Chapter 250: The Decisive Battle (2)
In mid-air, the smoke was filled, the blood was hazy, and the two companies outside Fuling City were destroyed like foam by the devil's artillery and tanks. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Seven or eight soldiers once again rushed towards the devil's tank with explosives bags.
Another tank turns its turbo gun, aiming at the soldiers running under fire.
"Boom!" Mud, rocks and sand flew all over the sky, and three or two soldiers were swept into the air and fell to the ground heavily, their uniforms burning with flames and burning their flesh and black smoke.
The soldiers did not give up and were still rushing forward, and the brothers in the position were watching, they must succeed.
If it fails, the explosive bag is already in my arms, ready to be replaced.
There is no way, the disparity in equipment is huge, and the soldiers can only use their own flesh and blood to stop this inconspicuous iron monster.
"Ah~ little devil, Lao Tzu sent you to the western sky." A soldier rushed forward and threw himself in front of the tank.
Nervously smashing the explosive pack, the tank began to move, pressing directly past the soldier's right hand.
The soldier's bones were all shattered, and the flesh and skin were twisted into meat sauce by the tank tracks, and the soldier did not give up, carrying the hope of his brother on his shoulders.
The other hand untied the explosive bag and pulled out the lead with his teeth, the lead burned quickly in sparks, the soldier finally breathed a sigh of relief while holding the explosive bag, and before the explosive bag exploded, he looked back at the brothers in the position affectionately, thank you.
"Boom!"
There was a violent explosion, and the tank shook in place and stopped, although it did not dismantle, it was no longer usable.
The soldier was also drowned in the flames, the black smoke dispersed, and the corpse was charred as paint, and the body was not moving with black smoke.
"Fuck, well done!" The company commander was so excited that he smashed his fist into the dirt of the trench.
On the other side, the position watched the devil's tank being destroyed, and also followed the example of holding the explosive bag and rushing towards the devil's tank.
The tanks continued to bombard the positions, and the positions were no longer looking like they were about to be leveled.
Soon, another tank was blown up, and less than a hundred men remained in the two companies, but morale was high.
The scene in Kameda's telescope made him a little unhappy, three tanks, two were killed like this, you must know that the combat ability of one tank is more than several marine infantry, immeasurable.
For Kameda, this is already a huge loss, which is unacceptable to him.
"Baga Ya Road, it's really a Chinese soldier who doesn't want to die, order the tank to retreat!" Kameda ordered.
One of the remaining tanks received the signal and retreated, and the soldier was overjoyed and shouted a mocking, "Damn it, that's all there is to it, don't run!" ā
As if he could hear them, the tank driver suddenly turned his gun and fired at the screaming soldiers on the ground as he retreated.
"Boom!"
The cannonballs sent all seven or eight soldiers flying with a roar, and a few soldiers were instantly killed, and the remaining few remnants were struggling on the ground.
The whole body was bombed, the blood ** was vertical and horizontal, the thighs were bleeding unstoppably, the white bones had been exposed, and the fragments of bones could be seen embedded in the blood.
"Brother, hold on, rescue the wounded!" Although they knew that they might not come back, and even if they did, they would not be able to go to the battlefield, but the lives of the soldiers could not be given up so easily, because they fought desperately.
A dozen soldiers put down their guns and carried the wounded to the makeshift hospital in the city, just climbing up the rocks that had been bombarded by shells.
I felt a cold swishing on my back, as if something was flying over, and when I looked back, a dozen shells chased after me.
The soldiers hurried to flee, but to no avail, and with a loud bang, the soldiers and their brothers disappeared.
There was no roar of battle, no more frightened expressions, only the spilled rubble that had been scattered by the shells again, and a faint trace of blood could be seen in the white dust that lay on the rubble.
The company commander looked back and was distressed, and at this time, the soldier standing next to him was panicked and mistakenly said the wording "company...... Company commander, come on...... Here it comes! The soldier stared dumbfounded.
A group of devils rushed up with a 38-big cover rifle.
"Don't hang on, copy the guy!" The company on the position combined was less than fifty people, and the devils who rushed to it could not be counted at all.
The devil kept a good charge and shaped, crossed fire to cover, and traveled extremely fast.
In the blink of an eye, a dense stream of bullets flew towards the position, the soldiers' eyes could not be greeted, and a dozen or so soldiers lay on their rifles, and there was no movement.
"Lao Tzu has to take a few with him even if he dies today!" The company commander gritted his teeth and quickly ran to the machine gun on the side and quickly sorted it out.
"Tubu!"
The machine gun spun up, and rows of bullets sprayed towards the devils like streamers, and the devils in front were stabbed into a hornet's nest and fell to the ground one by one.
The soldiers exuded the last warm-ups, staring at the flying bullets of the devil and firing, in short, to take out two of them before they were taken away by the bullets.
The soldiers of the two positions held on, the difference in strength was too great, and after a while, the devil crossed the cordon, took out a bayonet from his trouser pocket and loaded it in front of the 38 big cover rifle and rushed into the position.
"Poof!" Before the soldier could prepare for melee combat, he was plunged into his body by the devil's bayonet, who grinned and stirred the bayonet, and the sharp bayonet stirred the soldier's internal organs.
The soldier was powerless to fight back, his whole body was numb, and he was kicked away by the devil and fell into the trench.
There were less than twenty soldiers left in the two companies and the devil were fighting, carrying huge stones with both hands and riding on the devil's body, falling from a high altitude.
"Poof~"
The devil was unrecognizable, and once again, the devil's entire face had completely collapsed, and the stones were covered with sticky blood and flesh.
The soldiers rolled in the trenches with the devils in their arms, and the large ranks of the devils arrived one after another, shooting at the struggling soldiers with guns.
"Bang bang bang!"
Blood mist splattered, and the bayonet in his hand that had not yet fallen also flipped to the bottom with his body.
"Boom~" The company commander took the last few soldiers to pull out the lead of the grenade and took away more than a dozen devils.
With the scattering of sand and stones, the position outside Fuling City was lost.
The devil's troops quickly followed, shortening the combat distance.
"Commander, the outside of the city is lost!" The Signal Corps entered the command room and reported.
Wu Mingyi waved his hand, "Go down!" The result was as expected, but I didn't expect it to be lost in just half a day.
"Commander, it's our turn!" Zhao Hong got up and said firmly.
"Please!" Wu Mingyi gave it away.
Zhao Hong quickly arrived at the battle position where the Eighth Route Army was located, and according to the report of the signal corps, the devil should arrive at his fortified area within half an hour.
"Brothers, raise the spirit, this will be a fierce battle!" The soldiers of the Eighth Route Army were calm and relaxed, without fear, waiting for the devils to rush up.