Maybe the devil's infantry guns are really hard to carry, or maybe these guys are deliberately delaying time. In short, when the 500 Division launched a general attack on the third brigade and the last remaining more than 100 devils, Gao Quan received a report that reinforcements from a squadron of devils had arrived!

A brigade is solved, and a squadron is nothing to be afraid of? Since the start of the war with the devils, Gao Quan can't remember how many devil squadrons he led his troops to destroy, there is no more of this one, and there is no less of this one, since it was sent to the door, there is absolutely no reason to let it go!

The last remaining remnants of the Third Brigade don't need many people at all. Gao Quan directly ordered the 500 brigades that were leading to the junction of Erdaohezi Road, and the whole brigade withdrew from the battle, laid an ambush, and prepared to ambush the squadron that had been reinforced!

A brigade is ready to give the devil a squadron to ambush, how to look at this battle is not suspenseful, but in the end, there is still a problem. It's not that the combat effectiveness of the 500 Brigade is not good, the key is that the devil came over this squadron, he is not right! This squadron is not an ordinary infantry squadron, it is an artillery squadron under the devil brigade, that is, this squadron is basically all artillery!

If the artillery encounters an ambush and encounters close combat, the combat effectiveness is definitely not as good as that of ordinary infantry. It's just that the devil, the artillery squadron, knew before he came that the Big Bear Brigade was surrounded by the squadron and had fallen into an extremely difficult situation. Knowing that he was about to face a vicious battle, no matter how stupid the devil artillery was, he knew that he had to be ready for battle, right?

So, after the artillery squadron of the devil entered the encirclement of the 500 brigades, and saw the squadron ** rushing up from several sides, the leader of the devil's artillery squadron immediately ordered all to stop advancing and resist on the spot. The two squads reinforced by the baggage squadron were desperately resisting the attack of the ** people, and the artillery squadron stopped in the middle and turned on the cannon!

The devil's Type 92 infantry cannon is like a carriage, with two large wheels on both sides, which is also for easy movement, and a cylindrical barrel in the middle. Usually, for fear of accidents, cannons and shells are loaded on different carts. Since he knew the danger ahead, the devil hung the cannon directly on the cart loaded with cannonballs before coming. In this way, although the safety operation procedures are violated, when the situation is found to be wrong, it can be quickly fired!

Although the devils have a high degree of modernization, due to the limitation of national strength, they do not have so many trucks. The 16th Division is a Class A division, and there are trucks in the division, but most of their trucks are in the baggage wing and field artillery wing, like the following wings, which are basically rarely deployed, let alone brigades.

The carts used by the artillery squadron of the 3rd Brigade to pull cannons and shells were all carts, that is, the kind of animal-powered carts pulled by horses and mules. When the devils saw our attacking troops coming up, they unloaded the cannons, loaded them with shells, and hit them with a bang. Although the two baggage squads on the periphery are of little use, they can also block some of the advance of our army even if they are desperate, and the infantry guns of the devil are so beaten, and the troops behind our army are unlucky!

The power of heavy artillery on the battlefield is unimaginable, and the devils shelled down a few rounds, and suddenly our army suffered heavy losses! Those who were directly killed and injured by the explosion were 100. Fortunately, the devil is only an artillery squadron, with only four infantry guns. The artillery battalion of my 500th division is much more than the devil's artillery, and there are 12 heavy artillery pieces alone.

Gao Quan has always been watching the battlefield, there is no need to worry about the battle over there to encircle and suppress the remnants of the devils, but the newly sent reinforcements from the devils here have to take a closer look. From the binoculars, I watched the infantry cannons of the little devils doing evil, and Gao Quan's fire directly hit his head! As soon as the devil goes down, our soldiers are a blur of flesh and blood, which commander doesn't feel distressed when he sees it?

"Give me the artillery battalion." Gao Quan couldn't help but feel angry in his heart, and strode into the phone class with a blue face. After receiving the notice, the telephone clerk hurriedly handed the microphone to the teacher with a bad face.

"Fan Xiaosi! What do you eat? I order you to knock out the devil's cannon at once! Within five minutes, I must hear the cannonballs! ”

Gao Quan yelled at the telephone receiver, and Fan Bolin on the other end of the phone opened his mouth wide, and he was stunned! He hadn't seen Gao Quan get so angry. Fortunately, on the other end of the phone, after Gao Quan yelled twice, he hung up the phone directly, which saved Camp Commander Fan from the trouble of not knowing how to deal with it. He is still here in a daze, pondering what kind of evil fire is this? The communicator next to him reminded him: "Battalion commander, the division seat only gave us five minutes, are you ......?" "Needless to say, the next words are not to save face for the chief.

"Good boy, count yourself as clever!" The commander of the artillery battalion smiled and praised the little communicator, and strode out.

Now that the war is in progress, although the artillery battalion is resting at this time, when it attacked the third brigade of devils a while ago, it still made a lot of efforts. The 3rd Brigade is now on the verge of destruction, and the cannons in the hands of Battalion Commander Fan are no longer needed, and his artillerymen are now wiping the barrels and sorting out the shell boxes.

Van Berlin ran out of the battalion headquarters, and outside was the artillery position. The battalion commander ran out, and the company platoon commanders immediately surrounded this side, and they wanted to ask, is the artillery battalion still fighting today?

"Where did the devil's shell come from? The division seat ordered, and the artillery battalion immediately counterattacked! When Battalion Commander Fan saw these subordinates, he immediately shouted loudly. The division seat only gave him five minutes, and now every second was precious, and he no longer had time to convene a meeting of several company commanders to assign tasks, and as soon as the combat mission was announced verbally, he ran over to the gun position of a howitzer. The artillery battalion commander is the most skilled artilleryman in the whole battalion, and only when he personally operates the artillery can he ensure that the first shot is fired within the time limit set by the division.

The artillerymen were resting, but the artillery observers were not resting. As long as the order to retreat is not given, these observers will always observe the situation on the battlefield so that all kinds of data can be provided to the artillery at any time.

The artillery squadron that the devil drove over newly, not to mention how many shots it fired, even if they didn't shoot a single shot, these guys would have already fallen into the eyes of the observers, and every piece of data about the enemy was recorded in black and white.

The artillery battalion commander was the first to get these data, positioning, loading, pulling the strings, all in one go. "Boom!" With a loud bang, with a burst of fire coming out of the muzzle, the cannon body slammed back, and the first shell fired at the devil's artillery squadron was discharged. After the first shot, Fan Berlin took out his pocket watch and looked at it, and let out a sigh of relief, the time was exactly five minutes, and he finally missed the time stipulated by the division.

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