"Commando!" The squadron leader of the special combat team shouted, and his eyes were blurred at this time, maybe the fire was too dazzling, or maybe the smoke was too thick to block his vision. Biqu Pavilion.

"Kill!" Behind the squadron leader of the special operations team, more than thirty fighters responded loudly, along with three team leaders, and every charge was followed by a special operations team soldier, and this time was no exception.

The squadron leader of the special combat team glanced at the three team leaders, and the three team leaders also happened to turn around, smiled at him, and then turned around again to leave a firm back, the battle is like this, if you don't fight hard this time, the next one will always be your turn, where can you escape to? The lives of the thousands of warriors behind them are pressed on their shoulders, and only if they are willing to fight hard, everyone has a chance to live.

The "boom boom" mortar finished the last round of shells, and the little devils at the exit did not flinch because of the powerful firepower, the shells quickly covered the exit, and the commandos also charged, no one wanted to retreat alive, even if they wanted to live very much, but were the little devils willing to let them live?

The leader of the third group rushed to the exit position with more than 30 fighters, and there were only a dozen wounded soldiers of the little devils left on the position to resist, for the commandos, these dozen or so little devils who were injured by shells really did not have much resistance, and the battle ended in just one minute.

But this time there was no expected cannonball whistling, the little devil's artillery is a howitzer, the howitzer is much stronger than the mortar fire, the whistling sound is like a crazy bison rushing into the crowd and rampage, but at this time, not only the bison are not rampage, but there is no little devil's troops rushing over to return to the position.

The soldiers were stunned, they didn't believe that they had taken the position so easily, could it be that the little devil's shells were consumed like them? This is obviously impossible, how can the little devils make their troops lack ammunition with careful layout.

As expected, although the little devil's cannonball did not arrive as scheduled, the little devil's infantry rushed up, although it was impossible to see how many people there were in the dark night, but the black pressure was overwhelming, and the people who were pressed were out of breath at all.

The fighters hid in the crater and shot at the little devils who rushed up, the craters were viscous, full of mixtures of blood and minced meat, the bunkers on the surface had been destroyed in the first round of artillery fire, and now the fighters could only endure all the difficulties and lie down in the craters to block the charge of the little devils.

The squadron leader of the special combat team saw that the three team leaders had taken the exit and were holding on, and immediately rushed up with the remaining soldiers.

"You, immediately go and inform Captain Yan that we have already defended the exit, let them retreat with their troops immediately!" The squadron leader of the special combat team rushed to the exit with the follow-up troops to meet the leader of the third team, and then resisted the sister-in-law's attack together.

The exit of the scorpion ditch is very open, only the distance of about fifty meters in front of the exit suddenly becomes narrow, and when the little devil's troops rush to a distance of about fifty meters from the three team leaders, the team suddenly becomes dense.

At this moment, the sound of the cannons that the three leaders were afraid of finally rang out, and the sound of tearing the air made everyone feel fear, and the warriors instinctively curled up their bodies, shrinking themselves into a ball as much as possible, and they even disappeared if possible.

But the explosion sounded, and there was no feeling that the fighters imagined, could it be that the power of the howitzers had become smaller, or the little devils had taken a fancy to them and did not want to destroy them.

A few soldiers who were not afraid of death raised their heads to see what was going on, but as soon as their heads came out of the crater, a strong wind crushed them to the ground, which was the air wave generated by the explosion of the cannonball, and people were like a small leaf in front of the air wave, which could be blown out at any time.

Although it was blown down, a soldier finally saw the point of impact, and the shell did not hit their heads, but on the head of the little devil, maybe the artillery of the little devil really took a fancy to them, and felt that they were not good-looking, and the shells that poured down instantly drowned the troops charged by the little devil in the sea of fire, and there were flying pieces of minced meat everywhere.

The leader of the third group also wondered, didn't the artillery of the little devil calibrate? Don't they know that they blew up their own people? The whistling shells seemed to be endless, wave after wave, but none of the shells landed on the position at the exit fifty meters away, such an accurate bombardment really made the soldiers begin to suspect that the little devil suddenly yearned for truth, goodness and beauty.

Five minutes later, the artillery fire began to extend, but the direction of extension was not the inside of the scorpion ditch, but the high ground on both sides of the scorpion ditch, and the shells ploughed through like ploughing, blowing up the little devils on the high ground on both sides of the scorpion ditch.

The leader of the third group finally heard the mixed sound of artillery: "This doesn't seem to be the artillery of the little devil, you listen, this cannon is very mixed, there are howitzers of the little devils, as well as mountain artillery and mortars, and the number of mortars is huge, the field artillery of the little devils will not be equipped with such a number of mortars!" ”

Hearing the shouts of the three group leaders, the soldiers on the position also pricked up their ears and began to seriously analyze the sound of artillery, the sound of artillery is indeed mixed, there are four or five kinds of caliber of artillery shells alone, for the convenience of logistics, the field artillery is almost of a uniform caliber, and there will be no such complex cannon sound.

