Although the Northern Expeditionary Army didn't know what was going on, it was a fact that the little devil was shelled in front of them. For them, it's definitely a big deal. Feng Shui takes turns, and little devils also have bad luck. This scene was really exciting, and it made those Northern Expeditionary Army who had just been bombarded by the Japanese army have a sense of schadenfreude.

"Say, did the devil's skull be hit by a brick?"

"You think this is a construction site, where did the bricks come from, I think those devils' nerves were connected to the wires and directly short-circuited."

"Don't worry what's going on, the devil is going to be unlucky now. I want to laugh when I see this, the little devil also has today. ”

"Even so, let them taste what it was like to be bombed by cannons."

"I said a long time ago, this evil has done a lot, and one day it will be retributed, but I didn't expect it to come so quickly."

“……”

The commander of the Northern Expedition Corps looked at the city wall and talked about it, like a vegetable market. However, he didn't stop it, the battle just a few hours had kept their nerves tense, and now that there was a place to vent, it was even more impossible for him to stop it. It was not only the soldiers who were happy, but he was very happy, although he did not know what had happened. But at least for now, it seems like a good thing.

Judging from the impact point, this is not like a mistake, but like a special shelling. It is impossible for even the artillery of their own Northern Expeditionary Army to make such a mistake, how can a devil who is so much stronger than the Northern Expeditionary Army make such a mistake.

At this time, the commander of the Northern Expedition saw that those Japanese troops began to disperse and retreat, and hurriedly rushed to the rear, and the shells seemed to have eyes. This time, he also saw that there must be something wrong with the devil's artillery position, otherwise the devil outside the city would not have rushed to the rear so desperately.

On an uphill slope between the siege wing and the artillery position, the paratroopers of two companies were digging individual pits, and the speed was very fast, and after a few minutes, the foxholes were dug one by one, and the soldiers were lying in the foxholes one by one, waiting for the arrival of the Japanese army.

By the time the Wing Commander arrived with a wing of soldiers, less than half of his squadron remained, and apart from the previous casualties in the siege, at least one brigade had been killed or wounded in the shelling. This made the captain a little crying without tears, unlucky, why would this kind of thing happen to him.

When he learned that there was a sniper position in front of him, the wing commander directly turned his grief and anger into strength, and with the remaining half of his troops, he charged directly up the hillside. The shelling along the way, coupled with the psychological pressure, had already made him lose his mind. He now only wants to destroy the enemies who stand in his way. The remaining half of the Japanese troops were the same as their wing commanders, and the pressure came from the shadow of the shelling, and the sound of shells exploding around them made many of them go crazy.

Just organized the troops at random, and the wing commander gave the order to attack.

More than 1,000 Japanese troops (3,800 men in a standard wing) directly charged under the command of the wing commander, but they did not completely lose their minds, at least at this time they still knew how to build mortar positions and light and heavy machine gun positions.

Just when the Japanese army began to attack, a battalion commander in charge of guarding here directly grabbed the walkie-talkie and called for artillery fire. Moreover, when the Japanese army had just built the mortars, the mortars of the paratroopers had already begun to shoot, and mortar shells ejected from the barrels and fell directly on the Japanese mortar positions along huge arcs. The entire mortar position suddenly turned on its back, and at the same time, the shells on the Japanese mortar position were detonated, making a huge explosion. Heavy artillery and 75mm field guns in the rear also joined in the fun, plus light and heavy machine guns on foxholes, and a steel feast was staged on the hillside.

The airborne troops of the People's Army looked indifferent and kept aiming and shooting, and one by one the Japanese troops fell in response, and the first to be eliminated was the light and heavy machine guns of the Japanese army. Although the Japanese army also began to counterattack, in terms of marksmanship, although it was several levels higher than that of the Northern Expeditionary Army, there was no way to compare it with the paratroopers. When it comes to equipment, you have light and heavy machine guns, and we also have them, and in terms of numbers, they are one section higher than the Japanese army. Don't talk about the quality, you are a 38 big cover, we are a semi-automatic rifle, the quality of light and heavy machine guns is not to be compared, the Zhonghua Z-type heavy machine gun is the main machine gun of the United States in later generations, and I don't know how much stronger than you now.

Soon the heavy firepower of the Japanese army was wiped out, although the paratroopers at this time also suffered a little casualties, but compared to the Japanese army, it could only be regarded as a drizzle.

After the heavy weapons were eliminated, the Japanese troops, who were under the control of bushido, did not think of retreating at all, and rushed up desperately under the wielding of the command knife of the wing commander. They kept thinking that they could destroy each other if they just went up a little higher.

However, the powerful firepower of the paratroopers made it difficult for them to move an inch, and the light and heavy firepower nets were intertwined with a series of death scythes, constantly harvesting the lives of the Japanese soldiers. But without the order of the wing commander, the Japanese still rushed upwards without their lives.

