Chapter Fifty-Eight: The Bloody Battle of Building Dragon Mountain XVII
After the signal soldier left, in the command center, Long Zhongtian laughed.
Ha ha......
The laughter was loud, and he walked up to the megaphone and laughed out loud, mingling with the roaring bullets.
At this moment, the dragon soul warriors were attracted by this laughter, except for the first line of defense that was still roaring, the other warriors looked at the top of the mountain.
The laughter lasted for a long time before it stopped.
"Warriors, I have good news for you, my dragon soul is too strong, hehe, I also tell the devil who is dying the same good news."
"Now, the three legions of devils are on the way, their target is us, 300,000 devils, brothers, don't be afraid of killing devils, this is just a small piece of fat, behind a bigger piece of children."
Then, Long Zhongtian said it again in Japanese.
"Crazy, it's crazy!" Ouyang Fei looked at the ecstatic Long Zhongtian, but he also smiled, he knew very well that this was enough to show the strength of the dragon soul, the strength of Long Zhongtian, he made the devil afraid, and became the number one enemy in the devil's heart, and the most trembling Chinese commander.
After Long Zhongtian shouted, he shouted Liu to his side.
"How many diamond-shaped blasting mines are left!"
"Young marshal, there are many more!"
"Very good, the devil has thousands of tanks on the way, let me ask you again if it is enough?"
Long Zhongtian asked solemnly.
"Thousands of them, the devils won't form an armored legion to deal with us!"
Wang Erneng's eyes widened and asked in surprise.
Burst......
Ouyang Fei, who was drinking water, was immediately choked by Wang Erneng's surprised shout, and his throat squirted.
"I said Captain Wang, are you so surprised?"
"Is this true?"
Wang Erneng's eyes widened.
"Yes, are you sure?"
Long Zhongtian asked with a smile, but his heart was trembling, he knew what the mission demolition squadron would face this time.
"Yes!"
Wang Erneng replied excitedly, this time was the time for his demolition squadron to show his skills.
"Young Marshal, the explosion of his subordinates destroyed the devil's tank regiment on the way forward."
Wang Erneng took the order and walked out.
"Come back alive, we are waiting for you!"
Long Zhongtian's words made Wang Erneng's footsteps pause, opened his mouth and smiled, and continued to step out of his steps.
At this moment, the devils of the Sakata Legion had already broken through the first line of defense, and after hundreds of dragon soul warriors exchanged for thousands of corpses of devils again, only the warriors in the bunker were left in the first line of defense.
The soldiers of the first line of defense quickly turned their guns and stabbed the rocks that covered the shooting holes, and within the first blockade, the machine guns roared again.
Da Da Da ......
Also at this moment, the Dragon Soul column of the second line of defense pulled the trigger.
Da Da Da ......
With a sound of explosions, the devils pounced, and the devils who rushed into the defense line one by one were killed by merciless bullets.
"Ah......h
One by one, the devils roared and pounced on the bunkers of the first line of defense, and the corpses of the devils blocked the gun holes, blocked the machine guns that were shooting, and the roaring bullets, and after hundreds of devils were crushed to pieces, dozens of pillboxes of the first line of defense were blown up.
After plugging the hole with the corpse, the devil turned into the bunker and pulled the grenade tied to his body, and the sound of explosions burst out from the inside of the bunker.
After the devil paid 70,000 corpses, the first line of defense of the dragon soul collapsed, and none of the 2,000 soldiers of the second column of the dragon soul survived.
Immediately after, with the frantic strafing of the second line of defense, the second round of slaughter was staged again.
Drunk and lying on the battlefield, Jun Mo smiled, and a few people came back to fight in ancient times.
For devils, this kind of tragic poetry is the most perfect portrayal, and this kind of lamenting and compassionate poetry is the most suitable.
[Don't blame the lobster for being ruthless, why be pitiful for the devil, tragedy always belongs to the loser, I am an angry youth, that is, an angry youth, since I don't write an article and don't kill a happy one, in order to calm the anger in my heart for history. 】
The bullets are roaring wildly, the devils are screaming in pain, the soldiers are red-eyed, the devils are desperately pounced, and the bullets are rhythmically punching out of the chambers in the hands of the dragon soul warriors.
This thrill of harvesting life makes the warriors sing to the roaring bullets!
At the same time, they did not feel sad that all the brothers of the second column were killed, but they were proud of what they had never done, and this pride inspired them to take the achievements of the second column as a goal and fight bravely against the enemy.
Then there were three columns in front of them, who had already been in good shape, for fear that they would not fire a single shot when the battle was over, but thinking that there were still 300,000 troops waiting for them behind, they endured it and held down their temperament.
The battle lasted seven days, the second line of defense was riddled with holes, and more than half of the defense of the line was lost.
When the last devil soldier fell under the gun, when there were only 300 fighters left in the second column of the fighting 2,000 meters, seven or eight pillboxes were blown up, and the last devil officer fell under the guns of the sniper squadron.
The 100,000-strong army of the devils was wiped out, and the entire Zhulong Mountain was full of corpses of the devils, guns, ammunition, and flowing blood flowed like a waterfall.
The corpses of the devils were piled up in a high mountain, still beyond the height of the defensive line of the position.
The medic ran quickly to the second line of defense and blew the wounds on the soldiers.
"Cool, it's really fucking enjoyable, this devil is a big movie, even his mother's executioner doesn't kill as many people as Lao Tzu."
A soldier had already lost an arm in battle, and while the medic bandaged him, the pain did not make him scream, but rather looked at the corpses of devils all over the hills.
Yes!
One of the soldiers took a sip of water and opened his hands tremblingly, his fingers unable to move, and all the fighters were brothers from other columns who tried to unleash their clenched weapons.
"Damn, Lao Tzu's hand holding the gun is not bloody, grandma's!"
Wait and see him bleeding from one hand.
This is the result of holding the gun tightly for a long time.
Ha ha......
The fighters laughed.
"Dog's day, Lao Tzu killed the devil, he didn't even have time to eat, his mother bit the flatbread and opened the gun, the devil has finished killing, and the flatbread hasn't been eaten yet?"
"It's just, hehe, it's comfortable to kill hard, Lao Tzu didn't starve to death, it's so damn shameful."
"Brothers, let's calculate that we have made a lot of money, 5,000 to 100,000, obediently, throughout the ages, but there is no one before or after!"
Ha ha......
"You kid didn't blow the bull, isn't it the combat fortifications built by the special combat team that are strong, and they were ...... in the town of the gods"
The soldier began to brag.
Although victorious, but such a battle is easy for them, it is not as they say, in the battle their spirit is highly tense, in order to survive the flood of attacks, they forget everything, in their eyes, in their hearts, only the enemy in front of them, and the roaring bullet in their hands.
Reload, load, fire!
"It seems that the fighters are happy!"
Long Zhongtian looked at the victorious faces of the warriors in the telescope, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
After the war, the smoke of gunpowder rose on the battlefield, and at this moment there was no whistling artillery fire, it was very calm, and the rich smell of blood permeated the air.
At this time, looking at the entire Zhulong Mountain, a large bunker stands on the top of the mountain, and there are countless bunkers distributed around him, like the stars and the moon showing his hugeness.
The large pillbox position is like a disc, divided into five pieces tightly connected together, and the whole looks like a gossip diagram, each piece is divided into five lines of defense, and each line of defense is guarded by a column.
Unbeknownst to the Sakata Legion, what they were attacking was just a corner of the Dragon Soul position.
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