"Get into position, hurry up. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 "With the power of the artillery regiment, soldiers rushed out of the anti-artillery holes in various places on the position and rushed to their combat positions.

It's just that everyone runs with their heads up, so from time to time someone will pounce on the ground and throw a dog to gnaw mud, but it doesn't matter, get up and continue to run with their heads up.

Except for those of the old Independent Regiment, most of the units that were later incorporated only knew that the Independent Division had artillery, but they had never seen the scene when the artillery regiment opened fire.

Now that he rushed out of the hole, he was suddenly startled by the white smoke in the sky, and he couldn't control his neck at all, and he couldn't help but look up.

In fact, not to mention those newly recruited guys, even the guys of the old independent regiment have never seen such a violent salvo, this is completely washing the ground with artillery, leaving no sign of the enemy's survival.

However, the artillery regiment after firing also ushered in the biggest crisis at this time, no matter how fast Qin Han's sniping speed was, he was always alone, and he was sniping at the plane that swooped down from the sky, and the difficulty can be imagined.

So although Qin Han has been working hard, there are still a few fish that have slipped through the net and pounced on the artillery regiment, and the 7.7mm machine gun keeps spitting tongues of fire, licking the artillery soldiers who have not had time to withdraw.

"Hurry up, don't get the gun, let's withdraw." Through Wangcai's connection, Qin Han roared desperately, he really didn't have the ability to snipe so many planes at the same time, not to mention that the devil had now discovered his general location, and he had been chasing after him with a 77mm curved gun and blowing up behind his ass.

"No, even if all the people die, they have to drag the cannon back to the hole." Shi Hao was also yelling at the individual communicator, he didn't want to give up anymore after giving up once.

Shi Hao, who loves 107 like his wife, would rather die by himself than let the devil blow it up.

"You bastard, the cannon is gone, Lao Tzu made it for you, you killed all the people, where can you find ready-made artillery." Qin Han ran wildly in the woodland while roaring through Wangcai.

From time to time, shells exploded around him, and the dirt and snow covered with snow and ice were lifted into the air, and some even hit him.

The worst thing is that some of the shells will hit the tree poles and explode in mid-air, bursting out with more power than the ground.

There was no sound coming from Wangcai's communicator, I don't know if Shi Hao's bastard had arranged for the evacuation of personnel, but at this time, Qin Han couldn't take care of this, except for running desperately, he couldn't do anything now.

However, because he attracted some of the devil's curved guns, the devil's artillery bombardment of the positions of the independent division became weak, and the devils after being killed by the two artillery wings had a serious shortage of heavy firepower, and now they could only rely on small-caliber artillery such as mortars equipped with infantry wings.

"Beat, beat me hard!" After entering the defensive position, seeing that the devil was already less than 100 meters away from the position, everyone had red eyes, if the devil really rushed up, the consequences were unpredictable.

No one expected such a situation before the battle began, and almost as soon as they came into contact, the battle entered a white heat.

Now the three lines of defense behind are in ruins, two wings, nearly 8,000 men, are launching the most violent assault on the positions defended by the two regiments of the independent division, and the two sides are now glued together, neither side can retreat.

The battle to the death was going on like this, and after the devil was desperate and saw the power of the artillery of the independent division, Kuroda gave up his plan to retreat at all.

Now Kuroda finally knows why Yoshida was defeated so badly, because in the face of such a well-equipped Shina army, a wing of imperial soldiers simply can't gnaw such a bone.

The heavy machine guns in the permanent fortifications of the "Tutu Tu Tu ......" kept ringing, and buckets of cold water were constantly poured on the gun body.

The Heavy was already soaked in water, but no one cared about it at this time, people forgot everything between life and death, and killing became people's instinct.

"Onboard!" The devils in the charge shouted, let out a roar that was not like a human voice, and launched wave after wave of assault on the position with the rifles in their hands.

The grenadiers on both sides are also desperately firing small shells at each other, but the devil's grenadiers often only have one chance to fire, and then they are hit by bullets flying from nowhere.

And the grenadiers of the independent division squatted in the trenches and shot small shells out as if they were not paying for it.

You don't have to look up, you don't have to calculate. There are too many devils rushing up, and no matter how loud you choose, you won't miss if you hit it in any direction.

The devils were not stupid, and soon they began to use the tactics of the 13th Division to drag up those comrades who were seriously injured and could not get off the battlefield at all, and blocked them in front of them.

It would slow them down, but it would be better than being half-dead by the flying shrapnel.

"Company commander, company commander, see what I brought back?" After a certain platoon that had gone to carry ammunition returned to its position, the platoon commander began to shout.

"You donkey day, what are you shouting, get on the battlefield." The red-eyed comrade company commander didn't care what to bring back, and now he only had machine guns and devils in his eyes.

But soon he was attracted by what the platoon commander had in his hands.

"What the hell did you fold the single frame?" The platoon commander's hand caused the company commander to roar.

"Hey, hey. Company commander, look at it. "This platoon commander was a squad leader of the old independent regiment, and he recognized the blaster.

When I just went to carry the ammunition, I saw a lot of them on the ground, and the donkey secretly came out with five roots.

Under the curious gaze of the comrade company commander, the platoon commander twisted open the lid behind the blaster with a few 'whoosks', pulled the lead out, pulled it hard, and threw it outwards with his hand.

"Damn, what's that?" The company commander looked at the platoon commander in surprise, he didn't have this kind of long pipe in his original Jin Sui Army, so he didn't recognize it.

"It's exploded, squat down." Pulling the company commander back into the trench, the platoon commander yelled.

A huge blasting sound sounded below the "boom" position, and a group of people on the shaking position turned on their backs, and the devils who were about to rush up stopped moving.

Only the dirt that kept falling from the sky, and the stumps of some devils.

"Donkey Day bastard, what the hell was that?" Standing up again, setting up the machine gun, the company commander asked the platoon commander who was smiling while firing and continuing to suppress the devils who would rush up.

"Blasting canister, Instructor Qin said it was a large grenade." The platoon commander picked up a blaster again and said as he removed the lid.

"How much did you get back?" Glancing at the platoon commander's powerful blasting canister, the company commander once again turned his attention to the front of the position and asked.

"Five."

"Smack." A brain scoop was pumped to the platoon commander's head, and the loud voice almost covered the voice of the machine gun: "Your uncle, you will take back five of these good things?" ”