At midnight, outside the Chenjiagou stronghold.

Behind a dirt slope about a kilometer from the base.

Zhang Dabiao raised his telescope and looked at the stronghold, and the beams from the two searchlights were like a huge rod, shining in all directions.

The searchlight only shines at a distance of about 400 meters, but even with the light, the devil's sentry can see up to 200 meters.

While observing, Zhang Dabiao asked a soldier next to him: "Xiao Wang, have you found anything in the past two days?" ”

"Report to the battalion commander, except that about 100 devils have entered the Chenjiagou stronghold, there is no other situation."

"That's good." Zhang Dabiao put down the binoculars and said to Wang Chengzhu, "Company Commander Wang, Company Commander He, you can set up the cannon." ”

"Yes!" Wang Chengzhu, commander of the artillery company, and He Jie, commander of the machine gun company, responded in unison, turned around and left.

All 7 machine guns of the machine gun company were brought, and the 60 mortars, 92 infantry guns, and 75mm field guns of the artillery company were also present.

He Jie quickly chose a machine-gun position, a flat area 800 meters away from the stronghold.

The effective range of the Erlikon cannon is 914 meters, and 800 meters is also the effective range of the Type 92 heavy machine gun, but the cannon has a protective shield, which can effectively block the bullets fired by the devil's light and heavy machine guns.

"Gun carriage, two gun wheels, and cradle, hurry, hurry!"

On the artillery position not far from the machine gun company, Wang Chengzhu shouted in a low voice.

Behind him, more than two dozen fighters were unloading the gun mounts, gun wheels, and cradles of field guns and infantry guns on mule carts or mules, and loading them in their designated positions in turn.

The bare cannon of this Italian field gun weighed 1160kg, and although it had iron wheels, it was very inconvenient to walk on mountain roads, and it was disassembled and handed over to mules and horses to carry in ambush.

After arriving at the battlefield, it was reassembled, and although the 92 infantry cannon was also relatively light, it was also handed over to mules and horses, which greatly saved the physical strength of the soldiers.

A dozen soldiers with large shoulders and round waists quickly unloaded the field guns from their mules.

Looking at the movements of the field artillery squad, Wang Chengzhu nodded without a trace.

When he chose artillery, he chose almost all of them with strong soldiers.

"Gunner, gunner." The squad leader of the field artillery squad said, "Be careful, whether you can hit it accurately or not depends on it!" ”

I saw that the artillery soldiers moved quickly, without dragging mud and water at all, even if it was pitch black, this 75mm field gun was quickly assembled by the soldiers in the dark.

Five minutes later, one 75 field gun and one 70 infantry gun stood on the artillery position.

On the side of the position, more than a dozen 60mm mortars had already been erected, and the muzzles were pointed directly in the direction of the stronghold, and even the firing of Zhuyuan had been adjusted.

At the rear of the ranks, the fighters of the ammunition platoon unloaded various shells from the mule cart or mule and placed them three meters behind the gun emplacement.

The main gunners of the infantry artillery squad and the field artillery squad clinged to the gun mirror, quickly turned the rocker, and the elevation angle of the gun barrel slowly turned, pointing at the devil turret.

The searchlights that strafed around the turret provided the gunner with good firing parameters.

Behind him, the second gunner brought the shell, and the third gunner took it and stuffed it into the barrel, and then closed the gate.

"Report to the battalion commander!"

"Field artillery ready!"

"Infantry artillery ready!"

"Mortars are ready!"

"The cannon is ready!"

100 meters away from the artillery position, Zhang Dabiao and the soldiers were prostrate, a large area of black pressure, and the herald came up from behind with a rifle to report.

Listening to the herald's report, not only Zhang Dabiao, but even the veterans of the first battalion were smacking.

Just a few months ago, the entire new regiment had only 3 mortars, and in the past 3 months, mortars, machine guns, field guns and infantry guns, the new regiment has everything.

There are quite a few of them, and there are plenty of shells, so it's a battle of abundance.

"Good!" Zhang Dabiao's voice was heavy and powerful, "Pass my order and fire freely." ”

"Yes!" The herald reached backwards.

After the herald left, the corners of Zhang Dabiao's mouth curled, and he said loudly to the soldiers: "Let's not worry, we have more than 20 cannons to cover." ”

"Let the shells fly for a while!"

Now that the cannon behind it has been erected, even if it is discovered by the devils, it will be fine.

It was about 700 meters from the stronghold, and the machine-gun rounds had become scattered, posing little threat to the fighters.

Zhang Dabiao took out the shell gun, loaded the bullet, and put his hand on his head ready to drop his hat at any time.

In the rear, He Jie, commander of the machine gun company, and Wang Chengzhu, commander of the artillery company, both received orders to fire their artillery freely.

"Fire!"

"Fire!"

There was no longer any hesitation at the moment, and he almost roared and gave the order to fire at the same time.

The whistling sound of the cannonballs in the air tore through the quiet night sky in an instant, and more than a dozen shells from the first round of disembowelment fell in the Chenjiagou stronghold, and the metal projectiles with the breath of death pierced the air and made a terrifying thunderous explosion, and the Chenjiagou stronghold was immediately enveloped in fireballs and gunsmoke.

Zhang Dabiao and the soldiers lay on their stomachs tightly against the ground, their heads turned slightly, their eyes looked at the top of their heads, and then looked at the stronghold opposite.

Shells fired from various types of artillery streaked across the night sky, and a hail-dense orange-red trajectory was visible to the naked eye.

In order to achieve the suddenness of the shot, the mortars did not conduct test firing in advance, but directly covered the strongholds.

Field artillery and infantry artillery were aimed at the turrets for accurate firing.

