Liu He's analysis was really to the point, and it directly hit Jiang Haoran's overall plan. But at this time of the battle, the devil's reinforcements have not appeared yet, and Jiang Haoran is also a little anxious, the devil's last round of artillery fire has caused nearly half of the casualties of the machine gun company, and even the two companies that have been prepared have not been able to plug the hole. But he firmly believed that although the devil was arrogant, he could not expect a large army of men and horses to capture the city that he had more than 2,000 people defending. WHAT'S MORE, THE DEVIL IS NOT WORRIED THAT HIS 23 150MM HOWITZERS WILL BE USED BY HIMSELF?

Thinking of the howitzer, Jiang Haoran suddenly shuddered, he realized that he had made a big mistake and did not set up a suspicious array for the artillery. It is very likely that the devils did not arrive, but they were really worried that the 23 howitzers would give them a fatal blow. has been waiting for his artillery position to fire first, once Xu Biao exposes the location of the artillery, the devil can lock his artillery position first and destroy it in one fell swoop. Then the next battle ended with almost no suspense with the destruction of his own city and the casualties.

Thinking that he might have been targeted by the devil's cannon, Jiang Haoran also broke out in a cold sweat, and no one knew when the devil would fire. Since it is hidden behind, the caliber is definitely not a 92 infantry gun, this kind of pediatrics with a kill radius of two or three thousand meters and a killing radius of 10 meters will have to be at least 75 mountain artillery or field artillery? IF IT'S ALSO A 150MM HOWITZER, IT WON'T LOOK GOOD, THE KILLING RADIUS IS UP TO 50 METERS, DON'T HIT THE TANK DIRECTLY, AS LONG AS IT IS AT A DISTANCE OF A FEW METERS, IT WILL OVERTURN YOU DIRECTLY. Although the city wall of this Mahuiling is strong, it may not be able to withstand a few cannons under this kind of artillery fire.

Only by forcing the enemy to expose the position of the artillery position first and providing Xu Biao with an opportunity to lock on and destroy it can a decisive victory in this battle be achieved.

Jiang Haoran ordered Xiaohu to pull up dozens of people from the guard company, and at the same time find a place for Chen Yihan and them that are not easy to be attacked by artillery fire, and protect them there. In fact, Jiang Haoran didn't want Xiaohu to die on this city wall, although in the end, the people here, including himself, might not be able to get out alive, but he hoped to protect him for a minute, aside from the factor of Daddy Chen, Xiaohu was still a child after all.

"Brigade sit, brigade sit, I beg you to let the artillery battalion support! The brothers suffered too many casualties to withstand it. An officer covered in blood and with gauze tied to his head stumbled into Jiang Haoran's city gate tower, and his wailing with a crying voice was moving.

This person Jiang Haoran knew, he was a company commander under Li Chang, named Zhang Dezhu, who came with Liu Dakun. "If you can't resist it, you have to resist it for me, tell the brothers, five minutes, another five minutes, and reinforcements will arrive. Let's go, let's go! As he spoke, he pushed Zhang Dezhu out.

"Brigade sitting, there are less than ten people left in one of my companies, you can let the artillery battalion support it! And so on?????? Yes! Before Zhang Dezhu finished speaking, he suddenly screamed, and his right hand immediately hugged his left arm, and bright red blood flowed out from between his fingers. Jiang Haoran hurriedly pressed him to the ground, "How is it, Zhang Dezhu?" ”

Zhang Dezhu's face turned pale in an instant, and his eyes bulged and looked very painful, but he gritted his teeth and didn't scream again, and said a little tremblingly: "I, I'm fine, anyway, I didn't get shot and couldn't die." I'm not afraid of death, I, I'm looking at the brothers who came with me are almost dead, I'm sad! ”

"Needless to say, their deaths have been exchanged for the lives of more brothers, and their deaths are worthwhile. You lie here and don't move, I'll help you bandage after killing the devil. After Jiang Haoran finished speaking, he bent down and walked forward, it was not that he was cold-blooded, but there were only a few machine guns still roaring on the city wall.

The devil's artillery fire was too fierce, and the stumps and broken arms in the aisles of the city wall were covered with blood, lying horizontally and vertically, and the corpses of the brothers of the machine gun battalion were everywhere, which made Jiang Haoran's heart ache as if he had been pricked by a needle.

