The locust-like cannon shot past, and a wall was gone.

The guerrillas inside were gone!

There was the roar of tank guns in the distance, though only the 75mm guns of Type 4 tanks.

But after loading high-explosive shells, the power is very amazing.

For those firing points that have exposed their positions, it is easy to do one shot at a time, leaving no live holes.

The old monkey was lying on the ground, gasping for air.

He knew that with the addition of these Type 1 tanks, there would be no problems with the defensive line.

Infantry, armed with small arms, is no match for a tank in any way.

Unless the opposing side is close, you can use those close-range anti-tank weapons.

But even if they use a very good bazooka, the range is only more than 100 meters.

This distance is much less than the firing distance of a twenty-five-mm rapid-fire gun!

In the moonlight, no one had run out of the workshop.

The gunfire here slowly thinned out, and the gunfire on the other side became fierce again.

I think this is because the old monkey can't make a breakthrough here, and he goes somewhere else to hit the wooden clock.

Ding San sent messengers to understand the casualties of each platoon!

The fierce mortar fire caused huge casualties to the Ming army.

Almost thirty percent of the men in each platoon were killed, and all four machine guns, along with the machine gunner's secondary shooter, were killed.

This is one of the most important firepower outputs of the company!

Now, it's all gone.

After talking to the old monkey, the old monkey's heart was dripping blood.

The machine gun is actually nothing, and after it is blown up and reported as battle damage, new ones will be sent down soon from above.

The most important thing is the machine gunner!

An experienced machine gunner is not so well trained.

That's when the bullets are fed enough on weekdays.

Everyone has to break at least three or five barrels before they can barely practice.

Now ......, all gone overnight.

......, it's only the middle of the fucking night.

However, there is also good news, because the configuration is relatively backward, and the bunker is dug again.

Mortar positions are fine, but in the face of this kind of fortified fortification, the use of mortars is really limited.

After resetting the fire, the old monkey found another foxhole and lay down in it.

That foxhole just now is already terrible!

The steel mill occupies a large area, and the guerrillas who are enclosed in it are scurrying around like headless flies.

But here, the old monkey has only experienced a few very small waves.

The old monkey felt that these people had come to him in the wrong place in the dark.

Instead of using a tank, the old monkey's men used their Aka rifles to deal with them.

"I knew that guy wanted to use us as cannon fodder." Lying in the foxhole, the old monkey looked at the stars in the sky.

Today's weather is very good, it can be said that the moon is sparse.

The stars in the sky could be seen clearly, and the old monkey felt that he had not seen the stars like this in a long time.

"Who knows, these fucking guerrillas are so capable of fighting.

Such a guerrilla army, in my opinion, is more difficult to deal with than the regular army of the Hebrews. ”

Ding San held a sniper rifle and squatted in the trench without showing his head.

Now they don't wear steel helmets anymore, and they haven't found this thing reflected at night before, and this time they have suffered a big loss, how dare they continue to make mistakes.

"You're all right, you're not going to die tomorrow morning." Ding San was very worried about the old monkey's current state.

This thing's eyes are looking straight at the sky, if it weren't for the panting and even, Ding San would have thought he was already hanging.

"I'm dead, and tomorrow you'll be the company commander. Isn't it good? Promoted! ”

"Fuck off, you're really fine, I think you're seriously injured."

"It's not a big deal, it's just a mortar shock.

I'm still a little deaf now, and I always feel mosquitoes calling near my ears.

The sound of your voice is very small in your ears.

But I feel good that way, at least I'm alive for now.

Damn, when I was shelled just now, I really felt that I was going to hang up this time. The old monkey closed his eyes and looked very peaceful.

"Good people don't pay for their lives, and a scourge like you can live for a thousand years."

Ding San picked up the binoculars and looked into the distance.

"How can you say that there are such powerful guerrillas, and besides, they have so many mortars.

And these people are still behind the battle line, what the hell is going on.

That year, Qianyao said that there were more than 2,000 people here, how did they bypass the front line. ”

"Who the fuck knows, these people won't be able to run out again anyway."

Ding San saw it really in the telescope, and on the positions on both sides of him, the gunshots gradually became sparse.

This shows that the besieged guerrillas are gradually losing their ability to attack.

