The brothers who were about to launch the charge pouted and lay on the ground, no one knew what the gunners behind them were doing, whether the shells would explode in front of them, after all, these were all self-volunteered gunners.

"Put"

Less than a hundred meters behind them, the big man Min gave the order with red eyes.

"Knock, knock, knock"

One grenade detached from the barrel and rushed to the intended target

The power of twenty mortars shelling at the same time is very good, although it is not as powerful as the devil's heavy artillery, but the lethality of a large number of grenade explosions is equally amazing.

"Boom, boom, boom"

With the sound of the explosion, a strong wave of air mixed with shrapnel and mud and sand rolled in all directions, tearing everything around it to shreds, and the devil soldiers lying in the trenches bore the brunt, and were immediately swept over, suffering heavy casualties.

"The people of China shelled, hidden"

The devil officer roared, and then crouched in the trench, no longer daring to move, in the face of the shelling, not only the Chinese soldiers knew how to dodge, but these devil veterans also knew that this thing was not something that their bushido could resist.

The rubble and soil sprayed everywhere were driven away by the shock wave and fell on Feng Yi's body, not only him, but all the brothers who were ready to charge were like this, but at this time, no one was afraid, even if the cannonball fell on their heads, they had to endure it, they had to have the courage to die, in order to make a passage, a passage to live.

"Big Min, don't let labor and management down"

Feng Yi muttered, raised his head and stared at the direction of the explosion, the dense fog was blown up by the shell, and gradually dispersed in the explosion area.

"Boom, boom, boom"

Another round of shells, falling on the devil's position.

"Yo Xi, it seems that the people of China do not know our position" The officer of the devil secretly rejoiced, the Chinese artillery fired two rounds of artillery, and only killed a few infantry in front of the convex front-line position, which was completely acceptable.

"Quick, adjust the angle"

The big man shouted loudly as he gestured to the brothers around him, who he feared would not hear him.

"Squeak"

"Squeak"

It is difficult for these artillerymen to remember how to adjust the angle of the mortar, they did not completely adjust only half a scale upward, but adjusted it according to the current situation of the mortar muzzle.

"Put"

The big man Min gave the order again, and the grenade ran again in the direction of the Xianhe Gate in the dense fog ahead.

"Boom, boom, boom"

"Boom, boom, boom"

Rows of bombing points sounded on the devil's position, the devil's officers could no longer laugh, the devil's position near the Xianhe Gate gradually turned into ruins in the mortar bombardment, the devil's hastily built improvised position could not stop the dense explosion of grenade bombardment, the devil fell to the ground in pieces and wailed.

But in fact, the copycat version of the carpet bombing that the big man Min relied on mortars did not achieve the effect at all, because the power of the 60 mortar was still a little small, and at the same time of bombing, it left a lot of blank space.

"Yaga is in the direction of Xianhemen, speed up, and the people of China have begun to attack"

Two kilometers away from Xianhemen, the guard squadron of the 33rd Wing of the Japanese Army running back to Xianhemen was sweating profusely, and the officers listened to the dense artillery fire, praying that the troops left behind in Xianhemen would hold out until they arrived.

"It's time"

Feng Yi felt the explosion point go away, raised his head and looked ahead, the fog in front of him was evaporated a lot by the scorching air wave, and his line of sight could already be seen fifty meters out.

"Rush"

Feng Ye shouted loudly, bent over and stood up, waving his arms, and at this time, the mortar was still roaring.

"Boom, boom, boom"

Mortar shells kept falling near the earthen ramparts of Xianhemen, and the machine gunners of the devils wanted to open fire, but they didn't even dare to raise their heads now, praying that the shells would not fall on their side.

"Rush"

"Rush"

The brothers around Feng kept getting up, roaring, bending down and running

"Platoon commander, the last six shots"

"Put"

"The Last Shot"

In the reminder of the brothers, the big man Min realized that the original three bases of ammunition, 180 shells per mortar, had been used up by them in one night.

"Put"

The big man Min was very reluctant and wanted to keep some shells, but thinking of Feng Yi's order, he still reluctantly ordered to continue the shelling.

"It's all there, blow up the mortar with a grenade, you can't leave it to the devils, and then follow the labor-management charge"

Min Fei gave the order almost with his eyes closed, for artillerymen, artillery is their lifeblood, and Min Fei actually wanted to take these mortars out.

"Platoon commander, this is a steel cannon, don't blow it up, I'll carry it"

"Yes, platoon commander, let's carry it"

Sure enough, the brothers were not far from carrying out Min Fei's order to bomb the cannon.

"We don't know how long it will take to get back to the rear, to the big army, this thing that can't be eaten or drunk, with it will kill us sooner or later; Blow up to labor"

Min Fei shouted with red eyes.

"Ranking, please, save some"

A brother shook Min Fei's shoulder and prayed.

"If you want to leave the cannon to the devils, then you keep the ones you don't want to give to the devils, and you will blow up the labor and management."

Min Fei roared.

"Platoon Commander Min, don't be sluggish, have you forgotten Captain Feng's order?"

Wang Ying's cold voice came from the side, she still remembered Feng Yi's order, urging all the brothers to charge together, including the artillery.

"Second Lieutenant Wang, the brothers are reluctant to take these cannons and want to take them away." Min Fei opened his mouth and explained helplessly.

"Execute the order, blow it all up, otherwise it will be punished as a capital enemy"

Wang Ying's cold words were like a basin of cold water, pouring directly into their hearts from the ears of the brothers, and everyone's hearts instantly pulled out the cold.

"Hey, let's fry it"

The brethren sighed and stroked the still-hot barrel of the cannon, as if a little reluctant.

All the mortars were concentrated, grenades with unscrewed back covers were stuffed into the barrels, and long fuses were picked up with ropes and tied together.

"Boom Boom"

Min Fei pulled the rope with his own hands, and the mortars kept exploding, and in the explosion of the grenades, the barrels of the small steel cannons were constantly lifted, and then torn apart, turning into a pile of rags.

"Take the wounded, let's go"

The big man Min picked up Hanyang and ordered loudly, although the mortar platoon only has 20 mortars, but their soldiers have 80 people, and it is not easy to bring more than 50 lightly wounded, the advantage is that these lightly wounded are not completely incapacitated, and with their support, they can continue to persevere.

"Kill and give"

The pesky shelling was finally over, and the devil commander raised his head from behind the rampart, ignoring the smoke and sand all over his body, and shouted for the machine guns on the rampart to start firing.