At that moment, Shen Quan ordered the second battalion of the Independent Regiment and the militia to withdraw from the attack position.

The new regiment and battalion entered the assault positions, prepared for the attack, and waited for the artillery to open fire.

The terrain around the stronghold has been deliberately treated, there is no large-scale shelter, and the change of defense of the two armies is impossible to hide from the eyes of the devils.

However, the attack position was fortified with trenches and other fortifications built by fighters of the separate regiment and militia.

"Set up the mortar."

Following Zhang Dabiao's order, the fighters of the 1st battalion artillery company quickly set up 4 60-mm mortars in a hidden position in the trenches.

"Report captain, no, the Eighth Route has a new attack force."

In the cannon tower, the devil sentry hurried down the stairs to report to the devil officer.

"Nani?" The devil squadron leader's face changed, and he stepped on the stairs to the top of the turret, using a telescope to observe the situation opposite.

In the trenches on the opposite mountainside, the Eighth Route Army was originally a mixture of the Eighth Route Army and the militia, but now it has been replaced by an all-encompassing Eighth Route Army.

The opposite mountainside is about 400 meters away from the stronghold, and the bottom of the ditch in the middle is the Zhengtai Railway.

Without large-caliber artillery, it is simply wishful thinking that only four or five hundred people want to attack the stronghold.

"Squadron leader, it seems that the eighth road is setting up a mortar?" The sharp-eyed devil sentry said.

"Where?"

The devil pointed to the right front, and the leader of the devil's squadron looked there, although he couldn't see the mortar in the trench clearly, but it looked like he was setting up a cannon.

Seeing this scene, the face of the devil squadron leader sank slightly, this new eight-way actually has mortars?

"Immediately order the mortar squad to carry out artillery fire on the mortar positions of the Eighth Route ..."

The Devil Squadron Leader was there, and the sentry was ready to pause and say "Hi".

However, before the Devil Squadron Leader could finish speaking, the Devil Squadron Leader's head exploded without warning, and brains and crimson blood sprayed the Devil Sentinel's face.

The whole person of the devil sentry was confused, and he was stunned for a moment, and the squadron leader, who was still talking just now, suddenly exploded his head like a watermelon.

It was only a moment before the devil sentry heard a loud gunshot, echoing between the two hills.

The devil sentry squatted down and hidden.

The gun rang out on the other side, and the devil thought that the Eighth Route was about to attack, and the light and heavy machine guns screamed wildly.

The devil's mortar tom a few muffled sounds, and the shells fell on the new position and raised a few clouds of mud and mist.

After fighting for more than half a minute, the devil saw that the eight roads did not return fire, so he stopped shooting.

……

On the hill opposite the devil's stronghold, after killing the devil squadron leader, Zhao Gang put away the Barrett sniper rifle.

His sniper point was only about 500 meters away from the Devil's Turret.

The jagged buttress on the top of the Devil's turret was only one layer of bricks at most, and the bullets from Barrett's sniper rifle could definitely penetrate that layer of bricks and kill the Devil Sentinel.

But Zhao Gang didn't do that, the bullets of large-caliber sniper rifles are expensive, and he only snipers devil officers now.

……

In the trenches, Zhang Dabiao called the three infantry company commanders under his command to him and commanded.

"I just took a closer look, and the devil blew up the drawbridge."

"Except for the road leading from the drawbridge to the gate of the stronghold, the dirt in other places has traces of renovation, and the devils must have planted mines."

"Let's attack from the drawbridge, and at least two wooden ladders will be erected."

Zhang Dabiao's words were loud, and he promised to let the surrounding soldiers hear them.

The first battalion had fought many strongholds, so it was well prepared, and the men were well prepared, with large scissors to cut barbed wire, and the vanguard of the assault company had thick steel plates on their chests, and they wore steel helmets captured from devils on their heads.

"Wait a while, the light and heavy machine guns will stay on the position and suppress the fire."

"And mortars, where the devil machine gun is ringing, just kill it for me."

