At six o'clock in the evening, the main force of the 151st Brigade launched an attack on the vanguard of the devils entrenched in Minshan. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The first to attack was the artillery battalion directly under the brigade, and the battalion commander Sun Heiniu was a veteran who escaped from the massacre in Nanjing, and had a deep blood feud with the devils.

"Ready!" Sun Heiniu, the commander of the artillery battalion, looked at the dense wooden stakes and barbed wire obstacles in front of the devil's position, and raised the command flag with his right hand, his voice hoarse but sonorous.

Although the artillery battalion directly under the brigade is the establishment of a battalion, in fact it is an empty shelf, and in fact only one artillery company is needed.

There are three platoons in the company, each platoon has two 82-caliber mortars, and the shells are only ten rounds, which is not as simple as the devils.

Although the strength of the artillery battalion is weak, compared to those miscellaneous troops in various provinces who only have light machine guns and Hanyang-made, having mortars is jealous and jealous.

"Three rapid fires! Put! ”

Sun Heiniu waved the command flag heavily, and the six mortars roared angrily.

In Sun Heiniu's opinion, using expensive mortar shells to clear the obstacle is the behavior of a loser, and the shells should blow up the devil, but the brigade commander's order has to be carried out.

A dull sound exploded, and the shells slammed into the barbed wire stakes in front of the devil's position with a sharp roar.

"Boom-boom-boom-"

A deafening explosion rang out, and a cloud of black smoke rose in front of the devil's position.

The barbed wire fence of the wooden stakes embedded deep in the ground was blasted open and shattered in a violent tremor, and the broken wood was rolled high in the air and thrown into the sky.

The obstacles in front of the devil's position were bombarded by mortars, and the rumbling explosions exploded one after another like muffled thunder.

A scorching heat swept through the mud and sand, and the fire assault squad hidden in the front line, the steel helmets of the brethren of the demolition team were clattered by the flying rubble.

The brothers lay their heads on the ground, eager to burrow into the wet dirt in the face of the scorching heat of the Naning people.

"The little devil raised by the son of a bitch, there is a thunder buried over there-"

In the binoculars, the brigade commander Zhou Zhidao saw the violent explosion in the obstacle area and cursed loudly.

Yang Ling, who was in charge of the front line, and Zhang Handuo, the regiment commander, also found that the intensity of the explosion exceeded the power of the mortar.

Soon Yang Ling discovered the minefield of the little devils, probably to prevent their own people from stepping on it, they inserted some small wooden sticks.

"Let the brethren of the assault squad and the demolition team pay attention, pay attention to the place where the small wooden stick is inserted on the ground, it is a mine planted by the devil, don't step on it!" Yang Ling quickly passed the order down.

The little devil is insidious, using the barbed wire fence of wooden stakes to stop the brothers' attacks, but secretly laying minefields.

Once the brethren of the assault squad and the demolition team rushed up, they would definitely be overturned by the bombers, but what they didn't expect was that this time Yang Ling would let the artillery clear the obstacle and discover the minefield in advance.

The earth kicked up by the explosion turned black, and billowing smoke spread over an area of hundreds of meters, and the air was filled with the smell of burning.

The sight of the brethren of the assault squad and the demolition team lying on the front line was blocked by the billowing black smoke, and they could not see the situation of the devil's position clearly.

But one by one, they pulled the bolts of their guns, gasping for breath, waiting for the guns to stop.

In just a few breaths, the sound of the mortar explosion suddenly stopped, and the sky and the earth became eeriely silent except for the slow-flowing black smoke.

"Brethren! Rush up and kill the devil! The hoarse voice of the commander of a battalion and a company suddenly rang out, breaking the silence.

"Rush! Kill the devil! "The cries of mountains and tsunamis rang out throughout the trenches.

The brethren of the assault squad and the demolition team quickly crawled out of the trench, divided into more than a dozen rapid forward black arrows, and plunged headlong into the rolling black smoke, which caused the black smoke to stir up faster.

"Dada-da-"

"Teng Teng Teng—"

In the thick black smoke of gunpowder, a palpitating sound suddenly sounded, and the ghost soldiers hiding in the trenches also heard the earth-shattering cry, and were frantically pouring bullets into the smoke.

The bullets swept like raindrops, and the blow was impenetrable, and a fire assault squad charging in front of it crashed head-on into the ferocious chain of fire, and fell sideways.