The Chenjiagou stronghold suddenly fell into a panic, and the devils and puppet soldiers were scurrying around in the stronghold, and many devils and puppet soldiers were directly killed by the shells.

A flare was fired from the stronghold, illuminating the surrounding kilometer as if it were daylight.

"Taijun, Taijun, it's all eight roads outside!"

"There is a lot of black press, and there are a lot of cannons!"

"Look at this situation, I'm afraid that a division has come to the Eighth Road, hurry up and ask the county for help, Taijun!"

In the main artillery tower of Chenjiagou, the company commander of the puppet army, wearing a yellow leather military uniform and carrying a shell gun holster, saw a large area of black pressure on the outside with the help of a flare, and was so frightened that he threw away the binoculars and ran to the second lieutenant of the devil.

In the cognition of the company commander of the puppet army, not to mention a regiment on the Eighth Road, even a brigade on the Eighth Route does not have such strong artillery fire.

"Yaga! What are you panicking about? The devil lieutenant scolded, shouting to the machine gunner, "Shoot, shoot!" ”

When the secondary shooter pressed the bullet plate on the Type 92 heavy machine gun, the main shooter immediately pushed the bullet into the chamber, and then pressed the firing press, and the heavy machine gun immediately trembled, ignoring the target at all, and fired indiscriminately at the outside, as if the sound of the heavy machine gun could strengthen his courage.

At the same time, the small turrets and the light and heavy machine guns in the bunkers that were at the corners of the cannon towers also screamed wildly, spewing out long tongues of fire.

The devil lieutenant seems to be calm, but in fact he is panicked.

Rumble......

A 70-millimeter shell hit the turret and exploded, and although it did not penetrate the five-story brick-built turret, it created a crater the size of a basin in the outer wall of the turret.

The whole turret shook for a while, and the devil lieutenant and the puppet army company commander standing inside sat down on the ground as soon as their buttocks stocked, and the explosion of the shell hitting the turret was like a drum ringing in the ears, making the devils and puppet soldiers in the turret buzz.

The devil lieutenant hurriedly stood up, walked to the telephone, picked up the phone and quickly turned the handle.

Then put it in your ear: "Moximoxi, Moximoxi!" ”

The second lieutenant of the devil looked happy: "Please help me pick up the Liao County Gendarmerie immediately!" ”

After a while, the phone was connected, and Jiro Kato spoke extremely quickly, and his voice was terrified: "This is the Chenjiagou stronghold, I am Jiro Kato, and this place is attacked by eight ways, please support immediately, please support immediately!" ”

"Nani? How many people are coming from the Eight Roads? What equipment is available? ”

"There is probably a regiment of the Eighth Route Army, carrying a large number of mortars and infantry guns!"

As soon as he hung up the phone, Jiro Kato immediately shook the handle and shook the person to the Yushe County Military Police, and his words were the same as before.

The company commander of the puppet army knew some Japanese, and when he saw Jiro Kato hang up the phone, he hurriedly asked with a crying voice: "Taijun, there is obviously a brigade from the Eighth Road, why do you only say one regiment?" ”

Jiro Kato cursed in broken Chinese.

"Yaga, you idiot!"

"There are four or five thousand people in a brigade on the Eighth Road, do you dare to come to the aid of the county gendarmerie?"

"Hey, Taijun Yingming, Taijun Yingming!" The puppet army company commander thought about it, his eyes rolled, and he hurriedly said.

"Let's go down and let the brothers kill the Eight Roads ruthlessly, and when the reinforcements from the county town arrive, they will definitely annihilate the Eight Roads!"

He slapped his ass and made a statement, but what he thought in his heart was that if the battle situation was not good, he would flee immediately, and his life would be important.

The Chenjiagou stronghold is built on the edge of the highway cliff, although it can effectively prevent the enemy on the belly and back, but it is equivalent to cutting off their own retreat, but this is difficult to resist the puppet army who are eager to survive, and they have already secretly hidden the rope on the edge of the cliff, and once they find that something is wrong, they will immediately smear oil on the soles of their feet.

There were more than thirty puppet troops in the cannon tower, all of which were stationed on the second floor.

After speaking, the company commander of the puppet army walked to the second floor, because he was in a panic, and when he went down the stairs, he fell and ate.

Looking at the panicked appearance of the company commander of the puppet army, a military officer next to him approached Jiro Kato and said: "Captain, at the critical moment, I'm afraid these guys of the Imperial Association Army can't be trusted, do you want to?" ”

As he spoke, the devil soldier Cao made a motion to wipe his neck.

Kato Jiro's eyes flashed, and he nodded slightly: "Katsumura-kun, you take two soldiers to see the Imperial Army, they dare to move, and they will be executed immediately!" ”

"Hey!" The devil soldier Cao ordered two soldiers and hurried to the second floor with a rifle.

Boom –

An infantry shell hit the outer wall of the cannon tower again, and the turret shook violently and the three devils rolled down the stairs.

"Report to the Squad Leader!" The sentry on the top of the turret hurried down and reported, "The small turret has been destroyed by the cannon!" ”

"Nani?" Jiro Kato's tone was hurried, and he hurriedly came to the shooting hole, ready to observe the situation of the small turret.

Suddenly, the head of the ghost machine gunner who operated the Type 92 heavy machine gun exploded without warning, it really exploded, and the whole head was gone, and the red and white sprayed Kato Jiro in the face, and the headless corpse fell to the ground uncontrollably, and the devil's deputy shooter was so frightened that his face turned pale when he saw this scene.

Jiro Kato looked back and saw the thick bullet hole in the bowl on the inner wall of the turret, and his eyes widened suddenly, and his face was full of horror.

"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.