The fighters fought and retreated, retreating directly to the second line of defense.

And the little devils also followed closely behind and continued to attack the second line of defense of our army.

On the position of the Eighth Route Army, a group of soldiers were pushing one battle defense gun and infantry artillery onto the position.

The battle defense artillery can be used to deal with the devil's tanks, but the number is too small, there is no way, Commander Lu can only transfer the few infantry guns to the battlefield.

The 92 infantry cannon fired directly, but it could barely be used as a battle defense gun, not to mention that the armor of the devil tank was not too thick, and it should be enough.

"Prepare for battle!"

"Hurry~! Aimed at the devil's tank! ”

"Open fire~!"

The commander shouted anxiously, and the fighters hurriedly aimed at the devil's tank.

At this time, the devil's tank had already rushed up, and it was only less than two hundred meters away from the forward position.

At such a close distance, it is easy to aim.

"Knock knock~!" A dull cannon sound rang out, and one shell after another with a piercing whistling sound flew quickly towards the little devil's tank.

"Boom~! Rumble~! Several violent explosions sounded, and three devil tanks were directly blown into a burning fire.

At this time, other devil tanks also discovered these threats on the position.

The turret began to rotate slowly, and the black hole of the cannon was aimed at the target.

"Chirp~!" The piercing whistling sound sounded one after another, and one shell after another flew quickly towards the position of the Eighth Route Army.

"Boom~! Rumble~! "Violent explosions sounded, and fire points and gun emplacements were blown up in the devil's fire.

"Keep aiming for Lao Tzu, hit hard! Fight with these little devils. ”

In order to block the attack of the devils, the Eighth Route Army also fought thoroughly, using anti-aircraft artillery and infantry artillery to fire at the devil's tanks at the risk of death.

Just to destroy as many tanks as possible, as long as they take out one tank, they are one less threat.

The certainty of success is one point greater.

For the final victory.

The heroic soldiers of the Eighth Route Army can sacrifice their most precious lives without hesitation.

However, although these soldiers of the Eighth Route Army desperately fired at the little devil's tanks one by one, they only destroyed a dozen devil's tanks in the end.

And the devil had a total of more than fifty tanks, and soon the tanks behind rushed over and continued to launch a fierce attack on the positions of the Eighth Route Army.

And the dozen or so guns of the Eighth Route Army have all been destroyed by the artillery fire of the little devils.

This is also because the Eighth Route Army occupies a geographical advantage, and the terrain around the lonely mountain is dangerous, and the dozens of tanks of the little devils cannot be fully deployed at all.

Otherwise, just these dozens of tanks rushed over, and the Eighth Route Army would be really difficult to resist.

The tank is known as the king of land warfare, and with the cooperation of the infantry, its combat effectiveness is quite strong.

"The little devil is on again!"

"Commander, what should we do now?"

"The cannons are blown up!"

"Commander, let's get on!"

"Let's get on! We went to blow up these shitty devil tanks. ”

Several fighters holding explosive bags hurriedly shouted.

The regiment commander looked at the eager soldiers, frowned slightly, and looked embarrassed.

In this way, there will undoubtedly be a loss of a large number of soldiers, and these are the best soldiers!

"Commander, don't hesitate any longer, the little devil is rushing up."

"Regiment commander, the artillery is all gone, are we not even as good as the artillery?"

"Fight with them!"

The regiment commander's eyes were slightly red, his nose was sore, he couldn't hold back the tears, gritted his teeth and said, "On the death squad!" Fight with the little devils who say dogs! ”

"That's right! Fight with the little devils who say dogs! ”

"Up! Kill him. ”

With the order of the regiment commander, dozens of soldiers roared loudly, holding explosives bags, and rushed out of the trench without hesitation, rushing towards the devil's tank.

"Da Da Da Da~!" The machine guns of the devils became more intense, and they were all aimed at these soldiers who rushed out, firing wildly.

The little devils are not stupid, knowing that these eight-way roads are specially here to bomb their tanks, the little devils are also afraid!

Of course, we have to stop them at all costs.

The dense rain of bullets swept over like raindrops.

Although the fighters tried to dodge as much as possible, no matter how fast the human reaction was, they could not dodge the bullets.

Especially the intensive strafing of machine guns.

As the saying goes, recruits are afraid of artillery, and veterans are afraid of machine guns.

This is not something that is said casually.

The machine gun swept through with a shuttle of bullets, unless you dodged it in advance.

If you hear a gunshot and react, you're basically sieve.

Because the speed of the bullet is about the same as the speed of sound, when you hear the sound, the bullet also hits you, and you still dodge the yarn.

So although these soldiers who rushed out are all veterans, they are the best and bravest fighters.

But in the face of the dense strafing of the devils, few people were able to dodge.

Most of them fell on the way of the charge after the first round of strafing from the devils.

If you're lucky, with experience, you can dodge in advance, avoid effectively, and you can hold on a little longer.

However, it also depends on luck.

The warriors, gritting their teeth, continued to rush forward, sometimes rushing forward, sometimes crawling forward.

The devil's bullets hit overwhelmingly.

People kept getting shot and falling to the ground.

The regiment commander looked at the soldiers who rushed out, most of them were dead and wounded, gritted his teeth and shouted: "The second group, give it to Lao Tzu!" ”

"Yes!"

At the sound of an order, dozens of people rushed out without hesitation and pounced on the devil's tank.

The regiment commander is also helpless, and now, he can only use this most primitive way to deal with the devil's tank.

They must block the attack of the little devils and stop them at all costs.

If the devil breaks through the position, the whole battle will also be a complete failure.

For the final victory.

The brave soldiers of the Eighth Route Army can only use their flesh and blood to resist the steel torrent of devils.

Commander Lu held the binoculars and observed this scene on the battlefield, and his eyes couldn't help but reddened slightly.

"These dogs!"

Commander Lu scolded angrily: "Even if Lao Tzu fights for this old life today, he has to completely annihilate this little devil." “

"Pass the order, at all costs, stop them for Lao Tzu! Coexist with the position. ”

"Yes!" A herald next to him hurriedly answered, turned around and ran to deliver the order.

At this moment, Chief of Staff Sun hurriedly walked over with a telegram in his hand, and said excitedly: "Commander, commander!" Good news! ”

"What's the good news?" Commander Lu asked casually, he really couldn't think of any so-called good news now.

(End of chapter)