In a large shell crater, a devil captain and two or three subordinates were hiding in it with their heads in their hands. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

As a veteran, the captain knows very well that as long as he is not too unlucky, there will be no possibility of two shells falling in one shell crater on the battlefield.

So, for now, the captain and a few subordinates around him are safe.

However, the other devils in the whole brigade were not so lucky.

Although they were all lying on the ground with their heads in their hands, as long as the artillery fire of the Liaodong Army did not stop, there might be shells that would explode around them at any time, blowing them up into corpses.

Listening to the increasingly violent explosions in my ears, I felt the increasingly choking smell in the air.

One of the subordinates lying next to the captain directly shouted to the captain with a face full of fear: "Captain, the enemy's artillery fire is too fierce, if you don't leave the position, let the enemy's three countries continue to blow up like this." When the enemy shelling is over, the entire brigade will be blown up......"

"No......" the captain refused without thinking.

"Don't you see our leftover women's warband? As soon as we retreat, the Warlords will shoot at us...... I'd rather let my soldiers die under enemy fire than let them die at the guns of their own people, and if they die, they will have to bear the shameful title of a deserter......"

Maybe it's because he knows that he can't go back alive in front of him.

The squadron leader next to him directly forgot the strict hierarchy in the Japanese army, and scolded the captain without any scruples: "The wing commander is confused, isn't this forcing us to be bombed here and waiting here to die......

Although the subordinates' complaints are a bit unashamed, what he says is the truth.

Therefore, after listening to this, the captain only frowned and said no more.

At this moment, more than 50 field artillery pieces that had just captured the devil were also under the control of hundreds of gunners of the Liaodong Army. Successively, if the battle.

As a result, the shells that kept falling on the devil's side immediately doubled.

In addition, these guns are just on the battlefield, and all parts of the area covered by artillery fire can be hit by shells.

The crater that the Devil Captain used to hide. It has also become unsafe in front of this new field artillery group that has joined the battle.

Soon, a shell exploded less than two meters away from the group leader.

Several devils, including the captain, were blown to the ground and turned into corpses before they had time to react.

As the artillery fire continued. More and more devils began to fall under the fire.

There are devil officers, and there are devil ordinary soldiers.

For the devils who are lucky enough to be alive on the battlefield, the death of ordinary soldiers does not have much impact.

Under the fierce artillery fire, under the supervision of the officers at all levels around them, they could only lie on the ground with their heads in their hands, praying to Amaterasu that the shells falling from the sky would not fall on their side.

However, the death of an officer, its influence is not the same.

The loss of the officer also means that the devil who is hovering on the verge of death loses the supervision of the commander.

This time. Driven by a strong desire to survive. Many of the devil soldiers lying on the ground forgot the wing commander's order not to retreat at this moment.

One by one, like lost dogs, they fled backwards while dodging the cannonballs falling from the sky, trying to leave the battlefield full of death and murder at their feet.

However, they were not so lucky.

On the battlefield where shells are constantly falling to the ground and exploding, it is difficult to hurt them when lying on the ground, and the fragments of the shells are scattered.

However, once they get up from the battlefield, the result is different.

Flying shell fragments. An impenetrable death trap has been woven above the devil's head.

As soon as many devils got up from the ground, a dense network of fire enveloped him.

And the flying fragments of cannonballs directly beat these devil soldiers into a hornet's nest and turned them into a corpse that could no longer die.

Of course. There are also devils who are very lucky, and they are very lucky not to be shrouded in the fire net formed by the fragments.

Jumping up from the ground, taking advantage of the interval between the shelling, he quickly ran out of the area covered by the shelling.

However, their hope of survival had just risen in their hearts, and it was dashed before they could rejoice.

After this devil rushed out of the gunsmoke. Before he could rejoice, the three rifles of the Overseer team, pointed the barrels of the black holes at his chest.

The devil hadn't had time to say a word, and he hadn't even reacted from the shock.

With a rifle in front of him and a military officer with the muzzle pointed at him, he immediately said coldly in his non-negotiable tone.

"There is no order, fleeing from the battle, and there is no forgiveness on the battlefield...... Shoot ......"

The devil with a shocked face, staring at a pair of big eyes, was just about to open his mouth to explain something, when three dull gunshots reached his ears.

Then, a tingling pain came from his chest.

The three blood holes that were bubbling out of the blood directly told this devil that he was not saved......

After more than a dozen devil soldiers who rushed out of the smoke were shot and killed on the spot by the warlords, none of the devils dared to retreat back.

In order to avoid this increasingly fierce artillery fire, there is no way back. The remaining devils on the battlefield can only lie on the ground, holding their heads, pinning their last hope of survival on the so-called Amaterasu Okami.

The command of the Liaodong Army, after seeing all the battlefield situation in his eyes, Yang Xingguo slowly showed a smile on his face.

said to Sun Liechen: "The little devil is helping us...... Chief of Staff, have you seen the Devil Commander Combat Team, I would rather my own people be bombed in the artillery fire than let them temporarily withdraw to avoid the artillery fire, isn't this forcing them to be bombed and giving our artillery units combat exploits? ”

After Sun Lichen nodded in agreement, he said excitedly: "Commander, the captain of the Devil's Baggage Wing must be crazy, and he actually let his subordinates be nailed to the battlefield and bombed, and he was not allowed to retreat......"

"The devils don't have anti-artillery holes, and even the fortifications are built temporarily, as long as our artillery fire is fierce enough, we will definitely be able to inflict unprecedented damage on the devils...... I think it's an opportunity for us......"

"Since the little devil co-captain is helping us, if we can't grasp this opportunity, then we're too sorry for the little devil co-captain who helped us!" Yang Xingguo replied with a cheerful face.

Then, thinking about it to the staff officer, he ordered: "Tell all the artillerymen participating in the battle, continue to bomb me, no one can stop without my order." As long as all the devils in the encirclement can be blown up on the position, all the weapons and ammunition of the devil's baggage wing will be ours. When the time comes, I will replenish as many shells as the artillery fires. ”

One minute, two minutes, five minutes, ten minutes......

More than 100 field guns fired more than 3,000 shells at the Devil's Ring Fortification, and the roaring artillery fire only stopped.

There are more than 3,000 field artillery shells, even if one shell only kills one devil soldier, all the more than 3,000 shells add up, and all the devils in the ring fortifications can be blown up.

As the shelling ended, the smoke that hung over the battlefield slowly dissipated.

The ring fortifications that the devils have worked so hard to build can no longer see a trace of the fortifications.

As far as the eye can see, the entire shelling area is full of dense craters and corpses of devils, and there is no movement or life.

Seeing such a tragic picture in front of them, everyone knew that there were less than 2,000 devils in the fortifications, even if they were not completely wiped out, they were almost dead. (To be continued.) )