Hundreds of millions of cloud explosive bombs were fired at the beginning, and horses were riding on

The other soldiers of the New Second Regiment are also very fierce.

Especially those holding light and heavy machine guns kept tutu.

Ta da da...ta da da....

Countless gunfires were shining... forming a curtain-like fire network.

There are sounds of gunfire and gunfire everywhere...a mixture of sounds...

"Counterattack... quickly find a bunker to counterattack..."

Yamamoto, captain of the Japanese Infantry Brigade, said.

The soldiers of the artillery company are loading, changing and firing quickly one by one...

Their movements are as smooth as water...

The shells hit the little devil's side, and some shook up countless flying rocks...

Meteor-like shells also blasted deep craters on the road...

This is their power...

The little devil was caught off guard at first and wanted to fight back, but suddenly found that they seemed unable to fight back.

Because the Eighth Route Army's artillery fire was too fierce.

The shells seemed to be free of charge... and they kept hitting their surroundings desperately.

The sickle of death is slowly cutting towards their heads...

On the battlefield, gunpowder smoke filled the air, and the little devils were already a little overwhelmed.

A kid's leg was broken off by a shell.

Now he is screaming from the side.

"Ah...save me...save me..."

However, at this time, even the most experienced health soldiers did not dare to step forward. Anyone who dared to step forward would be dead.

Although they are all Imperial soldiers, it is impossible for them to sacrifice their lives for the life of others...

There is also a little devil whose intestines have been blown out...

There is even a slight burning smell...

If there wasn't a war going on at the scene, all the loud noises would probably have attracted some wild wolves and dogs...

"Colonel Yamamoto, we can't fight back at all... The enemy's artillery fire is too powerful... They keep fighting... We can't resist it..."

One of the Japanese staff said.

Yamamoto Yu also knows what the situation is now.

"Wait a moment. There must be a powerful Eighth Route Army unit on the opposite side. Let's pretend that we can't counterattack... and see if they will rush down and fight..."

"Just listening to the sound of the artillery fire, I estimate that there are at least one brigade or more of troops!"

"This should be more than 10 cannons!"

"Coupled with the sound of light and heavy machine guns coming from all directions..."

"We must have been ambushed by the main brigade of the Eighth Route Army!"

"Damn it! Someone must be leaking our information! What we are transporting this time are medicines! They are medicines that the entire Ninth Division needs! If they are snatched away by these people, the consequences will be disastrous!"

"No! Send a telegram to the Taiyuan headquarters immediately, saying that our unit was attacked by the main force of the Eighth Route Army in the Guitou Gou area, numbering about 5000..."

"They have a lot of heavy weapons...requesting support from the Ninth Division..."

Yamamoto said loudly.

"Hi! Captain Yamamoto! I'll go right away..."

The Japanese chief of staff left immediately...

"What kind of army is this? This is the first time I've seen something so embarrassing since I stepped into this land..."

"But...what can you do even if you have strong firepower now..."

"When you guys take a break...that's when the Yamamoto team's attack will begin..."

Yamamoto Yu said leisurely.

In fact, there are very few people in the Yamamoto brigade now.

In just a short period of time, more than 400 Japanese were killed and wounded.

The ground is littered with the corpses of little devils....

There's a burning smell everywhere....

The first battalion, led by Zhang Dabiao, outflanked the enemy from the left, which was relatively smooth.

Because the little devil's attention has been focused on the Eighth Route Army on both sides of the mountain...

"Comrades... come on... beat these little devils hard..."

Zhang Dabiao roared angrily, holding an MP38 submachine gun in his hand.

There should be 50 people in the first battalion holding MP38 submachine guns.

The rest were armed with Mosin-Nagant rifles or Garand automatic rifles.

Although the weapons are relatively messy, fortunately their power is pretty good.

When the soldiers heard the battalion commander's words, they became even more brave.

The gun in his hand kept firing.

Ta-ta-ta... Ta-ta-ta... Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta...

bang bang bang....

bang bang bang....

The sounds of machine guns and rifles mixed together, making it very clear and sweet.

The little devil was fighting against the Eighth Route Army on both sides of the mountain. Unexpectedly, another group of Eighth Route Army came out from behind.

Directly killed one of their infantry squads.

At this time they finally reacted.

But it was too late.

"Oh no, the Eighth Route Army is attacking from behind again... Hurry up and fight back..."

"We must not let them block the Imperial Army's retreat..."

A Japanese squadron leader raised his sword and shouted loudly.

But as soon as he finished shouting, he was suddenly shot to death.

The bullet passed directly through the side of his head, and a bloody hole suddenly appeared.

Then, under the gaze of the little devils around him, he slowly fell into a pool of blood.

"Your Excellency, Squadron Leader, Your Excellency, Squadron Leader..."

"There are sharpshooters in the Eighth Route Army opposite. Everyone must hide...and don't show your head..."

Another Japanese squadron leader said.

"Hey, congratulations to the host's subordinates for killing a Japanese major. The reward is: MG1 general machine gun*42, bullet*! Ocean*3! All rewards will be distributed to the system space, please pay attention to check..."

Zhang Yunqing listened to the system's rewards, and then looked at the mountain to one side.

No need to ask, this shot must have been shot smoothly.

Otherwise, he is the sharpshooter of the new second regiment.

Shunliu has been lying on it for a long time.

In the past half hour, his gun basically never stopped.

With the help of the sound of artillery fire, the sound of his gunfire was also covered up.

Originally, I would change places after a dozen or so shots.

Now I have fired more than 20 shots in a row and killed a dozen Japs without changing places...

Shunliu was relatively calm, even though he killed one of the squadron leaders of the little devil.

But he still didn't let up. He had already transferred his target to a Japanese machine gunner.

aim..

shooting..

boom!

All in one go!

Sure enough, the Japanese machine gunner fell to the ground directly.

"Hey, congratulations to the host's subordinates for killing 26 Japanese soldiers and receiving rewards: Mosin-Nagant rifles*12, bullets*! Dayang*200!"

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