"Boom, boom!"

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"Boom, boom!"

The artillery on the body is no longer the goods of the Feng army, but a 105-mm gun produced in small batches according to the drawings obtained from Tianjin. The power is not known how many times stronger than the old equipment of the Feng army. The disadvantage is that the quantity is too small, and only four doors have been produced for evaluation in the past few months.

"The barrel overheats, pause the shot, repeat the pause to shoot!"

The instructions of the artillery group headquarters came from the wired telephone, and the deafening sound just now gradually disappeared.

The soldiers had cigarettes in their mouths, leaned over the barrels of their guns and took a few puffs, and the cigarettes were ignited. And the people in the cooking squad also hurried to send food to the bunker.

There was an immediate commotion.

"It's canned beef again, can you have some green vegetables, I can't live this day!"

"Don't make noise, don't make noise, let Lao Tzu sleep for a while, and carry the shells all day."

"It's still the 105 guns, those buddies are comfortable, and they usually make small cars. The cannon is still served by eight people, which is like our seven or seven cannons, and the number of cannons is five ding. ”

In their envy, they found that the 105 cannon had fired again, and a red line was drawn on the huge shell, which was the most incendiary bomb during this time.

"Boom!"

The firing pin slammed into the primer, and the cartridge immediately burned violently, pushing the warhead out of the long barrel with great force.

"Whew!"

The cannonball flew through the air, causing a heart-pounding howl, and in an instant it crashed into the ground. Within a radius of more than ten meters, a raging fire immediately ignited.

"Don't stop, rush up, quick!"

A devil officer yelled loudly.

He then took out a "red" M1911A2 and opened fire on the soldiers who were struggling in the fire.

After this half-day battle, the Japanese army also felt some veins, once the subordinates were burned, the best way was to give them a good time. Otherwise, it will be sent to the rear, and the hospital will have no choice but to watch the person slowly die of pain, or moan in the infection.

"The officer must be dealt with as soon as possible!"

This is an order from the division, and no one dares to disobey it. But as a result, the morale of the soldiers became low, and even the charge became less active.

"Rush forward, you are the warriors of the Empire, not the farmers in the fields."

The officers shouted loudly as they brandished their command knives.

Cao Chang and the military Cao were much more rugged, beating their subordinates with fists, wooden sticks, and gun butts, whatever caused the most pain.

Soon the cowering devil attacked again.

"Ready!"

The position of the 3rd Company of the 461st Battalion was already in dilapidation, and the devil's infantry artillery and grenadiers had launched a round of attacks just now. The shells that rained down gave the 3rd Company considerable damage.

"Company commander, all the heads in the company are here."

At the beginning, the devils focused on the 2nd Company in the center, but they were flanked by the Red Army on both flanks, and after suffering a heavy loss, they turned the spearhead to the 3rd Company. Although the 2nd Company on one side also gave great support, the devils attacked in turn, still causing heavy casualties, and now even the non-combatants of the cooking squad have been pulled to the front line.

"Check the equipment and ammunition, or follow the arrangement just now, and wait for the devil to get close before firing. The Heavy is so fucking clever, it's up to you to be able to hold on for a while longer! ”

The company commander said in a thick voice.

The instructor had died at the beginning of the war, and now all the big and small things were pressing on him, and he was a little irritable in his heart.

While he was arranging the work, a herald stumbled in and shouted with some excitement:

"Company commander, the battalion headquarters has some reinforcements."

The company commander laughed and slapped his thigh.

"Well, I'll just say that the battalion commander hasn't forgotten us! Walk and hurry to meet them. ”

It's just that his joy didn't last long.

"Why did you get here?"

One of the reinforced platoons was a civilian battalion and a guard squad, and they were all transferred to them, proving that the 461st battalion had reached the point of exhaustion.

Just when he saw a few people, he was furious and said:

"And a few of you who are carrying artillery, didn't the battalion commander say that he would get out of here after the shells, why did he come up too?"

The mortar squad leader laughed.

"You're all gone, it's no fun for us to stay, when the time comes, we will be poked in the back, and we won't be able to raise our heads for the rest of our lives."

The company commander shook his head.

"There are quite a few guns on the position, go pick a good one."

"Boom, boom!"

At this moment, several clouds of black smoke rose from the front, and the already dilapidated position was now even more dilapidated.

"The devil is coming up, take care!"

After the company commander finished speaking, he hurried back to the command post, and before he entered with his front foot, the phone rang.

"Company commander, I'm a platoon, and the devils are bombarding the position, give me a few reinforcements, ......."

The company commander didn't wait for the platoon commander to finish speaking, and shouted angrily:

"Don't give Lao Tzu a sloppy eye, you are in front of you for a class, and now there should be half of the people, and then hide and wait for Lao Tzu to come up and collapse you."

He didn't give the platoon leader a chance to explain, and preemptively put the phone down.

The position of the first row is in the middle, and it is the place where the devils charge and kill the most. After fighting fiercely for so long, where are the remaining warriors still half.

"Good brother, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

After the company commander muttered a few words to himself, he shouted loudly:

"Hurry up and repair the fortifications for Lao Tzu, and when the devils come up, they will beat me hard, and these beasts must be dragged to death."

"Boom, boom!"

Grenades fell, blowing up countless clouds of sand, gravel and dirt, and the soldiers hiding in the foxholes were praying not to be directly hit.

But there are always times when things backfire, and many people are already mixed with the dirt in an instant, and they can no longer be separated.

"His Majesty the Emperor onboard, onboard, onboard!"

Seeing the tragic situation of the Red Army, the devils cheered happily, as long as the artillery stopped firing, it was the moment for them to attack.

"Buzz, buzz!"

But at this moment, the roar of death was heard in the sky again, and the heavily loaded bombers slowly flew in from a distance.

The arrogance on the devil's face instantly turned into horror, and after he shouted, the team immediately went into chaos, and even the rank and file officers joined the ranks.

"Attack, we're going to attack!"

Although the mouth screamed loudly, the arrangement was not slow at all, just jumped into the craters, and some even hurriedly buried their bodies with sand and soil, and then buckled their steel helmets to their faces.

I don't know when, the infantry artillery has stopped firing, but none of the devil soldiers dare to charge, they are all looking at the sky with frightened eyes.

"Whew, whew!"

Seeing the plane slowly pass overhead, everyone's hearts stopped beating in fear.

"Buzz, buzz!"

Black dots appeared under the plane, and they quickly approached the ground, and in an instant, flames several feet high appeared in front of them again.

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A book written by a friend, "The Tenth Class of the Anti-Japanese War"

Because of the car accident and coincidence of traveling to the Anti-Japanese War era, Li Jian thought about it for a few days before believing that he had really crossed over, but he was in a company of the 386th Brigade of the 129th Division led by our party.

The number of words is also more than 900,000, and it can be slaughtered.