Zhang Wei and the yellow platoon commander of the anti-aircraft artillery company came to the mountain on the right, where the rocks blocked the fire from the right flank, and the relatively gentle slope was suitable for firing.

Zhang Wei glanced at Platoon Leader Huang: Brother, it's all up to you.

Rest assured, sir.

The five tanks of the Japanese army below have been destroyed by the battle defense artillery of the main position of the third battalion, and the remaining four are continuing to break through, trying to rush through the more than 500 meters as soon as possible and run into the main position of the third battalion.

The yellow platoon commander and the soldiers set up improvised gun sights and rangefinders, and after a little observation, they were ready to shoot, and the loader opened the twenty-round ammunition box, took out all the shells, and put them behind the artillery shield, and when the yellow platoon commander was ready, he began to direct his artillery squad to operate, the gun squad leader opened the chamber and aimed, adjusted the pitch and altitude machine, and adjusted the gun barrel to a lower horizontal position in order to shoot on the high ground.

After the gunner was ready, Platoon Commander Huang came to Zhang Wei and asked, "Sir, which one to hit?" Zhang Wei looked below, another tank was wounded by the shells of the battle defense guns in the main position, and not far away, there was an intact tank moving rapidly, followed by the infantry. Zhang Wei pointed to the tank that rushed to the front, and the gun shot the first bird, hitting the front!

Zhang Wei asked the people of the communications squad to go to various trenches on the western heights to inform them to strengthen their firepower and fight hard, and Dong Erli's grenadiers did not need to be saved, and they used all their strength to shoot to cover the battle defense artillery and kill and injure the infantry.

Platoon Commander Huang got ready, nodded at Zhang Wei, and threw the red command flag in his hand downward, release!

The shell came out of its chamber, shot out at an angle of nearly minus 30 degrees on the high ground, and smashed above the hull of the 89th middle chariot from an oblique top. Quick, another shot, Zhang Wei said anxiously. The yellow platoon commander answered, and the gunner quickly reloaded, and fired again without re-aiming.

Unfortunately, the gunner was in too much of a hurry, and the shot missed, and the shell hit the dirt directly in front of the tank, blowing up a large area of flying earth. The yellow platoon commander was in a hurry, and personally went up with the gunners to push back the recoil-shifted guns and aim again.

Put! The tungsten core armor-piercing shell flew out of the chamber again, did not miss, hit the turret diagonally above, penetrated the weak armor, and carried the gunner of the tank to the western sky. The turret also became crooked, and the entire tank burned motionlessly in place.

Good. The gunners shouted, the officers and men of the western heights and the main position also applauded, the machine guns and rifles in the hands of the infantry and the reinforced infantry guns in the regiment strengthened the firepower, and the tanks that were paralyzed by the three battalions were also destroyed by the battle defense guns of the main position, and the Japanese offensive that lost three tanks was frustrated. The remaining two tanks began to panic, and the guns on the turrets fired wildly, as if trying to disguise their decline with artillery fire. At this time, the Japanese infantry discovered the hidden anti-aircraft artillery on the right flank of the western heights and began to intensify their fire on the right flank.

A soldier who was carrying a rifle and a shell on his back was caught off guard and fell to the ground by a 92 heavy machine gun bullet, the bullet hit the steel shield of the PAK37 battle defense gun, and the gunner in the rear was beaten to the ground prostrate and did not dare to get up.

The platoon commander Huang urged the soldiers of the anti-artillery squad to shoot again, and the remaining two tanks of the Japanese army below had already retreated. It's just that the Japanese infantry on the side suffered, and they began to rely on tanks to shoot at the national army. Threatened by the battle defense artillery, the infantry that had been charging gradually stopped, Zhang Wei came to the side of the yellow platoon commander, listening to the sound of the tinkling on the defensive shield, and his heart was also afraid. "Platoon Commander Huang, are there any explosive bombs or anything, fight a dozen devil infantry, otherwise they will not retreat."

Platoon Commander Huang thought about it, patted his head and said, "Yes, there seem to be a few super-caliber blasting shells, and I haven't been willing to use them." After saying that, he called someone to bring an ammunition box, and there were three Type 41 super-caliber explosive shells in it, which looked like a big pineapple. Zhang Wei was also pleasantly surprised, he didn't expect that the combat defense artillery company of the teaching corps still had this thing.

