If possible, Ushijima Sadao would choose to pick up his command knife and lead his soldiers to rush to the trenches of the Chinese troops, so as to die a heroic death.

But what he was facing now was a frightened crowd of soldiers all around him, and at his feet there was a stream of fuel, and that pale yellow pine resin, and the logs here were mostly pine.

Although humidity can protect against fire under normal circumstances, not only can the flame not be controlled under such a violent burn, but the high temperature will cause the pine resin to flow out, resulting in a larger flame.

It's over, Ushijima Sadao knows that he is finished, and his troops are also finished, and they are burned alive here, they don't have any ability to resist, they can only wait for death.

All the devil soldiers also knew what kind of ending they would be at this time, and they were silent, although whether it was them or any army in the world, they knew that if they were soldiers, they would face death.

But when it comes to real death, these ghost soldiers who are extremely ferocious on the surface and often charge suicidal at every turn also have their own fears.

Suddenly, I don't know which devil soldier sobbed softly, and then I heard the cries of countless people.

But there was no mercy in the war, and suddenly, the fire was like a flowing river of raging lava.

From the place where the flames hit, it rushed like flowing water along the trench under the fortifications towards the place where the devils hit.

Crash......

The exit from the fortifications was suddenly covered in huge flames, followed by a terrifying roar from the fortifications, and a huge explosion raised a fire in the sky.

Huge flames were thrown out directly, and the trees that were contaminated with fuel and emitted pine resin were still burning even after they were thrown out and fell to the ground.

The devil's troops took on a figure in the flames, screaming and screaming, and finally fell to the ground with a thud.

All the devils were silent, they subconsciously retreated, and a trace of fear rose in the hearts of the troops of more than 10,000 people, and no matter who faced such a fire, they would feel extremely frightened.

All the devils could only watch the soldiers on their side struggle in the flames at this time, but they could not do anything about it, because they had no way at all.

Zhang Cheng's eyes stared at the huge flames in front of him, which were tens of meters high and about a thousand meters wide, and he knew that these troops under him finally had a chance to breathe.

But at this moment, there was a sudden sound of intensive shooting and bursts of battle screams outside, Zhang Cheng frowned slightly, but couldn't help sighing.

Sometimes there is a lot of uncertainty in the world, and it is likely that you will lose an opportunity when you pass through a fork in the road.

Zhang Chengcheng gave up the fortifications so that his troops could have plenty of time to recuperate, and at the same time blocked the devil with ferocious flames, so that the devil did not even have a chance to move forward.

The troops had plenty of time to rest, and the devils were not busy attacking, and the increased troops came one after another.

The New First Army also had a large number of troops stationed in its rear, and the arrivals were all main combat units, and the recruits were training or transporting ammunition in the rear. A much larger battle began.

According to the news from the front, the Japanese army has increased its troops to Yinpingshan by nearly 20,000 people, and the enemy has two and a half divisions and regiments, with at least 50,000 people, and Zhang Cheng's new 1st Division has only 50,000 troops after this period of expansion, and half of the troops are still on the periphery. The first time Hu Rongda commanded such a large-scale battle, there was a kind of joy that he was eager to try, Zhang Cheng handed over the command of the defensive troops to Hu Rongda, the first time he completely commanded this kind of large-scale battle, sharpening his knife Huo Huo's mood to show his skills, so that his original tension disappeared, and now Yinping Mountain was surrounded by the enemy, so that these generals did not know how to write the word "afraid".

Hu Rongda is a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers, but Gao Zhisong in Yinping Mountain began to fidget, no one knows Okamura Ningji better than him, the eleventh army of the devil is commanded by him and the strength has increased greatly, this person is a China expert, while studying Chinese history, he also contains all kinds of various forces and factions in China, and his mind is meticulous, insidious and cunning, it can be said that among the generals of the Japanese army invading China, no one can match him.

Hu Rongda stretched out his binoculars from the camouflage on the edge of the trench, and saw that the Japanese troops outside the position had already appeared in the field of vision, and there was no telling how many there were behind, and it was the Ninth Division that was at the head, and the devil's mortars kept bombarding in the distance, and several machine guns of the devils were also strafing

The superiority in strength obviously gave the devil enough confidence, and this second defensive position was only a passage less than five hundred meters wide.

Hu Rongda withdrew his gaze from the binoculars, his face was happy, but Ding Cheng behind him reminded him that it seems that the Japanese army is a large force and pursues on all fronts, this force may not be less, is it not to start the battle in advance and eat some of them, if there are too many devils, don't be attacked by them.

Hu Rongda pouted evilly, if the number of people is too small, how can we verify the power of the commander's new weapon, and open his pockets with confidence, until he can't fit it and then fire, the commander can't pit us.

As early as a few days ago, the supplies of Yinping Mountain have been delivered, and there are not many weapons sent, but the ammunition is sufficient, looking at the "oil drums" dragged by hundreds of bucket trucks in the supplies, Hu Rongda and a group of generals almost fell to the ground, and the car came with more than 400 gunners and ammunition men of Marin's artillery brigade, and they tried their best to explain to them that this is not an ordinary oil drum, designed by the commander himself, called "no conscience cannon", that power, tsk, I won't tell you, anyway, our brigade commander calculated, Even a division of the enemy would not have been able to shoot a few shots.

"Ma Lin has calculated," Hu Rongda almost sprayed rice, when will this Ma Lin calculate, according to his calculation method of "one bazooka goes down to pierce several enemy tanks", I am afraid that this discount will have to be folded in half and then folded.

However, since it was designed by the army commander, it must not be much worse, at least these shells weighing more than a dozen pounds and wrapped like super cannonballs are still quite scary.

Hu Rongda assigned them to various fortresses, and the light and heavy weapons responsible for blocking the devils were ready, and at this moment, more than 100 "conscienceless cannons" were lying on the temporary forts of the trenches with their black holes open, and the artillerymen were squatting next to them excitedly, just waiting for an order.

Soon, the walkie-talkie in Hu Rongda's hand rang, and Ma Yiming's low voice was heard, and the devils of the two brigades had already attacked and could act.

"Rub, this is not a few devils in the past," Hu Rong scolded and threw the walkie-talkie behind the guard, picked up the binoculars and aimed again.

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