The first rocket hit, but failed to blow up the turret.

But the second and third rockets followed, hitting the huge turret.

Although the fourth rocket missed the target, in the repeated violent explosions, a big hole was blown out of the devil's turret, and the devil inside did not move.

"Hit!"

Looking at the devil's turret that was silent, the corners of Wang Yousheng's mouth turned up.

"Wang Yousheng, well done!"

The squad leader looked Wang Yousheng up and down, and patted him on the shoulder with a satisfied expression.

Wang Yousheng threw the bazooka to the deputy shooter, picked up the submachine gun and prepared to rush towards the turret, and the squad leader hurriedly grabbed him: "Wait a minute, shoot another rocket." ”

The squad leader, who is experienced in combat, naturally knows the insidiousness of the devil.

He said to Wang Yousheng: "Wang Yousheng, you come to fight!" ”

"Yes!"

Wang Yousheng carried the bazooka, and the deputy shooter brought a rocket to load into the barrel, and then quickly connected the wire.

He got down on one knee, and pulled the trigger on the turret aimed at the devil.

The rocket streaked through the air and hit the devil's turret below, accompanied by a loud bang.

The rockets entered through the hole in the turret and exploded inside the turret, and the flames and smoke burst out from the firing hole.

Even if there are still devils who are not dead, they are basically dead in the explosion at this time.

The squad leader's eyes when he looked at Wang Yousheng changed from satisfaction to appreciation, and his eyes narrowed.

There's something about this kid!

When the second rocket was fired, the flare had not been extinguished, but the light had dimmed, so Wang Yousheng still used a bazooka to shoot the rocket through the hole.

The last time he hit a bazooka was so accurate, he had seen it with his own eyes in the battle against Yushe County.

Wei Dayong of the Sword Squadron shot rockets through the shooting holes of the large pillboxes of the devils.

Could it be that Wang Yousheng, this kid has the talent to become the king of special forces?

The squad leader looked Wang Yousheng up and down a few times, and his expression became more and more satisfied, if Wang Yousheng can become the king of special forces, it is not only the honor of Wang Yousheng, but also the honor of the entire class.

On the other side, the machine gunners continued to fire at the devil's turret, and after fighting for a while, seeing that the devil did not return fire, the squad leaders ordered to stop firing.

Under the order of the platoon commander, the soldiers stood up, carefully maintained the battle formation with their weapons, and moved towards the devil's turret.

The soldiers entered the outside of the turret from the drawbridge, looking at the turret that had been blown to pieces, but the outline and shelves were still there, and their eyes were surprised, the rocket was so powerful?

Several recruits cautiously entered through the hole and through the door with semi-automatic rifles.

But soon, these recruits ran out with guns, and the soldiers were taken aback, could it be that there were still devils in it who had not been eliminated?

When the recruits ran out, they vomited on the ground, some retching, some actually vomiting.

The veteran squad leaders and platoon commanders have long been surprised, while the recruits are curious about what their comrades see inside.

At that moment, the recruits walked into the turret with flashlights, but soon like the previous recruits, they ran out and vomited there.

Inside the turret, stumps and broken arms are everywhere, people's intestines and flesh are hung on the inner wall of the turret, and it is difficult to buckle down, and the scene is extremely bloody and brutal.

The recruits had never seen such a scene, and many of them couldn't help but vomit.

Of course, there are also ruthless people among the recruits, such as Wang Yousheng, who walked into the turret and came out like a nobody.

A platoon commander entered the turret and carried out the body of a devil whose foot had been blown off, and even the devil's chest was pierced by sharp shrapnel.

"All bayonets!"

The platoon commander placed the devil's body on the ground, met his eyes with the other platoon commander, and then shouted at the recruits.

Tonight, all the troops of the new regiment are attacking the devils, so there is no need to worry about the arrival of the devil's reinforcements.

The recruits did not know why, but they obeyed the order, took their bayonets from their waists, mounted them in front of the semi-automatic rifles, and then fixed them.

"Every recruit, stab the corpse of a devil!"

The platoon commander glanced at the recruits and gave a loud order.

The recruits were stunned and didn't step forward, and the platoon commander kicked the recruits in the front row in the ass with his foot, and the recruit stepped forward and stabbed the devil in the abdomen with his eyes closed.

"Next!"

Wang Yousheng was very active, pulled out the short knife from his waist, stepped forward quickly and plunged the short knife into the devil's chest, and then pulled it out reluctantly.

He looked at the recruits, his eyes proudly stepping aside.

Immediately after that, the recruits stepped forward one by one to stab the devil and plunged a bayonet or short knife into the devil's body.

Although the Eighth Route Army had a policy of preferential treatment of prisoners, it did not have a policy of preferential treatment of the corpses of devils.

When the platoon commander and squad leader were still recruits, regiment commander Li Yunlong ordered this method to exercise the courage of the recruits.

The feeling of stabbing a person with a knife is not the same as the feeling of stabbing an animal, even if it is the corpse of an enemy, this way can greatly eliminate the fear of the enemy in the recruit.

Let the recruits know that the devil does not have three heads and six arms, and he will still die if he is shot by a gun, hit by an explosion, or stabbed through with a bayonet.

In tonight's battle, most of the recruits just join in the fun, and it is the bazooka soldiers who really kill the devils, which can effectively and greatly eliminate the fear of the enemy of the recruits.

Not long after, the devil's body was pierced into a blood honeycomb.

And after stabbing the devil, the recruit's eyes gradually changed, and his gaze became more solid and firm, revealing a trace of killing intent.

