Boom Boom!

The two sides that were about to fight, whether it was the new regiment or the infantry brigade of Sakata, were interrupted by a sudden artillery attack.

The completely defenseless devil was instantly stunned.

In fact, the devil's infantry heard the sound of artillery, but most of them just felt that their own artillery had launched artillery fire on the enemy.

Many of them just scolded these Venerable people in their hearts, and didn't care about the safety of their feet men.

As for the artillery of the Eighth Route Army?

Don't joke, if the Eighth Route Army on the opposite side had artillery, it would have knocked out the command headquarters of the head of the family a long time ago.

The quality of the devils in this era is still very good.

As soon as they were bombarded, the junior officers began to organize the infantry to avoid the artillery and tried to contact their own artillery to attack the opponent's artillery positions.

But soon!

Another round of artillery fire fell.

This time, the devils were not so lucky, and the shooting parameters of this round of artillery fire were accurate as if they had been corrected.

The devil's infantry suffered heavy losses, and it was really lucky that they were on the side of the Eighth Route Army.

A few kilometers away, on the artillery position of the 386th Brigade of the 129th Division, the brigade commander looked distressedly at the artillery shells that had been left and had now been emptied.

"Li Yunlong, dog, you have to come back alive!"

As long as there is any slowness on the battlefield, it will fall into passivity.

In particular, their opponent is Li Yunlong, a person who does not miss any opportunity.

Compared with the shock of the devil, Li Yunlong only thought about it for a while and understood what the situation was now.

The 771st Regiment and the 772nd Regiment did not have artillery in charge, and the only closest thing to support him was the brigade commander.

But that's all there is to the brigade's family background, and the next thing is to rely on yourself.

Thinking of the brigade commander's scolding but caring appearance on weekdays, even a tough guy like Li Yunlong was moved.

These thoughts were only fleeting, and the new regiment soon reorganized itself to attack.

"Comrades, the brigade commander can only help us get here, and the rest is up to us."

"Take the head of this old devil Sakata and give it to the brigade commander, and the new regiment will attack!"

Da Da... Da-da-da-da

The light machine gun fire of the commandos resounded incessantly on the mountain roads.

The skilled machine gun shooter has a stepped attack to hit the effect of a heavy machine gun, and the dense bullets hit the devil at the very front.

At this time, it was a time of life and death for both sides, and the devil's machine guns began to fire back.

One by one, the little devils obeyed the command of the detachment leader and began to assemble under their respective ointment banners, and began to attack with heavy weapons.

The fighters of the new regiment began to fall in pieces, but none of this affected the speed of the counterattack.

Finally, the two sides officially got in touch.

Under the cover of machine guns and rifles, Zhang Dabiao's assault team fiercely plunged into the devil's infantry brigade, and they disrupted the devil's formation like a sharp knife.

Most of the commando fighters use shell guns, which have many advantages over rifles in close combat.

The machine gunners behind them also began to look for suitable spots to shoot freely, while the infantry rushed at the devils with bayonets and fought with the commandos.

Seeing that the little devils began to get rid of the chaos caused by the shelling, they gradually organized.

This is what Zhang Dabiao does not want to see, once the devils complete the assembly, the offensive of their commando team may be stopped, so he issued a new order.

"Throw all the grenades! Leave not a single one! ”

For a while, the devils in front of the commando team were blown up on their backs, and dozens of devils were killed and shocked to death by the bombing, and finally the organization that had improved a little collapsed again.

At this time, Grand Master Li entered the battlefield with a large blade in one hand and a shell gun in the other, accompanied by a guard platoon.

As soon as he cut down a devil, he immediately shot another Japanese who wanted to sneak up on him.

The guard Huzi is responsible for the security behind him, ready to attack at any time.

As the charge progressed, it soon arrived at the artillery site chosen by Wang Chengzhu.

