The misfortune of the commander-in-chief did not deal much damage to the Soviet army. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The stormtroopers, forced back by the machine-gun bunkers, had to hide in the ruins outside the red wall after paying a heavy price.

And the field artillery tied behind roared again.

The new commander-in-chief, Lieutenant General Dzhakolev, also rode on a small four-wheeler and went around the position from the northwest.

This is a general who is good at fighting tough battles.

Especially in the Great Patriotic War, it was famous for breaking through Lininggrad, which was garrisoned by tens of thousands of white bandits, with more than 1,000 people.

The heavy snow, which had been dancing for hours, did not turn the ground white.

Under the trampling of many soldiers, it turned into a thick layer of black ice slag.

The cold weather, as well as the mist evaporated by the artillery fire, caused the doors and windows of the small four-wheeler to freeze.

"Bang dang..."

Djakolev, who had not opened the car door twice, raised his foot and kicked down, and then walked down wrapped in a tweed coat.

There weren't many people who came to greet them, except for two staff officers-like adjutants, surrounded by soldiers who were carrying arms and ammunition to the front.

"Comrades・・・・・"

"Boom, boom, boom, boom・・・・・・"

As soon as Dzhakolev said three words, he was interrupted by three loud noises that shook the sky.

Then he saw the car door that had just been kicked by himself, and flew sideways in front of him.

And the soldiers in the distance saw an unforgettable scene!

His new commander was slapped directly in the face by the car door less than three millimeters thick!

At the same time as all kinds of things flew in the sky, a violent and abnormal flame rose into the sky.

The two staff officers who came to greet them, like trapeze artists, were carried by the invisible air currents towards the wall of the temporary headquarters in the rear.

The small four-wheeler, parked outside the headquarters, rolled over the body of its metal frame after being impacted, and dragged away Dzhakolev, who did not know whether he was alive or dead, leaving only a series of blood stains in place.

Three deafening explosions disrupted the deployment of Soviet troops.

The Soviet troops, located at the center of the explosion, have long since disappeared.

The corpse of Crash Fei hung almost all over the ruin walls on both sides.

The entire battlefield was almost filled with howling, scolding, shouting, and shouting for help・・・・・

Standing on the fortress of war, the mountain artillery decided not to stay with a bunch of fools again!

Just now, when the French cannon was fired, a group of people were all lying on the ground with their helmets covered.

The second child disliked that the helmet was too much of a way to protect his ears with his hands, so he took it off.

The stupid big guy in the back, Jiang Chen, Boris, and the snitch, all of them have the same example.

All I think about is this: when I touch it with my hands, my heart is steady!

"Damn, don't you know that all helmets are explosion-proof and shock-proof?" Looking at the second child whose mouth, nose and ears were all shocked and bleeding, the mountain cannon slapped him over.

It's the same protective tool as a motorcycle helmet, but it's developed to imitate the equipment of the riot suppression!

Even a tank driver's helmet is no different from these things!

The filter, which is mounted on the air vent of the helmet, is like a fuse on a high-voltage wire.

Sounds that exceed a certain decibel are automatically blocked.

Sounds below a certain decibel level are not affected.

And a group of fools, like taking off their pants and farting on a cold day, not only did they do more, but they were also frostbitten specially.

The depressed group of people all looked at the second child with resentment.

But the second child was not red and breathless, and while cleaning up the blood stains with white wine, he said, "What are you looking at? I'm not protecting my ears! I just want to experience the situation that our grandfather encountered last time! ”

"Actually, so am I!" As soon as the stupid big man finished speaking, he climbed up to the battle fortress with a machine gun in his arms, showing a face full of disgust for the remaining people.

"・・・・・・" faced someone's cheekiness, and everyone was speechless.

The power of the French cannon is enormous!

Three high-explosive shells blasted out, illuminating almost the entire position outside the red wall!

But after the launch, the mountain artillery immediately discovered a shortcoming that could not be ignored.

Hit close-range targets, unless you use it flat, otherwise, you can't use it at all!

Either hit something within two kilometers, or hit something fifty kilometers away!

The distance in between is a blank space!

As for the reason.

It's not that Sun Da's skills are bad, but there are only two adjustable angles for this thing!

Flat shot, or a 45-degree angle!

As for the rest, it is completely impossible to adjust!

Two kilometers at close range, what is the concept?

One shot a minute, it is estimated that the second shot has not been prepared, and this thing has already been destroyed under enemy fire!

It's not as effective as Sun Da's mortar squad!

The bombed Soviet troops began to fight back.

However, it seems that some people dare to cover the location of the church square with artillery fire.

And around the church where the four mountain guns want to recover, not to mention the cannonballs, not even stray bullets!

Maozi is willing to blow up, and the mountain artillery is naturally willing to suffer.

As long as you don't hit yourself, Mao Zi can blow up as long as he wants!

It's best to bomb until tomorrow afternoon!

Even, the mountain artillery has an urge to provide shells for Maozi!

Time just moved to two o'clock in the morning in the rumbling artillery fire.

Under the three-hour bombardment, hundreds of machine-gun bunkers were destroyed one after another.

Looking at the wreckage of the Gatling gun everywhere and the fragments of the broken iron bunker, the mountain artillery hesitated for a moment and didn't pay much attention to it.

After all, the disassembled Gatling machine gun can't even be played by itself, let alone the Maozi that will be developed?!

Besides, the Gatling gun is not a secret weapon in the world, it's just that the system is loaded with an electronic control system!

"Galala..."

More than a dozen war fortresses moved slowly.

The machine gun bunker group is broken, and all that remains is a tough battle!

"Master, Maozi is surrounded!"

"Four two-belt two kings! I won! Wake up and get ready for battle! ”

Fighting the landlord's mountain artillery with the second stupid big man, after skimming the cards in his hand, he got under the car of the war fortress with an assault rifle.

Through the gap between the meat grinder and the explosion-proof barrel, countless black shadows were faintly seen, crawling forward.

"It's strange, I just received an income of 500 million, didn't it kill the other party's commander?" The mountain cannon shook his head in contemplation, and pulled the trigger at the dark shadow in the distance.

"Bang ・・・・・"

The dull and loud sound of gunfire was like a signal flare to launch a charge.

As one of the shadows fell to the ground, more shadows rushed forward.

"Sudden ・・・・・"

The stupid big man who had been lying on the back of the war fortress for a long time immediately swept wildly.

"Ula Ula..."

"For Starling!!"

"Watch out for grenades!!"

"Boom..."

The Mao Zi who followed one after another was much more ferocious than before.

The mountain artillery, which was originally going to be fired closer, immediately vetoed his idea.

If ammunition is scarce, that is an excellent tactic.

But you're not short of ammo right now!

Sun Da's twenty mortar crews, the hands of grenades never stopped.

But there are more and more hairs rushing up.

Gradually, it converged into a sea of khaki! (To be continued.) )