When the train was attacked, Masao Ono on the south turret realized that the truck he was chasing was just a decoy, and he immediately turned his gun to strafe the direction of the muzzle flame he had just seen, and shouted hoarsely at the bottom of the turret: "Flares, flares." ”

The artillery of the 92nd infantry artillery under the turret had already loaded the high-explosive shells and was adjusting the firing angle, when they heard Masao Ono's order to fire flares, they hurriedly replaced the shells with flares, and fired at the direction where they fired the cannon just now.

Flares exploded in the air, small parachutes slowly descended with flaming luminaires, and under the intense incandescent light, a truck painted with a Japanese military flag on the door could be seen moving away quickly, and Masao Ono was about to turn the muzzle of his gun, his eyes suddenly shrunk into a dangerous pinhole.

I saw a swarthy man holding a large-caliber mortar at the back of the truck, and another person was pushing a shell into the barrel.

A flash of fire flashed, and Masao Ono was horrified to find a mortar D flying in his direction.

Before he could react, the cannonball had already dragged and fell with a whistling tail only a dozen meters away from the turret, and there were two soldiers carrying the ammunition box to the pillbox, as the shell exploded, the two soldiers were instantly blown to pieces, and the bullets in the ammunition box flew all over the ground.

Xie Tian stretched out his hand and grabbed another cannonball, and yelled at Zhang Xingsheng: "Come again, Lao Tzu is out of the way, kill the devil turret for Lao Tzu." Aiming for it? ”

Zhang Xingsheng hummed heavily with his nose, how to aim when the car shook so badly, he could only aim in that direction, but no matter what, he could disrupt the rhythm of the devil and give Ge Dazhuang one more chance to escape.

"Bang", another shell whistled out, and the general direction was still aimed at the devil's turret, but this time the deviation was a bit big, and the shell whistled and flew dozens of meters away from the back of the turret.

Masao Ono's eyes were red on the turret, and he turned the muzzle of his heavy machine gun and pointed it at Xie Tian's truck and began to strafe, not caring whether the shells from the truck would hit him.

The Taisho three-year heavy machine gun has a firing range of 2,400 meters and an effective firing range of 4,000 meters.

This is the narrow road encounter, the brave wins, and whoever instigates loses.

Ono quickly ran out of a bullet shield, and the original machine gunner was now his secondary shooter, and he immediately loaded it with new ammunition.

Now Xie Tian has also become Zhang Xingsheng's secondary shooter, and when a cannonball is fired, he immediately grabs another cannonball.

The devil's 92 infantry guns and 70 mortars also found their target, and they joined the battle group without any more orders, and two 70mm shells whistled and flew away from their truck.

Ge Dazhuang's truck, which was originally used as bait, has now become the target of unmanned attacks, and Xie Tian didn't expect the devil to react so quickly and immediately launch a flare.

Now it can only be a fight.

Thank God for fighting, and Ge Dazhuang also fighting.

Ge Dazhuang saw that all the devil's firepower was transferred to chase and kill Xie Tian's car, and he slammed the steering wheel and turned a sharp turn and rushed directly towards the devil's turret.

The devils in the bunker finally found their target within range, and several bunkers opened fire almost simultaneously and swept towards Ge Dazhuang's truck.

"Ge Dazhuang, you fuck it." Xie Tian screamed and cursed as he pierced the cannonball in his hand into the barrel, his eyes blurred.

The surviving devils who climbed out of the carriage on the railroad were blinded when they saw the battlefield under the flares.

What is the situation, the truck with the Japanese military flag on the door is attacking the gun tower with the Japanese military flag, and a truck painted with the military flag of the Republic of China is attacking the stronghold without dying.

An explosion sounded, and the Republic of China truck that rushed to the devil's stronghold was hit in the fuel tank, and the gas wave set off by the explosion of the fuel tank directly overturned the truck to the ground, igniting a raging fire.

At this time, a surviving Zhongsa on the railway embankment found no officers bigger than him at the scene, temporarily took the command of the battlefield, pulled out the command knife to gather the surviving Japanese soldiers, and pointed the blade directly at Xie Tian, who was being pursued by heavy machine guns and artillery, and their truck: "Kill me, kill them!! ”

Or was he smart enough to judge at a glance that the people on this military vehicle were enemies, and the train they were on was also attacked by this military vehicle.

The surviving devils poured down the railroad on foot to pursue Xie Tian and their military vehicle, and the Japanese soldiers who were rushing to the rescue from the nearby pillboxes with buckets were frightened when they saw this, and hurriedly threw down the buckets and shouted.

The scene was so chaotic, who could hear what they were shouting.

But soon the Japanese soldiers knew what they were shouting.

Boom, boom, boom, a series of explosions exploded from the Japanese cluster, and countless stumps and broken arms flew all over the sky.

Mines buried on both sides of the railway line were detonated.

The devil who charged down only panicked for a moment, and soon stepped on the corpse of his companion and continued to rush forward without fear of death.