At a hundred meters in front of the paratroopers' position, more and more Japanese corpses fell, and at this time, more and more deaths made the Japanese soldiers feel afraid, and many Japanese soldiers began to lie on the ground, using the dead comrades-in-arms to shoot at the People's Army. At first, it had some effect, but under the blow of mortars and bazookas, those Japanese soldiers and corpses were directly lifted high, and when they landed, they were just a few pieces of broken corpses.

Half an hour passed, and there was not much left of the Japanese army, and the wing commander came to his senses and was about to order a retreat.

The paratroopers directly launched a counter-charge, and under the cover of light and heavy machine guns, they climbed out of the individual pit and recharged towards the Japanese troops. Unlike the Japanese troops, the charge of the paratroopers was very scattered, and half of the charge and half of the cover were always exchanged.

Those Japanese soldiers who saw the paratroopers crawling out of the position thought that they had a chance, but when they were depressed, under the powerful firepower, they were directly hit before they could shoot, and they could only go to see their Aunt Asumasu unwillingly.

The wing commander below saw his soldiers being driven down the hillside as if they were being chased ducks, and they were powerless to fight back. At this time, he also saw what his opponent was like. Dressed in a strange outfit, looking at it from a distance, it was a burst of flowers, and I couldn't see my face at all. And the guns were accurate, basically as soon as the shots were fired, one of the imperial troops fell. He shouted in his heart several times: where are these soldiers, how can they be so powerful, and how can there be such troops in the world?

Just when the wing captain looked at his opponent stunned, there were less than fifty of his hundreds of so-called invincible imperial troops of the Great Japanese Empire. And all of them ran to him with fear on their faces. The Wing Commander was about to say something when he saw this, when a sniper in the distance picked up the sniper rifle in his hand, and the cross in the scope was aimed at his head. The sniper did not hesitate and fired directly. When the sniper saw in the scope that half of the Japanese officer's entire head was directly missing, he muttered regretfully: "Count you lucky, my sniper rifle is not a large-caliber one, nor is it a dummmy bullet, otherwise I guarantee that your kid will not even have a head." ”

If that wing commander Izumishita had knowledge, I don't know how to feel.

After Xu Shiyou, who was in the artillery position, received the news of the total annihilation of the Japanese army, he shouted excitedly: "Well done." ”

At this moment, a company on guard in the rear came with news that the Japanese troops approaching a brigade were rushing here, and there were quite a few heavy weapons, and they could reach here in half an hour.

Xu Shiyou simply ordered a company on guard behind him to come back and join him, and gave an order to the remaining troops who had not yet returned, telling us not to come here. And called the two companies of snipers in front to quickly clean up the battlefield, as long as the Japanese weapons and ammunition, the corpses were left alone. At the same time, the artillerymen were told to tie explosives to all the cannons, tie them to conceal a little, connect the fuses, and concentrate the few remaining shells next to the cannons, and wait for the arrival of the Japanese army, and give them a gift.

It's not that Xu Shiyou doesn't want to eliminate a little more Japanese troops, but there is no need to fight the Japanese army now, and now he has eliminated a wing of infantry and a wing of artillery, which can be regarded as a good start. As for the cannons, it's not that Xu Shiyou doesn't need them, but they can't be transported, and there are not many shells left, so they can all be blown up. And in his heart, he doesn't like these equipment.

If the bald man knew that there were so many abandoned howitzers here, it was estimated that he wouldn't even care about Jinan and directly sent troops to rob them. You must know that the current Northern Expeditionary Army does not even have a single artillery gun above 75mm, not to mention that there are a full thirty-six guns here.

The paratroopers moved very quickly, in less than 20 minutes, all this was arranged, in Xu Shiyou's order, leaving a group of special forces to prepare to detonate explosives, the other paratroopers left one after another, to the front and two companies to converge, the surrounding guards also left one after another, on the left and right sides of the guard march. After the convergence, the troops rushed directly into the woods on one side, and all traces were lost at once.

Although the paratroopers achieved brilliant results in this battle, they also paid a few casualties. The remains of some of the fighters lay on the backs of other soldiers, following the large force.

In war, casualties are inevitable, and when they reach a safe place, the bodies of those soldiers are laid on the ground one by one.

Looking at the two dozen or so comrades-in-arms who were still joking with themselves before, now that they have returned, all the fighters have fallen silent. There is no joy of victory, and after several years of training, everyone has a very close friendship.

We have carried guns together, we have gone to the countryside together, we have prostituted together, and we have shared dirt together!

These comrades-in-arms on the ground are all able to communicate with each other's lives, not brothers are better than brothers, they can block each other's guns on the battlefield, and they can rest assured that they will give their backs to guard. Such a good comrade-in-arms fell in front of him, and that kind of heavy mood is not understandable to ordinary people.

Ten minutes later, the bodies were packed in bags one by one. The eyes of many soldiers turned red, and their tenacity did not make them cry, but many of them had a faint blood stain on their palms.