Whenever he thought that the artillery brigade was getting worse and worse, and now there were only six 82 mortars at full strength, Jiang Yi felt troubled, and he was holding back his strength. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

He must let his artillery brigade, in a crucial battle, let everyone see, the artillery brigade is definitely the protagonist in the flying army.

"Jiang team, the strength of the two squadrons of the little devil pressed up and entered the best shelling range, do we bombard!" The observer always stared at the situation of the little devil's position with a high-powered rangefinder, and when he saw the little devil starting to advance, he immediately told Jiang Yi, who commanded.

"Leave three mortars, and the rest of the mortars, according to what I handed over in advance, bombard these advancing little devils fiercely, and the observer pays special attention to the little devil 92 infantry artillery, try to find it as soon as possible, and destroy it accurately!" Jiang Yi gritted his teeth and said fiercely.

After receiving the order, the mortars on the artillery positions were divided into two groups, three of which were in a firing state at any time, and the remaining mortars began to adjust their firing angles, aiming at the little devils who were close to the positions of the flying army.

......The gunners of the twelve mortars hurriedly slid the shells in their hands into the breeches of the mortars, and the shells fell on the bottom of the chambers to trigger a primer and throw shells one after another.

The little devils of the two squadrons that were launching the attack, only halfway to the distance, were continuously bombarded by twelve mortars on the position.

The "Boom ......" shells fell, triggering a lead explosion, bringing up billowing gunpowder smoke that instantly overwhelmed the little devils of the two squadrons.

And at this moment, there was a sound of "Xiu Xiu" shells flying in the sky, as if the shelling of the British army had not completely destroyed the heavy artillery of the little devils, and secondly, at this moment, the heavy artillery of the little devils began to counterattack from the attack of the British.

For a while, the shells on both sides came and went, and the "booming" sound of the shells flying through the sky and the "booming" explosions were mixed together, and the battle instantly entered a white heat.

Jiang Yiyi looked at this situation one by one, and ordered the artillery to stop bombarding the two little devil squadrons in the attacking position, let the artillery adjust their position, and together with the artillery regiment of the British First Division, they fought back against the little devil's heavy artillery wing.

The battle turned into an artillery battle, and the infantry became a supporting role.

The two little devil infantry squadrons that launched the attack, in the first blow of the artillery brigade, damaged one-third of the devil soldiers, and the rest of the devil soldiers continued to charge without fear of death.

When our own artillery was caught in a bitter battle with the enemy artillery and could not support our own battle, the little devil rushed up and was killed, obviously preparing to test the firepower and strength of the flying army.

The fat man was lying on the trench and saw this scene, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and said to the monkey next to him: "The little devil is testing us, we can't let the little devil down, go and tell Uncle Biao and Zhang Biaozi that the gunfire is an order, don't be polite, let's hit this time with full firepower!" ”

The monkey hurriedly took the order, turned around and quickly conveyed his order along the trench.

After a while, the little devil had advanced to a distance of two hundred meters, and the monkey also returned to him, so he put the handle of the Garand M1 on his shoulder, his cheeks were attached to the butt, and he aimed at the little devil lieutenant who was rushing in front of him at three points and one line, and calmly pulled the trigger.

"Bang-" The gunshot rang out, and the little devil lieutenant tilted his body and fell.

Gunshots are ordered!

"Da da da ......" Maxim, Czech, and Thomson instantly sent out a fierce net of fire.

"Bang bang bang bang......" Garand M1 is also not vegetarian.

"Bang Bang Bang Bang ......" grenadier salvo, the grenade was thrown into the air and smashed directly into the air, and the little devil was harvested by all kinds of guns of the flying army.

"Boom, boom......" grenades fell on their heads, explosions came and went, and gunsmoke erupted everywhere.

With only one round of blows, two-thirds of the little devils in the two squadrons were gone, and the remaining third hurriedly retreated.

"Stop shooting, the snipers of each squad shoot the escaped little devils with precision!" The fat man gave an order, the order was forbidden, and the gunfire on the position stopped instantly.

This little devil strength is not even qualified to warm up the flying army.

This level of firepower hit instantly made the Sakuma devil dumbfounded, he had never encountered such a perverted firepower killing intensity!

It's not that the Flying Army has a lot of submachine guns that shoot continuously, and light and heavy machine guns, but that the accuracy makes the Flying Army extremely lethal.

At a distance of two hundred meters, the average flying soldier holding the Garand M1 can easily hit the little devil who rushes over, and it is nine times out of ten.

In addition, the Garand M1 is a semi-automatic rifle, turn on the safety and pull the bolt to let the Garand M1 enter the firing state, and the eight rounds in the magazine can continue to fire.

It's a bit of a modern automatic rifle, the little devil holds the bolt-pull type 38 big cover, how to fight the flying army?

In addition, the soldiers of the Flying Army change the ammunition of the Garand M1 in a magazine type, and the 238 big cover is a one-shot reload, where can two Garand M1s suppress a crooked flying army.

"Bang, bang......" In addition to the snipers of the flying army, with the Springfield sniper rifle in their hands, there is a precise shot of each shot to kill the little devils who fled to their positions.

Yang Yun didn't even mean to shoot, these little devils were not enough for him to play, so let it be left to the snipers of each squad in the flying army!

At this moment, the artillery regiment of the 1st Division of the British Army has no intention of weakening the shelling of the little devils, and with the assistance of the artillery brigade led by Jiang Yi with mortars, the arrogance of the little devil artillery brigade has been suppressed, and the density of the counterattack is constantly weakening.

"Sakuma devil head, hehe, fat man, see how you attack?" The fat man spent all his time smoking a cigar, smiling on the trench and looking at the position of the little devil in front of him, hehe sneered.

Hey, finally there are little devils to practice more for Zhang Debiao's group of recruits, and he is ready to slowly tease the little devils, so that as soon as he fires just now, all the firepower will be on together.

Let the little devil see the firepower of the flying army, and let the little devil be dumbfounded, realizing that it is ineffective not to make one or two squadrons charge, and one or two squadrons of devil soldiers will sooner or later consume the firepower of the flying army.

As the fat man speculated, at this moment the devil head Sakuma frowned in the command headquarters, Sakuma knew that he had encountered the former enemy, and the artillery brigade had lost all his strength, what kind of impact did he have with artillery fire support and a strong firepower advantage of the "British army"?

At this moment, the head of the Sakuma devil still thought that his match had met the British, and he didn't even know about his opponent, which was the main reason why he was bound to fail...... (To be continued.) )