The triangular steel shield gave the Japanese soldiers a great sense of security, and the bullets fired from the upper floors fell on the triangular steel shield, making a "dangdang" sound.

And the soldier with the shield can clearly hear the "chirping" sound of the bullet as it is slid away by the tilted steel.

This was reassuring, except that the shield was heavier and had to be carried by two people.

As the soldiers marched forward with their heavy shields, they thought to themselves with satisfaction:

The man who invented such a shield was a genius, and it was satisfying to hold such a shield in the event of an attack on the city.

Equipment that can be protected from damage on the battlefield will always appeal to soldiers who are always worried about their lives.

On the slow-moving Type 97 medium tank in front, machine guns and artillery rang out non-stop, and 57-millimeter shells flew towards the building in a large cloud of smoke.

At this time, the fire points on both sides of the building, consisting of two tanks, began to threaten.

Unfortunately, the scissor-like bullets that crossed at an angle, landed on the steel shields with their spikes, and were still slid to the side, unable to inflict more damage on the large group of infantry.

"Boom ......"

Two fortress-like tanks in the corner of the building fired, but instead of falling on the Japanese tanks, as others thought, the shells fell on the infantry group.

In the violent explosion, the steel shield flew up with the people in the artillery fire. The person who was hit by the bomb flew into the sky, like a rag doll that had been torn out, and one leg was gone.

Wars and battlefields have always been bloody, and no one can hide this.

But such a blow could not break the confidence of the Japanese soldiers at all, and those behind immediately stepped forward and blocked the gap created by the shelling with new shields.

Two hundred meters, at this time, the hearts of the attacking Japanese soldiers became nervous, because more bullets came and more artillery sounded.

At the same time, they have always been full of confidence to stop firing from covering artillery fire, and 200 meters on the battlefield is a dangerous distance for artillery fire, and those covering artillery fire may fall on their own heads at any time.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

Six artillery shots rang out from the building, two of which were mortars.

Eighty-two mm mortars, this is definitely the last thing Japanese soldiers like to hear in China.

This 81-millimeter mortar, which was copied from the French Blund 11930 model, suppressed the Japanese 81 and 90-millimeter mortars in terms of range and rate of fire throughout the War of Resistance Against Japan.

Six shells in a row smashed into the skirmish line where the Japanese infantry were advancing, and to the horror of the Japanese infantry, the shells of these cannons were a little different from what they expected.

The first explosion is easy to understand, but then the four explosions that followed were what the hell.

The explosions were a bit of a mess, but the massive amount of metal fragments flying in the air after the explosions still caused great suffering to the Japanese infantry.

However, the same was true of their resistance, and the blow of a few shells during the attack was not enough to break their soldiers.

More soldiers picked up the triangular steel shields underground, and the two of them struggled to hold them forward.

"Boom ......"

Not far away, a steel helmet mine exploded, but the shrapnel it ejected could no longer penetrate those steel shields.

The Japanese soldiers who smelled the stench on the battlefield were delighted, and before they arrived, they had heard that the defenders of the Sixing Warehouse had used a kind of "cripple maker" mine made of steel helmets on the battlefield, which emitted a foul-smelling "cripple maker".

Disputes between the branches of the military will certainly continue to the lower levels.

But looking at the wounded who were injured and about to be amputated, the army soldiers still had a kind of sadness for the death of rabbits and foxes.

Similarly, looking at the army soldiers in front of them, who had never suffered a loss, they were about to suffer the kind of steel helmet mines that were privately called "cutting off children and destroying grandchildren", and the infantry of the Marine Corps also told them what might happen.

They were also told that the dangerous mines could be sprayed sideways, or they could be shot down into the sky.

Seeing that a large number of crippled mines had been created, which were blocked by heavy shields, the soldiers of the army were sincerely grateful to their commanders for making these shields.

However, before he could be happy, suddenly there was a "bang" from under his feet, and then he saw the soles of his suede boots bend upwards at a strange angle.

This is another type of mine that the soldiers call "nasty", it is not fatal but it takes two people to carry it to injure one, but the person who has been hit by this mine is lucky because he can go home.

Fortunately, the mines in front were almost wiped out by the marines, and after entering a hundred meters, the bullets fired from the building became more and more dense.

However, the triangular steel shield still has the power to keep ordinary soldiers, even if a few steel helmet mines are jumped at this time, the steel shield raised in time can effectively reduce the number of wounded.

Until......

"㘗㘗"

A bright whistle sounded on the roof of the Sixing Warehouse, and a group of people who had been safely hiding in the sandbag bunker on the south side of the roof ran towards the north side of the building.

They work in pairs, the one in front of them carries a bamboo pipe, and in front of them is a big warhead.

Some of the people in the back were holding a cigarette and some were holding a rope, but no one was holding a match, and they all knew that it was not safe when it was windy. The closer they were trained to get to the north side of the building, the lower their posture became.

At this time, the covering fire from the upper floor also became more and more intense, and they were all fired in a volley at the Japanese fire base 300 meters away.

This was inherited by the Shigeto Brigade from the Japanese Marines, where heavy machine guns, light machine guns, and grenadiers were deployed. However, they don't usually shoot, and as a small weapon, their main role is to suppress the snipers on the rooftops.

Sure enough, the sniper on the roof of the building, who had been hiding all this time, suddenly attacked the fire base.

Immediately, the firepower base was like who's magic sleeves waved, and the light formed by countless tracer bullets instantly spread across the battlefield. Shoot over the heads of the frontal attacking infantry and go straight to the top of the building of the four-row warehouse.

"Watch out for the devil's snipers, start with grenadiers......"

Zhang Sixing shouted as best he could, as the top of the relatively safe building, it was the most vulnerable to snipers and grenadiers.

At the same time as he shouted, the man carrying the bamboo pipe running from behind him, some of them were so nervous that they forgot to lower their posture, and they were hit by a sudden bullet and fell to the ground as they ran forward.

Immediately, a soldier rushed out from behind, quickly carrying the bamboo pipe and crawling forward.

As they approached the edge of the building, grenades from grenadiers, which were fired more ferociously, fell.

"Attention, grenadiers ......"

While shouting, Zhang Sixing quickly moved his battle position with his head in his hands, and plunged into the sandbag bunker.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

A group of grenadiers, like grenades, exploded on the rooftops of the four rows of warehouses.

The fire of the hated sniper on the roof immediately decreased, and the attacking Japanese infantry downstairs raised their guns and began to cheer.

In a short period of time, they wanted to storm the "abominable building of the devil" that the Marines called "the devil's hateful building."