From the telescope field of vision, seeing the poisonous gas spreading on the hillside, there was no movement at all, and Kuroshima Morita sneered.

The exposed heavy machine gun is still there, which means that the Eighth Route is still there, and with the poor acid of the Eighth Route, he will definitely not give up such a good heavy machine gun when he escapes.

Under such a thick poisonous gas, the so-called wet towels and garlic of the Eight Roads did not work at all.

Wait another minute or two at most, and the eight roads will be all poisoned, and then the cavalry can go up to harvest the corn.

Kuroshima Morita estimated that the Eighth Route used so many machine guns and machine gun shells, I am afraid that most of the main force of the Eighth Route 129th Division was taken out, right?

This battle put the machine gunners and machine guns of the 129th Division, the main force of the Eighth Road, to the end, and what else did the Eighth Road in the Taihang Bandit Area do to fight with the imperial army?

It seems that there is no need to cut this abdomen, not only does it not need to be cut abdomen, but General Yoshio Shinozuka will have to invite me to drink in person.

Kuroshima Morita breathed a sigh of relief, and a smug expression appeared on his face: "Order the pro-guard team and the second squadron of cavalry to prepare for the attack!" ”

After the devil cavalry received the order, they went to the cavalry artillery squadron to receive gas masks.

Gas masks are also a very precious thing to devils, carried by the cavalry squadron, and there are only more than 200 gas masks in the entire Black Island Wing.

In addition to the more than 150 cavalry of the second cavalry squadron, 50 more people from the Black Island's personal guard team were dispatched, and these 200 people quickly formed an attack force.

Although people can wear gas masks to prevent poison gas from inhaling into their lungs, they can't put gas masks on military horses, and military horses will also be hit after inhaling poison gas, so this time the little devils can only attack on foot.

The little devils thought that they would only use gas masks to harvest the heads of the eight people, and they were very excited.

Kuroshima Morita pulled out his katana and pointed sharply at the eight-way machine gun position in front of him: "Attack!" ”

Wearing gas masks, carrying cavalry knives at their waists, and carrying rifles, the little devils ran excitedly towards the machine gun position on the eighth road.

"Ha Ya Gu!"

"Ha Ya Gu!"

The deputy squadron leader of the second cavalry squadron waved the command knife in his hand with a hideous expression.

On the machine-gun position of the new 2nd Regiment of the Eighth Route Army.

When the poison gas became a little thinner, Li Yunlong, wearing a gas mask, quietly poked out half of his head, raised his telescope and looked down the slope.

About 200 devils wearing gas masks, with rifles, rushed towards the machine-gun position, and had already entered the range of 500 meters.

Li Yunlong sneered, the devil is in a hurry to give away people's heads.

Retracting behind the dirt slope, Li Yunlong said to Zhang Dabiao: "Let the soldiers not worry, put the devil into 30 meters and then fight!" ”

Zhang Dabiao immediately said to the soldier next to him: "Put the devil into 30 meters and then fight." ”

Speaking loudly was afraid that it would alert the devils 200 meters away, and the order was passed down one-on-one.

No one can guarantee that there were no wounded soldiers among the Devil cavalry of about 500 who were shot, and it is very likely that the devil hid behind the belly of the military horse after falling off his horse, and the machine gun could not be fired.

But at this time, the fighters were wearing gas masks, and the transmission effect was not very good, and it was not right to pass on orders.

Soldier 15: "Shake the devil into 30 meters and then fight." ”

Soldier 30: "The devil goes 3 meters and then fights." ”

Soldier Forty-One: "The devil comes in and fights again." ”

Warrior Fifty: "The is fighting." ”

Warrior Fifty-One: "??? ”

Zhao Gang wore a gas mask and carried a sniper rifle, and bowed to Li Yunlong's side: "Old Li, the soldiers who inhaled poison gas have basically lost their combat effectiveness. ”

"The soldiers' lives are not in danger, are they?" Li Yunlong asked in a cold tone.

"It doesn't look life-threatening, but a few of the fighters are vomiting and having trouble breathing, and I've sent someone to take them to safety in the rear."

"This group of bitches raised by the same old way, if you can't beat it, you will be gassed..."Li Yunlong's tone is still cold, and Li Yunlong is deeply disgusted by the devils who put poison gas in battle, when the devils used this trick in the early days, the Eighth Route Army didn't know what it was, and the soldiers were caught off guard and didn't miss the trick.

"That old devil on the black island probably wouldn't have thought that he would die, and our new second regiment is also equipped with a large number of gas masks." Zhang Dabiao sneered, his tone disdainful.

In a whisper, the devil had already entered 400 meters from the machine-gun position.

The position of 400 meters is the barrage blocking area, and it is here that the devil cavalry who tried to turn around and escape was all shot and killed.

As Li Yunlong expected, there were constantly devils who were lucky enough to survive, standing up from the ground or behind the corpses of military horses, and joining the devils' attacking team.

"Regiment commander, political commissar, you see, the devil's wounded soldiers have all joined in." Zhang Dabiao said in a low voice.

"Just serve the little devil in one pot!" Zhao Gang's voice was cold, and he pulled the bolt of the Type 97 sniper rifle in his hand and pushed the bullet into the chamber.

Li Yunlong looked at Zhao Gang in surprise, this intellectual is not a little murderous.

