Starting this month, there will be more than 10,000 words a day, asking for collections, subscriptions, rewards, and monthly passes! Hehe! Let's also have a four-pray!

It's been almost an hour since the air force finished bombing, and the devils under the mountain have finally set off! In the final analysis, Shimizu Daisa is also an arrogant devil officer, and for the Imperial Japanese Army, which has absolute superiority in both land, sea and air, the sense of superiority that contempts the Chinese will emerge from time to time.

People with a sense of superiority tend to be overconfident, and Shimizu Osa judged that with so many bombs dropped on the air force in one projectile land, how could there be living creatures in this place that was blown into ruins? Not to mention a human being, not even a fly can survive.

So he settled the artillery positions step by step, and after the troops rested, ate dry food and drank water, the captain gave the order to start climbing the mountain.

When he heard the gunshot, Shimizu Dazuo almost spit out the biscuit in his mouth, choked on the biscuit residue, and coughed violently, which was not bad, at least to hide his horror.

In the cottage that has been lifeless since the bombing, there are still eight roads that survived? Shimizu really didn't believe his ears! Drop the biscuits and the kettle, raise the binoculars and take a look, good! The mesa is really sparse with muzzle fireworks!

The captain who commanded the attack halfway up the mountain reported to Qing Shui that he was blocked by the Eighth Road and was organizing troops to seize the platform, Qing Shui put down the binoculars and said coldly: "Waste!" ", told the artillery captain to block the fire on the edge of the mesa and fire three rapid shots per gun.

After a flash of fire, the edge of the mesa fell completely silent, and the soldiers on the hillside looked like ants. They got up and climbed hard. No more bullets came down this time.

Qing Shui smiled. The heart said that a few remaining eight roads were also wiped out by artillery fire, tell the operator, notify the captain, and speed up the attack!

When the first batch of soldiers landed on the platform, Shimizu Daisa instructed the heralds and the newspaper team around him to pack up their things and prepare to go up the mountain.

All the ten groups on the first line have landed on the platform, and the troops on the second line are still carrying Type 92 infantry guns halfway up the mountain. Qing Shui took his headquarters to the foot of the mountain, and a dense burst of gunfire came down from behind the mesa!

Shimizu Dazuo subconsciously raised his head, and the unique gunfire of the crooked handle also sounded on the north peak, and the soldiers who had not yet landed on the platform near the side of the north peak fell down or maneuvered horizontally to avoid the bullets that came down.

Standing on the hillside and holding up the binoculars for a while, Qing Shui asked the herald to inform the commander of the artillery team, push the remaining mountain artillery in the direction of the hillside a little more, and try to bombard the lower north peak with a large elevation angle, and then he hurried on the hillside to the troops in front.

The devil's first-line troops, when they were approaching the edge of the terrace. There was some resistance, but there was neither grenade explosion nor machine-gun fire. A few rifles fired bullets in solitary form, and they wounded a few soldiers, but they didn't make much of a difference.

As soon as the artillery fire under the mountain was supported, the broken guns were completely dumb, and the devils came to their senses, and they were suppressed under the mountain all night, and they could be regarded as able to attack and breathe, and the ten teams in one breath almost simultaneously landed on the platform.

On the black and swarthy platform that was bombed, the crater from the newly blown up shell is still steaming, and the squadron leader who led the team is a little strange, where are the few Tubalu who were still resisting just now? Even if it was killed by a shell, there should be a corpse or something, why is there nothing?

I didn't care about thinking so much, there was still a distance of two or three hundred meters from the terrace to the cottage gate, and I had to cross a large open space, quickly spread out ten groups, and lined up along the open space from north to south, and the squadron leader gave the order to each group to pass through the open space as fast as possible, take down the walled wall and gate, and clear the obstacles for the follow-up troops and artillery.

The walled wall looks incomplete, several places have collapsed into a big "V" shape, the original look at the special style of the gate, the enemy buildings on both sides are left with less than half of the low wall, the door of the wall is not closed, there is no one in the black hole hole doorway.

After observing for a long time, the squadron leader made sure that he did not find any movement, and with a wave of his hand, the soldiers around him blew the whistle, and the soldiers who were prostrate on the ground jumped up and skillfully ran towards the open space with standard maneuvers.

