Wu Dazhong has a portal that doesn't move, just like a sculpture.

A dog pounced on him with a "whoosh", and Wu Dazhong raised his knife and cut the vicious dog under his feet. The dog was miserable, his whole body was split in two, and the lungs, intestines, and stomach in his stomach were tumbling, steaming everywhere, and even the blood and parts were moving vigorously.

A man-dog war took a while to subside.

The dog soldiers were all lying on the ground, and they were faithful to the orders of the trainers. There was also a Japanese dog trainer not far away, and it was precisely because of his command that these dog soldiers unscrupulously launched a ferocious attack on Han Xing's headquarters.

In this battle, the guard company suffered heavy losses, two soldiers died, four soldiers hung flowers and could not fight anymore, and everyone was more or less wounded. Zhang Xiaosan wanted to cry without tears, and the tears were swirling vigorously in his eyes.

Wu Xiaoming saw that Zhang Xiaosan was covered in blood, thinking that he was injured, so he hurriedly ran over and looked him up and down: "Company Commander Zhang, where is the injury?" ”

Zhang Xiaosan threw his grief and indignation at Wu Xiaoming: "You're fucking injured!" Little devil, my ** eight lifetime ancestors, you have the ability, call some vicious dogs, what kind of ability is the livestock! What kind of skill is it!? ”

The enemy's machine guns were still firing, but the men were already lying on the ground, dodging the bullets.

Looking at Liu Zhiyuan's regiment and Li Fengzao's regiment again, they had already fallen down and completed the encirclement of the enemy's two barracks. However, the losses were certainly not small, the enemy's machine guns were still strafing, and under the light of searchlights, there were sacrifices at every moment.

Han Xing reviewed Zhang Xiaosan and Wu Xiaoming and said: "I blame me for my bad command, I really didn't expect that I didn't get the enemy's sentinels, but asked their searchlights to get rid of us, and these vicious dogs, I really didn't expect it." ”

At this time, Zhang Xiaosan was a little calmer again, and said to Han Xing: "I don't blame you. Commander Han, you can continue to command the battle! ”

Han Xing thought about it, but he could only break his teeth and swallow in his stomach, and said to Zhang Xiaosan and Wu Xiaoming: "If the enemy's searchlight can't be knocked out, this battle can't be fought." Wu Xiaoming-"

Wu Xiaoming agreed: "Here." ”

"Find a way to knock out the enemy's searchlights."

Wu Xiaoming agreed: "Yes!" "Shouting that Li Dazhong's squad went to carry out the order.

Wu Xiaoming ran with a roll, and after a while, he touched Liu Zhiyuan. Liu Zhiyuan is scolding the street at this time:

"Fuck, if I had a mortar battalion in front of me, would I have to do this! I had already called for a cannonball, and these turrets were straightened. You Hou Dashan, isn't this a cheat! Your heavy artillery, your mortars, why don't you fight? Keep the small ones in stock. ”

Wu Xiaoming said to him: "Commander Liu, you know that even the mortar can't be seen at the enemy's searchlight, and it can't be aimed. ”

This blocked Liu Zhiyuan's mouth, and he threw the fire in his belly towards the little devil: "I said little devil, I am the ancestor of my eighth life." If you have the ability, let's go one to one, what kind of ability is it to use these broken lights, and I blinded Lao Tzu's eyes. ”

Wu Xiaoming said: "Commander Liu, don't worry, I'll help you put out the little devil's searchlight." Before turning on the searchlights, the soldiers were told to find cloth and blindfold them. ”

Liu Zhiyuan was a little angry just now, and then he thought that Wu Xiaoming was a sharpshooter, and Han Xing sent him to help him extinguish the little devil's searchlight.

"I can't see it in the first place, what are you doing blindfolded." Liu Zhiyuan asked incomprehensibly.

"Let you be covered, and you will be covered!" There is not so much nonsense on the battlefield, and Wu Xiaoming also lost his temper.

Liu Zhiyuan had no choice but to ask the soldiers to find a cloth to blindfold their eyes, and as soon as they were blindfolded, the effect was much better, and he felt that the light of the searchlight was not so bright.

Wu Xiaoming led Li Dazhong's squad to crawl forward, and Liu Zhiyuan's regiment also began to cover with machine guns, because the soldiers were blindfolded, they felt that their eyes were much better, and what they saw was the halo of the searchlight, and they started to shoot at the halo.

The firepower of Liu Zhiyuan's regiment is not weak, one squad has one light machine gun, and one company is equipped with three heavy machine guns, plus automatic rifles in the hands of the soldiers. For a while, the firepower of "sudden ......" and "da-......" quickly gained the upper hand.

Wu Xiaoming led a squad forward, and the little devils in the bunker would not be invisible. The leader of the second village squad shouted anxiously: "Destroy this small army, destroy this small army, they must have come to raid." ”

A few rifles of the devil beckoned towards Wu Xiaoming's class.

But after a few shots, it didn't go off, and when Nimura saw that a Japanese sergeant had been hit by a stray bullet outside the pillbox, the other sergeants couldn't shoot at all, because the heavy machine guns of the Chinese army were so strong that the bricks on the bunker were flying with brick powder, blocking the view.

