A shell hit the truck directly, and the devil who didn't have time to jump out of the car was blown to pieces.

After four rounds of shelling, four trucks burst into flames, and the devils were killed and wounded.

Only a small number of devils survived and ran outside the stronghold, and most of them were killed and injured by the sudden artillery fire.

Toshio Imai watched this scene in the cannon tower, and was a little stunned, there are so many mortars in the eighth road?

"Taijun, the Eighth Road is too despicable, and he actually opened fire when the imperial army hadn't gotten out of the car!"

The puppet army in the turret seemed to be more indignant than Toshio Imai, and one by one they were about to split, scolding the eight roads for not talking about martial arts.

Among them, Zeng Yongqiang, the puppet army, was even more crying, seeing that a large number of devils were killed, the macho man was teary-eyed, and he seemed to be very distressed.

The devil didn't cry, but the puppet army cried first...

From the shooting hole of the turret, Toshio Imai saw at least 20 Japanese soldiers lying on the ground groaning in pain, most of them were blown up and missing arms and legs, which was extremely tragic.

Toshio Imai has seen a worse battle than this, so he doesn't have much expression on his face, but looking at his injured compatriots, he can't stand idly by.

He turned his head to look at Zeng Yongqiang, the commander of the puppet army company: "Zeng Sang, immediately take your people and go down to rescue the wounded of the imperial army." ”

"Huh?" Zeng Yongqiang was dumbfounded, and his crying expression instantly froze.

He just wanted to cry to show his loyalty, but he never thought of rushing out of the turret to be bombarded by the Eighth Road.

"What, you don't want to?" Toshio Imai's face sank, and he put his right hand on the holster.

"Yes, yes!"

"It's my honor that Taijun has entrusted me with such an important task!"

"I'll take someone to save the wounded soldiers of the Imperial Army!"

Zeng Yongqiang complained bitterly, but if he showed the slightest reluctance right now, Toshio Imai would definitely give him a bullet.

At that moment, Zeng Yongqiang called all his subordinates, came out of the turret and bunker fortifications, and walked towards the open space in front of the stronghold below.

On the heavy machine gun position built up by sandbags, the devil machine gunner aimed the muzzle of the gun at the back of the puppet army, the bullet pressed against the chamber, and his hand had already pressed the iron.

Zeng Yongqiang and his subordinates felt like a man's back, but they didn't dare to look back, they knew that not only the machine gun position, but even the machine guns in the turret and pillbox must have been aimed at their backs at this time, if there was any abnormal movement, the devil would definitely fire without hesitation.

"Company commander, devils are never soft on killing Chinese, or let's run over and surrender to the Eighth Road."

"If you don't kill the prisoners over there on the Eighth Road, you still have a way to survive if you surrender to the Eighth Road."

"The stronghold of Lijiagou and the turret on the highway have all been destroyed by the Eighth Road, and it seems that the Eighth Road of this stronghold today is bound to win."

"Staying here is a dead end."

The platoon leader of the puppet army whispered to Zeng Yongqiang.

"Shut up!" Zeng Yongqiang shouted in a low voice, "If you want Taijun to hear this, we all have to finish playing." ”

"So what now?" A row of long legs trembled like chaff, his face turned pale with fright, and beads of sweat the size of beans slipped down his face.

Zeng Yongqiang said in a low voice: "If you want to live, listen to me, and after going down for a while, let's rush to the nearest Taijun lying on the ground, whether dead or alive, carry it and run up the mountain." ”

"Company commander, I listen to you!" A long row of people said with a horizontal face.

Immediately, Zeng Yongqiang glanced behind him and shouted loudly: "Rescue a wounded soldier of the imperial army, reward 30 pieces of ocean, brothers rush with me!" ”

After speaking, he took the lead in rushing down, inspired by the ocean, and the puppet army behind followed one after another.

said that it was a company, but in fact, there were only more than 90 people in the full fight, and they were all ruffians and hooligans in the past, throwing devils to eat, and bullying the common people were experts, and it was not possible to really fight.

