Fukuda Hisaei was killed, the number of Japanese artillery units began to decrease significantly, and the Japanese heavy artillery positions set up on Shijia Mountain fell into a crisis.

Huang Guohua did not know about Sun Weiguo's wounding at this time, and he commanded more than 60 officers and soldiers of the guard battalion to fight against the remnants of the Japanese army.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, an infantry squadron of the Japanese army stationed on the position halfway up the mountain was completely annihilated, Yang Tiezhu and Wang Fuguo immediately rushed to the top of the mountain with the troops of the guard company of the first regiment, and the sniper team that came to the top of the mountain in advance came to the top of the mountain in advance under the leadership of Zheng Guanzilin and Chen Hao.

By the time Yang Tiezhu and Wang Fuguo arrived with a pre-regiment of guards, the battle on the top of the mountain was nearing its end.

The remnants of dozens of Japanese troops were being gradually wiped out, and the Japanese artillery on the top of the hill was the opponent of the officers and men of the elite guard battalion, and they were killed one by one.

"It's a pity, it's hard to bring this thing back, and even if you bring it back, no one will use it, so I'll ask the brigade commander what to do with these heavy artillery."

Huang Guohua had already come to the front of the heavy artillery, and when Fukuda Hisaei was killed, the Japanese troops began to blow up the heavy artillery.

Although the officers and soldiers stopped it in time, the Japanese still blew up two artillery pieces, but the remaining six cannons and a large number of shells became trophies.

Huang Guohua couldn't help but feel embarrassed when he looked at the heavy artillery in front of him, first, it was difficult for them to take away these heavy artillery, and second, the artillery in the new Second Brigade would not use this kind of heavy artillery at all.

"Battalion commander, brigade commander, he ......" A soldier walked quickly in front of Huang Guohua, and the soldier approached Huang Guohua directly and whispered a few words to Huang Guohua.

"What? Destroy the heavy artillery immediately. When Huang Guohua heard the news that Sun Weiguo was injured, his brows furrowed tightly, and he immediately gave an order.

As soon as his order was issued, Zheng Guan Zilin, who was in the sniper team, shouted loudly: "Battalion Commander Huang, look, there are Japanese troops marching towards us, this must be the troops of the 1st Brigade of the Japanese Army, they have tanks." ”

When Huang Guohua heard Zheng Guanzilin's words, he immediately raised his binoculars and looked in the direction of the Songxi River, Huang Guohua saw that a large number of Japanese troops were preparing to cross the river, and four tanks and four armored vehicles had already crossed the river and were moving quickly towards here.

"It's six kilometers away, and now the shelling can stop them." Just as Huang Guohua was about to evacuate quickly, a voice came from his side.

Huang Guohua glanced to his side, and a Liang Zerui wearing the uniform of a lieutenant colonel of the Jin Sui Army appeared in his sight.

"What's going on, who is this?" Huang Guohua asked with a puzzled face.

"Battalion Commander Huang, this is a prisoner of war, rescued by us." Liu Nuo immediately replied.

LIANG ZERUI HAD ALREADY PUT AWAY THE DELICATE TELESCOPE, AND HE QUICKLY CAME TO A 105MM CANNON, AND LIANG ZERUI SKILLFULLY BEGAN TO ADJUST THE FIRING ANGLE OF THE CANNON.

A cannonball was also quickly loaded by Liang Zerui, and looking at the direction, Liang Zerui was about to pull and launch the cannonball, but Huang Guohua stopped in front of him.

"You're going to use this kind of heavy artillery?" Huang Guohua said suspiciously.

"I graduated from the Artillery Department of the Japanese Non-commissioned Officer Military Academy, and I was lucky enough to get a second place at that time, and this telescope was given by the little devil emperor. I used to be the deputy battalion commander of the 10th Artillery Brigade, I fought in Nanjing, and after the fall of Nanjing, I came to the North China battlefield, but I am not a descendant of Yan Xishan, he just gave me a false position of lieutenant colonel and deputy regiment commander. This brother, now if you don't let me shoot, the little devil is about to rush over, you let me shoot, I guarantee that you can withdraw safely, seeing that the little devil's armored car is not there, I will make him scrap metal in a while. ”

Liang Zerui shook the binoculars, he said in a calm tone, held the telescope and looked at it, Liang Zerui said confidently.

Huang Guohua looked at Liang Zerui, he hesitated for a moment, and then Huang Guohua asked, "Do you have a way to take these heavy artillery away?" ”

"There's a way, you let me shoot first." Liang Zerui said anxiously.

Huang Guohua got out of the way, and he began to put the soldiers in charge of guarding, and he stood aside with a few people.

"PLUG YOUR EARS, OPEN YOUR MOUTH, YOU GUYS BE CAREFUL, THIS TYPE 92 105MM CANNON HAS A LOT OF RECOIL." Liang Zerui said lightly.

"Hey, it's not like I've never seen artillerymen fire shells, you fire the cannons, I'll watch right here." Liu Nuo said with a relaxed face.

Liang Zerui didn't continue to say anything, he pulled the firing cord, and the cannonball was immediately fired, and the cannonball quickly crossed the air.

The dust on the ground began to fly, and the hot bullet casings fell to the ground, and Liu Nuo sat directly on the ground, his ears buzzing.

"My dear mother, this movement is really powerful, no wonder a single cannonball can kill more than a dozen of us."

"Battalion commander, we will withstand the Japanese attack, and we will transport these heavy artillery back no matter what."

"But it's very strange, where is the brigade commander, the brigade commander can do anything, if the brigade commander is here, he will definitely use these heavy artillery."

The cannonball was fired by Liang Zerui, and just seeing the powerful recoil of the cannon, the soldiers began to talk about it.

At this time, the Japanese armored detachment had begun to take the lead in crossing the Songxi River, and Morikawa Nakasa rode in an 89 tank.

He felt that the Chinese troops attacking Shijiashan must have suffered heavy casualties, and he even thought that as long as his armored detachment went to Shijiashan, it would definitely give the Chinese troops a fatal blow.

Four tanks were driving in front, four armored vehicles followed behind them, and one of the Type 92 armored vehicles was moving relatively fast and was already about to catch up with the tanks in front.

At this time, the sound of artillery began to sound, but the devil soldiers inside the tanks and armored vehicles could not be heard at all.

"Your Excellency the brigade commander, listen, it's the sound of artillery, the artillery unit in Shijiashan has begun to assist us in the battle, and the Chinese troops will definitely suffer heavy losses this time."

Chiaki Hattori, chief of staff of the 1st Brigade of the Mixed Battle, who had just crossed the river, came to the front of the brigade commander Momoyo Nagasura and said.

Momoyo Kunomura held the binoculars and looked behind him, his brows furrowed slightly, and the expression on his face became complicated.

The troops of the Pre-1st Regiment launched a pursuit, which Kunomura Momoyo could have predicted, but he did not expect that the troops of the Pre-1st Regiment would start to pursue their troops as if they had gone crazy.

Seeing that the first regiment of troops was about to engage his rearguard troops, at this time, hearing the sound of artillery, Kunomura Momoyo's heart also relaxed a little.

"Shijiashan is easy to defend and difficult to attack, Sun Weiguo ignored this, and his troops may not be able to overcome the heavy artillery troops." Kunomura Momoyo muttered to himself.