Chapter Ninety-Seven: The Danger of Falling

Infantry fortresses were set up one by one, and although the sniper Zhang Changlin was still lying quietly on the ground, his hands were tightly gripping the handles, and the mud and sand leaking from the sandbags that had leaked through the bunker.

At this moment, three firepower bases that have been directed towards the four rows of warehouse buildings and spewed out tongues of fire have been built. Heavy machine guns, light machine guns, and grenadiers fired at the four rows of warehouses without stopping.

In the morning light, the red ballistics were intertwined like rain, and the smoke of the ammunition of the grenadier canisters that exploded from time to time filled the air with the yellow-green poisonous gas.

It is a pity that in the artillery base 800 meters away, the muzzles of the 25-mm anti-aircraft guns rang out from time to time with rhythmic "click-click" and the sound of firing in a group of five rounds.

Unlike the almost incessant sound of fire from heavy machine guns, the fire from anti-aircraft guns was heavier and more violent.

The cannons in the warehouses of the four rows did not fail to fire back, but after only a few shots, they were suppressed by the opponent's anti-aircraft guns.

In particular, the gunners, who have only undergone simple training, will not be able to hit targets at a slightly farther distance.

And those anti-aircraft guns also did not give them multiple opportunities to open fire, and as soon as the fire of the counterattack was detected, they were immediately subjected to continuous fire from several anti-aircraft guns.

"Damn anti-aircraft guns."

While cursing in his heart, his dark eyes stared through the scope at the anti-aircraft gun that constantly spewed tongues of fire.

Even in the sniper scope, the target at a distance of 800 meters is pitifully small. But when there is yellow-green smoke everywhere around, this is Zhang Changlin's only option.

Yes, his snipers had to suppress the anti-aircraft fire, so the defenders in the warehouses of the four rows would not last long.

"Pass down, anti-aircraft guns with scopes."

The sniper hand not far away didn't move, and even if he shouted, he still didn't have the slightest movement, including the gilly suit on his body.

Although when Zhang Sixing first told them how the sniper moved, everyone didn't quite understand. But after yesterday's battle, the surviving sharpshooters, while consciously abiding by them, told each new sharpshooter those simple rules.

"Phew"

Someone fired.

Zhang Changlin stared at the anti-aircraft artillery position with a noisy "click" shooting sound.

"Alas"

Starting with anti-aircraft shooting, he had already organized several attacks by snipers. However, it is a pity that the number of shots at the gunners of anti-aircraft guns was pitiful.

"Woo Woo ......"

Several more gunshots rang out nearby, but unfortunately they still failed to hit the anti-aircraft gunners.

No longer pinning his hopes on others, Zhang Changlin's dark eyes were firmly fixed on the location of the anti-aircraft gunner.

Through the sixx mirror, he could clearly see that a gunner was holding a cannonball to be loaded into the magazine, he held his breath, and then exhaled gently......

"Phew"

The gunshots rang out, and to Zhang Changlin's disappointment, the gunner had already pressed in the shells, and then the anti-aircraft guns continued to "click, click, click" and spray shells at the four rows of warehouses.

Chief Zhang, when will you be back?

While sighing in his heart, he couldn't help but complain that the newcomers Cao Zijin and Lu Feizhang were useless, and they couldn't even look at a captive.

If they weren't so useless, would the little devils be so rampant right now?

Just as he was thinking to himself, a large number of Japanese marines suddenly appeared from behind the three firepower bases that had just been built to suppress the fire of the Sixing warehouse.

Unlike previous attacks, this time they charged with tools on their backs under fire suppression.

Seeing this situation, Zhang Changlin turned around and shouted downstairs,

"Attention, the devils have attacked."

With a roar from him, the people in the Sixing warehouse, who had been struggling to endure the artillery fire, suddenly began to fight back.

"Tom ......"

Heavy machine guns from the British fired long tongues of fire at the charging Japanese soldiers.

The power of the heavy machine guns can be clearly seen from the rooftop, and a single bullet flies past, often hitting several people.

Not only that, but at this time, two tanks in the corner downstairs began to wield.

Their location, coupled with the rotatable turrets, made it easy to completely cover the east, west, and south sides of the four rows of warehouses.

Because of its armor coverage, it doesn't care about the opponent's light fire attack at all, and even because of the location of the arrangement, it is outside the range of the opponent's fire attack.

Zhang Changlin saw with his own eyes that a large number of Japanese soldiers fell on the way to charge.

However, what he did not expect was that the Japanese soldiers, despite the stormy fire, had no intention of stopping.

This time the Japanese Marines dispatched six tanks, and the infantrymen hid behind the tanks and endured the fire of the four rows of warehouses.

They ran forward, barely a hundred meters, and then fell to the ground. And then with everything that can be hidden, cover yourself.

For example, dragging the corpse of a Marine who died in battle the day before to cover himself.

It's a pity that there are often treacherous mines under those corpses.

After dragging the corpse, one by one was immediately struck by bullets and lightning bolts, and several ropes were attached to the steel helmet, which immediately activated other mines in the vicinity.

"Peng Peng"

With a few muffled sounds, one by one the steel helmets were sprayed into the air, and then bursts into fireballs.

As shrapnel flew from the air into the ground, a scream was heard from among the Japanese marines.

This can't be stopped, this kind of thunder jump can't be prevented, and there is no way to dodge. For the Japanese, who only know how to play light infantry, it is the biggest nemesis.

Its principle is actually similar to that of air-dropped "cluster bombs", because "consular bombs" are air-blown shotguns, which can cause great damage to people on the ground, and were banned by international conventions after the war.

Moreover, of course, these tricks were not laid by Zhang Sixing, but the result of the old cigarette bag Li Youtian carrying forward the mine-laying techniques taught to him by Zhang Sixing.

Unfortunately, although there were mine formations to block the Japanese charge, this time the Japanese army obviously did not rush to the end.

Instead, fire bases and forts were built every fifty meters, and it was difficult to prevent the construction of these bases when the four rows of warehouses were under constant attack by gas bombs and anti-aircraft guns.

Of course, the Japanese also paid a huge price, but almost all of them had to endure poison gas and artillery fire while watching them complete their mission.

The tanks then moved on, and the infantry of the Japanese marines who followed behind continued to approach.

Despite the many casualties, the Japanese marines clearly moved on with the determination to inevitably capture the Sihang warehouse.

At the same time, the people behind were using building wreckage and sandbags to build a trench system to give a panoramic view of the battlefield.

If this situation does not improve, in less than a day at most, 4,000 warehouses will inevitably be captured.

After all, no matter how ferocious the firepower is, no matter how clever the attack is, when the troops can move to the door of the Sixing warehouse at a very small cost.

Then whoever was defending the Sixing warehouse would not be able to face the attack of thousands of Japanese soldiers without losing.