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In a flash.

"Boom!"

The shells hit the earthen wall outside the Devil's Turret, and in the explosion that shook the ground, the smoke was accompanied by fireballs, and the smoke was filled with smoke and shrapnel.

When the smoke cleared, half of the earthen wall that the devil had built outside the turret suddenly disappeared without a trace.

Because it was fought from low to high, and the devils pulled a layer of barbed wire outside and built an earthen wall, the shells hit the earthen wall and did not hit the turret.

But after this cannon, the entire turret of the devil was all exposed to the firing range of the 150-mm howitzer.

The power of 150-mm high-explosive shells, most of the fighters of the 1st battalion have seen, so there is not much surprise.

When the cannon was tested with the devil's stronghold in Dagu Town, a shell that hit the devil's stronghold completely destroyed a small masonry turret and two small pillboxes.

However, the devils had never seen it, and the huge movement and explosion frightened the devils in the turret.

The shock wave swept towards the turret with choking smoke and sharp shrapnel, which slammed into the walls of the turret, sending out a sharp metallic trill.

Because the walls of the turret are thicker, the internal space is relatively small, and there are more than ten devils, and the inside of the turret is very crowded.

"Yaga, shoot!"

The Devil Squad Leader shouted.

The two machine guns on the first and second floors suddenly screamed wildly, and the machine gun shells poured towards the artillery position of the Eighth Route Army.

On the first floor is a light machine gun with a crooked handle, and on the second floor is a Type 92 heavy machine gun.

But it's a pity that the devil's turret is 800 meters away from the artillery position of the new regiment, and at such a long distance, the kinetic energy of the machine gun bullet is seriously insufficient, and the trajectory is very scattered, and there is no accuracy.

Moreover, each gun has a protective shield, and the bullets simply cannot hit the artillery of the Eighth Route Army.

This distance is also beyond the range of grenadiers, and the devils are not equipped with mortars.

The 150-mm howitzer had a rate of fire of 4 rounds per minute, and the artillerymen were so skilled that they quickly reloaded a high-explosive shell and aimed it at the Devil's Turret.

"Report, loaded."

"Put!"

The artillery squad leader did not hesitate to give a loud order.

The gunner, who was responsible for pulling the string, immediately pulled the firing rope.

"Boom!"

The thunderous sound of the cannon rang out again, and a scorching flame burst into the muzzle of the gun, and the wind swept by, raising a cloud of dust around the gun.

The 150mm howitzer is wild enough just by the sound of the cannon being fired and the movement when the cannon is fired.

As the saying goes, wild will make them fearful.

The shell streaked through the air and hit the Devil's turret.

According to the impact point of the first shell, the gunner adjusted the angle of the muzzle, so that the shooting elements were more accurately aimed at the center of the turret.

The second shell accurately hit the outer wall of the turret, and in the explosion that shook the ground and shook the mountain, the devil's turret suddenly burst out with a cloud of fire and smoke, and the smoke of gunpowder filled again.

When the smoke cleared, Zhang Dabiao and Yao Shangwen hurriedly raised their binoculars to look.

I saw that the location of the devil's turret hit by the cannonball fell off a large piece and sunk in, as if it had been gnawed by a dog, but the structure of the turret was still intact.

"How about it, Battalion Commander Yao, how many 150-mm shells can destroy this turret?"

Zhang Dabiao looked at Yao Shangwen on the side and asked.

Yao Shangwen squinted his eyes, pondered carefully, and said with a solemn expression: "The devil's turret is at least 2.5 meters thick, and if you want to completely destroy it, you need at least dozens of 150 mm shells." ”

The devils tried the defensive capabilities of the turrets and pillboxes when they were repairing the turrets, and the 105-mm howitzers could only leave small holes in their outer walls.

Of course, the performance of the devil's 105-mm howitzer is not as good as the 105-mm howitzer equipped with the new regiment.

However, it is enough to show that the defensive capabilities of the new bunkers and turrets of the devils this time are indeed amazing.

The 70mm Type 92 infantry gun and the 75mm mountain gun wanted to destroy it, and the difficulty increased exponentially.

However, the devils cut corners when repairing the turrets and pillboxes, and used 150mm howitzers, and if they were willing to shell, they were still able to destroy them.

Zhang Dabiao secretly thought to himself, the devil has more than 100 such pillboxes and turrets, wouldn't it cost thousands of rounds of 150mm howitzers?

"Battalion Commander Yao, we still have to attack the county seat, and we have to save some shells."

"In this way, our first battalion and your heavy artillery battalion will coordinate with the infantry artillery, and your heavy artillery battalion will cover, and I will let the infantry and flamethrowers of the first battalion go up and roast the devil."

