and then the infantry attacked. Zhang Long also said strangely.

"The devil probably didn't have a cannonball." Wang Zhong shook his head after thinking about it.

He frowned and observed, and when he saw the approaching devil troops, he immediately waved the box cannon: "We don't care if we can't open the cannon, go to the city wall quickly." So saying, the first rushed to the battlements of the wall.

The national soldiers also picked up their rifles and followed.

After Zhao Zilong ran a few steps, he frowned, and then immediately picked up the Zhongzheng rifle and looked in the direction of the enemy through the binoculars.

Although he saw through the telescope the devils carrying the ladders, screaming and pressing towards the city wall. However, he always felt that this time the devil's attack seemed to be secretly playing some tricks and conspiracy.

When Zhao Zilong saw those yellow crowds gradually closing the distance and scattering, he saw the two Type 92 infantry guns behind the devil troops from a distance.

The two cannons stopped, and several devil artillerymen were loading shells.

"The devil is going to shoot." Zhao Zilong immediately shouted.

This time, the devil troops were pretending to attack in front, but at the risk of being bombed by artillery fire, the attention of the national army was actually to cover the artillery squad.

"Everyone, hide." Wang Zhong also saw this situation, his face changed greatly, and he immediately shouted loudly.

Zhao Zilong rushed to Zhang Long's side in two steps, picked up the other party with one hand, and ran away with him. Wen Bin and the heavy machine gunner's co-shooter carried the Maqinke heavy machine gun and followed closely behind.

Those national soldiers also quickly turned around and left.

Everyone followed the horse path and ran to the cave where the soldiers were hidden.

Because of the experience, although everyone was a little panicked, there was no chaos, and they quickly evacuated one team after another. Soon, the people on the city wall ran empty at once.

Rumble! Rumble!

The devil's two post-war cannons rang out.

Two shells fell on the city wall one after the other, and two huge clouds of gunpowder smoke rose from it. The force of the explosion shattered the huge blue bricks and stones into a dozen.

After the explosion, the sound of cannons could be heard again in the distance.

The devil artillery hurriedly loaded one shell after another into the progressive artillery and launched bombardment again and again on the wall of the Zhonghua Gate.

Although there were explosions on the city wall, because the national troops of the 262nd Regiment defending the left side of the city wall were able to detect it in advance and dodge in time, there were no casualties.

However, the 264th Regiment, which was guarding the right side of the city wall, was unable to detect it in real time and could not dodge, so more than a dozen brothers were killed and wounded.

When the explosion completely stopped, Zhao Zilong immediately rushed out of the hiding cave with everyone.

Running on the road, Zhao Zilong saw that the Zhonghua Gate city wall after the second baptism of cannonballs became even more miserable.

The ground of the city wall, which was originally cleaned by everyone, was scattered with large and small stone fragments.

Looking up at the other side of the moat, Zhao Zilong saw that some devil soldiers had climbed up those houses, but they did not swagger, but hid in a sheltered place.

Seeing this, Zhao Zilong felt strange in his heart.

Thinking about it again, he found out that the devil bombarded the city wall with two Type 92 infantry guns this time, and he thought that when he shot the devil artillery yesterday, he found that the other party had three infantry guns.

I didn't break the cannon yesterday!

So, the devil hid an infantry cannon, so where is it?

Zhao Zilong's brows furrowed, he closed his eyes lightly and sensed it.

Well? He suddenly sensed that behind a private house and a broken wall, there were actually a few devils there. But because I can't see it, I don't know what the hell those devils are doing.

Zhao Zilong immediately picked up the Zhongzheng rifle and observed through the binoculars.

At this glance, his face suddenly changed, because he saw that in the middle of the broken wall, a cannon barrel was exposed, and the muzzle of the cannon was facing the side of Zhonghua Gate.

Zhao Zilong immediately turned his head and shouted loudly: "The devil is shooting again!" ”

However, as soon as his voice fell, a cannon rang out from the broken wall.

Rumble!

"Run!" Zhao Zilong saw that Wang Zhong and the others were stunned, and immediately shouted in a hurry.

With a bang, the cannonball that crossed an arc in the air suddenly landed on the left city wall, blowing up a battlement and blowing up the flesh and blood of the three nearby national troops.

While everyone fled in panic, there was another cannon fire on the other side.

The devil artillery fired three or four shells in a row, all of which landed on the city wall, killing and wounding more than a dozen national troops at once.

And with the support of this round of artillery fire from the devils, those charging devil soldiers took up the three or eight big covers, lifted the ladders, and rushed to the moat.

"Camp! What to do? ”

Zhang Long walked up to Wang Zhong and asked anxiously.

"We don't have a cannon, so what can we do?"

Seeing the devil soldiers gradually approaching the city wall, Wang Zhong's eyes were red, he raised the box cannon, and shouted through gritted teeth: "Even if it is bombed, you must withstand it!" ”

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