From the time Akiba Ryuken ordered Natoshi Sakata to send a brigade of troops to attack the anti-aircraft gun position of the Land Temple, the fate of the annihilation of this brigade was actually doomed.

Especially when they braved the artillery fire, climbed three or four hundred meters in front of the position of the Land Temple, and began to charge frantically towards the front, it even announced that they had no chance to escape for their lives.

Kong Dacheng led 8 M3 tanks, escorted by more than 1,000 soldiers of He Yunfu's second battalion, and ran towards them like lightning.

Tank guns, heavy machine guns, full firepower, within a few minutes, they were killed.

There are also brave little devils who try to use heavy machine guns to penetrate the armor of the M3 tank.

After all, in their experience, the locust army's bean chariots can be pierced by heavy machine guns.

However, when they shouted five or six heavy machine guns and fought for a while, they found that their efforts were in vain!

These behemoths in front of them, and the bean chariots of their locust army are completely two species!

"Don't you still believe the regimental commander?

If the regiment commander dares to equip us with these things, it will definitely work! ”

The Type 92 heavy machine gun can't help them at all!

At this moment, the little devil instantly lost the will to resist, after all, the death method of being crushed into pulp by the tank track is too terrible.

Listening to their discussions, Yu Qingming was afraid that Gao Yonggao would hear it and turn around and regret it.

More than a dozen heavy machine guns spat out deadly tongues of fire at the same time, hitting the ground with debris and killing the little devils one after another.

They were so frightened that they all lay on the ground urgently, not daring to move.

Don't care about casualties at all!

In the trenches, the soldiers of the artillery battalion couldn't help but feel uneasy when they saw the little devil so crazy.

My heart was full of envy, and I said in my heart: When can our independent group be so crazy and fat?

He immediately grinned and ordered his soldiers to stop firing to avoid accidental injury.

We are all artillerymen, and it is useless to pick up these 38 big covers. ”

……

Earlier in Damai Valley, Naotoshi Sakata reported that he had been defeated by the chariots of the Tsuchihachi Road, and he thought that the other party was too wasteful.

Why didn't Yu Qingming have this concern?

"Don't fucking talk nonsense, hurry up and clean up the battlefield for me, pay attention to the little devil's wounded soldiers, don't be sneak attacked!"

He hurriedly shouted:

But after all, there are many little devils, and they are all very elite, and they are not intimidated by these shells.

Seeing this situation, Wang Gensheng couldn't help but rush to Gao Yuanzhi's side and shouted:

"Lao Gao, the east doesn't seem to be able to stand it, what should I do?"

However, when the twenty rounds in their box cannon were exhausted, the little devils jumped forward and continued to rush forward.

"Nothing bad!

"The Big Killer? Do you think that thing will work?

I've always felt that this thing is quite powerful, but the range is too close! ”

On the little devil's side, Naotoshi Sakata saw the tank of the special task force, and he was immediately frightened.

"Alright! Then let's just wait.

"I envy them!"

However, in front of the 31 mountain guns of the artillery battalion, as soon as their heavy machine guns fired, they were named by several shells, and they were completely unable to achieve the desired fire cover target.

They had excellent marksmanship, and although they fired in the charging road, they were still deadly.

"It's okay, you guys go clean up.

If you can see these guns, you can take someone to pick them up, and don't be attacked by the little devil's wounded soldiers.

Hurriedly yelled:

Yu Qingming was a little numb.

Gradually, in the trenches of the artillery battalion, the new soldiers who had not yet received gray uniforms began to suffer casualties.

"Aggressive...... Aggressive ......"

Although many people are still pulling the trigger and shooting according to the orders of the platoon commander and squad leader, the bullets have long been unknown where they are flying.

However, at this time, how could his orders reach the ears of the soldiers of that brigade?

……

When they rushed to seven or eight hundred meters in front of the trenches of the artillery battalion, they tried to erect crane guns and suppress fire.

"Hurry up, let them turn in!"

"Opinions?

Any comments?

Don't worry, our head doesn't bother to care about this kind of.

Just when the little devils divided a brigade to attack the position of the Land Temple, they did not stop attacking the artillery position of the Queen Mother Mountain.

"With so much equipment, they don't like it at all?"

Still under the leadership of the squad leader, they scattered and crawled to attack the Queen Mother Mountain regardless of casualties.

Saying that, Wang Gensheng ran away quickly.

"Comrades, quick, follow me to clean up the battlefield!"

In a panic, they tried to flee south, seeking the help of friendly forces.

"If you can't stand it, you have to top it!

Aren't we useless to have a big killing weapon, wait and see! ”

Gao Yuanzhi commanded the artillerymen to constantly fire and bomb, and shrenchnel swept the entire battlefield, constantly taking the lives of many little devils.

Gao Yuanzhi is now Yang Yuanshan's brain-dead fan, and his attitude is very resolute.

But he immediately put away this delusion and beckoned his humanity:

Hearing the orders of the two wing commanders, the captains, squadron leaders, and squad leaders below them immediately screamed as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, and commanded their soldiers to charge up in the face of artillery fire.

Seeing them so brave, the artillery battalion soldiers on the position were a little panicked.

As soon as they heard what he said, all these soldiers of the Independent Regiment let out a "wow" and looked at the artillery of the Special Service Regiment with strange eyes.

I can't help but talk about it:

"Good fellow, this spy group is bigger than the rich man!"

