A large number of devil soldiers with steel helmets rushed towards the ruined Dingjia Bridge, they were like beasts with their fangs exposed, and the bayonets hanging on the 38 big cover rifles were glowing with cold. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

More than a dozen devil tank engines roared, and the tracks rubbed and crushed the rubble all over the ground, and crushed the low-lying muddy water, like an unstoppable steel monster.

"What's that iron box?" Seeing the iron box made of steel, many of the Gui soldiers lying in the trenches were dazed, not knowing what it was.

These soldiers of the Gui Army came from the rural areas of the great southwest, and many of them went to the battlefield in Shanghai for the first time to go out of their hometowns, and they had never seen Japanese tanks.

At this time, tanks were still a novelty in the Chinese army, and the few tank companies that were equipped with the Central Army had been lost in the battles in the city, and these Gui soldiers who had traveled thousands of miles had never seen devil tanks.

Yang Ling's face full of mud and dust became extremely ugly, although the devil's tank was not as good as the rampaging Tiger tanks on the European battlefield, but in the Chinese battlefield, the devil's tank was an invincible existence.

The Chinese army is very poorly armed with weapons, many people still hold old Mauser, Hanyang, and even have a single one, and the bullets are extremely scarce, on average, there are only a few bullets on each soldier's body, and the best thing to deal with tanks is anti-tank weapons, but the Chinese army does not have them.

"That's a devil's tank!" A well-informed officer in the Gui army exclaimed, "Throw a grenade!"

But the soldiers were still at a loss, there was no concept of a tank in their consciousness, just the commander's order, subconsciously throwing grenades outward.

The grenade exploded in front of the devil, and the air wave swept through the debris and dust, but it was unscathed against the devil tank.

Behind the devil's tank was a large number of devil soldiers, who had already begun to shoot at the Dingjiaqiao position under the cover of the tank, with bullets whizzing and smoke and dust flying everywhere.

"Old king, tie the grenades together! Wait to blow up the tank! Yang Ling lowered his head and commanded the old king with a saber in his hand.

The Chinese army lacked weapons to deal with the tank, and in the face of the tank's heavy iron armor, ordinary bullets could not pose a threat to it at all, and only by blowing up its tracks could it stop its advance.

If the devil soldiers broke through to the positions of the Chinese defenders with the help of tanks, then it was only a matter of time before the positions fell.

The devil's tank rushed over, and the Chinese defenders were also pulling the bolt and shooting, but the bullets only burst out of sparks and clanged on the tank, and there was no threat to it at all.

The devil soldiers hid behind the tanks, and from time to time they shot half-squatting, their shooting skills were much better than those of the Chinese defenders, and from time to time there were Chinese soldiers lying in the trenches whose heads were shot by bullets, and their heads were crooked and lifeless.

"Machine guns! Machine guns knock out the iron box! Li Tiezhu, the platoon commander of the Gui Army, shouted at the machine gunner while throwing grenades outside.

Several machine gunners immediately turned their guns and pulled the trigger on the approaching tank, and the bullets rattled on the iron armor, and they were constantly being bounced away, and the devil's tank was still rushing forward.

"Heavy dodge! Get out of the way! Yang Ling and Lao Wangtou were tying grenades together to increase their power while observing the devil tank.

Seeing the turret on the devil tank turning, his face changed, and he hurriedly shouted a reminder to the Gui army machine gunner who was shooting not far away.

But there were gunshots everywhere, roars everywhere, and the Gui machine gunners were still unwillingly shooting, roaring to kill the monster that kept moving.

Rumble! The smoke of gunpowder filled the air, and the location of the Gui army machine gunner was hit by a cannon, and he was thrown out high, and then smashed into the rubble behind him, blood gushing out like a spring, struggling, wailing in pain.

Someone else picked up the machine gun and continued to shoot, but the machine gun on the devil tank spewed out a long tongue of fire, and the dense bullets swept over, and as soon as they rushed over, a cloud of blood mist burst out from the chest of the Gui soldiers, and they fell backwards and smashed into the muddy water.

Yang Ling grabbed the two bundled grenades in his hands and yelled at the soldiers around him, "Cover me!"

