"Bastard, asshole...... Where are the searchlights, the anti-aircraft guns, find out those hateful Hellhawks and knock them out......"

Looking at his artillery position, Gu Shou was furious. In front of me, I seemed to see that the "Four Elements Demon King" was looking at him and sneering, as if to say,

"Little devil, you don't even have a cannon, let's see what you have to capture Lao Tzu's position."

Following Tani's orders, searchlights and anti-aircraft machine guns swept around the night sky.

Yet on such a night, they found nothing.

The reason is simple, the clouds are too low tonight. Hansen, who had completed the bombing, had already taken his delta wing and burrowed into the low-hanging clouds. As for directions, that's a problem that a compass can solve.

Looking at the raging flames on the position of his artillery, Gu Shoufu's lips trembled. Holding the hilt of the command knife hanging from his side. Loosen and clench at one moment, like a child who is overwhelmed in the face of danger.

Although he knew where the enemy was, he also knew that he could call in the help of heavy artillery as long as he reported the coordinates. However, during the attack on Jinling, the heavy artillery allocated to the western attack group had already been destroyed by Zhang Sixing's men.

Even the Jing'an army and gunners who protected the artillery team all left in one pot.

Looking helplessly at the searchlights sweeping under the clouds, he knew that his only hope was to call the air force to bomb after dawn.

And now, the only thing he counted on was the infantry, who were attacking enemy positions under the cover of tanks.

Fortunately, the assault force at the head of the tank, by this time had reached the edge of those hateful, barbed wire.

At this time, from the dark position, some grenades flew out and landed near the tank. In vain, there was a roaring explosion, but the exploding fireballs and debris did no harm to the tank at all.

There was no pressure on the tracks to run over the barbed wire, and it was not difficult for the tracks to withstand the nail mines that could break the soles of the infantrymen's feet.

With the sound of bullets and mines exploding, the Japanese tanks kept moving forward. It is a pity that the armored car can only take up the task of machine gun cover. Because those nasty bullets and mines will knock through the tires.

As the tanks broke through into enemy lines, bamboo ladders were pushed down from the wagons. Then the infantry jumped out of the wagon, and began to tidy up the bamboo ladders, which were quickly tied to the ladders with wooden planks.

At this time, Tani admired those infantrymen, who were able to carry out such complex work in the enemy's minefield.

But then there was a sad scene, a dense grenade thrown in the darkness fell near the carriage, and one of the grenades caused the cart blaster to detonate.

A huge fireball rose up, and the entire carriage was blown to pieces. The people and ladders and other equipment above were blown up without a trace.

"I saw it, I saw it, I brought too many blasting canisters to save trouble. Fortunately, there is a bit of distance from the tank, otherwise the tank would have been blown up. ”

Grenades, abominable grenades, abominable "Four Elements Demon King".

All the Japanese officers present cursed in their hearts, cursing the "Four Elements Demon King".

On the Songhu battlefield, the Guo army's imitation German-style Gong grenades were so merciful that as long as they did not nearly explode, they would be stunned at most. But now, much smaller and more portable than Gong grenades, the porcelain grenade shoots out a large number of metal fragments as soon as it explodes. Even twenty meters away, those fragments can hurt people.

These shoddy grenades are not much different from the Gong grenades of the past, the same hair pulling mechanism, but it is too cheap and too numerous.

What's even worse is that some of the "dirt eggs" are filled with stones at all. So, those things appeared like an avalanche on the battlefield of Jinling.

In any of the city's seized ammunition dumps, there were thousands of baskets of them. Who could believe that it was actually packed in a rattan basket, and it was just a so-so pad of straw inside.

What's even worse is that that kind of thing can easily be set up with a mine.

Entering Jinling City, there have been many cases in the ammunition accumulation field, because the tricky mines arranged by those "soil eggs" grenades have detonated the entire ammunition accumulation field, causing a large number of casualties.

Of course, a tactical weapon cannot change the strategic defeat, and the fall of Jinling City is a foregone conclusion.

But what it changed was the way the soldiers fought in China, even now that the tanks had rushed in. Probably afraid of the tanks, in the holes where the soldiers were hiding, no one showed their heads, so they kept throwing grenades forward without a goal.

Aren't they worried about throwing the grenade out in a moment?

The Japanese officers were not worried about this matter, and when the logistics battalion, which had long been accustomed to supplying such "earthen bombs," they would lift the edge of the rattan basket and pour it directly into the hole of the individual soldiers.

In the binoculars of the Japanese officers at the head of the city, the tank units rushed into the barbed wire. Tank guns spray tongues of fire, as do machine guns.

Then the tanks stopped, and on the wooden ladder the infantry began to advance in a direction.

At this time, the tank was still about fifty meters away from the front individual pothole, and the most it received was a non-stop bombardment of grenades.

Obviously, those grenades, which are not very powerful, have almost no effect on the tank.

Poor for the infantry, however, could only advance one by one as they ran forward along the wooden ladder. As soon as there were a little more people, the Czech machine gunners who seized the opportunity "suddenly" sent a few bursts of fire.

"Such a front is not for defense, it exists for the purpose of killing."

In just a few minutes, hundreds of infantry who rushed from the wooden ladder fell, and for a while, no one dared to rush up again.

Because everybody knows that the place is full of those little mines that have been converted from bullet casings. Even if they rushed forward, they would not have had a chance to fight the enemy's infantry with bayonets, let alone drive those soldiers out of those pits.

Fortunately, the infantry, who were a hundred meters away from the pothole, had already cleared the barbed wire fence that was sticking to the ground with the blasting hole they carried.

This gave hope to the Japanese officers at the head of the city, for if the barbed wire was destroyed, the infantry would be able to charge, and with bayonets they would be able to drive away the hateful ones who were hiding in the holes and throwing grenades.

It's a pity that the soldiers of the Sixth Division have been dealing with the subordinates of the "Four Elements Demon King" for too short, and they don't understand how they fight.

Just as the soldiers began to break down the barbed wire fence with blasters, suddenly several muffled sounds were heard from the position.

"Tom Tom"

"Heartbreaker ......"

The Japanese officer who knew the goods shouted, and everyone in the city was cold for a while because of this title.

With a few firing sounds, a porcelain grenade descended from the sky, and below was the infantry who were blocked there, helpless against the "Voldemort" barbed wire fence protected by bullet mines.

As the hordes of clay porcelain grenades landed on the crowd and exploded into fireballs above their heads, the Japanese officers at the head of the city froze.

"Could it be that those dirt eggs are equipped with altimeters, otherwise how did they achieve air bombing?"