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The devil's attack began again at noon, only this time the devil did not carry out artillery suppression, but directly began the infantry charge.

"Onboard ......", "hit, hit ...... hard".

"Click......" "Sudden ......".

"Whew...... Boom ......".

With the attack of the devils, the light and heavy machine guns and mortars of both sides opened fire almost simultaneously, constantly pushing the battle to a fever pitch.

"Pillar, is it all right?" Seeing the devils attacking, the soldiers of the lone regiment continued to fall, and Ding Dashan, who was holding a telescope, shouted at the pillar with red eyes.

"A set of ......"

"The second set is complete......"

"Three sets of ......"

Reaching out and pressing Ding Dashan's shoulder, he nodded to him, making a reassuring expression, Qin Han turned his head and said in a deep voice to the pillar: "Pillar, send a signal to Wang Qi!" ”

"Yes, understood"

"Report, Commander Ma, our side is ready, and we can fire at any time to support." Seeing the flag on the hill to the west, Wang Qi reported to Ma Shuren.

"Wait for the order, you must wait until the devils fire first, and then take them all at once." Ma Shuren is full of ambition and has 3 guns of more than 100mm, which will definitely teach the devil artillery a lesson.

"Commander Ma, the instructor means to fire the artillery first, hit the waistline of the devil's attacking troops, cut off their attack, and then wait for the signal that his artillery is over, and then launch a charge, please Commander Ma inform the troops so as not to be injured by mistake." Wang Qi unceremoniously refuted Ma Shuren's order.

"The instructor said, the instructor said, what else would you say besides what the instructor said? Do you instructors understand what it means to fight? There are only three guns in total, and he still wants to attack? Why didn't he hold his cannon and fight for the knife?! "Wang Qi's 'instructor said' finally provoked Ma Shuren.

"Mortar, bombard the devil's heavy machine gun for Lao Tzu, quick!" The commander of the third battalion, who was already red-eyed with a 'crooked handle', yelled at the mortar group that had just arrived.

"Pillars, machine gun positions aimed at the devils, 12 rockets ready."

"Yes" "Yes"

Almost at the same time, the commander of the third battalion and Qin Han gave the same order, and they were cared for by 12 rounds of 107mm rockets, I really don't know if it was the luck or misfortune of the devil's machine gun crew.

"Fire......fire, fire ......" two commands are synchronized again.

Suddenly...... "whoosh ......".

A distinctive scream sounded instantly, and a huge doubt rose in everyone's hearts, like a shelling, but they had never heard such a sound before.

What the hell is it? The two sides, who had already been red-eyed, just turned their minds for a moment, and then opened fire again with their red eyes. Whether it is the independent regiment or the devil, they are desperately killing people, trying to send the metal projectiles in the chamber of the gun into the opponent's body and tear the opponent's body apart.

"Boom ......" A series of explosions sounded on the devil's machine gun position, and the skyrocketing fire was like a flame from hell, wrapping the machine gun position, and the smoke and dust from the explosion almost covered half of the sky, and countless stumps and metal parts flew all over the sky.

There was a dead silence in the devil's machine-gun position, and there was no sound at all, not even screaming. All the devils were blown into flesh parts, and there were twelve wake-up craters on the position, which were black and red and covered with the flesh and blood of the devils.

Once again, the entire battlefield came to a brief standstill, and the violent explosion made all the attacking devils unconsciously look back.

More devils collectively lost their voices, no longer had the spirit of shouting 'loaded' just now, looking at the extra craters on the ground in an instant, the corners of their mouths continued to twitch, this is especially if they come to their side a little more .......

"Yaga, Yaga......" Seeing that the heavy machine gun units of the two brigades were sent to the Flame Hell, Nagaginomura Momoyo could no longer control his emotions, and directly pulled out his battle knife and slashed at a devil herald beside him.

The blood-drenched Nagaganomura Momoyo had a face that looked like a ghost: "Order the artillery, find them, blow them up for me, blow them up." All brigades, assaults, assaults, ......"

The commander of the third battalion, who had just given the order, was also blindfolded, and he didn't even notice that the machine gun in his hand was crooked to the side, and he looked at the devil's position with his eyes straight for a long time, and then turned his head to look at the mortar position not far away. Why is this going to be like that? Can two 60mm mortars blow up this effect? Did the partisan shells add melamine to them?

The mortar team was also dumbfounded, but the direction they were looking at was not the front, and on their heads, there were 12 arcs of white smoke, one end connected to the west hill, and the other end was connected to the devil's machine gun position.

"Cannon! Cannon! It's our cannon, our cannon, it's ......."

"We have a cannon ......".

"Company commander......, you open your eyes in the sky and take a look~, we have artillery, we have cannons......"

"Long live the artillery, long live the artillery......".

The positions of the entire Separate Regiment were completely boiling, and the roars of excitement even drowned out the constant sound of gunfire. They have always used flesh and blood to meet the devil's cannonballs, and they finally saw their shells fall into the devil's position, how could this not make them excited.

Since joining the Anti-Japanese Federation, countless times they have watched their siblings fall under the shelling of the devils, they have no way, they don't want the devils to be enslaved, so they can only hold on, how many times in their dreams they have also fantasized about charging the devils' positions under the cover of their own artillery, and sending these beasts to hell completely.

Looking at the 12 white cigarettes in the sky, whether it was an officer or a soldier, whether it was a lightly wounded or a seriously wounded, everyone was laughing, laughing happily, laughing with tears. They didn't know how to express their excitement except for laughter, and a heartfelt roar.

How many guns does a brigade of Devil's Mountain Artillery have? 12 doors. How many do we have? It is also 12 doors. Unbelief? Rise! Look up at the white smoke in the sky.

Ma Shuren also stared blankly at the smoke in the sky, and finally turned around and grabbed Wang Qi's clothes by the collar, and roared angrily: "You bastard, you bastard who lied about the military situation, Lao Tzu is going to shoot you." Count it yourself, is this 3 guns!? And your bastard instructor, with so many shells to blow up a machine-gun position? Does he have a lot of shells? Shoot, you all deserve to be shot......"

Wang Qi finally understood at this time, the three doors he said and the three doors that Ma Shuren understood were not the same concept at all, or even the same thing at all. Think about it, too, the turtles who don't even know the blaster, do you expect them to know about the 24-barrel rocket launcher?

However, at this time, Ma Shuren was held in his hand by the furious Ma Shuren, and he could only pull his face together in a sad way, and he really couldn't communicate normally with these turtles.