Zhang Dabiao's eyes were sharp and he made a suggestion.

"No problem!" Yao Shangwen nodded and said, "Our heavy artillery battalion will continuously shell the devil's turret to provide artillery cover, although the shells can't hurt the devils in the turret, but the shells explode on the turret, and the devils inside will definitely not feel good." ”

The power of a 150-mm high-explosive shell is much greater than that of an explosive pack.

The shell exploded on the wall of the turret, and the shock wave was transmitted into the turret, and the devil was definitely uncomfortable.

If you're lucky, you can be shocked to death by a shock.

Zhang Dabiao walked to the offensive position of the large army of the first battalion, which was less than 600 meters away from the turret, and he handed over the task of attacking the turret to the second company and one platoon.

Zhang Dabiao said to the soldiers of the second company and one platoon:

"When we will attack, we should not just rush with our lives, but in addition to the tactics of the three-three system, we should also pay attention to close cooperation with artillery."

"After firing the cannon, move forward quickly, and look for cover to hide when the devil shoots."

"Do you get it?"

The second company and the first platoon are almost all elite veterans, about 60 people, equipped with 2 flamethrowers.

As soon as Zhang Dabiao said this, the soldiers instantly understood what he meant, and shouted in unison: "Understood! ”

"Attack!"

Led by the platoon commander, the soldiers spread out in formation, and in groups of three they moved towards the devil's turret, and the flamethrowers were protected in a safer position.

Zhang Dabiao looked at another hill, pointed to the hill, and ordered the second company commander: "Second company commander, you take people there to set up two heavy machine guns and two machine guns to cover the attack of a platoon." ”

The hill is not high, but the top of the hill is about the same level as the devil's turret, and it is about 400 meters away from the devil's turret.

Shoot at the Devil's turret from there, and you have a chance to shoot bullets or machine shells into the turret.

"Yes!"

The commander of the second company turned around and took the soldiers and weapons and headed towards the hill.

In the process of the soldiers' attack, the artillery fired another shot at the Devil's Turret, and the shell hit the outer wall of the Devil's Turret, but not at the same point.

A huge explosion suddenly came, and the smoke of gunpowder filled the Devil's Turret.

Taking advantage of the fact that the little devil was stunned by the shock wave, the soldiers of the second company and the first platoon of their feet accelerated their speed and ran towards the devil's turret.

The weight of the M2 flamethrower plus a full load of gasoline is 60 pounds.

Carried by a physically fit warrior is nothing at all for a warrior of good physical fitness.

Warriors with flamethrowers on their backs walked like a flight, with two fighters each following in a triangular formation.

Smoke shrouded in gunpowder, and the concrete on the outer wall of the turret collapsed.

After the two shots, there was no movement of the devil in the turret for a long time.

At this time, the devils' brains were buzzing, and the shells exploded on the outer wall, as if someone had taken an explosive bag and threw it at their heads.

But as the smoke cleared, the devils gradually recovered, and the devils' observers soon spotted the attacking Eighth Route Army.

"Squad leader, the Eighth Route Army has begun to attack!" The devil observer shouted loudly.

"Nani?" The leader of the devil squad was temporarily deaf from the shell, and he couldn't hear what the devil observer said.

The devil observer pointed to the observation hole, and the leader of the devil squad raised the telescope to see that the sporadic soldiers of the Eighth Route Army were attacking, and they were only less than 400 meters away from the turret.

"Baga, kill the chicken and give it!"

The leader of the devil squad roared reluctantly.

"Da Da Da!"

The devil's two machine guns screamed wildly in an instant, and the machine gun bullets fanned towards the Eighth Route Army.

However, because the formation of the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army was very scattered, and at the same time as the devil's machine gun was fired, they all found cover to hide.

Only one soldier was shot in the shoulder, the injury was not very serious, and immediately after the soldier was shot, a hygienist ran up to give a morphine injection and bandage the wound, and a soldier from behind stepped forward to fill his place.

"Yaga, here you go again!"

The leader of the devil squad held a telescope to observe, and suddenly saw that the heavy artillery of the Eighth Route was firing again, and he hurriedly moved away from the position of the shooting hole.

"Boom!"

In an explosion that shook the ground, the devils felt like their heads were going to be blown open, and it was very uncomfortable.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the soldiers of the attacking second company and one platoon advanced a few dozen meters further.

When the devil came to his senses and began shooting, the warriors again looked for cover and prostrate to hide.

……

"It's useful, but it's a waste of shells."

In the field of vision of the telescope, Zhang Dabiao watched the soldiers advance dozens of meters again, and shook his head slightly.

