Explode!

The flames of the explosion, which were a formation of Japanese bombers bombing the cymbals, which had been bombed into ruins, with only three gun towers and the surrounding bunker fortifications remaining.

The Japanese bombers bombed here, Chen Yu and the others hid in the turret, he hoped that luck would not be too unlucky, and the bombs of the Japanese bombers would not directly explode above the turret. It's very unlikely, but it's scary.

Every time there was an explosion, the corners of everyone's eyes twitched, and they exploded and blinked.

After blowing back and forth twice, the sky was filled with the roar of different engines. Chen Yu poked his head out and glanced at the sky, thanks to the Flying Tigers Air Force, even though you are about to eat up the cattle in the entire Yunnan, I still have to thank you.

With support from the Flying Tigers Air Force, Japanese bombers without escort fighter protection became targeted. The bomber quickly climbed high and hid in the clouds in the night sky, trying to escape the pursuit of the fighters, without the destruction of the bombers, but the explosion was still ringing in his ears, and the entire turret was trembling.

"Ninety-two rifles!"

Chen Yu instantly shouted: "Back to the combat position, the Japanese are coming!" ”

The shells can explode on the turret, and there is no doubt that it is the Japanese 92-step gun, and only direct fire can hit the exterior of the turret.

A flare was lifted into the air, and the two tanks entrenched on the high ground of Qingliangsi served as direct-fire guns, and Yu Zhi was firing at Zhu Yuan, aiming at the 92 rifles on the road in the distance, and the heavy machine guns loaded on the tanks were firing. The mortar began to fire non-stop, two rapid fire, four rapid fire, rapid fire, rapid fire······

A puff of smoke drifted in along the firing hole, and the Japanese 92 rifle fired not high-explosive grenades, but poison gas bombs.

"Gas masks, gas masks!"

Chen Yu and Master Mai were rummaging through the pile of boxes on the first floor, with gas masks. Just in case, Chen Yu asked for all the combat tools he could think of, Yu Xiaoqing did not refuse, and there were more than 100 gas masks among the materials airdropped by the allies, and now they don't need so much.

It seems to have returned to the moment when the South Heavenly Gate was firmly entrenched, and more than a hundred Japanese soldiers rushed into the town from the farmland in dense groups, wearing gas masks.

The sound of whirring breathing echoed in the gas mask, Chen Yu used the binoculars to observe the Japanese soldiers opposite, and with the help of the brief tracer of the flare, he saw the Japanese soldiers holding rifles and bayonets had been pressed. Perhaps for the sake of the spirit of bushido, each of the soldiers carried explosive packets on their backs or chests, and some of them hung grenades.

Crazy, the Japanese army is crazy.

This madness stems from two madmen, one of whom snatched Takeuchi's tree fort and paralyzed his command system, causing the Japanese troops in Nantianmen to survive underground. There was another madman, who robbed Takeuchi's back road, and now those Japanese troops wanted to retreat, they wanted to get out of this damn place, but they had to cross the cymbals first.

Takeuchi didn't have the energy to take care of the madman in the tree castle anymore, and he could only discipline the madman who cut off his retreat now.

In the yellow poisonous gas, the Japanese soldiers were full of figures, and bullets rushed towards them intensively, and some bullets were fired at the turret. Luckily, a few bullets came in through the firing hole and hit a shooter who was manipulating a Czech-made light machine gun, and the secondary shooter immediately took his place, while another submachine gunner dropped the gun to him as the second shooter.

Chen Yu carried a large pile of gas masks from the first floor to distribute to everyone, and at the same time carried ammunition boxes for them. Chen Yu is not a commander now, such a battle does not need a commander, and the role of an ammunition officer is more important than that of a commander.

The saturation charge allowed the Japanese army to rush into the fortifications for the first time within more than 20 meters, and an orange-red flame gushed out from the pillbox fortifications under the turret. The flamethrower drowned the charging Japanese troops in flames, and the sticky napalm stuck to it, and it was impossible to get rid of it.

"Onboard! Onboard! ”

Chen Yu could clearly hear the shouts of those Japanese soldiers, and then they lit the explosives and charged fearlessly. Under the encirclement and suppression from all sides, even though the automatic weapons were full of firepower, one or two Japanese soldiers still rushed to the outside of the fortifications, and explosions sounded.

One of the two pillboxes around the turret was blown up, resulting in a lack of a firing point.

Picking up a carbine and picking up an ammunition box, Chen Yu and Master Mai began to shoot on the first floor, there were many shooting holes, which were now vacant. No one uses carbines, everyone is using submachine guns, because the Japanese have already charged to a place where they can kill at will.

The flare rose again, and Chen Yu continued to shoot with the help of a short burst of incandescent light, almost without missing a shot. Pull the trigger, shoot the bullet inside the magazine, change the magazine, load and shoot again.