"When the attacking troops saw the sound of machine guns on the opposite side, they immediately took cover."

"We have to use the minimum cost of casualties to take down the devil's stronghold."

"Listen to my orders and prepare to attack!"

With Zhang Dabiao's order, there was a loud sound of pulling the bolt in the trench, and the commanders and fighters squatted in the trench and stared at the devil's stronghold opposite, their eyes filled with murderous intent.

In anticline positions, the mountain artillery battalion was ready.

Because of the special terrain here, the mountain artillery battalion could only fire on the anti-slope.

If you get the artillery to the top of the hill or build an artillery position on a positive slope, you are likely to be shelled by devil mortars.

Although he couldn't shoot at a straight point accurately, Li Yunlong didn't feel sorry for the shells, because Chen Feng would also reimburse him for this battle.

"One shot test shot, let's go!" On the position of the mountain artillery battalion, Wang Chengzhu's raised hand was put down suddenly.

The gunner holding the arquebus pulled back, and the barrel of the gun shook violently, and as the barrel retracted, the shells that had been stuffed into the chamber of the cannon were instantly shot out of the chamber.

This 75-millimeter shell, with a characteristic screaming sound, smashed into the stronghold from the sky and landed in the devil's stronghold, kicking up mud fog and gunpowder smoke more than ten meters high.

The artillery observers at the top of the hill calculated new firing parameters according to the observation points, passed them to the positions in sign language, and tried to make the shells hit the turrets and pillboxes.

More than ten seconds later, the group of shells arrived as scheduled, roaring like muffled thunder continuously, and the artillery fire extended wantonly, shrouding the entire devil stronghold in gunsmoke.

"Baga, how can Balu have such a powerful cannon?"

In the continuous smoke of artillery fire, the devils scolded and dodged one after another, and some devils ran into the turret, but soon the turret was hit by a shell and was directly blown up.

Not to mention the puppet army, trembling, the artillery coverage of the mountain artillery battalion directly became the last straw that crushed their camels in the past two days.

Looking at this formation, the Eighth Route is definitely going to launch a general attack!

Under artillery fire, the puppet soldiers exchanged glances with each other, and raised the muzzle of their guns three inches when they attacked from the next eight directions...

And at the moment when the devil's artillery tower was destroyed, Zhang Dabiao jumped out of the trench with three infantry companies of the first battalion at the same time and pounced towards the devil's stronghold.

In the eyes of Shen Quan and the soldiers of the independent regiment in the rear, the soldiers of the new regiment poured down like a gray flood, and after reaching the bottom of the ditch, they jumped forward at high speed like cheetahs, crossed the railroad track whose foundation was one meter above the ground, and continued to move forward.

In the course of this rapid advance, the attacking troops did not fire, and the suppression of fire was handed over to the machine guns and mortars on the positions.

After crossing the railroad tracks, the attacking force of the first battalion was less than 200 meters from the stronghold, at which point the mountain artillery battalion stopped shelling.

As the smoke of gunpowder dispersed, the surviving devils in the stronghold spotted the attacking troops, and at that moment, there were devil machine gunners with light and heavy machine guns pouring fire.

Machine gun bullets hit the chests of the fighters in the front row, making a clanging crunch, whether they were in the front row or in the back.

At the same time as the gunshots rang out, almost all of them reacted synchronously, either crawling to dodge, or rolling to dodge, and hundreds of people all lay on the ground for two or three seconds.

The ferocious fire of more than 30 light and heavy aircraft and 4 mortars on the rear position immediately poured into the machine gun fire of the devils.

The two devil machine gun firing points were quickly suppressed by the machine guns, and then the mortars knocked them out.

This scene saw that the devils in the stronghold were angry and couldn't do anything.

When the devil's fire was dumbfounded, the soldiers stood up again and continued to advance towards the stronghold.

Although a small number of them were shooting with rifles, it was obvious that the fire was suppressed, and the devil pulled the bolt of the gun and poked his head out to shoot a shot and then quickly retracted.