More than 90 people ran down the mountain quickly, quite imposing.

The puppet soldiers quickly rushed out of the gate of the stronghold, Zeng Yongqiang and a platoon leader rushed towards the corpse of a devil, and they didn't even look at the devil on the ground, and the two lifted the devil and walked back.

Seeing this, the rest of the puppet army also followed suit and walked back with the corpse of the nearest devil.

Wang Chengzhu has been observing the movements of the puppet army, and when he saw the puppet army coming down to rescue the wounded devils, he ordered the cannon to fire without the slightest hesitation.

On the anti-slope artillery position, more than a dozen shells rose into the air, making a piercing whistling sound and exploding around the puppet army from far and near, and the bullet point was accompanied by fireballs and gunpowder smoke bursting out, setting off a large area of mud and fog. The puppet army was instantly shrouded in dense artillery fire, and a puppet army lying on the ground was hit by a cannonball on the back, and after a bang, the puppet army directly turned into a pink mist, and when the smoke dissipated, the puppet army only had two legs left.

Some puppet soldiers put down the corpses of devils and ran wildly, while some puppet soldiers insisted on carrying the corpses and wounded to the stronghold.

After two rounds of bombardment of the open space in front of the stronghold, Wang Chengzhu commanded the artillery to shoot the barrage of Xu Jin.

The mortar shell group of the Eighth Road seems to have eyes, and wherever the puppet army runs, the shells will follow there and harvest the lives of the puppet army.

"Dare to save the wounded soldiers of the devil? Look at labor and capital can't blow you up. Looking at the puppet army that was blown up to pieces, Wang Chengzhu's tone was cold.

Tom tom ...

Flames and smoke erupted from the muzzles, and more than a dozen shells whistled into the distance.

The gunner fine-tuned the shooting of Zhu Yuan, and then took the shell handed by the ammunition man behind him, and stuffed it directly into the barrel of the gun, with smooth movements.

"Stop shelling!"

Seeing in the telescope that only a small number of puppet soldiers fled into the turret, Wang Chengzhu loudly ordered to stop firing the artillery, and it would be a waste of shells to fight again.

……

"Eight roads are willing to give up so many shells?"

"The artillery of the Eighth Route is so powerful?"

In the turret, Toshio Imai felt a deep sense of incredulity in his eyes, what kind of Eighth Route Army is this?

The artillery position of the Eighth Route was set up on the anti-slope, and Toshio Imai could not see how many guns there were on the Eighth Road, but judging from the explosion of the shells, the Eighth Route was equipped with at least a dozen mortars, and no less than 200 shells were fired in just two shells.

Is this still the tinkling dirt road?

His original intention was to gamble, gamble on Balu, and was reluctant to waste shells on these puppet army waste.

At this moment, Toshio Imai realized that he was wrong, and it was very wrong.

Zeng Sang had already been killed in the artillery fire just now, not only did he not save a single wounded Japanese soldier, but he also took in dozens of Imperial Cooperative Army...

"Yaga!" Toshio Imai scolded hatefully.

……

Honda Takeo heard the rumbling cannons in the direction of the stone box stronghold from afar, and immediately led the devils and the puppet army to run all the way.

However, when I saw the trucks with fire and smoke on the flat ground in front of the stronghold, as well as the corpses everywhere, my face suddenly became a little ugly.

Seeing this situation, the vanguard was shelled, all the vehicles were destroyed, and the vanguard also suffered heavy damage.

"Stop!" Honda Takeo waved his hand violently, and the puppet army stopped advancing for more than 700 days.

If you walk through the main entrance of the stronghold, you will definitely be shelled.

Takeo Honda looked around and saw that there was a path leading to the stone box stronghold, and said, "Take the path!" ”

At the moment, Honda Takeo led the devils and the puppet army from the small road towards the stone box stronghold.

"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.