150 mm shells are treasures, each shell weighs more than 80 pounds, if used properly, a 150 mm shell can kill dozens of devils.

But at the moment, one shell can only allow the soldiers to advance safely for a few tens of meters, and at least a dozen shells can make the soldiers advance to the position of the turret.

Gotta find a way to save shells.

Although the artillery shells can be reimbursed after winning the battle, this is a 150 mm shell.

If it was mortar shells and 75-mm mountain artillery shells, Zhang Dabiao would not feel the slightest waste.

Zhang Dabiao's expression was solemn, and he ordered loudly: "Pass my order, the artillery company will set up the mortar and fire smoke bombs at the devil's turret!" ”

Soon, the fighters of the artillery company set up the mortars.

With a muffled sound, the screaming sound of cannonballs skimming the sky descended on the devil's turret, and then the gray-white smoke of the explosion quickly diffused, completely enveloping the entire turret, the smoke was extremely thick, and the vision was completely impenetrable.

Seeing smoke grenades fired from the first battalion, the heavy artillery battalion stopped firing.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the soldiers of the second company and the first platoon, under the order of the platoon commander, continued to move towards the devil's turret.

The smoke grenades lasted about a minute, and when the smoke was about to dissipate, the artillery of the artillery company quickly fired several more smoke grenades to make up for it.

……

Looking at the smoke outside the shooting hole, the mood of the devil squad leader suddenly sank to the bottom.

The Eighth Route Army was still equipped with smoke bombs?

And it's such a sophisticated smoke bomb!

This is a big problem!

Now the leader of the devil squad only prays that there are not many smoke bombs in the Eighth Route Army, and the smoke can quickly disperse.

But the more you are afraid of something, the more you will come, not only the Eighth Route Army has a lot of smoke bombs, but it is not the kind of smoke shells equipped by the little devils that have problems with quality and are not thick in smoke can be compared.

The Devil Squad Leader orders the Heavy to fire incessantly.

As if the sound of machine gun fire could be emboldened.

But the machine gunners of the devil couldn't see where the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army had advanced at all.

The devils did not dare to shoot out of the turret, because the Eighth Route Army could blow up a radius of dozens of meters outside the turret with only one heavy artillery high-explosive shell.

Having lost fire suppression, the fighters of the first and second platoons took the opportunity to quickly close the distance from the turret.

During this period, several soldiers were unfortunately hit by stray bullets, but most of the soldiers made it safely to the location of the barbed wire.

The warriors cut the barbed wire with wire cutters and put up the planks, and several fighters passed first, followed by the flamethrowers.

At this time, the devil's machine gun was still firing aimlessly, and he didn't know that the Eighth Route Army had touched the front.

Entering the range of the flamethrower, two flamethrowers from the first battalion and the second platoon were armed with flamethrowers and pulled the grip trigger for ignition at the devil's turret.

Suddenly.

Two fire dragons shot out from the nozzle of the flamethrower, and the fire dragon spewed out dozens of meters away in a straight line, squirting out from the devil's shooting hole.

In the next second, the devil's machine gun stopped abruptly, replaced by the devil's heart-rending screams.

After the devil's machine gun was dumbfired, the Pyro quickly walked forward to close the distance, and continuously pulled the grip trigger, so that the fire dragon could better enter the turret through the shooting hole.

Inside the jar was a new type of incendiary agent, napalm.

It's a gelatinous gasoline, and it's great because it sticks wherever it is sprayed.

Driven by high-pressure nitrogen, it can be sprayed in a straight line at a distance of 50 meters.

With this thing, the end of the Japanese rats who were huddled in the fortified turrets and bunkers and firing guns had arrived.

"Ahh Immediately afterward, more Japanese screams of all kinds came from the turret.

The napalm that is injected into it burns and flows, and the interior of the small turrets and pillboxes is the best place to exert its lethality.

A few devils opened the small door of the turret, ran out screaming, wrapped in flames, rolling on the ground and wailing in pain.

But this flame is like a maggot on the tarsal bone, no matter how the devil rolls and beats, it can't be extinguished, but it burns more and more.

A devil wrapped in flames saw the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army standing here, and wanted to rush over and hug the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army and die together, but before the devil could get closer, he was beaten into a sieve by a submachine gun.

There were all kinds of Japanese screams in the turret, and burning flames came out of the firing holes of the turret.

There were devils wrapped in flames running out of the door in a row, and the warriors had already run away, standing in the distance and quietly watching the devils who were wailing in pain.

It didn't take long for the devil's screams to subside, and a peculiar smell of barbecue mixed with gasoline spread around the devil's turret.

Looking at the charred corpses of the devils, the eyes of the warriors were full of happiness!