Under the opening of concentrated firepower, coupled with the fact that there were no fortifications and bunkers on the positions of the devils, the new regiment carried out the battle plan like a bamboo.

Wang Chengzhu's artillery squad began to erect mortars on the positions of the devils.

He lowered the base, attached the barrel, and adjusted the stand. A set of movements is so fluid and pleasing to the eye that even a layman has to give a thumbs up.

It took only half a minute for a sixty-mm mortar to be assembled.

After the artillery position was determined, Wang Chengzhu took a deep breath to adjust his mentality.

He gave a thumbs up as usual, squinted his eyes and began to aim, and after adjusting the parameters of the mortar, he said to the ammunition man next to him: "Give me the shells." ”

The ammunition man next to him was also an old comrade of the artillery squad, and he had already prepared mortar shells and handed them to him.

Picking up the shell handed over by the ammunition hander, Wang Chengzhu seemed to be a different person.

At this time, he is no longer the honest man who is submissive in front of the regiment commander, but a grim reaper who is decisive on the battlefield.

Seeing that Wang Chengzhu decided to fire so quickly, Li Yunlong said with a little unease while shooting.

"Pillar, you're fucking on point. It's not like you haven't done this before firing at the devil's position. ”

"The guard platoon establishes a blocking position on the spot, and it must win enough things for the artillery. Don't feel sorry for the bullets, you can still find a way when the bullets are gone, but if your life is gone, it's all over. ”

After speaking, he led everyone to start blocking on the spot from the beginning to ensure that Wang Chengzhu's artillery squad was not affected by the devils.

It seemed that he saw that the Eighth Route Army had set up mortars, and the devils around him were attacking this position like crazy, and the pressure on Li Yunlong and the guard platoon was increasing.

The barge gun kept firing, and with the sound of the gun, one devil would turn into a corpse, but soon another would be added.

"Pillar, hurry the fuck, you're going to be unable to stand it soon."

Wang Chengzhu ignored the scolding regiment commander and stuffed the cannonball into the muzzle.

After letting go, the shell fell, and the people of the artillery squad immediately bowed their heads sideways.

Boring!

"60 is really this sound, very crisp, good to sound is a good cannon"

A puff of green smoke erupted from the muzzle of the cannon, and the shell arced through the air towards Sakata Nobutei's headquarters.

It's a pity that this shell didn't hit, the firing angle was a little higher, and it hit the communication antenna of the headquarters of Nobutsu Sakata.

"Pillar, you're fucking crooked, that old devil is down there."

At the same time, in the headquarters of the Japanese army, Sakata and his staff officers were observing the battlefield.

He never expected that the Eighth Route Army would bring him such a big surprise today.

Originally, the enemy's collective counter-charge had already made him feel that the general on the opposite side was crazy, and then the ensuing shelling made him even pale, and he didn't take into account that the other side still had artillery.

"But it's okay, no matter how crazy these enemies are, white-knuckle combat is inevitable."

"Mom Saka!"

The expected white-knuckle battle was not as he thought, and he had the impression that when the samurai of the younger country engaged in a white-knuckle battle with the other party, they would definitely tear apart the enemy.

But the infantry who fought with the vanguard of the Eighth Route Army had already fallen into disadvantage.

The imaginary picture of a one-touch collapse did not happen, and the battle between the two sides was very tragic.

In the training of devil soldiers, the learning of bayonet tactics takes up a lot of time.

These mongrels live with bayonets day and night, so it's not surprising that they are so strong at bayonets.

In addition, according to the actual situation of its own soldiers, Japan adjusted the length of its bayonets to adapt to their short stature, so as to better play a role on the battlefield.

Nobutsu Sakata is really hard to accept!

His own brother samurai actually fell to the upper hand in the white-knuckle battle.

At this moment, an explosion sounded directly above him. The staff officer next to him hurriedly stepped forward to protect Sakata Nobutei, and the loess dust spread throughout the headquarters.