The gray sky finally ushered in a glimmer of light, and the smoke of the battlefield was filled, and the two iron warships that broke the waves stirred the water, and the machine guns on the ships let out a roar of death. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The platoon of bullets flew towards the trench in an impenetrable wind, and "poof" burrowed into the dirt, the soldiers couldn't raise their heads at all, and closed and closed again, and the powerful fire cover made the soldiers at the front have no respite at all.

More than a dozen devil artillerymen on the wooden boat took out their treasures, and more than twenty throwing canisters roared into the gray sky at the same time, and the cannonballs flew out of the wooden boats, although the wooden boats were a little bumpy on the river, but they did not affect the destruction of the soldiers by the cannonballs falling from the sky.

The sound of shells resounded in the sky, the flames of the explosion were as dazzling as the summer sun, the scorching heat and air waves turned the winter into a hot summer day, the faces of the soldiers were reddened, the chapped lips were moistened, and the deafening sound made the speeches between the soldiers disappear.

The green south bank of the Wujiang River is like purgatory, the soldiers suffer from the torture of life and death, the cannonballs add a thick stroke in the trenches, the formation of deep pits are scattered, and there is a unique spectacle, the green smoke, the soil is slowly scattered, and a mud rain falls on the slopes of the entire south of the city.

The soldiers' bodies were like grass ashes, and there was no way to escape in the face of the pouring cannonballs, and a brother in the trench could only watch his comrades being torn apart, and the flesh and blood that fell from the tears could still make the living soldiers have thoughts and sighs.

The brothers who disappeared into the artillery fire and disappeared made the soldiers feel painful, and they did not dare to run around in the trenches, and all the soldiers were silent as usual, even if there were a thousand helplessness in their hearts, they did not dare to make too big a move, and they could not tell the next shell to fall into the position where they were standing.

The gray sky was stained with a faint layer of blood, and the smoke could not hide the blood sprayed by the dead soldiers.

The brothers in the trenches put aside the layers of dirt that had been kicked off by the shells and watched the movements of the devils anew, ensuring the best view, and giving them a heavy blow.

Under the cover of the iron warship, the devil transported on the wooden boat got off the ship, did not launch a charge like last time, suffered two losses, and the devil was also a lot more cautious, looking at the trenches and big pits in front of him, the little devil slowly groped forward.

The four machine guns of the iron-covered warship stared fiercely at the trenches, and the two dozen or so throwing canisters fixed on the shore also stared at the trenches with great intensity.

The squad leader of the first row of trenches, with his fingers to draw a thin line of vision, squinted his eyes at the footsteps of the devil's advance, and according to the instructions of the regiment commander, the devil entered the grenade bombing range and launched an attack, when the brothers of the second and third platoons covered the fire to ensure the maximum killing and injury of the devil.

The squad leader ordered to go down and redistribute all the grenades of the brothers who were killed by the shells, this meal can't be cheap little devil, this last bullet fire must let the little devil have no return.

The dozen or so devils who came up to him cowered and crossed the tidal flats and came to the avenue south of the city, where the rubble and ruins on both sides of the avenue were under the bombardment of shells, which gave the soldiers a better view.

The squad leader in the first row of trenches held his breath and visually measured the distance, as if the hand that had been raised next to him was stiff and could not fall for a long time.

"One hundred and fifty meters, one hundred meters"

The squad leader whispered silently, the soldiers in the trenches watched the gesture of the squad leader, holding the grenade in his right hand, pulling the lead in his left hand, the air was condensed, and his breathing became very tight, the soldiers were full of sweat, and the left hand holding the lead also had large sweat dripping, and the soft soil under his feet had turned into thin mud.

More than a dozen devils all entered a distance of 100 meters, the squad leader pulled off the fuse and threw the grenade, the grenade swirled in the air, there was no artillery fire and gunfire, and the "sizzle" of the grenade fuse burning was particularly clear.

The devil with the steel helmet raised his head, his vision followed the grenade drop, the devil quickly dodged the explosion of the grenade, a big pit appeared in front of him, the devil smiled, looked at the trench with strange eyes, put away the gun, thinking that the bluff at the end of the crossbow!

"Kill, change," the devil captain howled loudly.

More than a dozen devils immediately quickened their pace and rushed towards the trench.

The squad leader's stiff hand waved straight down, and the soldiers pulled out the fuse, emitting green smoke, and a dozen grenades scrambled towards the devil, spinning death in the gray air.

The devil panicked when he saw it, and his steps were disordered, whether to continue to charge or push back, without clear thinking, and froze in place.

The "Boom, Boom" grenade mercilessly swept the devil away, assuming various strange poses in mid-air, the charred body and body fell with the mud and sand of the bullet, and the swarthy smoke rose from the charred earth.

The soldiers threw out more than a dozen grenades again, and the surviving devils were terrified, and they could not escape the fate of death when they ran around.

A devil's thigh was blown off, the bloody flesh was exposed, the devil held his leg, his hideous expression, and his mouth let out a wild boar-like howl, which was extremely ugly, but the second grenade fell not far from him, and his panicked expression was distorted beyond recognition by the powerful qi wave, and he lay in place like a dried corpse, and finally he couldn't hear his screams.

The grenade rang out, and the soldiers in the second row of trenches pulled the bolt and silently pulled the trigger, and the four devils who were not killed heard a gunshot and didn't know where it came from? His eyes were glazed, and his upper body turned clockwise for half a circle and fell heavily to the ground.

The blood from the bloody hole in his forehead covered his confused expression, and the blood from his chest flowed down the loose dirt, forming a tiny ravine.

The dozen or so devils who were exploring the path all fell to the ground, and Muto was not surprised, but calmer.

"Boom, keep bombing, it's better to fill in all those terraced trenches, and all the big holes," Muto said to Kameda as he put down his binoculars.

The three howitzers to the north are being debugged, and the sound of the iron pipes clattering is terrifying.

During the commissioning of the howitzer, the Type 92 infantry cannon screamed first, more than a dozen shells flew across the river, and the throwing canisters on the shore followed the flying shells, and with a bang, more than 20 throwing canisters rose in response, alternating large and small shells, and the roar flew towards the slopes and trenches like thunder.

More than 30 shells fell scattered on the hillside, and the entire hillside was flooded with firelight, like a volcanic eruption, with an all-engulfing formation, unstoppable.