But can't you just watch the division commander and more than a thousand brothers of the independent division die here? Master Wang, Master Liu and Boss Niu on the edge of Taihu Lake in Wuwei Town died in battle, Han Fei felt a little sorry for them, and now when he heard that the division commander also meant this, he was very reluctant in his heart, but he didn't show it, but he secretly made up his mind in his heart: no matter what the situation is, he will have to take the division commander to retreat to the death!

Suddenly, there was a burst of gunfire on the river, and Han Fei hurriedly ran out and asked his subordinates: "Where did the gunshots come from?" ”

"Report, the lookout is watching—" the subordinate reported.

Han Fei was worried that the devil fleet would suddenly come up and attack at this moment, so his plan to take advantage of the dark moon and high wind at night to let Haizi sneak attack the devil fleet with the water commando team was about to come to naught, no matter what happened during the day, he had to make the little devil fleet dare not come closer to the fort! Otherwise, the next battle will not be good!

"Immediately contact the "Shibuya" on the river, is it that they have been attacked by devils there? "Han Fei thought about it, could it be that the devil sent a special combat team to get the warship that was robbed by us? Since we can send a special combat team to destroy their airport, then the devil can naturally send a special combat team to mess with us, right?

Sure enough, the lookout sent a flag to Han Fei on the fort below: "An unknown force is attacking the "Shibuya", and the sound of gunfire is coming from there!" ”

"Sure enough, the devil special forces have come to touch our camp!" Han Fei nodded, and hurriedly shouted to the artillery commander on the battery: "Use artillery fire to support the brothers on the "Shibuya" and repel the surprise attack of the devil special combat team!" ”

The division commander also hurried over, and when he heard that Han Fei said that it was the devil's special forces coming, he asked him: "Brother Han, why do you see that it is the devil's special forces?" ”

"I'll give you a detailed explanation later, let's fight off those devils first, Deputy Zhao Lian, take a platoon and immediately take a speedboat to reinforce the independent division brothers on the "Shibuya", and repel those devil soldiers for me! Han Fei gave Zhao Yongfu the order to attack.

Zhao Yongfu was overjoyed: "Yes! Promise to repel the attack of the little devils, and if you can't complete the task, you can shoot me directly! Don't grind and chirp all those military methods, I hate those things the most! "Zhao Yongfu is a rough man, he doesn't hide his words, and he speaks casually when he is happy, but fortunately, Han Fei and the division commander don't care about him about this.

The large-caliber fortress guns on the battery immediately began to bombard, and the shells fired out by the first test fire exploded on the river not far from the "Shibuya", and the exploded water column overturned several speedboats riding the devil's special forces, and when they saw the fortress guns on the battery firing, the independent division brothers who were desperately resisting the devils who climbed up on the deck suddenly burst into cheers, and their fighting spirit quickly rose high, shouting desperately, running back and forth on the deck, With machine guns, rifles, pistols, grenades and other light weapons to return fire at the devils, bullets "whizzing" shuttle, these independent division brothers went forward one after another, took over the weapons of the brothers who were shot and died, and desperately fired a dense rain of bullets at the devils.

A few devils had already climbed onto the side of the ship, and the machine gunners of the Independent Division, who were strafing next to the side of the ship, immediately picked up their machine guns and fired at the devils who climbed up, and the two devil soldiers were instantly beaten into a honeycomb, but the bayonets and daggers thrown out by several other devil soldiers pierced the machine gunner, and this tenacious machine gunner still tightened the trigger before falling, and fired the last few bullets in the machine gun magazine!

Three heavily armed devil soldiers wearing mesh steel helmets jumped onto the deck, and in their hands they were also holding "MP-28" submachine guns, which were also German-made melee weapons, and tongues of fire pounced, and the brothers of the three or four independent divisions who were shooting at the side of the ship were beaten into a hornet's nest, and their bodies were full of holes.

"The devil is crawling up!" The brothers behind exclaimed in surprise, but before they could finish speaking, a few melon grenades were spinning around at their feet, and before they could lie down to dodge, they saw a white light flash, and in a "boom" explosion, four or five independent brothers were lifted high by the air waves, torn into pieces in mid-air, scattered on the deck, and the flesh and blood were blurred.

"Ah, it hurts, brother, please give me a shot!" A soldier of the Independent Division, whose legs had been blown off and was covered in blood beneath him, pleaded with a comrade next to him who was desperately shooting at the rushing devil.

The brother who was desperately fighting with the devil could not care about the pleading of the wounded soldier next to him, he didn't even have time to change the magazine at the moment, he threw it away directly when he ran out of bullets, and then picked up a weapon from the ground as long as it could shoot and shoot at the devil, constantly changing his position, and there were bullets everywhere around him, and the bullets hit the deck, bursting out with dazzling sparks and crisp and piercing sounds.

Although the large-caliber shells from the fort boosted the resistance and fighting spirit of the brothers of the independent division on the ship, there were more and more devils who had already climbed up, and most of the motorboats on which the devils who had not yet climbed up were blown up by the shells and sank to the bottom of the river.

In this way, the 20 or so devil soldiers who climbed onto the deck of the "Shibuya" had no way out, and the outfits of these devil soldiers were different from ordinary devil soldiers, each with a German-made submachine gun, grenades hung all over the chest, dense and ferocious firepower, rapid and abnormal movements, and quite tacit tactical cooperation.

What's even worse is that these devil special forces have extremely accurate marksmanship, and submachine guns, which rely on dense bullets and rain of bullets, are shot by these little devils and are almost guns hit the independent division brothers who resist on the deck. Within a few minutes, more than half of the brothers of the independent division of the entire company had been killed, and the rest of them were forced by the devils to the aft gun mount.

With the cover of the steel armor of the large-caliber rear artillery mount, the guns and bullets of the devil special forces who rushed up could not hit the remaining independent division brothers for the time being, and just when they thought they could temporarily breathe a sigh of relief and catch for a while, suddenly a sharp-eyed brother pointed at the devils in front of them and shouted: "The devils have mortars!" ”

The soldiers hiding in obstacles and bunkers are not afraid of machine guns and rifles, what they are most afraid of is the kind of mortars with curved ballistics, as soon as this kind of thing appears, it is unlikely that these remaining independent division brothers who are nested behind the rear main gun mount will have a chance to survive, and a few shells will be smashed down, and they can be killed in minutes! And there is nowhere to hide, unless you jump deep into the rolling Yangtze River below.