At this time, there have been three groups of devils who have gone ashore on Jinshanwei Beach.

The first group of devil infantry that came ashore had eleven infantry squadrons, but after two successive general attacks, most of them had been killed or wounded, and now there were about four to five squadrons of about eight or nine hundred people left.

The second group of devil infantry ashore was slightly less numerous, but there were also eight infantry squadrons, and after a general attack, more than half of them had been killed or wounded, and now there were still four infantry squadrons left, about 700 people.

Before the third group of devils came ashore, these more than 1,000 devils had already cowered outside the sea pond, and they had no strength to attack anymore!

The third group of devil infantry who went ashore was the one who went ashore with Moritake Tanabe!

This group of devil infantry is also eleven infantry squadrons, and there are almost two thousand devils!

That is to say, at this moment, the devil infantry who followed Tanabe Shengwu to launch a general attack on Jinshanwei coastal defense had more than 3,000 devil infantry! This amount is undoubtedly scary!

On another occasion, this number of devil infantry can almost shake a class of armor in the country!

But here, because the artillery can't be deployed, because the tanks and armored vehicles can't play a role, coupled with the extremely unfavorable beachhead terrain, so many devil infantry have been beaten all over the field in the face of almost the same number of national jun, and there is no good way to do it until now!

Again, the little devil has no experience in landing on the beach at all!

Today, the devils have finally paid a heavy price for their ignorance and arrogance!

Tanabe Moritake has no good way until now, the only thing he can do is to personally supervise the battle and attack!

"Tao times change, Tao times change changes......" The old devil hid in the turret, stretched out his short arms, and kept waving his saber while constantly roaring.

Soon, another Type 95 light tank and the only Vickers armored car also crossed the sea pond and spread out on the two wings of the tank in which Mori Tanabe was riding.

Two tanks and an armored car, in a zigzag shape, spread out in front of Haiyuean, and the momentum crushed over.

Behind the tanks and armored vehicles, more than 3,000 devil soldiers also waved in a line, holding bright bayonets, and launched a general attack from the front with a length of more than five kilometers!

"Empire of Japan...... Onboard! ”

"Imperial Japanese Army...... Onboard! ”

"His Majesty the Emperor...... Onboard! ”

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On the national junn position.

After two fierce battles, the defenders were also seriously attritional!

There are only more than 2,000 of the more than 3,000 people left, and there are less than 200 people left!

More than 2,000 people and more than 100 soldiers from all over the country spread out in chest-deep trenches, and more than 2,000 rifles and more than 50 machine guns were fired at full power, pouring out the bullets of hatred on the little devil's head crazily!

Compared to others who can only shoot roughly, Zhong Yi can shoot accurately from a distance of thousands of meters!

Zhong Yi is an all-round soldier king who has crossed over from later generations, even if he doesn't have a scope, he can still take the life of an enemy general thousands of kilometers away with an excellent rifle!

"Horn!" A crisp gunshot rang out, and a thousand meters ahead, a devil Shaozuo wearing a tweed military uniform fell to the ground.

Pull the bolt back into the shell, then push the bullet into the chamber, and aim.

"Horn!" Another gunshot rang out, and another devil gunner fell to the ground a kilometer away.

In the blink of an eye, Zhong Yi has shot several devils in a row, and I have to say that the little devil's Type 38 rifle is really an excellent rifle with extremely high accuracy!

In comparison, the crooked handle machine gun performed much worse.

Wang Zilong pressed his shoulder against the butt of the crooked handle, and after less than a moment, it was jammed!

At that moment, Wang Zilong turned his head and yelled: "Three fools? Three silly! Three fools?! ”

The guard rushed over at a trot with an oil pot, and said repeatedly: "Camp, here, I'm here!" ”

"Quick, quick, oil! Oiled! Wang Zilong pointed to the bucket with a crooked handle, so anxious that his throat smoked.

The three fools didn't talk nonsense, so they immediately squatted down beside Wang Zilong, opened the bucket again, and then took out a brush made of pig bristles, and then opened the oil pot and dipped it in oil, and opened the bridge clamp in the bucket.

"Hurry, you'd rather hurry!" Wang Zilong kept urging on the side.

When the three fools finally finished brushing the oil, Wang Zilong quickly pulled the bolt and pulled the trigger again.

The crooked sub-machine gun, which had been silent for a moment, finally roared again, and in the blink of an eye, the six bullet bridges in the bucket had all thirty rounds!

The three fools hurriedly opened the bucket, filled it with six more bullet bridge clips, and then brushed it with oil.

Wang Zilong pulled the trigger again, and the crooked sub-machine gun once again spouted fire.

Soon, however, the barrel of the crooked handle began to smoke due to overheating, and it was wisest to stop firing and wait for the barrel to cool down before firing.

The three fools immediately reminded: "Camp, you can't continue shooting!" ”

"No matter!" The prince said in a sinister voice, "Water, water the barrel!" ”

"What? Watering the barrel? The three fools were stunned, "This is a crooked handle, and the barrel will be scrapped!" ”

"I can't care so much!" Wang Zilong yelled, "Hurry up and water the barrel of the gun, hurry up!" ”

Wang Zilong really can't manage so much, as long as he can defend Jinshanwei coastal defense, what is the point of scrapping a machine gun?

The third fool didn't say more, and immediately untied the military kettle from his waist, poured a pot of water on the barrel of the crooked handle, and as soon as the cold water was poured on it, a large cloud of mist immediately rose on the barrel that had begun to turn red.

Wang Zilong was not affected at all, and pulled the trigger of the crooked handle and continued to shoot wildly!

However, the strafing did not last long, and a cannonball suddenly landed in the air and exploded less than five meters away from Wang Zilong, and the gunpowder smoke from the explosion completely swallowed Wang Zilong and the machine gun.

Although the devil's cannon can't be deployed on the beach of Jinshanwei, the small-caliber curved gun can still be erected.

The lethality of small-caliber curved guns naturally cannot be compared with 75mm caliber field artillery and mountain artillery, and even the 70mm caliber 92 infantry guns are far inferior, but they can still pose a threat to Guojun's machine guns!

When the smoke cleared, Wang Zilong was unscathed, but his face and body were covered with gunsmoke and dust.

"Phew!" Wang Zilong spit out the sand that was choking on his mouth and nose, and then turned his head and roared, "The surname Zhong, quickly kill the cannon in front of you, kill that cannon for me!" ”

To suppress the artillery, it depends on Zhong Yi, the sharpshooter.

"Don't worry!" Zhong Yi snorted, immediately raised the Type 38 rifle in his hand, and aimed at the devil artillery about seven or eight hundred meters away in front of him! Raise the muzzle slightly, then gently pull the trigger.

A second later, the devil artilleryman immediately fell to the ground with his head tilted.