And most importantly, I haven't heard a mortar for a long time.

It is estimated that they either ran out of shells, or they were reluctant to fight due to limited stocks.

"Actually, it's a good thing that we have more casualties tonight." The old monkey suddenly opened his eyes again and looked at Ding San with a sly smile.

"A good thing?" This time, Ding San felt that the old monkey was really seriously ill and needed to be sent to the military doctor to take a look.

"That Yue Zhongqi said, the deepest part of this place has six underground floors.

In other words, they have to fight them in a labyrinth of underground tunnels.

Everyone is playing in the dark underground, but they have been here for months.

The terrain is much more familiar than ours!

If you really fight, if you don't get it right, it will make people make dumplings a fart.

Now that there are heavy casualties and the machine guns are all lost, there is no need to go down and fight. ”

"Don't say it, that's what you say." Ding San felt that what the old monkey said was very reasonable.

There are heavy casualties tonight, and tomorrow you don't have to go down into the labyrinthine underground structure to fight them to the death.

Speaking of which, the heavy casualties are good news.

After all, none of us had any experience fighting in underground tunnels.

Amid the continuous sound of gunfire, the sky began to dawn.

As the sky brightened, the sound of gunfire gradually thinned out, and finally there was no gunfire at all.

The guerrillas saw that they could not defeat them, so they had to hide back in the labyrinthine underground castle.

The truck came, and the cooking crew brought down breakfast.

In this battlefield environment, the cooking class is always surprisingly repetitive.

It's either flatbread and pickled luncheon meat, or the same big meat bun with rice porridge.

Today, it is still the same, after the cage drawer is opened, the steaming white and fat big meat buns exude an attractive fragrance.

A pair of dirty thugs grabbed the buns and stuffed them inside.

Small rice bowls were distributed to the soldiers, and the big ones ate steamed buns while sucking rice porridge.

After a night of fighting, the big guys were hungry, and they ate sweetly.

The old monkey rested for half the night, and the half-lost soul seemed to return to his body with the sunlight.

I took a big bite of the bun, and then poured another bowl of rice porridge, feeling comfortable all over my body.

The sound of gunfire stopped completely, and the huge factory area inside the encirclement was as silent as death.

No one dared to go inside the steel mills, and God knows how many gunmen were hiding inside the ruined buildings.

In the sky, an airship flew high, as if patrolling the entire steel mill.

", I'm not afraid of being shot down by anti-aircraft guns."

In general, the airships of the Ming army were rarely near the battle line in broad daylight.

Even though this is more than thirty kilometers behind the battle line, airships are rarely seen in broad daylight.

"Marshal, the guerrillas below may have anti-aircraft guns, it's too dangerous for you to come here."

Nian Qianyao stood beside Li Xiao and looked at Li Xiao who was sitting by the porthole, very worried.

"You used the news that I was going to be a command post here to attract all the nearby guerrillas, and you don't know if they have anti-aircraft guns?"

Li Xiao didn't even look at Nian Qianyao, still looking at the steel mill below.

The steel mill covers a very large area, covering a length of twenty or thirty kilometers.

Such a large factory is even bigger than some ordinary European town!

In this, there are not only a large number of factories and workshops, but also a piece of staff living area.

It is said that in the time of Catherine, in order to build the Ameil Iron and Steel Plant, Russia invested a lot of money and built it for ten years, which was the most glorious project during the reign of Empress Catherine.

Moreover, when this place was originally designed, it seems that it was also intended to serve as a strong fortress on the outside of Russia.

Six floors have been dug underground, and the entire tunnel under the factory is as dense as a spider's web.

Even now Nian Qianyao is holding the drawings of the original construction in his hand, he is still scratching his head.

Such a large underground fortress has never been faced by the Ming army.

If you don't get it right, you will end up with heavy casualties.

And the handsome man in front of him, the four words he likes to hear the most are: heavy casualties.

"Alright, let's land. Listen to the captain of the year! Li Xiao said to Junzi.

Junko immediately ran over and ordered the pilot to land quickly.

To be honest, he didn't worry about Li Xiao floating in the sky in such a dangerous place.

If it is knocked down, it will be a big deal.

In this way, when the old monkey was still eating steamed buns, he found that the airship actually landed slowly.

