"Boom!" With a loud bang, a ball of flames rose from under the Japanese tank at the head, and the tank swerved forward, as if it had fallen into a large pit, the tracks collapsed, and the fuel tank also ignited.

The two Japanese tanks behind did not stop, rolling the ground and spitting tongues of fire, pushing away the tanks that stood in the way, and drilling out of the smoke.

In the rubble and bomb craters on both sides of the street, several figures suddenly flashed and threw Molotov cocktails in their hands. The continuous cracking sound was inconspicuous on the battlefield, some Molotov cocktails shattered on the tanks, others were thrown to the ground, shards of glass burst out, and mixtures of gasoline and kerosene flowed in all directions.

True, the Molotov cocktail does not burn automatically, nor does it have a strip of cloth for ignition. But on the battlefield, the spark of a bullet impact, the flame of a grenade explosion, is enough to ignite. This is also for the sake of safety, to prevent hurting the enemy from hurting oneself.

More than 30 Molotov cocktails were hastily collected and produced, and those warriors hiding in the ruins and craters were almost parallel to the enemy's attack line, and they were immediately subjected to heavy fire from enemy fire, and few survived.

Finally, the throwing of several grenades ignited the fire, and not only the two tank cars quickly burst into flames, but also the surrounding ground became a sea of fire.

The burning Japanese tanks panicked, one continuing forward, the other turning backwards, firing indiscriminately, but the view was clearly obstructed. More than a dozen figures suddenly appeared after the sandbag fortifications of the main position, struggling to throw the Molotov cocktails in their hands. In this short period of time, several soldiers were hit by bullets fired from the opposite side.

In the crackling sound, the fire suddenly became more violent. Suddenly blocked the way of the Japanese attack, and the tanks that were more intensely burning were even more panicked, because of the different paces, they slammed into each other, making an amazing collision sound.

Boom, the fuel tank of a tank exploded, and in the violent explosion, the tank quickly turned into a red-hot soldering iron, and a Japanese tanker with a dark face opened the hatch and crawled out of half of his body, and was hit by the bullet that came from it, hanging upside down like rotten wood on the tank.

Another tank retreated with heavy fire, and the iron plate was burned so loudly that it "quacked". "Boom!" With the earth-shattering explosion, the entire tank was torn apart by the explosion of internal ammunition, and even the Japanese soldiers around it fell into bad luck.

The fire on the position of the Nationalist Army suddenly became fierce, and the locust-like bullets shrouded the shadow of death over the devil team who had lost cover. The bullets were whirling, the ones who were shot screamed, the wounded were wailing in pain, the devils on fire were screaming inhumanely, running and jumping, and the devils who were lucky enough to be uninjured hurriedly lay on the ground or roll to the sides of the street, crackling and firing back.

The main road between the attacking and defending sides was blocked by heavy fire, and the three Japanese tanks of the second wave hurriedly stopped, looked at the flames and smoke in front of them, and began to retreat.

"Smack!" No one knew what the gunshot mixed with the battlefield symphony meant, only Shen Chen saw the officer who leaned out of the tank to observe.

"Boom, boom, boom......" The sound of continuous and violent explosions was heard, and the destroyed tanks continued to burst out of afterexplosions.

"Click-and-......" Fierce gunfire rang out, and several retreating Japanese soldiers fell down like cramps.

Shen Chen began to kill the repulsed devils again, this should be very easy, and there was no need to worry too much about the bullets fired by the devils face to face. But things were not as simple as she thought, because of the pursuit of the fleeing enemy and peeking out of the fortifications soldiers were constantly hit, especially machine gun shooters.

Japanese snipers? No, it should be a devil sharpshooter. Shen Chen thought of the flash of the roof and immediately made a judgment. It is unlikely to be a scope on a gun, but a telescope, a devil who observes covertly from the roof.

Obviously, Shen Chen's sniping during the last retreat attracted the attention of the devils, and they also dispatched and dispatched sharpshooters to lurk and hide on rooftops, broken buildings, etc.

It seems that the devil has not yet discovered himself. But Shen Chen became more and more cautious, and began to shift his gaze, focusing his attention on the places where the enemy might be hiding. Threats, against the national * army, and against her, must be lifted.

The flash on the roof didn't appear again, and Shen Chen felt that she should have changed her position, and she began to look for other places that were conducive to covert shooting.

With superhuman eyesight, Shen Chen finally discovered that something had emerged from behind the half-blown down low wall. It was a telescope, and although there was no flash, Shen Chen was still quick to determine it. However, this devil is very cunning, and only looked at it twice before shrinking back.

Slowly stretching out the gun, Shen Chen aimed the gun at the low wall, she believed that the devil would still appear. Patience, patience, composure, composure.

Sure enough, the devil poked his head out again, not in the same place, but two or three meters apart. Shen Chen moved the muzzle of the gun slightly and pulled the plate machine.

The bullet shattered the telescope, and by the way, the devil's skull was unceremoniously removed. The telescope followed its user and fell behind the half-wall.

After Shen Chen finished shooting a shot, she immediately put away her gun and hidden, ready to change positions, she didn't believe that the devil would arrange only one sharpshooter. Compared to the Chinese * army, there are a lot of sharpshooters in the army.

After a few words of explanation with Zhao Youcai, Shen Chen crawled to the position next to him, it was a bomb crater, the edge of the pit was gravel and soil, a charred beam was slanting down, and there was a small gap below, which was really a natural good position.

Turning over and rolling into the crater, Shen Chen stretched out the gun from the gap, took aim, and made a gesture at Zhao Youcai who was not far away.

Zhao Youcai nodded, picked up the military hat with a wooden stick, gently poked it out, and shook it slowly. Then he retracted again, crawled a few meters, and stretched out his military cap again.

Shen Chen squinted her eyes slightly, staring nervously, and a dilapidated house gradually attracted her attention. The two-story structure, with a "human" shaped ridge, has half of the roof been torn off by shells, and the remaining half has also been pierced by shrapnel through many holes.

The gunfire on the battlefield has gradually stopped, which will be more conducive to her judging the location of the devil's shot, as long as the devil shoots.

"Smack!" The gunshots rang out, and Zhao Youcai's dangling military hat was shot down.

A small red light, almost inaudible. But Shen Chen still saw that it was that private house, and the devil was hiding under the ridge of the roof, shooting through those holes, which could not only ensure a wide shooting range, but also be difficult to find.

With his eyes in focus, Shen Chen put his cheeks on the gun, squinted his eyes and stared hard, looking more carefully and seriously, not letting go of any detail.

After a move, the barrel of the gun poked out of a hole, only a little, and Shen Chen hurriedly adjusted the muzzle. Although she can't see the enemy, she can estimate the approximate location of the enemy.

"Smack!" The barrel poking out of the hole sat back briskly, then retracted.

"Smack!" Shen Chen's gun rang out, chasing the retracted barrel into the hole.

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