Drilling into a bombshell hole, the Heavy fell to the side, with no visible wounds, but blood was pouring from his mouth, nostrils, and ears, and it was evident that he had been shocked to death by the shells. The ammunition hand lay on the machine gun, Jiang Haoran dragged him down, and immediately smelled a smell of burnt meat, only to see the face of the ammunition man, because he fell on the barrel of the machine gun after death, and the hot barrel left a thread-like black groove on his face, making his face extremely terrifying.

"Da, da, da," Jiang Haoran pulled the trigger without hesitation, and his angry eyes swept out of the enemy with hot bullets, and a devil machine gunner was torn to pieces, along with a light machine gun. The 30-round bullet board was splashed clean in a few seconds, but only two devils were killed, and there was no ammunition hand, so Jiang Haoran had to throw down the machine gun and change the ammunition in person very unhappily. In fact, this was the case with a lot of machine guns on the ramparts.

Not far away, another light machine gun rang out, Jiang Haoran glanced at it, only to see Zhang Dezhu gritting his teeth and wanting to split, using his shoulder to put a light machine gun on the pass, his right hand frantically pulled the trigger, one left arm hung to the side, and bright red blood slipped from his fingertips on the granite that had already accumulated blood.

The casualties of the machine-gun battalion were heavy, but the Japanese were no better. Several charges down, less than 500 people were alive, and their last round of shells were all still on the city wall, with a clear intention, to cripple the fire on the China, and the remaining soldiers crept forward, as long as they broke through to a distance of 50 meters, even if there were no grenadiers, their grenades could be thrown into the machine-gun sand barrier at the south gate of the Shina people. Because the snipers of the Zhina people were ghostly and ghostly, the officers who came up behind took off the binoculars and command knives and other commander's logos, and hid in the ranks of the soldiers with the 38 big covers, although the command system was guaranteed, but the tenacity of the Zhina people greatly surprised them, and they were overwhelmed by the firepower of the artillery fire, which was resurrected within a few minutes, and they were nailed alive at a distance of about 100 meters from the south gate and could not move forward again.

On a small hillside four miles away, the third wing of the 27th Division of the Japanese Army, wing commander Masao Suzuki, looked at the battle situation in front of him with a telescope, and a subtle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Coming down from the hillside, he got on a side bucket with three wheels, waved his hand behind him, and the locust-like Japanese soldiers began to follow the three wheels at a rapid pace. THE YELLOW DUST RAISED MADE THE SIX 75MM FIELD GUNS AND FOUR 150MM HOWITZERS ON THE HILLSIDE BLUR IN AN INSTANT.

Bian Sanwa soon arrived at Taro Murakami's temporary headquarters, and when Taro Murakami saw the captain coming, he naturally clamped his ass and prepared to salute, but was immediately stopped by Masao Suzuki. Salute before the battle? He didn't want to be targeted by the snipers of the Zhina, although there were still two miles away from the enemy camp, and the woods on both sides had also been searched by the search team, and no one could guarantee that there would be no slip through the net, and as a senior commander, the necessary caution was still necessary.

"Murakami-kun, tell me your opinion." Masao Suzuki seemed unwilling to delay for another minute, and although he had already made up his mind in his mind, he still wanted to hear the analysis of his subordinates.

Although he couldn't salute, hearing the co-captain's question, Taro Murakami unconsciously straightened his chest. "Your Excellency, Wing Commander, according to the humble analysis, although the Sasaki Department was annihilated by the Shina people, they should have shot all the prisoners when they knew that they were invincible. Now the only one who is stubbornly resisting on the city wall should be Jiang Haoran's department, about a battalion of troops. Judging by the fact that their machine-gun fire was quickly replenished after the artillery fire was suppressed, he had been using the refueling tactic. Of course, it is also possible that under the strong firepower, he gave up the garrison of the north gate and the east gate, and mobilized all his forces at the south gate to make a final effort. As for the howitzers, they should be relieved that they didn't fire a single cannon in such a bad shape, which means that they don't have artillery at all, after all, they are a rescue team, and artillery is a highly technical branch of the army, and they have no professional training, even if they shoot out the shells, they will miss a thousand miles. Jiang Haoran was not stupid, he could naturally think that this kind of cannon was not as affordable as a machine gun. ”