The devil's artillery fire stopped, but it made the soldiers uneasy, and they were guessing how many people were "many" in Liao Changsheng's mouth?

"Is there a third line of defense behind us?" Liao Changsheng asked the company commander, and the company commander nodded in confusion. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Go and let your regimental commander come up with all the soldiers."

Liao Changsheng seems that for defending the city, it is not much use to get a few lines of defense, it is better to concentrate troops and fight last.

The company commander couldn't figure out Liao Changsheng's thoughts, but from the battle just now, it could be seen that Liao Changsheng would indeed fight, and he would win the battle.

"Commander, Liao Changsheng asked you to bring your brothers to support."

Wu Ting and Liao Changsheng thought of it together, and were rushing to the second line of defense with their soldiers, when they met a panicked company commander on the way.

Wu Ting couldn't believe her ears, she didn't expect Liao Changsheng to be alive, and asked excitedly, "Who are you talking about?" ”

"Liao Changsheng, it's the guerrilla captain!" The company commander was stupid and stupid and didn't figure out the situation.

"Liao Changsheng!" Wu Ting thought silently in her heart, and hurriedly led the soldiers to support.

The largest firepower of the 137th Regiment, the three machine guns, also rolled on the bluestone pavement.

When Wu Ting saw Liao Changsheng's face blackened by the cannonballs again, she was speechless and stared affectionately.

Liao Changsheng's haggard face opened up a smile, and Wu Ting's tears overflowed.

I wanted to stretch out my arms and lie down in his arms and hug him tightly, but the soldiers around him were watching, Wu Ting could only suppress this instinctive impulse, wiped her tears with her sleeves, and showed a smile, this smile was very bitter.

Wu Ting immediately changed the mood of commanding the battle and deployed the battle.

Liao Changsheng walked to the side with Jin Pengfei in his arms, and whispered, "If you can't hold it by then, you take Wu Ting away." ”

"Brother Changsheng, you know the character of Head Wu, what if she doesn't leave?"

"Knock her out and carry her away, the commander of the 42nd Army is waiting for her, she is the only seedling of the Wu family." Liao Changsheng watched Wu Ting command the battle seriously, and the gratitude in his heart for facing this woman was indescribable in words, maybe his decision could make her life easier.

"And what do you do?" Jin Pengfei asked.

"I~" Liao Changsheng smiled and didn't say anything, he should have died in the canyon with the guerrillas, so why not do it again?

Liao Changsheng just turned his head and heard the sound of the earth shaking, and then several cannonballs flew in the sky, falling with white smoke.

"Get down!" Liao Changsheng hugged Wu Ting and flew out for several meters.

"Boom!" Just a few moments later, the cannonball landed where the two had just spoken, and the fire burned brightly in the eyeballs.

The sacks piled up into bunkers were blown into scattered sand, and Wu Ting covered her head and took a look, it was so dangerous.

"Thank you!" Wu Ting thanked gently.

Liao Changsheng slowly let go of the hand holding Wu Ting, helped her up, and patted the dust on her body.

The man was heroic and meticulous, and Wu Ting suddenly had some strange thoughts, which were manifested on her blushing face.

The sudden bombing of the devils just now caught the soldiers off guard, and the military uniforms of the soldiers who were busy tidying up the battlefield were burned black and smoking, and the soldiers seemed to be lying on the ground as if they were not moving.

"Brother, wake up!"

Still not moving, making sure he was gone, the cannonball tearing flesh and bringing out a long trail of bright red blood as the air wave spread.

Looking at the black and red faces under the big caps, some soldiers who were fighting for the first time sat on the ground tightly with their guns in their arms, their eyes wide open, their legs kicking, and their buttocks rubbing on the ground and moving backwards.

The devil's heavy artillery is not small, and it has received the desired effect.

For Muto, temporarily ordering not to charge does not mean that you will have some leisure time.

Always show the majesty of the empire in front of you at all times, he wants to tell the soldiers of the 137th Regiment, surrender! Accept it, there is no suspense in this war.

"Kameda-kun, I'll leave it to you, I'll go rest and rest!" Muto handed the telescope to Kameda, showing pride that no one else could see.

"HI, don't worry." Kameda looked through the telescope's field of vision, and with a wave of his hand, the cannon scrambled to release the sound of cannibalism.

The ground shook violently, like an earthquake, and the rubble on the ruins of the city walls shook and slid down.

Coupled with the few heavy cannons brought by Muto, the current devil artillery camp is extremely fierce.

The second line of defense was surrounded by the sound of shelling, which almost shattered the eardrums of the soldiers, and they gradually felt that they had lost their hearing.

"Mom, are you beaten by devils like this?" The company commander roared passionately, preparing to attack on the defensive, and took the initiative to attack and charge towards the devil.

His idea was immediately stopped by Liao Changsheng, "You can't be righteous, calm down!" ”

Liao Changsheng knows that even if all the soldiers rush out now, there is no chance of winning, and they will become the ghosts of the devil's bullets, this is not the time for individualistic heroes, instead of taking risks to send them, there is still a chance to struggle on the contrary to passive defense.

In the face of the unbridled bombardment of the devils, Liao Changsheng was not completely stunned and did not respond.

Didn't the 137th Regiment still have three machine guns? It's a little inferior to the devil's heavy artillery, but it's not useless.

"Repay others in their own way!" Liao Changsheng proposed to Wu Ting.

Wu Ting immediately arranged it, and fifteen artillery men operated three machine guns and were ready.

"Put!"

The three machine guns showed their bloodthirsty heroism, and the long muzzles of the guns erupted at high pressure accompanied by three puffs of smoke, and the rising shells flew towards the devil's position.

"What's that?" Kameda squinted his eyes and exclaimed, took a closer look at the three shells, and hurriedly ran backwards, but fell to the ground and rolled twice without standing firmly.

"Boom!"

The devil's cannon was spread out in a row, only ten meters apart, and the effect of the three shells was huge, and several of the devil's heavy cannons were scattered, and the heavy iron lumps were twisted and placed on the ground with white smoke.

More than a dozen devil artillery soldiers were not spared, engulfed in fire and smoke, and in the large pit where the shells exploded, you could vaguely see stumps and broken flesh, or a body without a head, charred and black, and the blood from the tears flowed out, staining the loose soil into full particles.

Hearing the sound of the cannon, Muto, who was sleeping in the military vehicle with Jiro's legs crossed, was startled, his body bounced off, and his feet cramped before he had time to retract, and the pain was unbearable.

"What's the situation?" Muto looked through the glass of the car window as a black fog rose into the air from the artillery positions ahead.

"General, we have been attacked." The devil next to him bowed his head and bent down in reply.

"They can actually shoot artillery, Yo Xi, smart Chinese soldiers!" Muto was very satisfied, and it showed his great achievements after winning the war.