Now this mountain-breaking cannon has been hit too much and too quickly, and the barrels are so hot that they are about to turn red, which is a very dangerous thing.

Once the barrel is red, it will soften and deform, and once it is deformed, the shell will not be able to hit in the barrel, and it will naturally explode, and once the barrel is blown up, it is very likely to cause the shell to detonate, and everyone will die.

Fortunately, now it is not the bore that is exploding, but the shell is stuck in the bore, and it cannot be taken out or stuffed, and the gun door cannot be closed, and if it is not closed, it will naturally not be fired.

This can make everyone sweat profusely, the devil's tanks and infantry artillery are approaching step by step, and the nearby trenches have been withdrawn to the second or even the third line due to a serious shortage of troops.

Faced with a large number of attrition, Lao Ran had to shrink the front and forces in order to survive until the evening, when the troops on the other side of the river were about to launch a counteroffensive.

Lao Ran also asked someone to withdraw Lao Yu from them, but Lao Yu didn't agree, the cannon was there, and the cannon was not withdrawn, and Lao Ran had no choice but to ask someone to go to the second line of defense again to see if he could protect them.

Now that this old man has stopped here, almost everyone thinks that they have stopped cooking, even the devils think so, at least there are no shells.

When the devil saw that Lao Yu was resting, the tank immediately began to speed up, rushing to the trench on this side, and the infantry artillery behind also bombarded several positions in front of the tank, until Lao Ran's second battalion couldn't raise its head.

The other three guns of the artillery battalion have not yet been pulled over, and they are struggling halfway, and this position is full of potholes blown up by the devil's heavy artillery, often a big pit after a big pit.

The mountain artillery is hundreds of pounds of iron guys, the people of the artillery battalion have tried their best, and some of the pits can't be pulled up, and the position on the west side is in danger, waiting for their cannons, but they are in a hurry to die.

The devil had a tank, and because they couldn't fire it, he drove proudly in front of the already dilapidated fortress bunker, trying to clear the obstacle at last.

Through a few small holes, Lao Yu saw that the tank that was spitting rough air was slowly pressing over, and the vicious devil wanted to use the tank to collapse and compact this bunker, and all the Chinese soldiers inside were dead.

Maybe the devil's tank already thinks that there are no living people in it, but it has to be suppressed, just in case, in case a small soldier comes out and gives everyone a look, it will be a loss.

Lao Yu looked at the belly of the devil's tank, it seems that everyone has no chance to escape this time, and there are no anti-tank weapons or ammunition on their bodies, only half a box of shells from the 92-step gun.

Lao Yu's eyes lit up, and there was a cannonball, so Lao Yu picked up a cannonball, turned the fuse one end down, and pointed it to half a box of cannonballs, and in the dim light, said to the brothers who still had a few left:

"Brothers, let's go on the road together, and in the next life, we will be brothers."

The brothers naturally knew what Lao Yu was going to do, and they all looked at Lao Yu silently with firm eyes, waiting for the last moment of their lives to come.

As soon as Lao Yu's hand was released, tears came out of his eyes, in this life, he was too unwilling, if he didn't die, he could still fight devils, even if he fought until he was old, he was willing, but he didn't want to die like this.

For the rest, I couldn't think of so much, and in an instant, the bunker in the fortress roared into the sky with a loud bang, and the surrounding dirt also flew everywhere.

The tank that happened to be pressed on it was blown over, smashed to the ground, and was blown up and deformed, turning into a pile of scrap metal, and the tank soldiers inside, needless to say, must have become meat filling.

Lao Ran looked at this scene, and his heart hurt inexplicably, while Lao Xu of the artillery battalion knelt on the ground in a dejected manner, unable to say anything, and suddenly roared hoarsely at the men who were still desperately pulling the cannon behind:

"Come up quickly and avenge the old man!"

When the artillerymen who pulled the cannon heard this, it seemed that suddenly the mountain cannon was a lot lighter, and they struggled to pull it up a lot, and Lao Ran also asked the logistics cooking squad and guards to help, so that the mountain cannon could be regarded as pulling the mountain cannon to the designated position.

Time is already very short, although the devil has been blown up one tank, and there are three, he is running over the first line of defense, and he is about to rush to the second line of defense.

The infantry guns that followed behind were constantly firing at elevation angles, similar to curved guns, or like large mortars, suppressing the Chinese defenders with artillery fire.

Lao Xu of the artillery battalion kept urging his several artillery commanders, hurry up, hurry up, it's too late, the three guns are divided into three places, and they will be set up and fired, and there is no time to even debug.

Anyway, it was a flat-firing tank, and the three guns on the left, center and right were just one against one tank, and the three guns of "boom boom" passed, and they all failed, which was too urgent.

However, several gun commanders immediately adjusted when the ammunition man loaded the shells, and the second round of three guns passed, and two of the guns hit the tank, and the other shot went off, but it did not go out, and exploded in the chamber.

On the one hand, the tank was hit with cheers, and on the other hand, there was distress for the exploding mountain artillery, after all, the shells of this old-fashioned artillery against infantry guns were too dangerous.

This explosion means that the gunner and ammunition hand next to him were all killed, Lao Xu's heart was dripping blood, but he still continued to give the order: open the cannon! Fire!

The gunners of the two guns, at the great risk of being killed by the same explosion, reloaded the shells as if they were dead, and every time they fired, an unknown death beckoned.

Two of the three tanks were hit, and the remaining one fled without turning around, and escaping at this time was tantamount to exposing the thinnest ass to the artillery of the people.

Besides, no matter how fast the tank runs, it can't outrun the speed of the shell.

Therefore, it is better to be like a boxer, avoid the opponent's fists, especially the hook, the most effective is not to retreat and lean back, but to move forward, put the head up, put the body up, so that the opponent loses the space to swing his fist.

That's what the two tanks thought, and rushed towards the hinterland of the defenders with increased horsepower, the closer they were to the opponent's artillery, the safer it was, and it was best to reach the front immediately, so that they could directly ram over and knock over the defenders' mountain artillery.

However, the infantry of the defending army will not give these two capable tanks a chance, and the Demomen, who were originally going to blow up four tanks, are now only dealing with one tank, which is naturally much easier.

When the tank crossed the second trench and reached the third, the Demoman, who was lying in ambush in the trench, stepped forward and blew off its track with a cluster grenade.

After the tank was blown up, the two remaining mountain guns did not have time to continue to bomb the tank, because the devil behind the tank began to fire guns.

As soon as they saw that the defenders also had artillery, they suddenly became nervous, and almost all four guns were aimed at the defenders' cannons.

The devil's two infantry cannons are a mountain cannon for the Chinese army, and they are all at close range within a few hundred meters, which is really tragic, just like two people stabbing each other with knives on one person, without any defense and retreat.