As soon as the first row of shells fell and exploded, the screech of the second row of shells swept through the air again.

The rapid and continuous explosion sound was like thunder, and it rumbled so loudly that even the ground seemed to tremble.

The flash of the mortar explosion was like lightning tearing through the night sky, making the sky glow red, visible from several kilometers away.

The soldiers of the first battalion, waiting for the order to attack, lay out of the range of the searchlight, and their mouths were almost grinning when they watched this scene.

15 mortars fired in unison, and the regiment commander prepared more than 100 mortar shells for the Huting stronghold as a supper, which was definitely enough for the devils and traitors to feast.

In order to prevent the devils from giving full play to their firepower advantage, they had to rush up and mix with the enemy after firing a row of guns.

And at present, before the troops attack, the artillery first covers the devils and the puppet army with a round of artillery fire.

The infantry just had to wait for the corn to be harvested...

Wei Dayong lay on the ground, and he couldn't hide his excitement in his heart.

For him, the thing he cares about the most is to eat, sleep, and kill devils.

The regiment commander trusted him and did not dislike him as a prisoner of war captured by devils, so he was specially approved to join the new regiment on the first day he came and became a soldier of the new regiment assault company.

Other prisoners of war had to go through a series of ideological education and pomp before they could join the Eighth Route Army.

This made Wei Dayong feel grateful to Li Yunlong in his heart.

And soon after coming to the new regiment, he caught up with such a battle, which made Wei Dayong like the new regiment in his heart.

I often fight the team of devils.,I like it.。

Wei Dayong's expression was grim, and he held the MP38 submachine gun in his hand a few points tightly, and he must kill a few more devils and traitors later.

Unlike the excitement of the new group of soldiers, the mood of the devils and traitors in the stronghold has sunk to the bottom.

Countless mortar shells continued to fall down and exploded one after another, several shells hit several barracks, and with a few explosions, the barracks that were hit turned into a pile of broken bricks and rubble, and the devils and traitors sleeping inside died on the spot.

At that moment, the feint troops opened fire, and the sound of bean-like gunfire rang out from outside the stronghold, and a rain of bullets came towards the stronghold.

The feint attack is to attract firepower, and naturally the greater the movement, the better.

All kinds of light and heavy machine guns and rifles opened fire in unison, and the turrets and pillboxes of the strongholds were splashed and clanged.

Not to be outdone, the devils and puppet soldiers in the pillboxes and turrets were not to be outdone, and the light and heavy machine guns clicked wildly, and long tongues of fire erupted from the shooting holes.

The devils and traitors in the barracks did not bother to wear clothes, and fled in all directions, and some simply lay on the ground to avoid shelling.

Wang Gui, the commander of the puppet army company, held a shell gun in his hand, and hid in the turret and pillbox with rolling and climbing, and when he saw the squadron leader Captain Tanaka, he didn't care about the appearance of the army, and hurriedly said:

"Taijun Tanaka, hurry up and ask for help, listening to the movement outside, it is estimated that a division is coming from the Eighth Road!"

It's not that the Huting stronghold hasn't been besieged by the Eighth Road, but Wang Gui has never seen this kind of formation, and this time the mortar shells and bullets of the Eighth Road are sprinkled out as if they don't want money.

In the past, every time the Eighth Route came it was still the main regiment, the firepower was very sparse, and the tactics were very primitive, and the demomen took explosives bags to blow up the pillboxes and turrets under the cover of several machine guns.

Wang Gui judged that looking at the machine gun and artillery fire of the Eighth Route tonight, it was absolutely impossible for only one regiment to come from the Eighth Road, and it was very likely that the entire main force of the 129th Division of the Eighth Route would come.

At this time, Taro Tanaka's heart also sank to the bottom.

Mortar! Eight roads actually used mortars!

Looking at this movement, there are definitely more than 12 mortars used by the Eighth Road.

And the Eighth Road also has plenty of shells!

With so many mortars and shells, isn't the Eighth Route ready to live?

