"If you want me to say, what kind of effort do you have to do with them, anyway, they have already entered the ambush circle, put the heavy artillery brigade out and build it, and sweep the machine guns in the bunker, won't this battle be over?" Yin Donglai pouted.

"Brother Donglai, I can explain this!" Zhang Dabiao looked at Yin Donglai and glanced at Jiang Haoran again, as if he was smiling.

"Oh, tell me!" Jiang Haoran clasped his hands in front of Xiong, looking expectant.

Zhang Dabiao said: "Although the devils are attacking on all fronts, you see that their tanks are completely concentrated in the central part north of Dajianling, and the intention of concentrating superior forces to break through is obvious, and the scattered forces will definitely not be able to be gathered at once, once the breakthrough is successful, the follow-up forces will be unsustainable, and it is impossible for them to expose all the soldiers to our artillery fire, so the Japanese army must still have ambushes in the ravine opposite, and the army commander means to beat out their ambushes and pack them up, army commander, I don't know if what I said is right?"

"Hahaha!" Jiang Haoran stroked his palm and said, "Brother Siyuan, it seems that I have to move your seat, okay, the deputy commander is you!"

"Ah, this can't work, military commander, this really can't work, Brother Da Kun still doesn't spit out my saliva?" Zhang Dabiao was really panicked, and waved his hands continuously.

"In my army, people make the best use of their talents and materials, don't talk about any feelings, and besides, you don't have any psychological burden, tell Liu Dakun the news, I dare to guarantee that he is happier than you!"

Jiang Haoran didn't pay attention to them after speaking, got up and walked out, just arrived at the door, a young woman wearing a goose yellow windbreaker hurriedly passed by, her long hair with clear soup and noodles just covered her face, and there was a camera hanging on her shoulder, it seemed to be a reporter, Jiang Haoran looked at her back, and suddenly felt that this back was very familiar, and just about to stop her, a sour female voice sounded behind her.

"What, do you like it again? Do you want me to chase after you?"

Jiang Haoran looked back, Leng Rushuang was looking at him with a frosty face, and immediately laughed: "Hehe, don't you think it's familiar?" Fix me up? Ghostly, when you see a woman, you fall in love with it?"

"Humph!" Leng Rushuang's nose made an accent, and Yin Donglai and Zhang Dabiao, who had just come out, saw that the situation was not right, and hurriedly walked to the headquarters on the basement floor.

"Huh! I'll follow you" Jiang Haoran waved and followed behind them, in this case, it was the wisest to grit oil on the soles of his feet, and he was so angry that he gritted his teeth and stomped his feet in the back, but there was no way.

Frontier.

"Boom, boom!"

The artillery fire finally launched an attack on the enemy on a large scale, and mountain artillery, field artillery, and mortars rained down from the main fort and sub-fort on each hill into the enemy's battlefield. And the artillery wing of the Japanese artillery also began to cover the front line with artillery fire.

For a time, the entire battlefield was filled with gunsmoke, rubble flew sideways, and gunshots, cannons, and shouts rang out in a ball.

The Japanese tanks advanced to the front line of 300 meters and finally could not climb up again, after a puff of smoke came out of the back of the buttocks, most of them stopped struggling, the pestle formed a steel trench in front of the Japanese army, and the gun barrels in front and the machine guns on the tower frantically fired at the firing holes of the pillboxes, even if the machine guns in the fortress stopped firing for a few seconds, they could provide a chance for the soldiers behind them to rush forward.

The distance of 300 meters was basically no other way than to block it with the bodies of Japanese soldiers.

The terrifying lethality of the machine gun made the heroic imperial army also become timid, hiding behind the chariot for half a day and did not dare to attack, a scoop of bullets hit the chariot clanging, firelight splashed, fortunately, the armor of the chariot increased to fifty centimeters thick, otherwise it would have been beaten into a sieve by the machine gun, but it also exceeded the limit of power, and it was no longer able to climb up.

The commander of the 13th Wing of the 6th Division of the Japanese Army, Shinichiro Hashimoto, hid behind a chariot and was panting heavily, having just escaped a round of artillery fire.

Looking at the cannonballs blooming everywhere behind him, and the blood and flesh of the imperial army warriors continued to fly and die on the spot, Hashimoto Shinichiro's face slowly became hideous.

Shinichiro Hashimoto glanced left and right, and then howled, "Herald, come here!"

A Japanese soldier crawled out from the back of a chariot next to him and quickly climbed in front of Ichiro Hashimoto.

"Order, the captains immediately organize troops to attack, send the flamethrowers to a distance of forty meters from the bunker at any cost, and burn them to death for me!"

"Hay!" The herald bowed and left.

In Pillbox No. 32, four machine-gun firing holes and more than a dozen rifle firing holes were all standing with people, and everyone's ears were stuffed with cotton, even if the enemy's shells rained down on the bunker's dings and outer walls, making a rumbling sound, they were indifferent, unheard, shooting, loading, logistics, and busy in an orderly manner, countless shells fell to the ground, and no sound could be heard at all, because all were covered by the roar of machine guns.

With his sleeves rolled up high, the muscles on his arms bulging, and the green tendons on the backs of his hands exposed, he personally swept the bullets out of the shooting holes with a "click" of Makqin, and as long as there were Japanese soldiers showing their heads on the side of the tank, they would be immediately beaten into a sieve by him.

Suddenly, he called out indistinctly, stopped shooting, patted the shoulder of a soldier next to him and motioned for him to take his place, and then his eyes swept left and right, and his eyes fell on a senior soldier who was constantly shooting with a rifle, and pulled him out, howling: "Third brother, there is a devil with two iron cans on his back in front of the left, that is the devil's flamethrower, kill him for Lao Tzu, let him break through to fifty meters, all our people here are finished!"

Wang Huzi's real name is Wang Ergou, a native of Northeast China, who joined Liu Duoqian's 49th Army in 34 years, and then went to the Songhu battlefield with the 49th Army, was scattered in the battlefield, and was later incorporated into a number of troops, participated in the Battle of Nanjing, the Battle of Xuzhou, and then the Battle of Wuhan was incorporated into the First Army of Luhan, blocking the Japanese army in the periphery of Wuning.

When hundreds of people of the Nanshan Independent Brigade rushed out of the enemy's encirclement from Wuning City, they recruited troops with great fanfare, which made Wang Huzi, who was still the squad leader at the time, think about it, why not join the strongest troops, so he took a squad of soldiers to slip away and went with the Nanshan Independent Brigade.

I have fought countless tough battles with the devils, and the absolute veteran oil is one, and of course the devil's guys are all clear, so as soon as the devil's flamethrower and archer came up, Wang Huzi became nervous.

Wang Huzi even gestured, and the third put his head to the shooting hole to look at the old man for a long time, and finally understood what Wang Huzi said, and after nodding heavily, the third child shook the middle formal in his hand, pushed the bullet to load, and simply aimed the muzzle of the gun out of the shooting hole.

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