"Gather all the mortars, and I don't care how many shells you have, shoot them all out for me!"

The two armies fought against each other with courage and strength. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The "power" in Qin Lang's hand is firepower, and he is a faithful believer in "firepower first". For example, in the crisis situation in front of you, it is right to have a firepower cover first. If it doesn't work out yet, cover it again. I don't believe that after three times, those devil soldiers will still be able to move.

It's a pity that this is just a dream, at the moment there are only three 150-mm mortars left in the first brigade, and the rest are such calibers as 82, 80, 60, otherwise they will definitely impress the devils.

"Artillery fire extends to fire."

Xinmin traffic arteries, naturally there is no shortage of shells. If it weren't for the fact that the munitions depots had not yet been counted, the heavy mortars would have been sent to the positions. At that time, the Suzuki United will not be as simple as a heavy blow, and the entire army will be wiped out.

After all, Qin Lang is not the kind of person who picks the door like Yan Laoxi, and the most important thing in his eyes is always people. Otherwise, it would not have been possible to produce and remake the 28 semi-automatic rifle in an all-out effort within a year. You must know that this move, even Luo Rong said in private that it was incomprehensible.

"You'll all understand!"

Glancing at the blood-red moon, Qin Lang said aloud again:

"Let's get started!"

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Dense smoke immediately rose from the muzzle of the mortar, but before it could clear, the second shell had already entered the chamber. Every third shot the gunner adjusts the high and low machines, and then another salvo.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

One shell after another landed on the ground, bursting into dazzling fire, and before it could calm down, another round of shells had already landed on the ground. It's just that the landing point is slowly extending forward, and at this moment, it seems that a slowly moving wall of fire has appeared.

Looking at everything in front of him, Yu Chenggang was stunned.

The word "barrage Xu Jin", the commander often said. The devils have also used it on the streets of Mukden City, but it is only a few cannons, so the power is average. However, Yu Chenggang was a little unimpressed, thinking that digging an anti-artillery hole would solve the problem.

But now it seems that it is still too simple. After all, it's just mortars at hand, what will be the consequences if you replace it with those heavy artillery?

"If one day, I have the equipment on the chart, none of these little devils will survive!"

At this moment, there was a frenzy in his eyes.

At this time, Saburo Suzuki was scolding.

"Yaga, Ishihara red deer!"

It was not easy to assemble the troops, and when they were being mobilized, the shells pressed over. At first, he didn't think about it, but it wasn't until shrapnel flew sideways on the position that Saburo Suzuki realized that something was wrong.

This battle was too hasty, and before the position was completed, it was decided to fight with the Red Army. I thought I could win easily, but I was beaten to the top of the bag.

"Is this really the Huaxia Army?"

Saburo Suzuki was a little skeptical of his own perception.

But now is not the time to "think deeply", and finding a place to save your life is the first priority.

"Boom!"

The blast of air pushed up countless gravel trees, and now they all turned into shrapnel, easily piercing through one body after another.

"Ahh

"Oh!"

By this time, their position had become purgatory, full of smoke and flames, and their ears were filled with the howls of the wounded. The living soldiers were trembling, but because of the ideas they usually instilled, they did not dare to turn around and run away. They all cowered in the cracks, and their mouths were full of hysterical screams.

"Whew!"

The shells still fell with a whistling sound, and many people were torn apart on the spot. And the living people couldn't help but shudder when they saw it, and begged for it to end sooner.

"Buzz!"

Finally, the shells stopped falling, and the Japanese soldiers crawled out from various places. At the moment, their ears were full of chirping, and they could even walk to balance, but they survived. Many people even knelt on the ground and wept and thanked Amaterasu for his favor.

"Idiot, hurry up and dig a position, quick!"

The officers shouted loudly.

There are already shallow craters in the ground, which can be accommodated by a slight deepening. However, the opposite side is using a curved artillery, and this kind of foxhole is not effective, so it depends on fate.

Saburo Suzuki crawled out of a sand pit with a grim face, and when he saw the tragic situation around him, he knew that this time it was over. Taking advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention, he gritted his teeth and pulled the pistol from his waist, and pulled the trigger on the door of his head.

"It's better to be dead, it's hard to say that if you die, you can still posthumously seal a big Zuo."

"Bang!"

This time the Southern Pistol didn't disappoint, with an extra hole in his temple.

"Whew!"

The breath in his stomach was exhaled in an instant, as if he was cheering for the lifting of his burden.

"Your Excellency, the jade is broken!"

By the time the people around him found out about Saburo Suzuki, he had already died hard, and several officers around him immediately let out a cry of grief.

"Prepare to start shelling!"

But Qin Lang didn't intend to leave them time to grieve, and ordered coldly.

Of course, blind shelling did not have much effect, and if you want to find the enemy in the darkness of the night, you have to observe carefully. And at the moment there was fire everywhere on the opposite side, and the artillery observer could easily spot the target.

Sure enough, the shadows of those devils appeared on the artillery mirror, and they shook like zombies. It was only that he was quickly awakened by the slap of the officers, and then frantically dug holes, trying to build fortifications in the shortest possible time.

"The artillery crews are ready to shoot!"

Even for such a little time, the gun crew was used to clean the gun chamber. The quality of the shells at the Mukden Mortar Factory is good, but there is a lot of gunpowder residue, and it is possible if you do not quickly clean up the chamber. When it comes to life, no one dares to be sloppy, not to mention that there are still shells piled up around them, and if there is a real accident, it will be broken bones.

Hearing the order, the gunner hurriedly took out the cleaning tools and adjusted the high and low machines according to the password.

"The artillery batteries are ready!"

"Ready, put!"

The artillery position, which had just fallen silent, was once again filled with thick smoke.

"Bang, bang!"

The shells covered the entire position again, and this time it was no longer a barrage of barrages, but a bombardment of the devil's position. The violent explosion seemed to melt the earth, and now it was emitting a shocking red light.

"Boom!"

The devil soldier who had just come out to carry out the activity hurriedly fled back to the gap where he was hiding, and if there was already someone inside, he would pull him out with all his might, regardless of the identity of the other party. There are even people who use guns or bayonets to fight for their own chances of survival.

"Boom!"

The shells burst open as soon as they touched the solid ground, and the density was as dense as short-circuited wires, emitting extremely high frequency flashes.

But just then, a red flare rose into the air.

"Let's go!"

(To be continued.) )