"Could it be that there are heavenly soldiers who will save us in the future?" It was the emaciated soldier who spoke, who had been following the leader of the three groups, and the last wave of commandos he had rushed to the position with the three leaders.

After just five minutes of bombardment, the little devils who had charged at the exit had suffered heavy losses, and after leaving behind a large number of wounded soldiers, they retreated, and at this time the first wave of retreating troops withdrew to the exit under the cover of heavy artillery fire, and began to set up defensive positions on the perimeter of the exit. The wounded left the scorpion ditch first under the leadership of Chu Pengtian.

"The artillery will withdraw first, and arrange to the exit to cover our retreat!" Yan Xuelin saw that the wounded had retreated, and immediately arranged for the artillery to retreat and let the infantry cover.

The armored vehicles and tanks of the little devils rushed into the scorpion ditch, which was not suitable for the attack of mechanized troops at all, but the armored vehicles and tanks could completely serve as fire support for the little devil's infantry at the entrance, but when the shells exploded in their direction, the armored vehicles and tanks of the little devils had to retreat to protect themselves, leaving only the infantry charging at the captives.

Yan Xuelin didn't know who was firing artillery to cover them, but he knew very well that this was their opportunity, and he needed to hurry up and dispatch his troops. Without the support of armored vehicles and tanks, the firepower of the little devils was greatly reduced, and the little devils on both sides of the scorpion ditch were also hit by artillery fire and suffered heavy losses, but they did not withdraw from their positions because they did not receive orders.

After more than ten minutes, the artillery finally arranged the artillery position at the exit of the scorpion ditch with the help of the soldiers, and after adjusting the Zhuyuan, the little devil who aimed at the charge began the first wave of test firing.

The "boom boom" shell separated the charging imps from the covering captives, and the shells began to extend and exploded in the little devil troops.

"Retreat!" Yan Xuelin ordered the troops to take cover alternately and began to retreat, but the little devil did not dare to rush forward rashly because of the power of the cannonballs, and this battle gradually became clear.

The commander of the little devil did not say a word after the news that the squadron broke through again, he was only responsible for planning this matter, and his plan was very successful, as for the final result, he did not have to bear any responsibility, it was the soldiers who were not in a good position, and all the troops involved in this battle should be held responsible.

In this operation, they dispatched two armored brigades, a field artillery brigade, and nearly 10,000 infantry, but they did not wipe out thousands of prisoners, and the commander of the little devils began to doubt the combat effectiveness of their troops, and began to wonder if the soldiers of the empire were greedy for life and afraid of death. The result of this battle made the commander of the little devil unbearable to look at directly, and a series of casualty reports and battle losses made him fall into deep thought.

Ma Wanzhong came with troops to respond, they successfully infiltrated the enemy-occupied area for twenty miles, harassed all the strongholds in the enemy-occupied area, the little devil focused his attention on the area of Scorpion Gully, and did not pay attention to the puppet army asking for help from various strongholds, they thought that the Chinese killed the Chinese, this is the best way, but the little devil forgot that since the puppet army can surrender them at the right time, they will also surrender back at the right time, and the surrender of such a stronghold led to the surrender of a stronghold.

The stronghold within twenty miles turned out to be the stronghold of the 33rd Independent Division, and the puppet army was very interested in helping to transfer the wounded and carry supplies, anyway, it was just a little physical work, compared to a small life, this physical work was really nothing.

The first batch of soldiers that Ma Wanzhong brought his troops to receive were the wounded brought back by Chu Pengtian, and Chu Pengtian and Ma Wanzhong did not know each other.

"Who doesn't have long eyes that dares to block Lao Tzu's way, didn't you see that Lao Tzu was transferring the wounded?" The battle in the past two days made Chu Peng naturally grow a nameless fire, and when he saw that someone was blocking their way, he immediately opened his mouth to scold.

Ma Wanzhong frowned, looked at the unclothed soldier in front of him and said, "Have you ever seen Captain Huang?" ”

"Who are you? Why do you want to inquire about our Captain Huang? Chu Pengtian looked at Ma Wanzhong vigilantly, Chu Pengtian had learned more or less about the special combat team in the past few days, although they were already a little safe, but Chu Pengtian did not relax his vigilance.

"Why is your warrior so angry? Even if you're a special operations team fighter, you don't have to be so, right? Ma Wanzhong's guards couldn't get used to Chu Pengtian's appearance, "This is our ......"

"Xiao Zhang, they just came down from the front line, pay attention to the attitude of speaking." Ma Wanzhong hurriedly stopped his guards.

But Ma Wanzhong's good attitude did not exchange for Chu Pengtian's good temper......