If you move a little slower, you will eat a shuttle machine gun bullet of the Eighth Route Army.

There was a devil's bunker that was not hit by the artillery fire of the mountain artillery battalion, and the two machine guns inside spewed long tongues of fire from the firing holes.

Hearing the sound of machine guns, the soldiers lay down again to dodge.

At this time, the attacking force of the first battalion was only 150 meters away from the stronghold.

The fire of the rear machine guns and mortars was quickly suppressed towards the Devil's Bunker.

Immediately afterwards, one of the attacking troops' bazooka group set up the Bazooka bazooka and quickly loaded the rockets.

The bazooka soldier lay on the ground and aimed at the devil's bunker, and then pulled the trigger without hesitation.

A rocket, which can be caught by the naked eye, slid its trajectory in mid-air, and flew straight into the devil's bunker on the hillside at high speed.

stopped the devil's firepower point, but it shook the valley, the ground shook violently, and the devil's bunker formed a cloud of mushroom smoke more than ten meters high in the flames!

The devils who were operating the machine guns in the bunker only felt as if something was flying towards the bunker, and they didn't have time to react at all, and they were instantly blown into minced meat in the violent explosion.

The explosion was so violent and sudden that it didn't even make a scream.

Without the protection of the bunker, the remaining devils occasionally popped up one or two firepower points, but they were suppressed in a moment.

Soon, Zhang Dabiao led a battalion of soldiers to attack the trench, built two bridges with wooden ladders, and fired a row of grenades into the stronghold.

The soldiers stepped on the improvised wooden bridge and broke into the stronghold.

There was no suspense in the next battle, and the melee Type 38 rifle was directly suppressed by more than a hundred submachine guns.

As time passed, the gunfire in the Xinzhuang stronghold gradually became sparse, and finally disappeared completely.

……

It took about a minute or two.

With the surrender of more than a dozen devils and dozens of puppet soldiers, they lined up with their hands raised and were escorted out of the stronghold by the soldiers of the first battalion.

In the distance, the soldiers of the second battalion of the independent regiment and the militia soldiers who were watching the battle were about to fall off their eyes, their mouths were slightly open, and they were stunned for a moment.

How long has it been?

Twenty minutes at most, a large stronghold was taken?

More than 400 devils and puppet soldiers in the stronghold were easily eliminated like this?

It is true that the equipment of the new regiment is indeed good, and there is a mountain artillery battalion to cover the devil's stronghold with artillery fire in advance, and there are mortars and dozens of machine guns to cover it.

However, the commander's accurate grasp of the timing of the attack, as well as his accurate judgment that entering the stronghold from other places would definitely enter the devil's minefield, and the drawbridge was the best place to enter the stronghold, was perfect.

In addition, the coordination between the rear artillery and machine gunners' firepower and the attacking troops is also quite tacit and smooth, and without more than 10 actual combat experiences and dozens of drills, this effect will definitely not be achieved.

What is even more terrifying is that after taking this stronghold with more than 400 enemies, the new regiment and one battalion will only suffer a maximum of 20 casualties.

"If, the equipment of the new regiment and the first battalion is given to the second battalion of our independent regiment, can this effect be achieved?"

Shen Quan thought to himself, and after a while, he shook his head, although his second battalion's combat effectiveness was not weak, there was a clear gap with the new regiment and one battalion.

In the final analysis, it was Regiment Commander Li who was able to obtain sophisticated weapons and equipment and sufficient ammunition, so that the soldiers of the new regiment would have enough opportunities to accumulate actual combat experience.

The more battles are won, the more veterans will survive, and the soldiers will accumulate rich experience in actual combat, and the more the troops will be able to win battles, which is a virtuous circle.

Zhang Dabiao's life is too good, right? Why didn't Lao Tzu have a head like Li Yunlong?

Although Kong Jie is also a good leader...

Thinking about it, Shen Quan was sour, how good it would be if his head was Li Yunlong.