Platoon Commander Huang, is this thing going to be loaded from the muzzle? Zhang Wei asked from behind the defensive shield. "Yes, reload from the muzzle, then reload the empty pack at the tail of the gun, and hit the empty pack to drive the super-caliber blasting shell.

Then let's fight, Zhang Wei said excitedly, the Japanese army is relying on a few tanks and the wreckage of the tank to shoot at the national army, waiting for an opportunity to charge, Zhang Wei pointed to the Japanese army next to the burning chariot, where there is a crooked light machine gun group suppressing the brothers in the western highlands, Huang Platoon Commander, hit them first, then hit the infantry hiding next to the intact chariot, and the last shot hit the infantry behind the tank.

The yellow platoon commander answered, and after speaking, he had to let people reload. Zhang Wei grabbed the cannonball, I'll go! After all, it is a life to die, and you can't always trouble people, at least, Zhang Wei is asked to pretend to be the first shot, which is the most basic sincerity. At a distance of only two or three meters, in Zhang Wei's opinion, it was more difficult to crawl than hundreds of meters, braving the sound of staring at the bell and the bullets flying overhead, he raised the super-caliber blasting bullet in his hand, put the handle into the barrel, and carefully climbed back.

It's really scary, Zhang Wei crawled back. The yellow platoon commander began to lead the artillery squad to operate the artillery, the blasting shell has a large killing range, aiming at it is probably enough to hit, and the crooked machine gun below is still shooting at the western high ground under the cover of riflemen and the wreckage of the chariot, but they don't know that death has come.

Whoosh, the super-caliber blaster made a piercing sound and flew diagonally downward. The Japanese soldiers saw the shell flying diagonally, although they subconsciously dodged, but they didn't care, the shell missed, and it was an armor-piercing shell, which could not kill people. That's what they thought to themselves.

And the next moment, they regret it. After the blasting shell hit the ground, it exploded, and the prefabricated fragments and fragments of the projectile body flew in all directions, knocking down the Japanese soldiers one by one, and the crooked handle also became scrap metal, and the fragments rebounded on the destroyed tank, causing secondary damage.

After fighting beautifully, Zhang Wei applauded, designated the target for the yellow platoon commander, and left the search squad to protect them, Zhang Wei left the right flank of the Western Highlands and returned to the central command of the Western Highlands. He Kun, Qiu Wei and others were directing their respective platoons to fight back, and Dong Erli was holding the handle to officially return fire.

"What's the matter, there is no ammunition" Zhang Wei asked Dong Erli, yes, company commander, the grenades and grenades are all gone, I asked them to put away the grenadiers.

Don't worry, we killed so many devils, are you still worried about running out of ammunition, even grenadiers. Zhang Wei fired a shot at the Japanese soldiers below.

As the blasting projectiles of the anti-aircraft guns were fired, the formation and offensive organization of the Japanese army were all disrupted, and three shells went down to kill and injure a bunch of unlucky people. The dead were okay, those who were injured in the eyes by the fragments, the arteries were blown up, threw away their weapons and rolled on the ground, the Japanese had to draw out manpower to rescue them, and the unlucky ones were killed by the bullets of the Chinese soldiers before they could be saved.

In this way, the two sides fought at a distance of more than 70 meters, and the Japanese army could not attack in a short time, leaving thirty or forty corpses on the ground, but the national army could not drive them away. The Nationalist army resisted the attack, and it itself suffered heavy blood loss, with another 50 or 60 casualties in the main position of the 3rd Battalion, and 20 casualties in Zhang Wei's reinforced company, totaling 70 or 80 casualties, and the actual casualty figure was almost twice that of the Japanese army. And this is still in a defensive battle.

Zhang Wei once again organized the soldiers to collectively throw grenades, and for a while, bullets rained everywhere. On the other hand, Zhang Wei arranged for half of the communications squad to be used to treat the wounded, and there was no military doctor, so he could only do his best to treat them and send them to the regimental hospital.

The battle is so fiercely stale.............