There is no plot where bullets chase people and can't hit them.

Ding San rushed out, and fell to the ground with his body closed.

Two twin 25mm cannons sent debris flying from the bank building.

Countless broken cement blocks smashed on the ground, and two pieces also fell on Ding San's head, smashing the steel helmet clanging.

Inside the building, grenadiers began to shoot outwards, which were the most powerful weapons in the building.

Unfortunately, the firing range is still not enough compared to the double 25 cannon.

The explosion raised columns of smoke, and there were still about 100 meters away from the double 25 anti-aircraft guns.

Ding San had a feeling of despair, the distance that the grenadier couldn't reach, and he was lucky to go this time.

Soon, something even more powerful appeared.

The Prussians, in the middle of the rubble, rolled out a direct-aim cannon.

Look at the caliber should be the kind of eighty-eight millimeters!

"Boom!" As soon as the cannon went down, a large hole was blown open in the wall on the third floor of the roof.

Ding San looked at a person and fell from the roof of the building with a whirlwind.

At this time, the bank was full of broken bricks and stones. If a person falls in there, ten out of ten will not survive.

Roll over and get on the ground. Aiming at a Prussian soldier more than three hundred meters away, this guy had a telescope in his hand, as if he were an officer.

", I'll break your fast." Ding San hid beside a pile of rubble and cautiously poked out the barrel of the gun.

The guy was very careful, and every time he poked his head out from behind the big rock, he only poked it a little.

And the time is still very short, twice just about to pull the trigger, this guy is like Wang Ba, Zi Yu retracted his head again.

"Boom!" Another shot, the machine-gun position on the second floor, was completely blown up.

The machine gunner, who had been blown to the ground, hung on the steel bar, and the blood flowed down like a waterfall.

Blue-gray intestines, falling down the old man.

His face was covered in blood and dust, and his body was twitching, obviously not dead.

The machine guns were dumb, and countless Prussian soldiers were shouting frantically.

The officer, who seemed to feel safe, leaned out for the most part, and with a wave of his hand, dozens of Prussian soldiers began to charge.

"Bang!" Ding San's bullet hit this guy in the neck.

Count this guy unlucky, Ding San originally aimed at his chest. Unexpectedly, the crooked blow hit the neck.

He was hit in the neck with a sniper rifle, and even their Jehovah could not save him.

Unable to fight with the double 25 cannon, Ding San pulled the bolt. Aimed at a Prussian soldier who was rushing in front and shot him in the chest.

Roll over and change positions. "Bang" was another shot, hitting another Prussian soldier in the stomach.

The Prussian soldiers alternately covered the advance, one charged, and two shot in the back.

The marksmanship was still accurate, and several bullets hit the ruins around Ding San.

One even flew over with a steel helmet.

"Bang!" Another shot, another Prussian soldier.

The bolt was pulled, and the scorching crater came out with smoke.

The bullet was loaded, and he was about to go to the next target.

Inside the high-powered scope, two barrels suddenly appeared. The muzzle of the black hole is facing you!

"!"

Zhang Laojiu heard Ding San's shout, and also saw the double 25 machine gun beating the ruins where he was hiding into debris.

The thick smoke enveloped the place, and it was impossible to see what was inside.

"The third child!" As soon as Zhang Laojiu shouted, a cannonball flew over and directly pierced a pillar in front of him.

One of the soldiers hiding behind the pillar was broken into pieces by a cannonball. The flesh that fell on the ground was still shaking suddenly.

Zhang Laojiu couldn't hear anything, and only the sound of "buzz" and "buzz" was left in his ears.

The bones seemed to fall apart, and it was difficult to move and fingers.

He lay down on his stomach at the hole where the shell had been hit, and looked down with wide eyes.

No one knew if he was alive or dead, bullets flew past him from time to time, several almost grazing his body.

Zhang Laojiu, who had a breath left, blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, and he saw a large group of guys in gray Prussian military uniforms leaping wildly towards the bank building.

