In the dark night, Xie Jinyuan followed all the soldiers, holding up the rifle in his hand and bravely pounced on the artillery position of the Shigeto Brigade. The remnants of the gunners, who had long been frightened by those strange weapons, had no will to resist at all.

In the face of those who shouted and pounced from the darkness, they did not resist at all. After all, they are artillerymen, and there is almost no decent resistance to those who rush to the front.

While running through the crowd, I saw searchlights lit up in the Japanese barracks.

This could not help but make the scalps of the charging soldiers tingle, even if they had some confidence in crushing a brigade, but in the face of the large number of infantry in the barracks, could they really pounce on them and fight with bayonets.

Even if the five tanks were still at the front, it was a Japanese barracks, so they were stupid enough to break in.

As one of the first troops to attack the Japanese on the entire Songhu battlefield, they knew very well how strong the Japanese defense line was.

It's a pity that no one slowed down, because the five tanks as the lead still kept moving forward.

Sure enough, the infantry camp, which had just been frightened by the artillery fire of the attacked artillery position, had recovered by this time, and the searchlight that had been lit first was turning.

After all, it was only eight o'clock at the moment, and not only because of the round battle, but also because of the infantry, even the infantry who did not have a combat mission had not rested.

As soon as the explosions were sounded, flashlights were lit up in the infantry battalions, when the sirens sounded in the Japanese barracks and the whistles of the officers for an urgent assembly.

Tens of seconds, really only a few tens of seconds, and the phalanxes with the squad as a unit quickly assembled.

Not only that, but the machine guns on duty arranged near the infantry barracks were roaring at this time.

The machine gunners, who saw the encounter in the artillery position, ran towards the black shadow that was coming towards the camp, and pulled the trigger regardless of it.

However, to the admiration of the Japanese soldiers, those who were storming the artillery positions did not return fire, although they wailed all over the ground, but only rushed towards the artillery positions.

It's a pity that the people who were beaten and shouted were none other than the infantry brigade that had just collapsed.

They would love to tell the machine guns who fired that Lao Tzu was their own.

It's a pity that on the battlefield in the dark night, this is something that can't be done at all.

However, at this time, the tanks that were chasing, driving, and crushing the routs behind them, and the people who were charging with bayonets behind them, did not give the rout soldiers a chance to stop and breathe and think.

The defeated Japanese soldiers could not stop at all, and they did not dare to stay at all. No one wanted to destroy under the shelling that single shot, covering more than 900 square meters.

At this moment, the hastily lit searchlight finally shone on the crowd of people who were still forcing their way towards the barracks, falling in pieces under machine-gun fire.

When the bright searchlight searched, a large area of earthy yellow black shadows.

The machine gunner who was shooting froze, how could it be that all his own people fell, and under a burst of machine gun fire, all his own people died.

"Yaga, are these guys all crazy?"

A panic welled up in my heart, killing so many of my own people, would I be shot?

However, before they could understand, "boom, boom...... Dada......"

The tank guns on the five tanks suddenly roared, and then the three machine guns on the tanks fired at the Japanese rear camp.

A torrent of bullets, passing low over the heads of the routers, landed along with the shells on the rudimentary defensive line of the infantry camp.

In the explosion, the heavy heavy machine guns and sandbag bunkers seemed to be lifted open, and the machine guns flew along with the human body.

But before the sound of the cannon fell, in the continuous machine gun sound, the sound of grenadier firing suddenly came.

It was really the sound of grenadier shots, how could they be so powerful.

The other party seemed to want to prove to them that it was really a grenadier, and it was really an explosion covering 900 square meters from the grenadier, and only after the chasing crowd did it make a "tom" sound.

The sound was shocking, it was obviously the sound of a grenadier.

But the guy with the pointed ears realized that it was not the sound of a grenadier.

However, if you want to tell the difference, it is too late.

"Boom ......"

Thirty grenades exploded together to form a large area of death, and almost all people were killed within a 900-square-meter radius.

Then dozens of grenades, dragging the bright tail flame of the night, rushed headlong into the camp of the Japanese infantry, and exploded into a piece.

The defeated soldiers, who were extremely shocked, turned around.

I originally thought that I could be protected by my compatriots by escaping into the barracks, but now I found out that those guys in the back are here to slaughter, and is there a faster way to slaughter than covering the barracks to kill.

As the rout turned around, so did the infantry following behind the tank, and their real target was the artillery position.

If it had been pressed and beaten by the artillery of the Shigedo Brigade, the four rows of warehouses would definitely not be able to hold it.

Although the infantry did not attack the Japanese infantry battalion, the tanks, the machine guns on the tanks, and the various artillery fire behind them all greeted the Japanese barracks with the maximum rate of fire.

The night sky illuminated by the flash of the explosion, and each explosion of the "Heartless Maniac Head Bomb" made the ground tremble.

Thirty neatly arranged grenadier launchers, each explosion covering several hundred square meters.

With just a few salvos, the entire Japanese barracks were completely blown up.

They began to run desperately towards the outside of the camp, as long as they were away from the terrible artillery fire, then they would be safe.

Japan is not wrong in this regard, after all, they are all home-made weapons, and the range is only a few hundred meters.

They didn't even get a fourth salvo before they ran out of range of artillery fire.

Except for the tank fire and machine guns chasing them, all other artillery fire stopped.

At this time, Xie Jinyuan, who had already rushed to the artillery position, held a rifle and pursued possible black shadows with bullets.

The soldiers behind him stuffed grenades directly into the cannon, completely destroying the cannon. There are also large groups of soldiers carrying boxes of shells, and there is always a place to use them.

Zhang Sixing, who was driving the tank, looked at everything in his eyes, and the only thing he regretted in his heart was that those bazookas should really be made into rocket launchers like Li Youtian's grenadier cluster launcher in the old cigarette bag.

There is no more suitable weapon for slaughtering infantry than such a weapon.

If there were two or three 12-barreled rocket launchers in today's night attack, it would have achieved even greater results.

After firing only five shots, Zhang Sixing and the others turned around and retreated.

After all, at this moment, it is 800 meters away from the Sixing warehouse, and it is possible to retaliate against the Japanese large-caliber artillery at any time.

Moreover, this artillery attack is a Japanese barracks, how big can a barracks be, covering three hundred meters at a time. With a reload time of ten seconds, it is a covering attack of 1,800 square meters in one minute.

Unless everyone in the barracks lived in fortified houses, such an attack would be deadly.