"Woohoo!"

Master Mak shouted, "Die! Japanese monkeys, this is rice from the United States, rice from the Americans! ”

Even after being filtered by a gas mask, the choking gas bomb could still smell the stinking smell, Chen Yu coughed a few times, and squatted down to change the magazine of his carbine.

The orange flames flew into the flames, and the Japanese soldiers who were caught in the flames did not stop until the bullets hit their bodies. These guys rushed thirty meters and then pulled the explosive bag, and they used it as a human bomb, killing more of their colleagues.

These people were already crazy, Chen Yu saw it in his eyes, and he swore that he had seen more than one Japanese soldier holding an explosive bag that was about to explode, being shot forty or fifty meters outside the fortification, and then killing the people around him.

The Japanese army hated the flamethrower the most, and the corpse that fell to the flamethrower was also the most, and the flamethrower had been sprayed to the point that the whole body was trembling, and anyone who saw a dozen Japanese soldiers who were full of flames like evil ghosts, holding explosives bags and rushing towards them, would unconsciously tremble.

The heavy machine gunners on the roof of the building were no longer firing, and several people carried a few boxes of grenades, threw them forward with the bolt safety removed, and used them as human mortars. The efficiency is very good, but it takes a lot of hands, and after a few minutes, there are already two people who have been hit by bullets in their arms or palms.

The Japanese army conquered the fortifications by all means, and we also defended them by all means.

Chen Yu shot the bullets in the magazine, the flares rose again, and there were no Japanese soldiers standing outside the fortifications of the turret, but the gunfire still did not stop. The red-eyed had already been killed, and they forgot to stop shooting.

Go up the first floor and tell them one by one to stop shooting. Everyone was coughing, the smoke from the gas bomb was too thick, and Chen Yu was also coughing, but his head was still quite clear. After stopping the shooting, the crowd began to wave their clothes in an attempt to fan the poisonous mist out.

Leaning over, Chen Yu climbed into the only fortress outside the turret. There were two forts, one of which was blown up by the Japanese and there were no living people. Cui Yong was also inside, and the upright Henan man was blown up and buried in the rubble, along with his heavy machine gun.

There are not many 'rout companies' following Chen Yu from the airport, and after fighting for so long, it seems that there is only Master Mai by his side.

Chen Yu didn't want to remember their names, who was the first person he remembered the 'Airport Defeat Company'?

It was as if a young officer, an engineer ensign or something, rolling down the hill with a grenade. I forgot what his name was, and Chen Yu didn't want to recall his name.

Chen Yu, wearing a gas mask, got into the bunker fortifications, and then he was fluted. He found that the five men in the fortifications were not wearing gas masks, because they could not go to the turret to get them, and could only shoot in the gas-filled bunkers.

The two men were lying on the ground convulsive, with a puddle of vomit on their necks and on the ground, their eyes could not be opened, and they kept coughing until they coughed up blood. The person has fallen into a coma, and only the last remaining physiological activity is breathing.

The other man was already dead against the wall, and the remaining flamethrowers and light machine gunners tied to their mouths and noses with strips of cloth damp with water, which had little effect. Chen Yu helped them untie the strips of cloth on their mouths and noses, and blood flowed out of their noses.

The young soldier wiped his sleeve indiscriminately, smiled, and said, "Nothing, sir. There's nothing to do, I can still shoot and fight. ”

Chen Yu patted him on the shoulder: "Regiment Leader Lin is already on the way to support, there are about five hours to arrive, seven days have come, five hours is a blink of an eye." ”

"Chief Lin is also here, it's very good."

"On the way."

Tapping the young soldier on the shoulder, Chen Yu looked at the flamethrower, his face had begun to rot and blistered. As soon as he grinned, he had a grimace, which was extremely terrifying.

Behind the gas mask, Chen Yu's tears ran down his cheeks, turned around and walked out of the bunker, Chen Yu brought four gas masks and put them on personally. The people who were lying down were already powerless to writhe, and Chen Yu just put them on and held their young and calloused palms.

It's a pair of hands that should hold books, any tools of production, and the only thing they shouldn't hold is a firearm. But in this era, the enemy forced them to take their guns and put down their books.

After staying for two minutes, Chen Yu silently left the fortifications.

When he walked out, a cool mountain breeze blew in the mountains, and he stretched out his hand to feel the coolness of the mountain breeze, and Chen Yu took off the gas mask on his face. Thanks to the gas mask, behind the heavy mask, you can hide your tears.

'Da Da Da ~~~ Da Da Da! ’

The heavy machine guns in the turret sounded again, and the interval between the attacks was less than ten minutes, and the Japanese attacked again.

Putting on a gas mask, Chen Yu got into the turret and arranged for the three of them to enter the bunker on the periphery.

"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.