Tsuneoka Kanji looked at the infantry that had broken through the fire blockade, and the unresponsive Shina army's permanent fortifications, and the flame of hope rekindled in his heart. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The destruction of the artillery is a foregone conclusion, and it is useless to think about it at this time, it is better to take the mine that the people hold on to with all their strength is serious.

As long as the mine can be recaptured, the loss of an artillery brigade and part of the infantry is still within an acceptable range, and it is much better than scattering it back in ashes and losing thousands of people in vain.

But Toneoka Kanji didn't know that it was his luck psychology that sent the devil who participated in the seizure of the mine this time to hell completely.

"Tell Wang Qi that you can close the net!" As the devil's shelling of the front-line positions stopped, Ma Shuren knew that the artillery brigade belonging to the 2nd Independent Mixed Brigade of the Japanese Army in the intelligence was afraid that it would be finished, and even if there were a few guns left, it would not be able to set off much of a storm.

The infantry attacked by the devil was almost at the designated position, and even if he wanted to, it would not be so easy, and after enduring it for so long, it was finally time to pack up another artillery unit.

"Report, Vice Captain Wang Qi said that they are ready and ready to fire at any time." It didn't take long for the correspondent to communicate and report to Ma Shuren at the same time.

"Then let them open fire and completely kill the devil artillery." Opportunities on the battlefield are fleeting, so it is the most important thing for generals to hesitate. Using valid information to make the best choice, and then executing it immediately, is what Ma Shuren is doing.

"Group 2, Group 3, Group 4, coordinates XXX:XXX, launch with all your might, release!" The devil's shelling has stopped for about a minute, and the fool knows that the devil must be shifting positions, and may even withdraw directly.

It was Wang Qi who did not dare to delay when he received the order, and directly ordered the three groups that had not been fired, but had only adjusted the group that had shot Zhu Yuan to fire.

......The sound of rocket launches sounded one after another, and countless metal warheads rushed into the sky with a belly full of gunpowder, flying towards their targets.

Toneoka Kanji was already stupid, the command knife that had been held in his hand hung down weakly, the shelling had been carried out several times, the Shina army still had so many artillery pieces hidden, if he had known that the Shina people had so many artillery, even if Amaterasu came to speak, he would not have the idea of sitting in the mine.

But the disemboweling shell didn't leave him time to regret it, and it directly screamed over his head and rushed into the distance, leaving strips of white smoke that slowly dispersed, laughing at his self-righteousness.

The screaming sound of the rocket's high-speed flight finally reached Jiang Guan'er's ears, not only him, but everyone who was carrying out the evacuation mission heard it, and their eyes unconsciously turned to the direction where the sound came from, and the devil who rarely experienced the shelling didn't even react to what was happening for a while.

After a short period of consternation, a terrible cry sounded in the artillery position, and in an instant, the devil's artillery position was in a mess, and the automobile soldiers started the car with their lives, intending to leave, regardless of whether the artillery had been hung up to the car.......

Some of the artillerymen and baggage soldiers were desperately pushing the artillery, some of the cannon heads were scurrying, and all the places where people could hide were crowded with devils, and from time to time people would be squeezed out.

Irie Wan'er had lost his language ability, and the overwhelming screaming made him clearly know that it was too late, and it was useless to hide anywhere.

Turning his head to look at the devils who were still running for their lives, after grinning and letting out a silent mockery, he slowly sat on top of an ammunition box, and if he couldn't run, he would face death calmly, just hoping that his 16-year-old son would be smarter and not be tricked into coming to the Chinese battlefield again.

......The steel meteors that fell from the sky finally touched the ground, and then instantly released the light and heat of their lives.

Tons of explosives raged within a 1-kilometer radius, black-red flames engulfing everything it could see like a demon's grin.

The transfer of the devil's artillery was carried out only a little, and it was covered by the retaliatory shelling of the independent regiment, and metal parts, human limbs, scattered in the sky with the roar of artillery fire.

The covering shelling also triggered a martyrdom, countless 75mm shells exploded, throwing their companions into the sky, making them immortal in mid-air, and a large amount of metal shrapnel was thrown around, taking the lives of countless devil soldiers without distinguishing between friend and foe.

The death of one infantry and one death of artillerymen was confirmed at this moment. A large number of devils gathered together are sent into the sky by the flying god of death, and they are taken to hell, and escaping has become a luxury, and praying is what all devils are doing.

Irie has been waiting for death to come, but not a single shell has fallen to his side, not even a single shrapnel, this has to be said to be a great irony, is this devil Dazuo really blessed by Aunt Amaterasu?

But at this time, Irie Waner just wanted to die quickly, he had already witnessed too many deaths in a short moment, and it had always been him who commanded the army to shell Chinese soldiers and even civilians, because of the distance, he couldn't see what the results of the battle looked like.

But at this moment, he knew that the flying limbs and blood, the terrible howl, the hideous face, all these were deeply engraved in his mind, and human life was so fragile in front of these flying steel monsters.

It is said that people think of many things when they die, but Irie's death time is too long, which can remind him of more things.

So when his subordinates were ruthlessly devoured by the flames of war, Irie Waner found that he didn't hate the people at all, which should be the price that must be paid for the invasion.

Looking at a young soldier screaming and stuffing his intestines into his stomach, Irie once again thought of his son, the young and handsome young man.

Then his son's shadow slowly overlapped with the screaming soldier lying on the ground, which made Irie Wan'er shiver, he didn't want his son to go on this road, he didn't want his son to die so miserably.

There was only one round of shelling, so it ended quickly, except for the occasional explosion of some ammunition, the position of the entire 26 field artillery wing was already dead silent.

The damned ones are already dead, and the damned ones are also stupidly leaning to the side in a daze. More often than not, the devils who were lying on the ground to avoid the shelling, survived the shelling, did not suffer any physical injuries, got up from the ground at this time, laughed at each other stupidly, and then black and purple blood began to flow from their noses, ears and mouths.

Irie Guaner just glanced at them obliquely and turned his head, he knew that these people had been damaged by the shelling just now, and they were basically helpless, and when it came to saving them, it was better to save the recruit who had just stuffed his intestines.

Just as Irijiangguan stood up and was about to arrange for help, a sudden sound of horses' hooves came into his ears, and the unique sound of the Chinese rifle also began to sound, which made his body and mind exhausted and his body couldn't help shaking, and there was only one thought in his heart: Is this going to score twice? (To be continued.) )