The eyelids of the crowd twitched.

Although many temporary bunkers have been set up in the city, in the face of such saturated artillery fire, I am afraid that some people will still be injured or even killed.

"Hey, the number of shells is wrong! This should be more than a hundred guns, right? A staff officer muttered.

Indeed, at this time, no matter how you look at it, it is not just a hundred shells that are slammed, but it seems that more than a hundred, almost two hundred artillery pieces are bombarded at the same time.

Although some of the shells are not very powerful, they may be some small-caliber mortars, but so many shells are covered, and it is really a great blow to morale.

Time passed little by little, but after about ten rounds of artillery fire, the shells seemed to fall into a ceasefire phase again.

"Look..... It seems that it should be gone, in fact, there is nothing to be afraid of, if they have the ability, they can continue to bomb, but I am afraid that they will not have so many shells. ”

A staff officer forced a smile on his face, which could be regarded as a boost to everyone.

Hearing this, everyone also ridiculed each other.

"Hehe, the shelling is quite fierce, but that's it, what's the use of firing artillery in a war?

If you want to attack the city, you still have to fill it with human lives! ”

"That's it! I'm afraid they don't have so many shells. ”

Everyone gossiped for a while, which made Zhang Li's face a lot better.

Just as he was about to speak, the familiar whistling sound came again.

Immediately after that, the shells came as promised, and began to plow the ground over and over again, and many hard bluestone slabs were blown into large pieces, and then into small pieces, and so on.

From about five o'clock in the morning, the artillery fire hardly stopped, and the bombardment continued until 9:10 in the morning.

At this time, the defenders inside and outside Wucheng were already dizzy from the bombing, and many people vomited directly.

Others are still buzzing in their brains.

The artillery fire did not stop all the time, and it stopped for more than ten minutes in the middle, but it was also ten minutes.

Therefore, during this period, the defenders of Wucheng did not relax in the slightest.

Yan Tai is a defender of Wucheng, a member of the Wucheng Security Regiment, and belongs to the head of the regiment, which is equivalent to the head of this security regiment.

However, the security regiment is different from the commander of the regular army, and there are only a few hundred people under his command, just like the total number of this security regiment in Yantai is only 500 people.

The five hundred men were all scattered on a section of the city wall at this time, and they would all be silent.

"Phew!"

Yan Tai poked his head out of the trench, shook off the dust on his body, and looked left and right, his expression a little numb.

As far as the eye could see, there was a mess everywhere, and some of the ammunition boxes that had been carried to the city walls had been blown to pieces.

Many of the brothers lying next to the sandbags were directly blown into pieces, some with broken legs and some broken hands.

There are also those who are safe and sound, but they must not move when they lie there, obviously they are either killed by the explosion or are shocked to death.

"So.... All of them.... Report.... Count! ”

Yan Tai pulled his throat and tried to yell, but when he opened his throat, the sound he made was as thin as a mosquito fly.

There is no way, his chest cavity was shaken and his blood was surging, not to mention talking, being able to stand up was already in good recovery condition.

"Hey! Get up and count the numbers! ”

Yan Tai kicked the adjutant who was in the trench next to him, but when he stepped down, the other party was still lying on the ground.

Seeing this, Yan Tai's expression was solemn, he bowed his waist and probed his snort, his face froze, and then he sighed.

There is no help.

He shook his head weakly, and a feeling of sadness appeared on his face.

Although in today's troubled times, he is used to seeing this kind of scene.

He was the head of the security regiment when Yan Shuai was not stationed here, and he had also experienced offensive and defensive battles before.

But the fighting at that time was not so fierce at all, and there would have been artillery fire to cover it, but it was not covered like this.

Nearly 100 rounds, hundreds of shells fired in a salvo, this kind of firepower has not been encountered before.

After this wave, he felt that if he was lucky, there would be about 400 people left in the 500 people, and if he was unlucky, there might be only 300 people left.

The artillery fire was too fierce and too dense to give people a chance to breathe at all.

Even if you can use cover to avoid most of the damage, it is estimated that many people can't stand the tremors in turns.

"Huh? Will this really stop? ”

Yan Taihu's discovery that there seemed to be no shelling until now, which made him look out of the city.

Just a glance immediately frightened him.

I saw that a large number of enemy soldiers under the city were charging towards this side, and many of them even carried ladders and touched this side.

"The enemy is coming up! The enemy is coming up! Fast! Fight back!! ”

Yan Tai yelled at the top of his throat, and thanks to the fact that he had just recovered a little from wheezing, his voice still came out this time.

Soon many soldiers in the trenches moved, but some of them still did not react.

Seeing this, Yan Tai was also anxious, and his side did not belong to the key defense area.

The key fortified areas were all fortified by the regular army, but the enemy in his defensive area alone had no less than 400 people in a cursory sweep.

These men were almost lightly armed, except for the enemy who was responsible for carrying the ladder, the rest of them were very fast, and quickly touched the dead corner under the city wall.

Dadada! ~

A dense barrage of bullets was the first to erupt from the muzzles of machine guns beneath the city walls.

In a matter of seconds, several of the enemies in charge of the siege fell to the ground, followed by several points of fire in unison.

On the side of the defenders, some people have recovered from the shelling, but many of the defenders on the city wall are still staring at each other in a daze.

One of the security regiment defenders staggered behind the battlements with his gun in his hand, raised his gun and gestured to aim.

Da-da-da-da! ~

Almost as soon as he poked his head out, machine guns quickly locked on this side outside the city, and a round of strafing fire quickly followed, and the defenders fell to the ground in response, and their scalps were blown away by bullets.

Yan Tai did not rush to fight back, but silently observed the situation.

The enemy's operations were a regular siege route, with machine gunners in the rear trenches clearing the defenders who were counterattacking on the walls.

Most of the charging soldiers ran as hard as they could, not even thinking about firing back.

That's the way to play!

You must know that even if the officer strictly orders before the battle, once he launches a charge, he must bury his head and rush and do not fight back.

However, in this kind of situation where the defenders have cover, and the sound of bullets flying around their own charge is everywhere, it is difficult not to shoot back.

And once the gun is fired back, the speed will slow down, and it will be easy to be beaten into a sieve.

However, this group of besieging enemy troops carried out the order very thoroughly, and their companions fell one by one, and as a result, they did not blink an eye, and still rushed with their heads down.

The machine guns in this area are limited, with only eight machine guns, which is actually quite good.

Normally, as long as the defenders on the city wall check and fill in the gaps, it is not a problem to block the only 400 people.

But this group of people is simply crazy, and they underestimate them if they are not afraid of death.