Two Type 94 tanks were blown up by anti-tank mines, and an infantry squad with tanks in infantry coordination alternated with each other to cover the retreat. Leaving behind a dozen corpses killed by heavy and light machine gun fire in the fields, the remaining Japanese troops were reluctant to rush into the range of submachine guns and carbines.

The dilapidated cymbals that had been blasted by the Japanese artillery were quiet, and if you ignore the burning wooden houses, or the corpses and discarded tanks on the farmland, this is definitely a good place to live.

A strange atmosphere hung over the town of Cymbals, and Chen Yu hid in the shooting hole of the turret with a telescope, and he had no suspicion that the Japanese sharpshooters in the dense forest in the distance were aiming.

After the improvised reinforced armored tank was blown up by an anti-tank mine, a total of four Japanese tanks were destroyed, and Takeuchi now has no tanks to use.

When Yu Zhi of the Yu Division Combat Convoy went to Ramgarh with Chen Yu for training, he said that he hoped to personally drive the tank to destroy the Japanese tank, and now Yu Zhi was going to be disappointed. The armor of the Japanese Type 94 tank was so thin that even the round-headed bullets fired by the Maxim heavy machine gun could penetrate the relatively weak armor, and the Japanese tanks were really easy to fight.

The premise of being good to fight is to have anti-armor weapons, and once our best anti-armor weapon was a cluster grenade, but now there is no need to blow it up with a cluster grenade. The armor-piercing incendiary grenades fired by the Browning heavy machine gun could penetrate without hindrance, and Takeuchi would not let the tank and armored vehicles get out of the way.

Master Mai sat on top of the ammunition box with a metal wine bottle and drank: "Major, this time it is much better than our airport in Burma, rest assured and wait for the general attack force to occupy Nantianmen, we will win." ”

"It's the general attack force that will capture Nantianmen, so we are in danger."

Chen Yu put down the binoculars, and an enticing fragrance came from downstairs. Walking down the stairs, a few people were cooking porridge in the iron pot they had collected, and there were more than a dozen sour plums in the porcelain bowl. The sour plum was captured by the Japanese army, and Chen Yu didn't like to add sour plum to the meal, which was simply nondescript.

When Yu Xiaoqing's general attack force could not threaten Takeuchi's final bottom line, the copper cymbals were not important, and the tree fort was very important.

And because of the death and death of the capture of the Tree Fort, the open shooting range of the Tree Fort threatened the entire Nantianmen. Sending reinforcements to the cymbals, first of all, the Japanese army needed to climb out of the gasoline barrels, otherwise they would be exposed to the two sides of the east bank and the tree fort, and the Takeuchi United was extremely aggrieved.

Getting tank reinforcements is already doing its best, risking the bombardment of the Allies, such a big bet is a big one. If it weren't for the lack of anti-armor weapons and direct-fire guns at the Tree Fort, not a single tank in Takeuchi would have been able to break through the Nantenmon Gate. Disassembling the 92 heavy machine and light machine gun from the gasoline barrel is already the maximum, and the 92 rifle hidden in the anticline and mountain fortress is not to be considered.

The only fire support of the Japanese army attacking the cymbals was long-range artillery from the distant Nantianmen, a few large guns of more than 100 millimeters, and the dismantling of the 92 Heavy Machinery brought out of the gasoline barrel.

Chen Yu sat on top of the ammunition box and drank porridge from the Japanese army's lunch box, which had been stewed for a long time with white rice porridge and canned American meat. This kind of treatment is much better than the dead who hide in the tree fort and nibble on biscuits, they don't even have a clean water source to drink, and Chen Yu can drink rum from India.

The Japanese soldier helmet who was carrying the rice was rummaging through the drop box for canned meat, he didn't know English, not even Chinese, so he could only pick up a few cans for Master Mai to see. Master Mai was receiving a telegram, it was a telegram from Yu Xiaoqing, and he took out a few of the cans in his arms and threw them into the wooden box.

Holding half a pencil in his broad palm, Master Mai took out the code book to decipher.