The airship is better at this point, it can land at any time, as long as there is a flat ground on the ground.

When he landed, Nian Qianyao's fists were so clenched that his nails were inserted into the flesh!

It's too close to the enemy, and if you look at the craters on the ground, you can see that this place is within mortar range.

Li Xiao doesn't speak, others don't speak, everyone doesn't speak.

After the airship landed, Nian Qianyao immediately escorted Li Xiao out of the pod, and ordered the airship to fly away quickly.

There is no way, the target of this thing is too big, and it is easy to be bombarded by the mortar of the other side.

Li Xiao stepped off the airship and happened to see a large group of Ming troops eating breakfast around the military vehicle one hundred and ten meters away.

Li Xiao walked over and waved at the soldiers who were eating breakfast.

"Handsome ......!" When the old monkey saw Li Xiao, his eyes immediately straightened, and the buns in his mouth fell to the ground.

When following Li Lin, he saw the handsome lineup more than once.

"Handsome?

You mean, that person is handsome? Ding San was also shocked, and the mouthful of porridge he had just swallowed almost squirted out.

"Who else can it be if it's not a handsome." The old monkey rarely tidied up his military appearance, took out a dirty towel, and wiped his face.

This time, the already dirty face is even worse.

Run over and stand up and salute.

"Meet the commander, subordinates, the Ninth Division ......!"

Li Xiao waved his hand and motioned for the old monkey to stop.

"You know me?" Li Xiao looked at the old monkey very strangely, how could a small company commander on the front line recognize himself.

"Returning to the marshal, his subordinates once served as the captain of the guard of the young marshal."

"Oh, I think of you, old monkey." Li Xiao looked at the old monkey with a smile.

"It's a subordinate!" The old monkey was so excited that he didn't know how to put it.

"It looks like we're going to have to make another military rule in the future.

At the front, there is no need to salute the superiors.

If I were a mortar or sniper on the other side, I'd be aiming here now.

Either way, it's good to hit this one and accept the salute. ”

As soon as Li Xiao said this, the old monkey was even more at a loss.

"It's okay! All right! Li Xiao patted the old monkey on the shoulder.

When I walked to the truck, I saw that the cage drawer contained still hot buns.

Those soldiers whose faces were full of traces of gunsmoke, and when they saw Li Xiao, they didn't know whether it was better to salute or not.

A few hands had just been raised, and they were hurriedly put down.

In the face of the big handsome, everyone doesn't know what to do.

Li Xiao picked up a bun and took a bite, and large drops of grease dripped out of it.

Nodding, it seems that the food of the front-line officers and soldiers is still good.

"How's it going, look at your appearance, there was a tough fight last night?" Li Xiao pointed to the workshop in the distance.

"Back to the big marshal, these guerrillas on the other side are very powerful.

After a night of fighting, all our machine guns were reimbursed, and our subordinates were almost killed by mortar shells. ”

"Oh! The other party's mortars are powerful? ”

"Very powerful! If it weren't for the timely support of tanks, those guerrillas would have rushed out. ”

"Oh!" Li Xiao nodded.

Unexpectedly, these Hebrew guerrillas were so powerful.

"Huh? This is the front line, why don't you wear steel helmets? Li Xiao looked at the old monkey's head and felt that something was wrong, but now he reacted, it turned out that this guy was not wearing a steel helmet.

According to the military regulations of the Ming Dynasty, when fighting on the front line, the steel helmet is not allowed to be taken off at will.

Seeing Li Xiao questioning, everyone panicked.

But last night, the big guys threw their steel helmets in the foxhole.

Now when I come out to eat, no one in the big guy has brought it.

"Dashuai, this steel helmet is reflective at night.

It was only when the enemy saw the reflection of the steel helmet that they bombed us with mortars, otherwise, our casualties would not have been so great. ”

The old monkey hurriedly explained that he violated the military order in front of the marshal, and in case the marshal was held accountable, ......!

"Oh?" Li Xiao took the steel helmet in the hand of a soldier, and sure enough, it was also reflected in the sun.

Originally, I thought that there would be no reflective problem when brushing matte paint, but in the process of using the steel helmet, it is easy to lose a piece of paint.

This reflects the light, making it easy to see at night.