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The devils resting on the side immediately lined up to attack the second line of defense, with a majestic momentum, and with the backdrop of heavy artillery, the third division was reborn, as if it had returned to the invincible momentum of the Wuhan battlefield.

This is not good news, Liao Changsheng slightly felt that something was wrong, the enemy's combat effectiveness was silently increasing, and the devil estimated that he was full of energy, and finally came to a heavy blow.

The sound of artillery fire was deafening, and the mud and rocks slapped against the soldiers' bodies, and the soldiers were eager to fight with the devils with their bare hands, and they died in battle, and they didn't have to endure this fluctuating torture.

Some soldiers thought so, but when the devil's body appeared in view, only the index finger that pulled the trigger was the strongest, putting all distractions away.

Otherwise, you will be shot by the bullets of the devils, fall in the messy battlefield, and become a soldier without a name.

Fighting, the soldiers know that they must fight, and the rifle must be shot one by one, and the bullet accidentally burrowing into the body of the devil is the greatest glory.

The devil's speed was not fast, the formation was well-organized, and they crossed each other, and the bullets spit out by the 38 big cover were woven into a firepower net, and they roared over at great speed.

After a baptism of flesh and blood, the soldiers were not afraid even if they were jerky, they knew that in the face of these cold-blooded weapons that killed people, human life was as fragile as ants.

"Hit!" Wu Ting gave an order, although she was a woman, her military momentum was not inferior.

The devil entered the firing range, and the soldier's guns sounded like drums, stepping on the drum and shooting, and the bullets flew towards the devil.

The surging devils turned their bodies on their backs and fell heavily on the ruins of the city wall, blood mist drifting in the air, blood flowing out of the bullet holes in their bodies, soaking the mottled stones of the city wall for a hundred years, and finally flowing into the cracks.

The combat quality of the devil team is extremely high, the formation has not been torn apart, and the front and rear and left and right coordinate with each other to supplement the firepower.

The bullets were impenetrable towards the soldiers, hiding in the sound of the soldiers' gunfire, silently pounding on the sacks of the bunker, popping.

The soldier just shot at the devil, ignoring the bullets that beckoned, and was ruthlessly stirred by the devil's bullets, and lay on top of the sack.

A long stream of blood flowed down the edge of the sack, some invading the sack's mud and sand, some flowing through the sack, dripping to the ground.

This is how the war was, there were constant casualties, and the wounded who were bombed were carried to the rear by ambulancemen and were dealt with.

The soldier on the stretcher was delirious and unconscious, and the only sound of intimidation in his ears was the intimidating sound of shells, which kept echoing in his head.

The eyes opened and closed, repeated a few times, the eyelids stopped popping and closed.

"Brother, wake up, wake up!"

The ambulance workers shouted no answer, shook their heads helplessly with each other, put him on the ground, and immediately rushed back to the battlefield where the shells exploded indiscriminately and bullets flew everywhere to rescue the next wounded soldier.

"Make up for it, quick!"

Liao Changsheng shouted to the soldiers behind him, and the ambulance carried away the soldiers with blood in their mouths.

"Ammo refill, ammo refill, fast!" Ammunition shortages have arisen in various parts of the second line of defence.

Liao Changsheng looked back and saw that the team carrying the ammunition had been killed by the shells, and the corpses were scattered on the road.

"You come with me!" Liao Changsheng bent his back and led a few soldiers to the ammunition transport team behind.

The group of ammunition deliveries was left with a young man with a large cap over his eyes, sitting on the ground with a box of grenades in his arms, his legs stretched out as if they were cramping, shaking.

"Quick, hold it and send it up!" Liao Changsheng asked the soldiers to deliver the undelivered ammunition.

"Brother, brother! You okay? Liao Changsheng asked as he lifted the young soldier's big cap.

The young soldier's lips trembled, his face turned pale with fright, and his eyes looked at Liao Changsheng in confusion, surrounded by the corpses of his companions and the unextinguished embers.

"Brother, you're fighting for the first time, right?"

The young soldier nodded in response to Liao Changsheng.

"Don't be afraid, slowly get used to it, you see them running in the flames of war, they are also afraid, it is because they are afraid that they speed up their pace and pray to avoid the bullets, come, follow me to send the ammunition up." Liao Changsheng pointed to the soldiers who were running in the midst of the war and delivered ammunition.

"Boom!"

As the young soldier improved his mood and slowly stood up, a shell fell, engulfing the two soldiers who were delivering ammunition.

The sand and gravel in the shape of the bowl mouth scattered, and one of the soldier's arms flew to Liao Changsheng's feet in blood.

The young soldier watched with his own eyes again, his pupils dilated several times, and he sat down on the ground.

"Don't move, it's here!" The battle situation was urgent, and Liao Changsheng didn't have time to teach this soldier a lesson, so he hurriedly sent it up with an ammunition box.

The team, which was replenished with ammunition, once again formed a counter-suppression of fire against the charging devils.

The devil team suffered a lot of losses, but the losses of the 137th Regiment can only be described as tragic.

The three machine guns in the regiment hurriedly shortened the firing distance and bombarded the charging devils.

The cannonballs fell into the ranks of the devils, and the devils flew to the ground in various postures after being bombed.

However, the machine guns were contracted, and the devil's artillery array was no longer threatening, and once again it was reckless and presumptuous.

Although the number of charging devils was gradually decreasing, the shells falling from the sky tore several gaps in the second line of defense.

On the battlefield of wolf smoke, there was the ugly roar of devils, the screams of wounded soldiers floating in the air, and the messy ground was full of flying flesh and blood.

"Grenade greeting!"

Liao Changsheng roared, throwing a grenade at the devil who was less than 100 meters away.

The grenade swirling in mid-air flew towards the devil, and the devil looked at the grenade with the same eyes as the soldier looked at the shell.

The grenades fell one after another, lifting the loose sand in the shape of the bowl, and braving sparks, the devil lay on the ground, dragging his stump and crawling.

"Bang bang bang!"

The muzzles of the soldiers were striking, and the sound of the roaring bullets made the devil lose his mind and plant his head in the dirt.

"I'll fuck you grandma!" A squad leader rushed forward with a large knife and several soldiers.

Before running ten meters, several soldiers were shot by the devil's 38 big cover, and the remaining few people fought with the devil.

The soldiers lying on the bunker covered with their guns and killed the devils who approached them.

There were too many devils, and a few guns couldn't be beckoned at all, and the squad leader who rushed up didn't struggle long before the bayonet penetrated his body, and he knelt on the ground with a big knife.

The devils on the left and on the right rushed up.

"Brothers, what do you have? me! ”

"Oh!"

Liao Changsheng rushed up with the soldiers to fight with the devil, and the devil crossed the gap in the second line of defense that was torn open and entangled with the soldiers.