The Kwantung Army is the elite of the Japanese army, every soldier is a few rolls in the pile of dead people to get up, as long as the commander does not order a retreat, even if there is a mountain of swords and a sea of fire in front of them, they will pounce without hesitation, even if they fill it with corpses, they will fill up the front of the sword mountain and sea of fire.

Boom, boom, boom, explosions came and went, and pieces of Japanese soldiers were thrown into the sky and fell down like broken pockets, and even Ono Masao, who was chasing Xie Tian on the artillery tower, subconsciously stopped shooting.

The 50-meter mine belts on both sides of the railway, which had been his masterpiece, had now become a graveyard for warriors who were as loyal to the emperor as he was.

The flares gradually dimmed, but the explosion of the mines did not stop, and the night could not envelop this earthly Shura hell.

Nakasa, the devil who also rushed down the roadbed, finally realized that he had made a serious mistake, and hurriedly shouted and shouted to order the troops to stop the pursuit.

As the night returned to darkness, Ono Masao on the turret let go of the handle of the Taisho three-year heavy machine gun, knelt down facing the east, slowly drew his command knife, and said to several Japanese soldiers beside him who already knew what he was going to do but did not dare to stop him: "Carry out my last order, help me later." ”

Although Ono Masao did not know what important people were on this military train, before the military train arrived, he received a call from his superiors, ordering him to ensure that the military train passed through the Zhangzhuang section safely, otherwise he would die to thank the emperor.

Not to mention whether the big man in this military column had already died in the attack, even the hundreds of dead souls who fell on the minefield would not let him go.

Masao Ono took off his shirt to reveal his scarred upper body, clenched the handle of the command knife with both hands, and reversed the tip of the knife against his abdomen.

The so-called seppuku suicide of the Japanese is more of a form, and the vast majority of them need the people next to them to give him a good time, otherwise he may not be able to die after his stomach is cut for three days and three nights, and the pain he bears is not something that normal humans can bear.

Generally, when asking for help from others, the tip of the knife is against the abdomen, and the person who is being asked for help can already end the life of the suicide with a gun or knife, which can also make the person who commits suicide suffer less pain.

The heavy machine gunner saw that Masao Ono had finished the process, shook his head slightly, raised the Wang Yaheko in his hand and aimed it at the back of Masao Ono's head.

It's okay to die, and when you die, you can go home.

The heavy machine gunner was about to pull the trigger when a whistling shell suddenly fell from the sky and landed on the turret's waist with unmistakable accuracy.

The violent explosion directly blew up the two walls of the turret, and the upper half of the turret only shook violently, and fell to one side with a bang.

This time, Ono Masao didn't need anyone to help him, and Ono Masao, who only had half a breath left on the ground, was smashed on the head by the 55-kilogram Taisho three-year heavy machine gun barrel radiator, and the melon seeds on his head burst open like a rotten watermelon, and the red and white things sprayed everywhere like from diarrhea.

Who would have thought that as soon as the flare was extinguished, Xie Tian would immediately order a stop, and on the stable firing platform, Zhang Xingsheng immediately used the shell to tell the Japanese army: Lao Tzu is a sharpshooter.

In Dagu Town, the devil fired a flare to light up half of the sky, looking at the sky as bright as day in the distance, Tang Hao'er's heart tugged at his throat.

My big bandit, you must come back safely.

Xie Tian gritted his teeth and glanced at the burning truck in the distance, and yelled at Zhang Xingsheng: "Hit Lao Tzu, shoot all the shells you brought, and don't leave a single one." ”

Zhang Xingsheng glared at him and adjusted the angle of fire without saying a word, and fired cannonballs one after another.

70 shells were gone, and 60 guns were replaced, and several targets in the south turret took turns to blow up the derailed train.

Didn't there be so many devils rushing forward just now, Lao Tzu fulfilled you and sent you back to your hometown.

Zhang Xingsheng and several gunners opened fire and sent the anger of the Chinese with shells.

At this time, Li Changshun, who took the initiative to act as a guard, quickly climbed into the truck and shouted at Xie Tian: "Regiment leader, look over there, what is that?" ”

Xie Tian hurriedly turned his head to look, and saw a few lights looming in the field in the distance, his expression changed slightly, and he hurriedly raised the telescope, and saw the outline clearly through those lights, and blurted out in shock: "It's a devil tank." ”

The sophomore, who was shrunk in the corner of the truck compartment, said timidly: "I'm going to report to you later, this afternoon the devil drove three tanks from Taiyuan, it seems to be called an eight-nine tank, you said let me go back and talk about it......

Now Xie Tian didn't have the heart to talk to the second child of high school, he swooped over the car and landed on the pedal, shouting at Qin Fen in the driver's seat: "Sit inside, I'll drive." ”

Qin Fen hurriedly moved out of the way, and Xie Tian shouted, "It's all secure." ”

The car swooped out.

During World War II, the tank unit of the Japanese army was known as the king of Asian land warfare, but it was not something that Xie Tian could deal with with a few mortars with a few people now, not to mention that Xie Tian ordered the artillery platoon to shoot all the shells in anger just now, and now there are few shells left.