I'm going to take my artillery to maintain the artillery. ”

"Company commander, this little devil was killed by the special service group.

But now, seeing the power of these 8 behemoths, he also feels that this is indeed invincible!

Compared to these behemoths, he felt that his bean chariot was like a toy!

For a moment, Akiba Ryuken was a little at a loss, not knowing what to do.

Wang Gensheng was very worried.

Unexpectedly, the regiment commander actually sent a tank company out, and he solved these little devils by dividing them by two.

You're too floating, aren't you?

How many cannons are amazing, aren't they?

Well, with these twenty or so anti-aircraft guns, it seems, indeed, is remarkable!

What a sour!!

Hearing his greeting, the fighters of the Independent Regiment were immediately ecstatic.

The M3 tank, with a maximum speed of up to 58 km/h, did not give them any chance at all.

Of course, Akiba Ryuken also saw the steel behemoth of the secret service group, and he was immediately full of horror.

……

Looking at his back, Yu Qingming couldn't help but be very speechless.

Xindao: Isn't this too much?

Thirty-eight big covers, I actually said that it was useless???

"This is a thousand little devils, I seem to have a lot of heavy machine guns and grenadiers!"

……

Land temple position.

When these thousands of little devils were crushed by tanks and the whole army was wiped out, Yu Qingming of the Independent Regiment couldn't help but come over and said to Gao Yonggang with envy on his face:

"Ahh

Most of them were still militiamen a few days ago, and at most they had ambushed three or five little devils, or two devils or something, where had they ever seen such a crazy charge?

After dozens of more people fell, the little devil finally rushed to less than a hundred meters in front of their trench.

In a few breaths, they caught up with their fleeing party and ran over them in a frenzied manner......

Twenty or thirty little devils were killed in an instant.

Let the more than 200 little devils who had rushed to the front of the trench 200 meters become a lone soldier.

In this way, there is less pressure on the little devils to charge.

Gao Yonggang smiled:

"Hehe, I don't know, I have to ask our head of the regiment about this!"

Just now they could see clearly, thousands of little devils have been wiped out, and how much equipment is left!

A platoon commander couldn't help but ask Yu Qingming:

As he spoke, he pointed to the corpses of the little devils in front of the Land Temple, very greedy.

Isn't it good for us to clean up the battlefield?

Don't be labelled as a loot of friendly troops, you'll be in trouble! ”

Yu Qingming thought that he didn't want to say it, but he didn't force it, so he could only change the topic and say:

"Company Commander Gao, the little devil is finished, this battlefield, you see ......"

"Give up the cover of fire, charge up quickly, and rush into the trenches of the dirt road!

White-knuckle combat!

Use our martial arts to make Tubalu kneel and beg for mercy! ”

Gao Yonggang originally saw the little devil braving artillery fire and frantically charging towards his own position, and he was still a little worried in his heart, for fear that those people in the independent regiment would not be able to withstand it.

Soon, he commanded a salvo of more than 10 mountain guns to blow up the support of the group of little devils who had rushed up the eastern hillside.

In the barley valley, the fear of being chased and crushed by these tanks instantly hit my heart.

Gentlemen...... Won't your regimental commander have an opinion? ”

The crazy and cruel expressions on their faces could already be seen clearly.

Otherwise, why did he bother to ask Gao Yonggang just now?

But since Gao Yonggang said that they should pick up the equipment, he immediately replied to the platoon leader:

Before the little devil rushed into the effective range of the heavy machine gun, he began to fire wildly.

Gao Yonggang waved his hand, and then said.

Although their firepower was so fierce, there were many little devils after all, and after a fierce battle, four or five hundred people still rushed through the blockade of heavy machine guns and kept advancing.

"Company Commander Gao, where did you get this tank in your regiment?

That's too strong! ”

At this time, the veterans of the artillery battalion immediately took out their 20-round box guns from their waists and began to fire "bang bang bang".

The words are divided into two ends, one for each table.

The senior company commander of the special service group said that they didn't care about these weapons.

……

"Yes!"

I'm going to take someone to blow up the support of those little devils! ”

……

Seeing that about a hundred little devils are about to rush into the first trench.

As soon as Gao Yong finished speaking, he pulled his legs and left.

Seeing this situation, Hontaro and Sakata Naotoshi could only order loudly:

On the battlefield where the soldiers are in chaos and the cannons are rumbling, his roar like this is just in vain!

Let us pick it up casually, there is no shortage of their spy group! ”

The 52nd and 132nd Wings attacked the Wangmu Mountain position from the south and east, respectively.

However, this group of little devils is also brave, although they felt that the shells were constantly exploding behind them, and the backup was cut off, but they did not hesitate, let alone retreat, and continued to charge forward frantically under the shouts of the squadron leader and squad leader.

Even if the comrades in front of him were constantly killed by bullets, they did not have the slightest fear, like a group of beasts that did not want to die.

Gao Yuanzhi gritted his teeth and replied.

Soon, the group came to a position about 300 meters in front of the trench and began to put pressure on the soldiers of the artillery battalion with the 38 large covers and grenadiers in their hands.

It doesn't look like a little devil's kind of gadget!

However, how could they outrun the tracks of the tank on two legs?

At this time, He Dazhuang, the commander of the second company of the artillery battalion who was in charge of the command of the battle, immediately shouted:

"All of them retreated, to a trench in the back.

Spitfire, strike! ”

(End of chapter)