"Major, your division commander tells you to hold on, and they will be able to capture the first line of defense in no time. By the way, if the defensive firepower of the first line of defense is reduced, it may be towards you or die, and there will always be someone who is unlucky. ”

Chen Yu finished drinking the porridge in the lunch box: "All be on alert, Takeuchi will come in the evening." ”

"Damn it!"

Master Mak was depressed and took out a can from the wooden box, which was a canned fruit. The soldiers of the Sichuan Regiment did not like canned fruit, they liked canned meat, and the meat in American cans made them very satisfied, unlike the cans captured by the Japanese army, which contained only starch and something messed together.

Night.

The cymbals were bombarded with the heaviest artillery ever, and the long-range artillery blasted from dusk, turning over the cymbals that had been blown into ruins. There were no Japanese troops in sight, and the three-hour shelling alone left the bones of more than a dozen dead people.

Takeuchi was well aware of the defensive line he had designed for the town of Cymbals, and the most heavily shelled area was the town center fort, which was made of reinforced concrete and granite.

The 92 heavy machine gun hidden on the opposite road hill began to fire, and the tracer bullets fired made the line of fire obvious, and Chen Yu clearly saw that the firing line of tracer bullets had changed from two to six, and at this time five hours had passed since nightfall.

In other words, it took Takeuchi five hours to get his soldiers to crawl out of the gasoline barrels with weapons and ammunition, enough men, enough weapons, enough ammunition, and vowing to retake the town of Tongcymbal.

Hiding in the north turret, the walls seemed to tremble, as if there was an earthquake.

Chen Yu clearly knew that it was not an earthquake, it was the Japanese heavy artillery that was firing shells. The long-range artillery bombarded for several hours, and the ammunition stored by the long-range artillery on the anti-slope of Nantianmen ran out.

A shell exploded next to the turret, and the air wave rushed into a shooting hole with the dust, and the 92 heavy machine gun shooter standing next to the shooting hole was overturned to the ground. The man stood up and swayed, spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground, no one cared about the unlucky guy who fell to the ground, and the unfortunate sub-shooter took over his 92 heavy machine gun.

A flare was lifted into the air, and two Japanese squads rushed out in the dense forest, starting to move slowly forward in the craters bombed by heavy artillery on the left and right, and rushed to the two artillery strongholds in the north and west. The firing range was insufficient, only heavy machine guns and light machine guns were firing, and most of the submachine guns and carbines hid behind the ruins, waiting for the Japanese to reach the firing range.

Four scrapped Type 94 tanks parked in the farmland became the positions of the Japanese army, and soon there were Japanese soldiers with shovels and hoes on their backs digging trenches behind the tanks, and bullet shields made of improvised steel plates were placed in front, so that the sappers behind could quickly focus on digging trenches.

Now Chen Yu knew why Takeuchi was bombarded with heavy artillery, and he originally wanted to blow up the crater and connect the dots to form a line, so that they could use the bolt rifle to shoot accurately outside the range of submachine guns and carbines. There were only a few heavy machine guns and light machine guns, carrying a few heavy machine guns and light machine guns, using bullet shields as cover, digging trenches and advancing slowly.

Limited casualties, as long as a position can be constructed, then it can be confronted, using the range advantage of the rifle into an attack advantage.

Putting down the binoculars, Chen Yu scolded angrily: "Grass! Takeuchi's turtle son is so insidious. ”

After thinking about it, Chen Yu decided to abandon the two artillery strongholds in the west and north, and instead fought street battles, taking advantage of the superiority in weapons. Relying on the position, there is no advantage in fighting like this, and sooner or later he will be slowly ground to death by Takeuchi.

Kicking the frantically shooting Yao Ma, Chen Yu said: "Place the explosives and withdraw them all to the artillery tower in the center of the town and the strongholds of the artillery tower in the east and south. Send someone to inform the artillery platoon that the fire will be suppressed after we evacuate, and they will not be allowed to bite us. ”

He turned his head: "What, why do you want to retreat?" ”

"You stupid head, tell you you you understand?"

"Melon peel cowardice!" I want to be sullen and scolded.

"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.