The two platoon commanders inadvertently glanced at each other, and they both saw a touch of relief in each other's eyes.

This group of recruits, after tonight, although there is still a big gap with the veteran elite, they are no longer recruits who have never been on the battlefield.

They will definitely become a nightmare for devils on the battlefield in the future!

On the right side of the road, the devil's bunker was pierced, and the fighters of the two platoons did the same process under the orders of the company commander.

In mortar positions.

Lu Yingjun looked at the watch in his hand, and it had been almost half an hour since the fire was fired.

A pillbox or turret like this, replaced by a company of the main battalion of a new regiment of the same number, can be wiped out in a maximum of 15 minutes.

If you change to a sword squadron, you can end the battle in a maximum of 5 minutes.

However, in half an hour, for this group of recruits who went to the battlefield for the first time, it was already a good performance, and it did not disappoint Lu Yingjun.

At that moment, Lu Yingjun used a walkie-talkie to order a quick cleanup of the battlefield.

There was nothing to clean on the battlefield, the guns, ammunition and food in the turret were almost all blown up under the explosion of rockets, and the Eighth Route Army had no obligation to collect the corpses of the devils.

After a brief cleaning, Lu Yingjun quickly withdrew with his troops.

Not long after the withdrawal of the main force, the guerrillas of the Eighth Route Army and comrades from the local government entered the nearby village of Changzhuang to do ideological work for the common people in the village and persuade them to move to the base area.

The devil's turret and pillbox were destroyed by the Eighth Route Army, and all the devils were killed.

Once the devil can't find the eight roads or dare not find the eight roads, the crazy devils will most likely slaughter the village to vent their anger.

Under the mobilization of the guerrillas and local government comrades, the common people in the village dragged their families and families overnight into the base area of the Eighth Route Army to settle down.

……

At noon the next day.

Zhaojiayu Village, the new regiment headquarters.

"Report to the Captain!"

Chief of Staff Wang Dehou held the statistical results in his hand and smiled:

"Last night's results are out!"

Li Yunlong was staring at the map and thinking, when he heard Wang Dehou's voice, he raised his head and asked, "Speak!" ”

"Yes!" Wang Dehou picked up the paper and read: "Last night, the units of the new regiment attacked the enemy as a company, destroying a total of 51 Japanese artillery towers and 35 pillboxes, and according to incomplete estimates, killing more than 1,000 devils. ”

Li Yunlong's eyes lit up slightly.

The results were even greater than he had imagined.

Last night, seven divisions, the main infantry battalions, and artillery battalions launched an attack on the blockade line of the devils in companies, and the main targets were the artillery towers and pillboxes of the devils.

In his expectation, it would be good to be able to kill 50 turrets and bunkers on the first night, but he didn't expect that there would be more than 30 more than he expected.

After all, this time it was a reinforced concrete turret and a pillbox built by the devils.

But obviously, Li Yunlong still underestimated the power of the Bazooka bazooka.

Two 20-mm guns for a pillbox or turret, or two Bazookas, or two 82-mm mortars, this is the price that Li Yunlong negotiated with Chen Feng a few days ago, and the price is twice as much as when he was in the southeast of Shanxi.

In the southeast of Jin, the price of a pillbox or turret was 1 machine gun or 1 bazooka, or 2 60 mm mortars, and 3 machine guns according to the count.

But this time, the devils built all the reinforced concrete turrets and pillboxes around the new regiment base area.

Generally, the difficulty of fighting this kind of turret and bunker is several times greater than that of the masonry bunker and turret in the southeast of Jin, so the price is naturally different.

But for the new regiment, it's a matter of a few rockets, and if a few rockets aren't enough, then a few more.

"How many casualties?" Li Yunlong asked.

"The casualties are acceptable!"

Each sub-district was equipped with a radio station, and each unit immediately reported the number of devil turrets and pillboxes destroyed to the regimental headquarters:

"Forty-nine warriors were sacrificed, one hundred and six were wounded, of which seventeen were seriously wounded!"

"However, very few were seized, only more than 60 guns and more than 2,000 rounds of ammunition."

"Seizures are less expected." Li Yunlong nodded.

Last night, in addition to the Bazooka, 75-mm mountain guns and 105-mm howitzers were used.

What's more, with 172 machine guns in hand, Li Yunlong didn't look down on the devil's weapons and ammunition at all.

There are more machine guns, and machine guns can be used as heavy machine guns on the battlefield.

That power, tsk.

"Captain, do you want to continue tonight?"

Wang Dehou put away the paper, looked at Li Yunlong and asked.

Li Yunlong stared at the map, judging from the map, he had killed almost one-third of the bunkers and turrets next to the roads and roads in the three surrounding counties last night.

"Of course we have to keep doing it!"

Li Yunlong stared at the map, and his tone was unquestionable: "However, after tonight, I will stop and see the devil's reaction, if the devil rebuilds the turret and bunker, then wait for the devil to repair the turret and bunker before continuing to do it." ”

Wang Dehou's eyes lit up: "Commander, are you going to cut the devil's leeks?" ”

"That's right!"

Li Yunlong nodded, and smiled: "That's what I did in the southeast of Jin, I stopped when I got rid of the strongholds and turrets along the highways and railways, and I didn't intervene when the devils repaired the turrets and strongholds, and then continued after the devils repaired the turrets and strongholds." ”

"Otherwise, why has the brigade commander robbed so many times, and our new regiment is still rich?"