After fighting for a whole day, the devil didn't get any cheapness, but killed a lot of people, and at night, he withdrew from the army.

Early the next morning, almost like copying and pasting, the devil's cannon came again, bombarding indiscriminately, and stirring up the positions of Lao Qin and their 184th Regiment over and over again, and the mud and sand were all fried and scorched.

As soon as the artillery fire ended, the devils did not immediately attack, but used rifle guns, mortars, heavy machine guns, etc. to suppress the fire of the defenders, and then seven or eight very strange vehicles appeared.

The observer couldn't see what it was in the binoculars, could it be the devil's new weapon? I'll report it to the chief right away.

Lao Qin accompanied the commander of the Ninth Company, Guo Lianchang, and didn't understand what it was, but later, those strange vehicles slowly approached, and they realized that it was not a car.

That's a tank, it doesn't look like a tank at all, it's like a cart full of firewood and wood, what kind of medicine is the devil selling in the gourd?

Could it be that the devil sent warmth to the Chinese army, you are in the winter, are you short of firewood, we will send you some?

The impossible, the real thing of the devil, happened next, and it was understood.

The devil tank, which was full of firewood and wood, stopped when it reached the tank trench, and the sappers behind pushed the firewood and wood into the tank trench.

I'll go, Lao Qin and they will understand the devil's intentions.

"It turns out that the devil is going to use these firewood to fill the tank trenches, the turtle son of the dog day, the thief is cunning." Lao Qin couldn't help but sigh and scolded.

"The devil is afraid of us, so he will use this stupid method, but this method is really powerful, we have to think about it immediately, how to deal with it?"

Lao Guo seemed to be talking to Lao Qin, and he seemed to be talking to himself, thinking hard while talking.

"Mortars, bombard them a few times, see if you can burn the firewood? It's a pity that we don't have incendiary shells for mortars. ”

"Yes, mortars." While affirming Lao Qin's suggestion, Lao Guo immediately called the correspondent Xiao Zou to immediately go to the battalion headquarters to respond to the situation and apply for a mortar strike.

Before Xiao Zou stepped out of the bunker, the mortars of the regimental machine gun company sounded, and it seemed that the hero saw the same thing, and the four mortars of the regiment's machine gun company fired three waves of mortars into the tank trench in a row.

It's a pity that the mortar shells can only blow up the firewood and wood, and they can't blow it up, and occasionally they burn a little, but they don't burn much, they can't become a fire, and they can't burn all of them.

Lao Guo heard what Lao Qin said about incendiary bombs just now, and immediately asked Lao Qin to make his own incendiary bombs to see if he could use them. Lao Qin immediately asked Jiulian to pour the fuel oil that was originally going to be poured into some bottles, or in small crockpots.

Then I tore some of the cotton out of the quilt, soaked it in fuel, and almost made a homemade incendiary bomb.

But these incendiary bombs were not ready, and the devils were in the tank trench, and some other things were laid down, which were stones and dirt.

Moreover, the devil was very vicious, arrested many local Chinese civilians, forced them to push small carts, and poured cartloads of stones and dirt into the tank trenches.

In this way, Lao Qin and they didn't even dare to shoot their guns, they could only curse the devil for being shameful, fighting a war, what is the ability to catch civilians to block bullets, unlike a man's approach, it is too despicable.

At the same time, a batch of homemade incendiary bombs made by Lao Qin and them could not be used, and the firewood and wood in the tank trench could not be burned when they were buried in the stones and soil.

Seeing that the Chinese army did not dare to shoot, the devils simply did not even suppress the fire of the infantry guns and machine guns, drove the common people, and worked slowly and methodically, so that the Chinese army was anxious to stare at the opposite side.

In this way, after filling in the middle of the tank trench for more than half an hour, hundreds of ordinary people finally filled in the middle of the tank trench, and the work was done, and the devil still did not let these people go.

The devils drove these empty-handed civilians in front with guns, followed by tanks, and walked through the filled tank trenches together, towards the defensive positions of the Chinese army on this side.

"I'll go, how do you fight this?" Lao Qin's fingers were buckled on the trigger of the rifle, but he didn't dare to pull it down, and the company commander Guo behind him was also like an ant on a hot pot, impatient.

Han Han, the elder of the third battalion, was in a hurry, and thought of a local solution, which was to organize the personnel to shout together:

"Fellows, hurry up and get on the ground!" ...... "Lie on the ground!" ”

After hearing this, many of these frightened and trembling fellows immediately fell to the ground, but some of the fellows in the back wanted to do so, but they were mercilessly shot by the devils.

The shamelessness and cruelty of the devil aroused the indignation of the Chinese soldiers, and for a while, all the light and heavy machine guns and rifles were fired, and the bullets of hatred passed through the heads of the fellows lying on the ground, and drilled through the devil's body like a fire diamond.

As soon as the devil saw it, he immediately fell to the ground, but the tank behind it drove out proudly, and the poor fellows, even if they escaped on the ground, there were still many people who couldn't escape the crushing of the tank.

The fresh body, crushed by the tracks of the tank, made a loud bang, and blood splashed everywhere, it was the sound of the belly being crushed.

For a while, the villagers howled in pain, and some were so frightened that they quickly got up and ran away, but they were killed by the bullets of the devils behind them, and some were killed by the machine guns of the tanks.

"Holy shit, I'm fighting with you!"

Lao Qin trembled with anger, led a platoon of the Ninth Company, and rushed up with an incendiary bomb that happened to be self-made and unused.

Lao Qin turned over a few times one after another, turned several corners in the traffic trench, and when he arrived at the devil tank, he took out a can of "incendiary bombs" and burned a little at the edge of the trenches, and the cotton on the mouth of the incendiary bomb immediately burned into a fire.

Lao Qin immediately took the lit incendiary bomb and smashed it on the steel plate of the devil tank, and the crockpot incendiary bomb that had not had time to explode smashed on the steel plate of the devil tank, and immediately burned the steel plate.

"One is not enough, another one."

Lao Qin shouted to the people behind him, asking them to throw an incendiary bomb on the tank and burn the devil to death.

However, Lao Guo came up, and with the second row of people, he used a long bamboo pole to carry a cotton quilt soaked in fuel, like a flag, and stabbed towards the devil tank.

This tank was burned by Lao Qin's incendiary bombs, and it was also covered with a quilt of flowers, adding fuel to the fire, the tank that was originally burning vigorously is now burned into a big fire ball.

The tank, which had been burned into a mass of fire, could not stop all of a sudden, and still rushed forward, which was spectacular, but it did not rush out of a distance, and it was not possible to see the trench in front of it, and one was leaning sideways in the traffic trench.

The top cover of the tank's tortoise shell was opened, and the tankmen inside couldn't stand it, so they climbed out in flames, only to be hit by a lot of bullets and fall on the burning tank deck, which can be regarded as cremation on the spot.

The other tanks had never seen such an unreasonable way of playing, so they were so frightened that they hurriedly retreated, and the devil infantry behind them had to retreat with them.