"Yaga! Fight, fight, if we don't fight, we're going to be finished! He pounced, grabbed a light machine gun, and shot at Wu Xiaoming's men.

"Sudden ......" "Da ......"

In Li Dazhong's class, two soldiers soon lay on the ground and did not move. Wu Xiaoming saw that the distance was about the same, and pushed the black cloth covering his face, which he had prepared a long time ago. He thought that if it was in the dark of night, if the devil used a searchlight, this black cloth would definitely be able to be used.

Wu Xiaoming let go of a shot, and then a roll, as soon as he released the gun, he would definitely expose the target, and if the target was exposed, it would attract the enemy's shot.

Just before Wu Xiaoming rolled over, three light machine gun bullets hit it.

"!" Wu Xiaoming scolded, this shot was not fired, but the searchlight was still illuminated.

Wu Xiaoming fired another shot, and this shot worked, and the devil's searchlight shook for a while, and it stopped lighting immediately. It's just not lit up, as if its halo is still shining on people's eyes.

This is caused by the visual dwelling of the person.

Wu Xiaoming killed one of the devil's searchlights again. At this moment, the cheers of the soldiers came from Liu Zhiyuan's position. When the first light was turned off, the reaction on the battlefield was not too great, because I always felt that the light was still quite strong. But when the second light was turned off, it was different, obviously the lighting of the devil was weakened a lot.

What is the role of Li Dazhong's class? They were not needed for cover, because there was machine gun cover from Liu Zhiyuan's regiment. They don't need to use searchlights, because their marksmanship is not a little worse than Wu Xiaoming's.

To put it bluntly, they are here to block bullets for Wu Xiaoming. Looking down from the bunker, I only saw a bunch of people, and I couldn't figure out which one was a sniper, which covered Wu Xiaoming's implementation of the correct tactical purpose.

War is so cruel, there must always be some people who use their precious lives to cover the implementation of the main combat mission of the other part of the people, Li Dazhong's class with the sacrifice of two soldiers and the wounding of two soldiers, and Wu Xiaoming completed the task of defeating the four searchlights of the devil squad.

Not long after the four searchlights in the devil's barracks were knocked out, the searchlights in the Imperial Association barracks were also knocked out by another sharpshooter.

There was a brief period of silence on the battlefield, and the attacking side needed some time to recuperate. As for the defending side, there is nothing to see for a while, even if you shoot, who will you hit, and there will be no target.

Taking advantage of this darkness, Han Xing climbed to Liu Zhiyuan's side and asked him, "Commander Liu, do you want a mortar or a jet soldier?" ”

Liu Zhiyuan thought about it, he had already experienced the mortar hitting the devil's bunker many times, it was not strange, he was used to it, but he had not seen the flamethrower hit the enemy's bunker. He said to Han Xing: "Then let's have a squirter, I want to see, what kind of way this squirter fights a little devil?" ”

Han Xing said to Director Zhang in the back: "Call the flamethrower to connect." ”

The flamethrower company has just come up, and some changes have taken place outside the little devil's bunker. The captain of the second village saw that it was not cost-effective to fight in the dark like this, and it was himself who suffered, so he gave an order to the four squad leaders: "Wood, mosquito nets, and torn clothes, light a fire, and throw them all down, so that you can see what you want." The Chinese must not be allowed to touch it-"

Burning rags, rotten wood, and other things were thrown down from the bunker, creating some light around the bunker. These lights made the top of the pillbox see the bottom, and also made the soldiers of the Zhuxian column see the four large pillboxes clearly.

Outside the enemy's barracks, there was a high courtyard wall, and at the four corners of the enemy's barracks, there were four three-story blockhouses, which formed a whole with the courtyard wall of the barracks. Inside there are troops, and outside is a fortress, which is a typical Japanese military facility.

A flamethrower, carrying three gas cylinders, moved forward quickly.

As soon as Nimura saw that the big thing was not good, he shouted: "Poison gas, poison gas, the Chinese poison gas soldiers have come up." Resolutely defeat him, if we can't defeat him, we will all be finished. ”

Nimura had never seen a Chinese Pyro either, and when he saw the gas cylinders on the backs of the Chinese soldiers, he thought they were carrying poison gas.

On all the pillboxes, you can see the sight of the Chinese flamethrowers, light machine guns and 38 rifles are firing together. The soldiers of Liu Zhiyuan's regiment also regained their sight, and the light and heavy machine guns also greeted the pillbox with a desperate look.

Suddenly, an unexpected thing happened, the two gas cylinders on the flamethrower's back were suddenly pierced, and the thickened gasoline and compressed nitrogen leaked out, soaking the soldier's body, and then there was a "boom" and a deflagration, forming a high temperature of several thousand degrees.

The warrior struggled painfully in the white flames, dancing, and raising his hands, as if making a final assault on the Japanese troops on the opposite side.

The company commander of the Spitfire Company stood up in pain, shouting loudly and painfully: "Yang Xiaowu, Yang Xiaowu, a squad leader, a squad leader......" was then knocked to the ground by two soldiers.