The artillery of ** seemed to be not very accurate, and because of the lack of training, the first positioning test shot fell in front of the ** position.

"These bastards in the artillery battalion, the cannon can't hit accurately! Spicy next door, sloppy, give Lao Tzu all cats lightning protection ditch! The battalion commander scolded his mother and called on the brothers to squat in the mine-proof trench first if they were justified or unreasonable, so as not to cause trouble to their own artillery!

With the positioning of the first shot and the adjustment of the angle, the 12 75 howitzers adjusted the angle of fire, and then fired a salvo, and the shells fell into the camp of the little devils with a whistling.

The explosion of the first rangefinder missile positioning bomb, the fat man knew that he would meet the live coverage of **, and his chance to escape came again.

The "chirping" cannonball came with a whistling, and all the little devils lay down, but the fat man couldn't lie down, this was his chance.

The "boom, boom, boom......, boom" shells fell one after another, and the smoke of the explosion well concealed the fat man's movements, this time he ran to the slope, and after running for a while, he ran like the other side, completely S-shaped escape route.

The "boom ......" shells rained down, blasting the little devil so much that he didn't dare to get up and chase after him.

"Da ......" "Bang Bang ......" The little devil lay on the ground to avoid the artillery fire, while shooting at the fat man, but unfortunately the dust and smoke from the explosion of the bomb completely blocked their vision.

The fat man suddenly ran into the mound and crawled wildly, and suddenly ran wildly, sometimes the cat's waist and mouse scurried, sometimes he rolled and crawled, and he was choked enough, but unfortunately there were not many shells on a base basis, and each 75 howitzer was only 5 rounds.

As soon as the five waves of shells were over, the fat man was only a hundred meters away from the ** position, and just when he was cheering and finally able to escape from the danger, the cannon stopped.

It's like a couple of newlyweds who have just entered the state, devoting themselves to fulfilling the responsibility of creating the next generation, and at the most critical moment of the two, the haunted house rushed into the new house......

The fat man's feeling at the moment is like this, fortunately, he is clever, and he lies directly down the ridge, and the bullets of the little devil whistle past him with a whistling.

He didn't have time to scold his mother yet. The sound of whistling shells came from the sky again, and the little devil's naval artillery retaliated and bombarded it, once again supporting the little devil's infantry charge.

** The whole area was immediately submerged in the bombardment, the shells of large-caliber naval guns. Every time it falls, the explosion is the effect of shaking the ground and shaking the mountains.

On the contrary, he was safe more than a hundred meters from the ** position, and not a single shell fell around the fat man.

The little devil did not continue to advance, because it was a slightly safe distance two hundred meters away from the center of the shelling.

This gave the fat man another opportunity, he used the sides of the terrain such as ridges and soil slopes to obstruct the little devil's line of sight, and successfully climbed to a place dozens of meters in front of the ** position. At this time, the shelling of the little devils also stopped.

**The trench was almost completely cleaned up dozens of meters in front of it, there was no place that could be used as a cover, and the fat man did not dare to run over rashly, he could see the horse face in the trench and look at him anxiously.

"Knock!" The little devil commander shouted loudly to attack!

The two Type 95 tanks of the little devil stood up, rushing forward, shelling with tanks and strafing with machine guns at the same time, and the little devil infantry who followed behind knelt half-kneeling and raised their guns to shoot.

The little devil tank is not bombing him. The infantry did not shoot him, but against the **.

The fat man suddenly found that he finally came back, but he was selectively forgotten by the little devil!

It's not enough to forget, is it better for such a fat man to be more lethal than a battalion of Chinese soldiers? The distance between the two sides is only more than 200 meters, which is already the distance of battle, and the first choice of the little devil must be to kill the most threatening person.

The most threatening? This cunning and fat man full of bad water is comparable to a ** battalion in many cases!

It's just that these little devils don't know how dangerous fat people are.

**No movement yet. A pair of can't fight back and scold and don't fight back, this is also the status quo, ** soldiers generally have little training, and the shooting accuracy is not as good as that of the little devils. At a distance of more than 200 meters, a shot was fired, isn't this looking for abuse?

"This battalion commander is good, he knows how to fight closer." The fat man muttered in his heart, peeked in the direction of the little devil, and his heart burst out.

The little devil added another squadron of troops to join the charge. Two Type 95 platoons were led by more than 300 little devils, dozens of whom died in artillery fire, and his shuttle was twenty rings.

After a while, the tank had advanced to a place seventy or eighty meters away from the ** ground, and the little devil who was following the tank also entered the range of 100 meters.

The fat man's excellent hearing can hear the battalion commander of the ** position shouting: "Brothers, the time has come to see the real character, don't blame Lao Tzu for being a brother, don't blame Lao Tzu for turning his face and not recognizing people, Lao Tzu killed him!" Don't show our jokes to the Guangxi barbarians who took over the defense in the afternoon, listen to them all and get ready...... Beat! ”

"Da Da ......"

"Bang Bang ......"

Six Makqin, twelve Czech-style, medium-formal, Hanyang-made, barge guns, and more than 300 guns that the whole battalion could fight with were pouring out their anger at the little devils within 100 meters.

After a base, the little devil suffered nearly 100 casualties, although it was launched suddenly, but it also paid a painful price, almost a one-to-one battle loss ratio, the little devil has a tank, high quality of individual soldiers, if it is not ** suddenly, there is no such record at all.

The battalion commander saw that the little devil tank had rushed dozens of meters away, and he still had time to think about the fat man, killing the red-eyed him, he tore his throat and shouted: "Bald head, kill the turtle shell of the little devil for Lao Tzu!" ”

"Battalion commander, you'll see!" The bald company commander who led the team to pick up Ma Dongming and them back replied, greeted the three soldiers, opened a box of grenades, took a few from each person, tied them together with ropes, unscrewed all the lids, and rubbed the threads together.

"Follow Lao Tzu!" The bald company commander rushed out of the trench with a bundled grenade, and the three soldiers behind him rushed out of the trench with their respective grenades.

Then, before one soldier left the trench, he was fired into a hornet's nest by the machine gun on the little devil tank, and the three of them escaped not far away, and one of them was shot again and fell in a pool of blood.

On the "Da ......" position, light and heavy machine guns covered together, but unfortunately the three Makqin heavy machine gun fire points were not transferred in time, and the grenadiers of the little devils were aimed, and they suddenly became dumb.

The nearby fighters rushed up to pick up the Makqin and continued to shoot, and then rushed out of the trench, and the two fighters wrapped the bundled grenades from the hands of the fallen comrades, and rushed towards the little devil tank one after another.

It's a pity that this Great Wall of flesh and blood is the opponent of the little devil tank, the soldiers who are about to blow up the tank are swept by the machine gun before they can rush out a few steps, and the bald company commander finally rushes to the front of the tank, and sweeps out countless bloody holes for the machine gun in front of the tank.

The bald company commander fell in a pool of blood, staring at a pair of dead fish eyes, looking at the fat man hiding in the mound next to him.

Looking at this way of fighting with human life one after another, the fat man's heart was dripping blood, he gritted his teeth, his body rolled, and he wrapped a bundle of grenades from the bald company commander's hand, and after pulling the line, he got up and pounced on another little devil tank...... (To be continued.) )