These guys were like rats, scurrying among the ruins, and the Ming soldiers fired their guns indiscriminately, but the effect was surprisingly poor.

These recruits, in the face of bullets and bullets, do not pee their pants is good, and they can't be too demanding.

See, the cannon kept firing.

For every shell fired, there would be one, or a few Ming soldiers, killed or wounded.

The damage caused by Double Two Five is not worth mentioning compared to it.

Zhang Laojiu kept trying to move, but he couldn't move. He wanted to blow up the cannon with the explosives bag now.

But he had no wings and couldn't fly.

After a while, it could be three minutes, it could be five, or more likely ten.

Zhang Laojiu let out a violent cough, and his body seemed to be energized, and he could move again.

Every inch of his body hurts, and he looks like a zombie when he gets up.

Slowly, the sound can be heard again.

Gunshots, cannons, and screams. The "thud" and "thump" sound of bullets falling on the outer wall, the "poof" and "poof" sound of hitting the human body.

All kinds of noises rang out indiscriminately.

Among the various sounds, a poignant sound similar to a ghost scream caught Zhang Laojiu's attention.

In the sky, two dark shadows appeared.

They were eagles with wings outstretched, with a ghostly roar, swooping down at the cannon.

A fifty-kilogram bomb landed straight on the cannon.

"Boom!" One explosion was followed by more than a dozen huge explosions.

The smoke and dust raised by the explosion were twenty or thirty meters high.

The fate of the other two double-two-five cannons was the same as that of the cannon.

After Stuka dropped the bomb, he quickly pulled it up.

The "crackling" shooting into the sky below, but it couldn't help Stuka at all.

"Ahem! Good, good! Fuck it. Zhang Laojiu endured the pain all over his body, picked up the Aka rifle, and shot at the Prussian soldiers who rushed over.

The point shot was accurate, aiming at the stomach of the opposite person and pulling the trigger.

Three bullets came out of the chamber!

A hundred meters away, a Prussian soldier immediately fell to the ground.

Stuka still picked up important targets and dropped bombs, and when the bombs were dropped, he continued to dive and strafe like a big bird.

The attacking Prussian soldiers were beaten to the ground and had to retreat temporarily.

Zhang Laojiu staggered to his feet, and everywhere his eyes could see, thick smoke billowed everywhere.

Several thick plumes of smoke shot up into the sky!

A hundred and ten meters away, there were the constant screams of the wounded Prussian soldiers.

The voice sounded terrible, roaring at first, and then it seemed to be singing.

One by one, it floated from the bloody Shura Hell.

"There are no people, there are no gasps." Zhang Laojiu shouted with all his strength.

No one answered, the people on the second and third floors were dead, and I didn't know what was going on on the first floor.

Two soldiers climbed up on the first floor, and when they saw Zhang Laojiu, who was constantly spewing white gas from his mouth, they immediately surrounded him.

"Company commander, what's wrong with you?"

"Company commander, are you alright?"

Zhang Laojiu wanted to slap this product very much, but he couldn't stand up, and asked if there was anything wrong.

"Carry me down!" Zhang Laojiu was angry.

The Prussians were beaten back, and the breath in them was discharged.

The whole person, like a deflated ball, lay on the concrete floor softly.

Two soldiers carried Zhang Laojiu down.

"What about the casualties?" Zhang Laojiu looked at the squad leader from the battalion headquarters and asked.

"Two were killed by stray bullets, and the top was blown up, killing four. No one was hurt! ”

Zhang Laojiu was dizzy for a while, and the observation post on the third floor was finished. Ding San, who went out, was also finished, and the five soldiers on the second floor were also finished.

Unexpectedly, on the first floor, hiding in the safest place still suffered six casualties.

The battalion headquarters added one squad, and after this battle, two squads were abolished.

looked at his subordinates, one by one they were smoked like ghosts, and several Zhang Laojiu couldn't recognize who it was.

"Brothers, the battalion headquarters behind us, as well as other companies, are preparing to retreat. We lost our position at this time, and all the people behind us were finished.

Either way, we're going to have to hold on. ”

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