Gasping for air, panting violently.

The sky was about to darken, and the sun set in the distance, and only a glimmer of red light reflected in the sky.

A corporal came running out of breath, hiding behind a wall that had been blown up by a high-explosive grenade, clutching his steel helmet above his head and shouting. Gunfire was intense, explosions rang out, and grenades were thrown at the three-storey cement fortifications in the center of the town.

"Sir! Sir! ”

The corporal raised his submachine gun and fired indiscriminately forward, braving the rain of bullets and bullets to crawl forward to Chen Yu's side, shaking Chen Yu's shoulders.

"Sir, the first company has occupied the two turrets to the south and east, and is advancing to the north. The division headquarters sent a telegram that the Allied planes had taken off and arrived over us half an hour later. ”

Chen Yu lowered his gun and hid behind the wall: "Returning to the division headquarters, our commando team has captured most of the cymbals as originally planned. He also told Master Mai that he would immediately prepare to guide the airdrop of the plane in the farmland behind the town, and the third company would abandon the Qingliangsi Heights and carry the airdrop reinforcements of the copper cymbals. The artillery platoon shifted its position, beware of Japanese artillery support from the anticline of Nantianmen. ”

"Yes!" The corporal agreed.

"Wait a minute."

Chen Yu said: "After three hours, we must capture the north of the cymbals, and then outflank the west and attack the last stronghold of the Japanese army in the west." There is also a brother stationed in the turret after dark to pay attention to vigilance, the Japanese like to carry out night raids at night, so that the artillery platoon can fire flares non-stop, you know? ”

"Yes!"

After explaining the order and follow-up tasks, Chen Yu continued to fight.

In fact, he didn't need to do it himself, someone had already carried Bazooka to fire rockets at the three-story reinforced turret, but the firing interface composed of heavy machine guns, light machine guns, and rifles in the turret directly blocked the road.

A rocket fired down only to halt the shooting for a moment, and soon Japanese shooters took over.

The narrow alleys, as well as the defensive positions formed by the houses around the turret, made it impossible for Chen Yu's group of people to get past here. Bu Lai is leading people to clean up the houses around the turret, but there are secret passages and secret doors in the houses, and finally they use explosives to blow up the house.

This is the only position in the town that can pose a threat to the assault team, and Takeuchi also arranged the cymbals after the South Heavenly Gate. The north and west turrets and the central turret present a triangular firing surface, and the attacking central turret must be flanked from three sides.

Not spicy shouted: "Spitfire! The turtle son is dead, come here! ”

After losing more than a dozen people, Bu Lai finally led people to blow up four houses and successfully approached the turret more than 20 meters. The heavy machine guns on the roof of the turret constantly fired at the rubble where they were hiding, and the commandos suffered a lot of losses from high to low firing angles. When the Bazooka rocket struck the rooftop, the heavy machine gun, which had suppressed everyone and could not get up to get up, finally fell silent.

Given a chance to breathe, the flamethrower, carrying napalm and high-pressure gas canisters, crawled quickly on the ground, and the continuous fire of submachine guns and carbines could only scratch the skin of the turret, and it was already as good as possible to cover the fire.

After crawling to the wall more than thirty meters away, the flamethrower suddenly stood up and aimed at the gun turret's firing hole, and shot flames, and the burning napalm rushed into the firing hole.

In an instant, flames and black smoke erupted from the shooting holes exposed on the outer layer of the turret.

The Japanese shooting stopped, and Bu Yan took the lead in leading people to rush into the outside of the turret, pulled out a grenade and threw it into the firing hole on the first floor. Chen Yu followed behind them, and when they arrived at the turret, they had already rushed to the second floor of the turret to clean up.

The gunfire here has fallen silent, and there are still intermittent gunfire around. The turret in the center of the town was overcome, and the Japanese squadron entrenched in the cymbals had no chance of holding on, and this was already the strongest turret. Without supplies and ammunition, they had to charge with bayonets after a night of siege.

Chen Yu walked into the turret, and as soon as he entered the door, he felt a wave of heat sweeping in. The flamethrower's flame-temperature of several thousand degrees burned the people inside alive, or the lungs were inhaled by hot air and fainted.

More than 30 corpses were brought out of it, including a Japanese captain and two non-commissioned officers.