The squadron leader stayed on the platform with a heavy machine gun and three light machine guns to provide fire support, and each combat group was equipped with a light machine gun, but the troops behind provided support fire during the march, which did not affect the speed of the attack.

Seeing that the attacking soldiers were already about to cross the clearing, suddenly, more than a dozen soldiers disappeared at once! There were also heart-rending screams! Not good, there is an ambush! The soldiers who were running stopped one after another, looking left and right, looking for their disappeared companions.

It's all a trap! This clearing looks amiable, flat and neat, and there is a mechanism! This trap can't be used on the end of the open space near the terrace, it is too far forward, and the devils who rushed up were already cautious, and they didn't dare to step too big and too heavy, and people with traps could also detect it.

This was put on the side of the wall in the clearing, and the strand that rushed through the clearing couldn't be contained, and it was pierced down, and it was pierced by the sharp wooden stakes underneath!

When the devils who were lucky enough not to fall next to them found out that there was a mechanism, the gunshots rang out throughout the valley on the wall of the wall, which was still lifeless just now!

Suddenly, these devils, who were dozens of meters away from the wall, were caught off guard, and whether they were alive or shot, they all fell to the ground, looking for cover.

On that cover, this open space was deliberately cleaned up and leveled, so that the attackers could not find any cover. Stay where you are, and that's a live target! Fortunately, the machine-gun fire in the back was extended, and as soon as several machine guns and grenadiers fired, they finally suppressed some of the blocking fire on the wall.

Taking advantage of the weakening of the firepower of the Eighth Road, the devils lying on the ground jumped up desperately and ran towards the wall and the gate, only by running under the feet of the enemy, it was relatively safe!

It is impossible for the devils on the walled wall to approach so smoothly, using side-firing fire and grenades to stop the running devils, and the devils on the other side of the platform support the fire, and also moved forward for dozens of meters, reorganizing the suppression of the walled wall in the open space.

Several groups of devils attacked under the wall, only to find that the surface of the wall was smooth, and they couldn't even touch a place to put their hands and feet, and the five or six meters high gable, which went straight up and down, how could you climb up, you can't be stunned, and the grenades on it were thrown down! There was also a muzzle sticking out of the buttress on the side of the noisy, and two shots were fired.

I couldn't stay under the wall, so I had no choice but to retreat more than ten meters, put the bodies of my own people who were killed together, hide behind and shoot at the wall, some soldiers are not dead yet, and when they are dragged over to sit in the bunker, they still hum!

The squadron leader who commanded the machine gunners to block the walled wall found that the firepower of the Eighth Route was concentrated on the left and right sides of the Walled Gate, and there was nothing to block the door opening, nor did he close the gate, so he ordered all the firepower to block both sides of the Walled Gate, concentrate three teams, break through to the Walled Gate, enter it, and copy the Eighth Road defending the Walled Wall from behind.

The barrels of the heavy machine guns were all red, and white smoke was emitting from the sweat! The grenadiers threw projectiles at the wall one after another, and the rest of the teams made a feint attack on the wall, trying to attract the fire of the eight roads to cover the soldiers who were attacking the wall.

Seeing that the suppressed organization of the Eighth Route could not afford a continuous counterattack, the squadron leader gave the order to charge! With a waving of his sword, he gave a loud order to charge, and he himself knelt down on one leg by the machine gun and did not take the lead in rushing over.

The soldiers of the three groups covered each other, advancing alternately, a distance of one hundred and ten meters, and quickly rushed over, and sure enough, the eight roads on the walled wall were suppressed, and they were basically unable to stop the devils who rushed over, and the door hole of the walled gate was in front of them!

The captain of the team was quite sober, and he ordered a group on the left and right to guard the wall, and suppressed it as soon as he found that there was a counterattack, and a group rushed in first! He himself was fierce enough to rush in with his sword in his hand!

A few seconds later, the two groups of people who stayed outside heard the shouts coming from the doorway, the sound of fighting, the sound of gunfire, and the sound of metal clashing, and they didn't dare to hesitate, and they stood up and rushed into the doorway with their bayonets.

As soon as the squadron leader commanded in the clearing saw that his plan had worked, he immediately ordered the other groups to move along the walled wall to the gate, and a little breakthrough could break through the entire defense line of the Eighth Road, at least he thought so!

But what you see in your eyes is not necessarily the truth, and the unfulfilled dreams in front of you are thrown everywhere! (To be continued......)