"Boom, boom, ......boom," a series of dull shelling sounds reached Wang Ping's ears, and the four mountain cannons roared at the same time.

In an instant, four flames rose into the air on the outer wall of the turret a few hundred meters away, and then a violent explosion came.

"It's over, the devil in the turret is finished!" The invalids standing next to him shouted excitedly.

As soon as he finished speaking, the turret that stood more than ten meters high in the middle of the stronghold began to collapse. In the blink of an eye, the entire turret was reduced to a pile of rubble in the explosion.

Dozens of devils, a dozen light and heavy machine guns, and the captain of the devil garrison were buried in the rubble together.

The sudden artillery bombardment blew up the turret in the middle of the devil's stronghold, and also frightened the other Japanese puppet troops in the stronghold who were frantically rushing to the position.

"Eight Grid Tooth Road, the chief is in the turret, go and rescue the chief!" A loyal squad leader shouted.

"Our light and heavy machine guns are all in the turret. Without light and heavy machine guns to provide fire cover, we simply could not stop the Tu 8 attack. Let's go over and see if we can salvage a few light and heavy machine guns! ”

Dozens of Japanese puppet soldiers rushed like crazy to the artillery tower that had been blown into ruins.

"Woo woo woo ......"

At this moment, the screech of cannonballs across the sky was heard again.

"Baga, it's mountain artillery shelling, everyone quickly hide and leave the turret!" A quick-reacting devil scout shouted.

As soon as he finished saying "Boom ......" words, a violent explosion sounded around him.

At the time of rushing to the front, more than a dozen Japanese puppet troops were drowned in the explosion on the spot.

The Japanese puppet army, which was not affected by the explosion, did not rush forward at this time, turned around and ran back.

At this time, the fool also knew that the artillery tower was targeted by the artillery unit of the Eighth Route Army. No matter how powerful he is, he is vulnerable in the face of powerful cannonballs.

"Everyone enter the position and block the attacking troops of the Eighth Route Army!" With no hope of rescuing weapons from the ruins of the turret, the devils could only pin their hopes on the ring fortifications around the stronghold.

Of course, there are also devil officers who pin their hopes on reinforcements: "Squadron Leader Yu Shaqian has already contacted the command headquarters, and the reinforcements of the headquarters must be on the way, as long as we resist the Tu Eighth Route attack for three hours, the reinforcements will be able to kill and defeat the Eighth Route Army attacking troops!" ”

In any case, the trenches can provide a place for oneself to temporarily save one's life.

Nearly 500 puppet troops, in just two minutes, all rushed into the trenches of the stronghold.

At this time, a squad leader stepped forward to take over the command.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the Eighth Route Army has strong firepower, and it is also equipped with mountain artillery. Now that the turret is gone, we will definitely not win by fighting with them! I decided to fight close combat with the Eighth Route Army, use the bayonet that the Imperial Army is best at, slowly trench them, delay time, and hold out until reinforcements come! ”

The squad leader is very smart, although this battle has only been fought for a few minutes, but he has clearly seen the advantages of the enemy and us, and he knows that he can use his own advantages to fight against the disadvantages of the Eighth Route Army!

After the remaining two squad leaders had no objections, the squad leader who spoke just now directly began to give an order: "Let the Imperial Allied Army take the company as a unit, block the front, and fire in the trenches." The Imperial Army was in small teams, lurking behind, and when the Eighth Route Army came over, they suddenly launched a counterattack and killed them with bayonets! ”

"All the grenadiers are concentrated and used to provide fire cover for the Imperial Allied Army, and attack the attacking troops of the Eighth Route Army from a long distance!"

As soon as the devils finished arranging, the attack of the fourth battalion began, and a company of three infantry platoons, three or three combinations, formed a huge three-three offensive phalanx, and rushed towards the stronghold of the Japanese puppet army.

"Shoot, let the Imperial Allied Army shoot all of them, otherwise they will die!" The leader of the devil squad lying behind the trench ordered with a murderous look on his face.

When the order reached the trenches, the faces of a hundred or so puppet soldiers turned pale with a single brush.

In the night, the bullets fired from light and heavy machine guns are like shooting stars, and everyone can see them clearly.

Although they didn't look outside the trenches, they could still see the bullets flying overhead.

There were too many bullets fluttering, and they were very dense, intertwined with each other, forming an airtight net of bullets directly above the head.

At this time, let them show their heads from the trenches, doesn't that send them to death?

Therefore, no matter how the devils behind him and the puppet army around him gave orders, no one stood up.

There was really no way, I was forced by the devil to be in a hurry, so I directly stretched the rifle out of the trench, and without looking up, I shot at the outside and let go of the gun.

As a result, there was such a scene on the battlefield, crackling gunfire continued to sound in the trenches, but the attacking four battalions and ten companies did not suffer any casualties, holding rifles, and continued to rush forward.

"Eight Geya Road, these cunning people are really unreliable!" The leader of the devil squad gritted his teeth and scolded, his tone full of anger.

However, no matter what, the puppet army in the trenches still attracted the attention of the fourth battalion with the sound of gunfire.

Light machine guns, heavy machine guns, which provided fire cover, all fired into the trenches.

Grenadier and mortar, stare at the grenadier and mortar exposed by the devil and fire at each other, covering the attacking troops.

As the trenches got closer and closer, the heavy machine guns stopped firing in order to avoid accidental injuries.

The fierce offensive firepower was reduced by nearly half at once, and only seven or eight light machine guns were left to attack with the team, which continued to fire bullets at the trenches.

At this time, an embarrassing and helpless scene appeared for the puppet army.

There are devils staring at the back, the Eighth Route Army attacking in front, and there are bullets flying above their heads, and they are caught in the middle, no matter which side they deviate to, the other side will bring a devastating blow to themselves.

Many puppet soldiers had desperate expressions on their faces.

"If you want to live, lie down in the trench and don't move, and then the Eighth Route Army will definitely throw grenades, and it will depend on everyone's lives when the time comes!"

"If you are lucky, survive, and when the Eighth Route Army comes to kill, we will surrender. Those who have a bad life consider themselves unlucky, who let us wear this skin! ”

"The Eighth Route Army has started throwing grenades, all lie down!" One of the officers of the Imperial Concord Army shouted loudly, and then the first one lay in the trench, motionless.

"Boom!" As soon as he finished speaking, the grenades fell one after another.

Unlucky puppet soldiers were constantly killed, but, throughout, there was no gunfire in the trenches to fight back, or grenades thrown outside the trenches.

The commander of the 10th Company, who led the team, and the deputy commander of the 4th Battalion, came in and slowly realized that something was wrong.

"Stop, don't even throw grenades, there's a problem in the trenches!"

"The troops continue to rush forward and directly occupy the trench fortifications outside the devil's stronghold!"

Forty meters...... Thirty meters......

When the trench had already appeared in front of everyone, a row of devil heads suddenly appeared behind a sandbag bunker not far behind the trench.

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