In any case, Taro Tanaka had an extremely bad feeling from the bottom of his heart, and it seemed that Yachi had made up his mind to capture the Tiger Pavilion stronghold tonight.

Tanaka Taro scolded in a low voice in stiff Chinese: "Yaga, you should be in a combat position with your soldiers at this time, not here!" ”

"Hey!" Seeing that the devil's face was not good, Wang Gui hurriedly straightened up, carried a gun and walked out.

As soon as he walked to the door of the turret, a mortar shell happened to fall nearby, and the rushing air wave made Wang Gui hesitate, and ran back in disgrace.

"Taikun Tanaka!" Wang Gui's voice was crying, "The artillery fire of the Eighth Route is too fierce, and you can't get out at all." ”

"Yaga! Rubbish! ”

Tanaka Taro scolded angrily, at this time he really wanted to kill Wang Gui with one shot, these imperial alliance troops were really more than successful.

But now is the time to employ people, Tanaka Taro pushed Wang Gui away, lying on the shooting hole and facing out.

The artillery bombardment of the Eighth Route is still continuing, the gunfire is very dense, and the offensive of the Eighth Route is very fierce! Then he walked quickly to the telephone, picked it up and quickly shook the handle with his other hand.

Immediately, Taro Tanaka put the phone to his ear: "Moxi Moxi!" ”

"Moxie Moxi?" Contrary to Tanaka Taro's expectations, the familiar voice of the operator came from the phone, which made him look slightly happy.

"This is the Tiger Pavilion stronghold." Tanaka Taro said, "Please help me pick up the county gendarmerie immediately, 100,000 urgent, please!" ”

Moments later, there was a clicking sound on the phone, indicating that someone was answering on the other end of the line.

Tanaka Taro hurriedly said: "Moxi Moxi, this is the Tiger Pavilion stronghold, I'm Tanaka Taro, please Okazaki Shaosa answer the phone!" ”

"Okazaki Shaosa is resting, Captain Tanaka, just tell me something."

Taro Tanaka: "Please wake up Okazaki Shaosa immediately, the stronghold of Tiger Pavilion has been attacked by the Eighth Route, and the strength of the Eighth Route is one...... A brigade, request tactical guidance! ”

"Nani?" The phone was shocked, "I'll report to Okazaki Shaoza!" ”

After hanging up the phone, Taro Tanaka breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately Hachiro did not cut the phone line, so he called for help.

Tanaka Taro didn't realize that this was deliberately done by the Eighth Road, in his opinion, the Eighth Road sent so many troops to besiege the Tiger Pavilion stronghold, and their target was definitely the Tiger Pavilion stronghold.

But eight roads are so dense that they actually forgot to cut the phone line.

In fact, Taro Tanaka didn't know how many troops came from the Eighth Road, and it was unlikely that one division would be one, but it was definitely more than one regiment.

Then most likely a brigade.

As long as they hold on for an hour, the convoy support of the Okazaki Brigade stationed in the county seat will arrive, and the Huting stronghold will be safe at that time.

"Yaga, why are you still standing here?" Tanaka Taro suddenly saw Wang Gui standing aside, took out the Wang Ba box in the holster on his waist and scolded.

"Hey!" Seeing Tanaka Taro pull out his pistol, Wang Gui seemed to have been stepped on by the tail and rushed out of the main gun tower at a very fast speed.

At the same time, on the artillery positions of the new regiment.

The mortars fired more than 100 shells at the Huting stronghold, and there were about 400 devils and puppet soldiers in the Huting stronghold, and an average of 3 devils could spread out one shell.

Li Yunlong estimated that the time was almost up, and the devils in the stronghold should have sent out a distress call at this time.

So he yelled at Wang Chengzhu: "Zhuzi, it's time for you to perform, aim at the turret and bunker for Lao Tzu and bombard the damn!" ”

The frontal attack has not yet begun, and the searchlights of the devils have not yet been knocked out, which provides a good view of Wang Chengzhu's shelling parameters.

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