Chapter 213: Jinguan Bridge (4)

On the position of the Confucian Temple, the brothers who stayed in the trenches were using their lives to attract the attention of the devils, and the Dare to Die Company, under the leadership of the company commander, continued to use the craters to move forward......

Of course, the two infantry squadrons that accompanied the advance of the devil tank were not vegetarians, and the crooked handles of the machine gun squad and the Type 92 heavy machine guns began to set up positions one after another, and the devil lay on the ground and pulled the trigger;

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

"Da Da Da ......"

Bullets like water poured over the forward positions of the Confucian Temple, and from time to time brothers who showed their bodies were beaten into a hornet's nest by the roaring bullets;

"Grenadier! Shoot! ”

The squadron leader who led the attack by the devil brandished his command knife, damn, what are these people doing! So much artillery fire didn't kill them?

"Tom tom!"

"Ahh

The devil's grenadiers quickly began to shoot, grenades fell near various fire points, and the howls of the hit trenches and craters continued to waft through the positions......

"Bang!"

The grenade explosion swept the mud and sand in a radial pattern, and the shrapnel mixed in the mud and sand caused many machine gunners to fall to the ground with a miserable howl;

The surviving ammunition man or sub-shooter next to him picks up the light machine gun and continues to shoot, and the conditions must be created for the death squads, and they cannot be sent to death in vain!

The devil's grenadier was suppressing the machine gunners of the 159th Division, and Lin Weitao couldn't care about saving mortar shells, so he roared and ordered: "Give me the devil's grenadier and heavy machine gun, as well as the infantry!" Don't save ammo, and don't save labor! ”

"Boom!"

"Boom"

"Boom"

The mortar position is behind the forward position, and the grenades fired by the mortars keep exploding in the ranks of the devils, although the devils have been lying on the ground, but the devils, grenadier operators and machine gunners around the landing point lack shrapnel from the grenades, and they keep rolling on the ground with a miserable howl, and the queue of the devils attacking is full of casualties......

"Brothers, it's 50 meters, and there's no cover ahead! If you're not afraid of death, follow me! The company commander shouted angrily,

"Kill the devil!" The daring who roared angrily was not timid, and he trembled horizontally and vertically, and jumped out of cover with a grenade,

"Puff puff ......"

But the on-board machine gun on the devil tank is not vegetarian, and seeing half of the infantry rushing towards him, everyone knows what these people want to do! The people of China had no other weapons to endanger themselves except human bombs, and of course these tank machine gunners knew what to guard against;

A series of bullets hit the brothers who jumped out of the bunker, and under the strong kinetic energy, the blood of the brothers was swayed, and they fell to the ground unwillingly......

"Fight!" A long row of red-eyed men watched their brothers die one after another, pulling the cord of the grenade and putting it on their hands, fitting into one of the devil's tanks, regardless of whether it was stone or shrapnel in front of them. The regiment jumped and rolled towards the devil's tank, so that even if he was hit by a bullet, he could roll to the front of the devil's tank by relying on the kinetic energy from top to bottom......

"Knock knock knock ......" The machine gunner of the devil tank looked at a crazy group of people coming towards him, and the on-board machine gun was shooting frantically at this meat mass,

"Poof, poof, poof"

The platoon leader did not escape the fate of being shot and killed, but the good thing was that when the first bullet hit the body, the platoon pulled the grenade's drawstring viciously, and the white smoke grenade followed his corpse towards the devil's tank......

"Boom!"

A platoon leader who completely thought of himself as a dead man exploded less than a meter away from the devil tank, and the sheer power of the cluster grenade turned the platoon-long corpse into debris, and the blood mist filled the front of the tank with a large amount of dirt and dust......

"Lao Kong!" The commander of a company roared,

"Brothers, see you in twenty years!" The commander of a company rushed a few steps tightly, learning to roll towards the devil's tank in a row......

"Kill!" The brothers who had followed the same example jumped one after another and rolled towards the devil's tank......

"Yaga!" The machine gunners of the six tanks of the devil shot frantically, trying to block the approach of the death squads, and the devil infantry who followed behind also leaned out and rushed forward, trying to stop these crazy death squads;

"Fire with all your might! Crush the devil infantry! With tears in his eyes, the leader of the front shouted loudly,

"Bang, bang, bang!"

"Da Da Da ......"

On the position of the Confucian Temple, the light machine gunners didn't care about shifting their positions, and frantically poured the bullets in the magazines, pouring fire at the devil's infantry;

"Puff puff ......"

The devils who leaned out and attacked forward were shot one after another, but their strong bodies still couldn't resist the strength lost by the blood flying, and they fell to the ground one after another howling......

The crazy Czech light machine gun ran out of magazines, and before they could change the second magazine, a steady stream of devil soldiers kept coming out from behind the tanks with corpses, trying to cover the retreat of their tanks with their own flesh and blood......

"Yaga!"

Seeing dozens of human bombs frantically rolling towards the devil tank, he didn't care about the devil infantry behind him in the driver's roaring and cursing, and stepped on the accelerator hard, trying to reverse backwards to leave this crazy hell......

But the driver forgot that at such a close distance, the time it took for the tank to reverse and leave was enough for the daredevils to roll from a farther place under their stomachs;

"Boom!"

A lucky veteran was not hit by a machine-gun bullet, and in the continuous acceleration of rolling, he calmly pulled the fuse of the cluster grenade, and looked back at the position of the Confucian Temple; The hand holding the grenade poked into the bottom of the devil's tank; In the earth-shattering explosion, the devil's tank was blown up in flames and smoke......

"Boom, boom, boom"

The suicide squad's human bombs continued to explode around the devil's tank, and the devil's tank dodged one, but it couldn't dodge more than a dozen ......

There is only one tank left of the two squads, and this tank has also become a fixed fire point because the track has been blown up, and it is only a matter of time before it is blown up......

"Kill and give!"

The bombing tanks caused heavy casualties to the devils hiding behind the tanks, and the devil officers were screaming as hard as they could, trying to pass the last 100 meters with the bravery of the Imperial Japanese Army......

"Quick! Bring the little devil down! "Behind the burning devil tank, the figure of the devil kept coming, rushing towards his trench, his own regiment had suffered heavy casualties, there was less than a battalion of brothers alive on the position, and the voice of the forward regiment commander had become hoarse.

The two Min's two or four heavy machine guns in the forward position have been blown up by the devil's tank guns, and they have lost their fire support points, and the forward regiment can only rely on the rifles in their hands and the Czech style to block the devil's advance;

"Da Da Da ......"

There are fewer and fewer remaining Czech light machine guns, and the figure of the devil is gradually becoming clear;

"Bang, bang, bang"

The infantry attacked by the devils were at such a distance, with terrible accuracy, that the brethren who shot in the trenches and craters were constantly headshot by the devils.....

The thinning of the gunfire heralded fewer and fewer brothers at the front......