Bu Spicy ran down from the third floor: "It's all dead." ”

Chen Yu kicked the blackened Japanese captain: "Leave a platoon to hold on, and the rest will attack the west with me." ”

The capture of the artillery tower in the center of the town did not take a few breaths, leaving a platoon of personnel to hold on to prevent the Japanese from counterattacking, and the rest of the men continued to clean up other areas. At this point, only by destroying the Japanese squadron stationed in the cymbals could Takeuchi be completely angered.

At nightfall.

The roar of an airplane engine sounded in the sky, Master Mak lit the guide bonfire, and the white canopy opened. Dozens of airdrops fell in the farmland and surrounding mountains and forests, and Master Mai led people to search for the airdrops and transport them to the forward troops, where the commandos who had been replenished with ammunition made a final assault on the Japanese army's fortified western turret.

When four rockets exploded on the turret, the flamethrower aimed at the firing hole and fired napalm, and a dozen people rushed to the turret and threw grenades, firing a single shot.

Chen Yu stood outside the turret and saw the road outside the town, lit a match and glanced at his watch.

Five hours had passed since the attack was launched, and a Japanese squadron entrenched in the town of Tongyi had been largely wiped out, and even the commander had been killed on the spot.

"Each company and platoon immediately counted the number of people, collected ammunition and weapons, and built a defensive line along the highway and civilian houses. Cui Yong! Organize sentry posts to be placed along the road leading to Nantianmen to prevent the Japanese counterattack. ”

Cui Yong, a Henan man carrying Bazuka, nodded, turned around and ordered seven or eight people to set up sentry posts on the surrounding mountains.

The night was surging, and the gunfire of the cymbals had stopped, but the cannon was still firing in the distance.

Sitting outside a bombed-out house, Chen Yu lit a cigarette while a medic was changing the dressing for his ear. The bullet grazed his head and completely smashed Chen Yu's ears, but fortunately, it only broke his ears, not his brains.

Master Mai was carrying a can of canned beef and a bottle of wine in his hand. Our Allied friends even put a box of wine inside the airdrop, maybe they couldn't find medical alcohol, a box of rum from India, they didn't even remove the label on the outside of the alley.

"Major, it's time to rest."

The medics tore open the gauze that bandaged the wound, and the pain made Chen Yu clench the carbine in his hand.

"Sir, it's broken in half."

Chen Yu took the rum in Master Mai's hand: "Hurry up and deal with it, I still have something to do." ”

The broken part is excised, sprinkled with hemostatic powder, and bandaged and wound again. Chen Yu pursed his teeth in pain, and could only find something to do to distract him.

Master Mai leaned against the wall and said, "Crazy plan, the copper cymbals we really occupy, now as long as we wait for your division commander to capture the first line of defense of Nantianmen, there will be a steady stream of soldiers approaching you along the road, and we will soon succeed." ”

"Don't rejoice too soon." Chen Yu took out a notebook from his marching bag and recorded: "Now we only have two hundred and fifteen living people left, among which there are more than thirty wounded, the supplies and ammunition are sufficient, whether we can hold out until the reinforcements arrive I don't know." ”

"You're discouraged again."

"Haha."

"Brother Shen!"

"Hmm!"

Shen Changqing walked on the road, and when he met someone he knew well, he would say hello to each other or nod his head.

But it doesn't matter who it is.

There was no superfluous expression on everyone's face, as if they were very indifferent to everything.

on this.

Shen Changqing is used to it.

Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, it is an institution that maintains the stability of Great Qin, and its main responsibility is to kill demons and monsters, and of course there are some other side jobs.

Arguably.

In the Demon Suppression Division, everyone has a lot of blood on their hands.

When a person is accustomed to seeing life and death, then he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but over time he got used to it.

The Demon Suppression Division is huge.

The people who can stay in the Demon Suppression Division are all powerful masters, or people who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppression Division is divided into two professions, one is the town guard and the other is the demon exterminator.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Division starts with the lowest level of demon slayer.

Then step by step, he is expected to become a town guard.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level of the demon slayer envoys.

Have memories of the predecessor.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.

It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of an attic.

Unlike other places full of slaughter, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, and in the bloody Demon Suppression Division, it presents a different tranquility.

At this time, the attic door is open, and there are occasional people entering and exiting.

Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment, and then stepped in.

Access to the attic.

The environment has changed in vain.

A burst of ink fragrance mixed with the faint smell of blood came to his face, making his brow furrow instinctively, but quickly stretched.

The smell of blood on everyone's body in the Demon Suppression Division is almost impossible to clean.