As he spoke, he jumped out of the trench and rolled into a crater in front of the trench.

In front of the Dingjiaqiao position, the smoke of gunpowder was filled, the rain of bullets was flying, and all the soldiers lying in the trenches were clenching their teeth and shooting, and from time to time there were clouds of blood mist bursting out of their bodies.

Some were screaming, others were clutching their bloody arms, their throats and rolling in the muddy water, in pain.

Smoke and dust were splashing, bullets were popping on sandbags, from time to time there were people who were overturned by the devil's grenadiers, the air was full of scorching waves, explosives were flying, and soldiers were constantly swept to the ground like wheat cuts.

The devil's tank cannon was spewing tongues of fire, and the tank guns were also firing, and from time to time they landed on the defenders' positions and exploded, and the earth mixed with the blown up minced meat sprayed in all directions, like a rain of blood.

Yang Ling lay in the crater and gasped violently, like a bullet splashing water, chirping over his head, dense as rain, explosions constantly sounded around him, and the flying rubble and rubble fell in a row, raising him

He grabbed two bundles of grenades in his hands, quietly waiting for his opportunity, he had already heard the roar of the devil's tank machine guns, getting closer and closer.

The old Wang Tou kept pulling the bolt to withdraw the cartridge casing, and then shot at the tank after all, he was like countless Gui soldiers, frightened and helpless, all the shots were useless, but he was still unwilling to shoot.

Yang Ling jumped out of the trench and rolled into a crater and there was no movement, he didn't know if Yang Ling had been hit by a stray bullet and died, he wanted to climb out to continue Yang Ling's unfinished task, but was pulled by Wu Jiang next to him: "The company commander is not dead, he is waiting for an opportunity."

A devil tank roared and crushed the gravel next to Yang Ling, and a huge black shadow shrouded towards Yang Ling, Yang Ling pulled the grenade without hesitation, and then stuffed it into the rolling track.

The devil soldiers who followed behind the tank also spotted Yang Ling, and hurriedly raised their guns to shoot, Yang Ling was rolling, and the bullets were popping behind him, and the smoke and dust were filled.

He gasped and rolled into another crater, pulled a corpse over himself, and a loud rumbling sound rang out, and the dense rubble that rained down on Yang Ling's body turned the body into a sieve.

The devil's tank exploded, falling into a burst of fire, and the air wave generated by the explosion would sweep down with more than a dozen devils behind the tank, and their bodies were also hit by flying debris full of transparent holes.

A tank was blown up by Yang Ling, and the officers of the Gui Army lying in the trenches did the same, and at this moment they also shouted at the top of their voices: "Follow me if you are not afraid of death, blow up the tank!"

One by one, the heroic soldiers of the Gui Army rushed out of the trenches with grenades in their hands, but many of them were hit by bullets as soon as they leaned out, red blood flew and their bodies fell back heavily.

Some of the Gui soldiers rushed forward, and the dense rain of bullets from the devils hiding behind the tanks beckoned, and the bullets sank into their chests with a strong impact, and they fell to the ground in pieces.

Many of the wounded and undead Gui soldiers were covered in blood, and as long as there was still a breath left, they still struggled to squirm on the ground, crawling, pulling grenades and stuffing them into the devil's tracks.

The wounded Gui soldiers watched the devil's tank run over, constantly glaring at their legs and trying to dodge, and with the sound of clattering bones, they were crushed into meatloaf......

The devil's tanks exploded one after another, some fell into the raging flames, and their fuel tanks also exploded, but some tanks only had their tracks blown off, and they still stayed in place and sprayed machine guns.

"Rush!" The Gui officers roared and jumped out of the trenches and charged again.

The exhausted soldiers were also roaring, carrying sabers and rifles, they were still the bravest of the Gui army, and even if they suffered heavy losses, the momentum of the charge was unstoppable.

The Gui army was charging, undulating forward like a wave, the one in front was shot and fell to the ground, and the one behind was still roaring and rushing forward, as if they were not afraid of death, they went forward one after another.

The devil soldiers hiding behind the tank were shooting, the bullets ran out, screaming, and the bayonets met the charging Gui soldiers, and the two sides collided between the tanks, setting off a bloody storm.