Chapter 66: Directional Blasting Time

October 27, 1937, 21:25 p.m.

Guan Shijie took a big sip of cigarette and glanced impatiently at the female hygienist who was wrapping his wounds.

"Hurry up and ...... next door"

scolded her fiercely, and found her box cannon with a cowhide gun strap around her neck, and rubbed the nose of the machine on her lap.

finally trembled his hands and tied Guan Shijie's wound. The female hygienist was carried by his neck by the collar, lifted into the corner of the sandbag, and yelled viciously.

"Stay."

He stood up himself, and soothed his pain with the opium in the added cigarette, seeing that all the wounded soldiers who had just been wounded were gone. There was a burst of fire for no reason, and the box gun in his hand swept towards the Japanese soldiers without stopping.

With such a dense formation, there is no fear of missing at all.

Just when he finished shooting a shuttle and wanted to change the magazine, he found that he had lost his left hand.

"Scolded the guy next door."

I simply stopped thinking about changing bullets, and simply looked around, looking for a sapper shovel or a bayonet or something.

But there was nothing, only broken bricks and tiles all over the floor.

I had no choice but to pick up a brick and was about to rush outside.

"Uncle, I'll change the bullet for you."

The female hygienist was bold enough to stand up, but Guan Shijie stepped on her shoulder with one foot and took out a shuttle from the bullet bag on her chest and threw it to her.

"Don't get up, just lie there and change."

Taking advantage of the hygienist's change of bullets, he squinted and peeked out from the side of the hole.

His heart sank, and neither the counterattack of the wounded nor his own shuttle stopped the advance of the Japanese.

They slowly approached the big hole on the first floor of the east wall again, and although they hesitated, they were completely defeated to run away at any time, but they still kept moving forward.

"Bad ......"

Looking around, the first floor of the east wall was opened not with one hole, but with a series of four large holes.

There were steel helmet mines scattered all over the ground, but there were few casualties among the minlets.

"It seems...... It's time......"

picked up a steel helmet and hung it on his chest, and spat to the side,

"It stinks, bury it...... You, get inside, I don't want on the front. ”

The little female soldier who was frightened by him argued in a whisper,

"Uncle, I can help you change the bullets."

Glancing at the stubbornness hidden in the little female soldier's eyes, Guan Shijie didn't want to scold anymore, so he only said two words in a hoarse voice,

"Hide."

With that, he raised his feet and walked out of the wall, and raised another shuttle at the devil soldiers who were surrounding.

With a bearded head, he doesn't have to aim at all, just like this, he can also ensure that the gun bites the flesh and the bullet crushes the soul.

Pulling the steel helmet thunder, he was about to bury his head in the pile of devils, when a shout suddenly came from behind.

"Get down."

Guan Shijie could hear that it was Company Commander Tao's voice, and the pistol reinforced platoon like a firefighting team on the first floor had arrived.

He lay down as he said, trying to take off the steel helmet thunder that he had been pulling from his neck. But because of the pressure of his body, he didn't pull it down, which made him a little panicked.

"Mabi's, it's not cost-effective to blow yourself up again when reinforcements come up."

"Give"

At this moment, a delicate voice sounded, and the little sanitary soldier actually came out with him. At this time, he reached out and took off the strap on the steel helmet and handed it to him.

"Stupid ......"

In the midst of the scolding, a belt that pressed through the steel helmet mine threw a heavy steel helmet mine directly into the devil pile not far away. Then he pressed the girl's head firmly to the ground with his arm.

At this time, dense gunfire rang out behind him, and 20 shots were fired in succession, and compared with the 38 rifle at a distance of 30 meters, the fire was as blazing as God's armament.

A group of devils fell in a rain of bullets, and the "boom" steel helmet mine exploded in the crowd, and a large number of Japanese marines were blown over.

At the same time, the roar of the shepherd artillery team observers was heard upstairs,

"Thirty ahead, air bombing, dropping"

Illegible grenades fell in the night, and a flame rose from the sky.

The shrapnel made a small cracking sound on the steel helmet, and Guan Shijie, who had never been afraid, was a little afraid, which soldier's grenade was thrown close, and it would blow up the little female soldier under his arm.

"Climb, climb back."

At the same time, Zhang Sixing on the roof of the building was shouting orders,

"Gunner, gunner, gunner......"

The sniper and precision shooter heard Zhang Sixing's shout and almost turned their guns together.

However, at this time, on the battlefield that had been disrupted, it was impossible to see the Japanese gunners on the gun emplacement.

The dark night gave the Japanese Marine Corps artillery the greatest cover.

"Turn on the light, turn on the searchlight for Lao Tzu, three seconds, remember to only turn on for three seconds...... I don't believe it...... Give Lao Tzu a picture of their artillery......"

Hearing Zhang Sixing's order, the soldiers of the German armor division guarding the searchlight looked at their commander,

"Look at you Mabi, Chief Zhang asked you to turn on the lights, so you turned on the lights and went to the devil artillery team to shine."

Five hundred meters is not at all illuminated by the searchlight of the German mechanic, at most it can be seen faintly.

Just as the Marines were loading their shells and preparing to bombard again, a bright searchlight suddenly came from the four rows of warehouses opposite.

Almost at the same time as the lights were turned on, the figures of the gunners of the Japanese Navy, who were a little careless because of the darkness of the night, were exposed in the light.

There are smart veterans shouting,

"Covert"

However, just three seconds of light brought a mass of death to the artillery positions of the Japanese Marine Corps.

Five hundred meters is not a long distance for a gifted sniper armed with a six-fold rifle.

Bullets whistled, and even the two mortars and two infantry guns in the four rows of warehouses were unwilling to be lonely.

The bullets harvested the lives of all the unknown gunners, and then four shells fell on the artillery position.

"It's over, how can we suppress the attack of the Four Elements Warehouse without artillery."

For infantry light weapons support, the soldiers of the Japanese Marine Corps are not optimistic, after all, the guys upstairs at night use grenades and mines the most, such weapons that no one suppresses at all.

The commanding officer of the Marine Corps, who was attacking on the ground, was about to take advantage of this moment to attack again, when suddenly a violent explosion sounded from under the three buildings in the shape of a zigzag as a support for firepower.

The earthquake trembled, and the three buildings slowly sat down like a fat woman.

The bricks and tiles of the downstairs were stimulated by explosives, scattering the shadow of death. All the people in the vicinity were either knocked down by the broken bricks or buried alive by the huge piles of masonry.

Then the explosives formed a wave of air that swept through the nearby land in a circular shape like a demonic fog in hell. In the ruins, strange screams rang out.

The machine guns, grenadiers, snipers, and headquarters that were gathered were all turned into ashes in an instant by the time bombs planted by Zhang Sixing in advance, as well as the explosives that the German mechanic division had replenished later.

At this time, the Japanese marines, who were still lying on the ground, trying to launch the final assault, were numb.

Their offensive command post was built in one of the three buildings to hide from the ubiquitous snipers.

Looking up at the monster-like building in front of him, whether they attack or not.

It doesn't matter whether they attack or not, because Zhang Sixing is going to lead the team to counterattack.