As the devils continued to advance quickly, there were at least a dozen little devils who were lucky enough not to die to climb out of the pile of corpses to join the team.

The poison gas gradually thinned out under the wind, and the little devil with the rifle was also rapidly approaching the machine gun position.

100 meters.

50 meters.

30。

"Fire!" Seeing that the devil had entered the position of 30 meters, Li Yunlong roared loudly, and at the same time held down the firing iron of the Makqin heavy machine gun.

Nibble, nibble, nibble... With the shaking of the heavy machine gun, the Maxim heavy machine gun, which resembles a tractor, screamed continuously and rapidly, and a long tongue of fire burst out from the muzzle of the gun, and bullets sprayed out from the muzzle like a fountain, and the eggshell fell to the ground with a clatter.

Putting the charging devil cavalry on horseback within 30 meters is undoubtedly looking for death, but the devil cavalry who dismounts is equal to the infantry, and this distance is equivalent to shooting the barrel of a light and heavy machine gun against the devil's head.

The moment the sound of the Maxim heavy machine gun sounded, the soldiers wearing gas masks set up their machine guns on the position almost at the same time.

Immediately afterwards, various types of machine gun fire sounded, like bursting beans.

The swarming devils sensed something bad the moment they heard the gunshots, but it was too late.

The rain of bullets poured down like flying locusts, and there was no way to avoid it, and the devil who was shot fell down in convulsions like an electric shock, and his body was shot into a blood sieve by the machine gun.

It was really beaten into a blood sieve, and many devils were hit by more than a dozen machine gun bullets in an instant, and some devils' heads were shot by two machine guns at the same time, and half of their heads were directly cut off, which looked extremely terrifying.

Although the devil cavalry is also equipped with light and heavy machine guns, but at such a close distance and such a strong firepower, there is no chance to give the machine guns at all.

Watching the devils in front of them fall one by one like withered grass encountering a sharp sickle, the devils behind panicked and looked for cover in panic to avoid the incoming harvest.

But to the devil's despair, they couldn't find even a rock bunker where they were, so they had to lie down on the spot and beg for bullets not to hit them.

In less than a minute, all the little devils wearing gas masks and carrying rifles were shot to the ground, and none of them fled.

When Kuroshima Morita saw this scene in the telescope, the whole person was directly stunned, motionless like a sculpture.

His face was pale, and his expression and eyes were full of disbelief.

I thought it was a harvesting bureau, but I didn't expect it to be a harvesting bureau.

In just one morning, the elite of the Black Island Cavalry Wing was basically finished, and in the end, there were only less than 300 cavalry left in the communications team, the guard team, and the cavalry artillery squadron.

I'm afraid this belly is fixed... Morita Kuroshima looked at his stomach and couldn't help but shiver.

"Wing Commander? Co-Captain? Tsuneo Suzuki shouted cautiously.

"Huh?" Kuroshima Morita's body was shaky and he almost fell off his military horse.

"Wing Commander, all the machine gunners of the Eighth Road are equipped with gas masks, and our chemical shells did not work." Tsuneo Suzuki said.

"Yaga!" Kuroshima Morita's face turned dark: "Suzuki-kun, I'm not blind, do I need you to report?" ”

Tsuneo Suzuki didn't dare to speak.

He was also extremely dissatisfied with Heidao in his heart, if he listened to Lao Tzu's suggestion and called the aviation to take out the machine gun position of the Eighth Road, there would be so many things?

No matter how bad it is, ordinary shells can plow the machine gun positions of the Eighth Road, and now there is really no hope of turning the tables around.

In addition to Kuroshima Morita's guards, Yano Masao and the devils of the cavalry artillery squadron looked at Kuroshima Morita, and their eyes also changed subtly.

Although the devil soldiers didn't say anything, their expressions and eyes showed a trace of dissatisfaction.

Fighting a war is like this, no matter whether your tactical command is proper or not, as long as you win, you are the god of war and a hero.

On the contrary, if you lose, you are not fucking bullshit.

Kuroshima Morita felt the subtle changes in the eyes and expressions of the cavalrymen, but he didn't have time to think about it, the anger of revenge and washing shame burned his entire chest.

"Immediately fire at the eight-way machine gun position!"

"Shoot all the shells!"

"Blow up all eight routes!"

Kuroshima Morita had a hideous face, brandishing the command knife in his hand and roaring there.

Tsuneo Suzuki sighed, what's the use of using up all the shells now, Yalu knows that you can't organize an attack, will their machine gunners still be stupidly shelled on the position?

Yano Masao is dissatisfied, but Kuroshima Morita is the wing captain after all, and the order still has to be carried out.

"Ha Ya Gu, get ready to fire!"

The mortar firing element is adjusted, but the ammo box needs to be reopened.

The ghost artillerymen of the cavalry artillery squadron immediately began to get busy again.

However, the artillery company of the new regiment was one step faster than the squadron of devil mounted artillery.

The devil abandoned his horse and attacked, and the military horses scattered after they broke free, and the cavalry formation in front of the devil's mortar position was gone.

As the poison gas was blown away, the observer of the artillery company saw the mortar position of the devil with a telescope.

Just when the devil artillery was busy, a 60mm mortar shell with a characteristic whistling sound fell from the top of the devil's head and landed not far from the devil's artillery position, setting off a large area of mud and mist, and the falling gravel and dirt raised Kuroshima Morita.

"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.