The explosions rang out in unison, and the splashed stones rolled down the hill in a dense manner. In Liu Hui's opinion, such a strong explosion is difficult for even an ant to survive, let alone a human.

Five or six minutes later, Liu Hui was no longer afraid, she regretted the life that grew on the mountain, and slowly turned a pair of resentful eyes to the south, and vaguely saw that something that could explode was launched from two iron cylinders, and her heart moved: "Cylinder, could it be the cannon that Xu Zhihong said?" Right! It must be, something that can explode should be called a cannonball. He said that the best way for a sniper to destroy an enemy's artillery is to shoot the butt of a shell and detonate it. She sped southwest along the peak, hid her figure, and looked for the cannonball's butt with her gun. She watched the devil send the shells into the barrel one by one, and asked herself: "Where are the shells?" How big is a fart? Hee-hee! The human ass is in the back, and the cannonball ass will never be in the front. But how do you distinguish between the front and back shells? She thought hard for a while, and suddenly said: "The tip is in the front, and the circle is in the back, that is to say, the pointed is the head, and the round is the fart." She kept her eyes on the scope, searching for and tracking the munitionmen.

Time passed minute by minute, and after a bag of cigarettes, the opportunity finally came. An ammunition man took a few shells from the box and placed them on a stone, the tail of which came into Yanagi's line of sight, and she immediately pulled the trigger. The bullet penetrated the air and hit the protruding part of the center of the tail of the shell, causing a chain explosion with a shocking bang.

Boom Boom Boom ......

The earth was humming, and the mountains were shaking, as if the sky had fallen.

The explosion lasted only two minutes before it came to an abrupt halt. Liu Hui was shocked and saw a large round pit blown out of the mountain road, and the pit was surrounded by stumps and flesh and blood stains.

As the commander of the vanguard team, Kojima Shaosa was angry when he saw that the three charges failed to take the small hill in front of him, and ordered the artillery team to shell for 20 minutes. Ten minutes passed in a blink of an eye, and Kojima Shaozo stood on the hillside, holding a telescope in his hand, and a sinister smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Suddenly, the sudden explosion stunned him, and then a wave of air tossed him on his back, and before he could get up, a lieutenant crushed him under his body. For a while, the rubble rained down, hitting his cheeks painfully. When the explosion subsided, he was helped up by the lieutenant, spat out the sand in his mouth, looked at Takeda Shou who ran over, and shouted, "Takeda-kun, what's the matter?" ”

Takeda Shou's head caused the stone to smash out a large bag, the size of a fist. He covered his big bag in his hand and said, "Your Excellency Shaozuo, for some reason, the artillery shell exploded in a chain, destroying the artillery team. Kojima Shaoza seemed to be unconvinced, and asked, "Really?" Takeda Shou nodded and said, "All fifty-five artillerymen were killed, and none of them survived. ”

Kojima Shaoza was furious and wanted to sprinkle his evil anger on the Eight Routes, shouting: "Takeda Squadron, give me an attack, defeat the Eight Routes, and take the mountains in front." Takeda Shou turned around and shouted wildly, leading his soldiers to launch a fourth charge.

The Eighth Road on the mountain ridge was responsible for blocking the attack, and the three battalions and one company of the Independent Regiment of the First Brigade were taught. Company Commander Liu Yifei waited for the explosion to stop, arched his body in the bunker, shook off the stones and sand on his head and body, and revealed a face blackened by gunsmoke. He looked left and right and shouted, "Is there anything else alive?" ”

Soon, a head arched out of the stone and said with a smile: "Company commander, the devil cannon can't kill my Wang Fei." Afterwards, many more soldiers came out of their bunkers, their faces as black as the company commanders, and no one could tell their true faces.

Liu Yifei said: "Platoon Commander Wang, check the wounded and ammunition." He picked up his binoculars and observed the movements of the devils, and when he saw the broken corpses and the big round pit, he immediately understood what had just happened. But there was one thing he couldn't understand, how could the devil's shell explode on its own? He couldn't figure it out, so he didn't think about it, and stared at the devil who was about to move.

Wang Fei walked up to Liu Yifei with a crooked machine gun and said, "Company commander, there are still seventeen soldiers left, including four wounded, Jin Feng has already bandaged them, and he can still continue to fight." Liu Yifei put down the binoculars, saw him holding a crooked machine gun in his hand, and asked, "Da Lao Li sacrificed?" Wang Fei said: "Yes, he had half of the shrapnel cut off his head, but he protected this machine gun intact." ”

Liu Yifei stretched out his hand and said, "Platoon Commander Wang, the devil is here, quickly give me the machine gun." Wang Fei said: "I am a machine gunner, and in my hands, I can give full play to the maximum power of the machine gun." He jumped into his bunker.

Liu Yifei touched his waist, only took out two grenades, his heart was cold, and he shouted: "Comrades, save ammunition and wait for the devil to get close before fighting." ”

The devil rushed to the foot of the mountain, did not hesitate at all, and rushed up with a shining bayonet.

Liu Hui ran back and saw more than a dozen human heads sparsely exposed on the mountain, and immediately understood, it turned out that Balu had dug a bunker and hid his body inside. When he saw the one or two hundred devils rushing up, his heart tightened, and he couldn't help but secretly worry about Balu.

When Liu Yifei was still more than 60 meters away from the devil, he shouted loudly: "Fight!" ”

Da! Da! Da! ……

Wang Fei's crooked handle was the first to sound, and the devils who were caught off guard were swept down four or five at once. Liu Yifei had good marksmanship, knocked down four devils with six shots, and pulled the trigger on the seventh shot, but found that the bullet case did not jump out. He pulled out the magazine and saw that the bullets were gone. He threw the two remaining grenades behind the enemy group, pulled out the broadsword on his back, and shouted: "Comrades, get on the bayonet." ”

The devil likes to fight with his opponent with a bayonet the most, and when he sees that the eight bullets are gone, he pulls the bolt to withdraw the bullet from the chamber and pounces upward.

Liu Yifei jumped out of cover, raised his big knife with one hand, and glared at the devil who was getting closer and closer. Forty meters...... Thirty meters...... White-knuckle combat is on the verge of breaking out.