"Machine gun cover!" The company commander rolled and dodged two ferocious projectiles, shouting grenades in front of him.

The cat's forward machine gun team quickly fell to the ground, shoulders against the butt, and pulled the trigger at the spitting devil machine gun position.

The Devil Heavy who leaned out half of his body and fired wildly faced a barrage of bullets, and his upper body was instantly shattered, and blood mist mixed with minced flesh flew everywhere.

But the devil's sub-shooter moved away the sparse corpse, quickly turned the gun, and condescendingly fired back.

The fluffy dirt was flying with the bouncing bullets, and the ballistic trajectory was seen extended, and several brothers who were changing magazines were rolling over with machine guns in their arms.

Taking advantage of this gap, the brethren in charge of the assault quickly poured into the gap opened by the mortar.

"Boom-boom-boom-"

The devil's cannonball also fell, exploding in the charging crowd, and the broken guns and mutilated limbs swirled into the sky, filling the air with a mist of blood.

One of the brothers' necks was cut open by the blast, and red blood gushed out like a spring, and he clutched his neck in pain and rolled in the place, and another cannonball fell, and the whole thing exploded.

"Brethren! Come on! ”

The artillery shells continued to fall on his side, and the minced meat and mud from the explosion covered his body like rain, and the company commander in charge of the assault saw that the front was empty, and several brothers of the assault squad were all reimbursed, and he shouted again at the top of his throat.

The brothers in front of them all fell sideways, and the brothers in the back continued to rush forward with blood and corpses, and they leaped forward in small groups of assault groups in small groups, alternately covering them.

The devils entrenched in Minshan were born in the veteran Ninth Division, and their combat effectiveness was strong, and their frequent successes on the Chinese battlefield also made them arrogant.

Guarding the front-line trenches were nearly 300 devils under the command of Ono Ichiro's brigade, who blocked the way of the brothers' breakthrough with a network of crossfire consisting of five heavy machine guns and more than a dozen Czech light machine guns.

As if they had hit an invisible wall, the brethren were beaten into a leaky sieve, and they threw themselves under the net of fire in a strange manner.

Although the assault troops were equipped with a lot of Czech light machine guns and grenades, they were pressed to the ground and unable to move in the face of condescending devils who rushed less than 100 meters.

The bullets puffed and sprayed smoke and dust on the ground, and the brothers of the demolition team rushed up and fell one by one, making it difficult to get closer, and the commander of the assault company of the first battalion had to call for artillery support.

Soon, there was another sharp whistling sound overhead, and one shell after another exploded in front of the devil's machine gun position, but the smoke cleared, and the devil's machine gun began to howl again.

"Fuck, what the hell is this!" Seeing that most of the mortars were missing, he was so angry that the assault company commander scolded his mother.

In fact, the artillery battalion directly under the brigade is not just an empty shelf, except for the artillery background of the battalion commander Sun Heiniu, most of the others are recruits who have been in the army for less than a few months, and the veterans have long since died.

Let them drive a large piece of barbed wire in the open field and destroy it by the blind cat hitting the dead mouse, but it is really difficult for them to have a fixed aiming at the devil machine gun position.

When the artillery battalion commander Sun Heiniu saw that most of the shells had missed, he was so angry that he scolded his mother, kicked away a gunner, and went into battle in person.

The devil machine gunners entrenched in the trenches saw that the attacking shells had missed, and they boldly leaned out and frantically strafed the charging infantry.

But as Sun Heiniu personally went into battle, after a few rumbling sounds, the machine gun positions of several devils were blown to pieces, raising a blood mist in the sky.

When the devil Nakasa Ono Ichiro and Mori Shigenakasa laughed at the poor artillery strength of the Chinese army, they saw the destroyed machine gun position, and the smile instantly froze on their faces.

"Rush!" Seeing that the devil's machine gun was blown away, the commander of the assault company waved his hand, and the assault squad lying on the ground rushed forward again.

Two of the devil's heavy machine guns were destroyed, and several crooked light machine guns turned their muzzles to try to plug the gap.

However, the brethren of the demolition team who were crawling forward had already taken advantage of the mixed wheel to touch their noses, poked the bamboo pole tied to the explosive bag upward, and with a bang, the light machine gun positions of the devils also followed one after another.