"Ang-"

The blood-red plaster banner swooped down from the thick clouds like a hideous steel monster with its teeth and claws towards the Wushimen defense line.

"Hidden! Take cover! ”

On Heights No. 3, as soon as the shouts of the anti-aircraft sentry fell, a barrage of bullets swept down, and the anti-aircraft sentry was thrown into the trench.

Raging machine-gun bullets sent up a trail of mud and mist along the edge of the trenches, and steel helmets with flying debris rattled and sparked.

"Beat the devil plane down to Lao Tzu!" Zhang Qingyun, chief of staff of the regiment, stood on the trench and shouted.

The four anti-aircraft machine guns arranged on position No. 3 opened fire vigorously, and the bullets flew high into the sky, but the devil planes cunningly flipped and dodged.

The anti-aircraft weapons in all parts of Wushimen opened fire, and clouds of black smoke burst out from the gloomy sky, and the pilots of the devils were also very strong, so they broke through these anti-aircraft fire networks and pounced again.

Many anti-aircraft guns, the brothers in the anti-aircraft machine gun position were not in a hurry to dodge, and were beaten into a bloody mess by the sweeping machine gun bullets.

Seeing the bloody slaughter of the machine gun position on the nearby position, Lu Xing, the commander of the first battalion, was very calm, and did not dare to let the brothers and the devil plane resist hard, and hurriedly beckoned them to hide in the trench with the machine gun.

"Hit, keep fighting! You bastards! Seeing the machine gunners hiding in the trenches one after another, Zhang Qingyun, the chief of staff of the regiment, was so angry that he scolded.

But in the face of the devil plane that swooped down, as long as the fool would stand in place and let the devil plane fight, the brothers turned a deaf ear to Zhang Qingyun's order and were too lazy to listen.

"Chief of Staff Zhang, danger!" Lu Xing saw Zhang Qingyun angrily pull out his pistol and shoot at the devil plane, but he was also helpless, rushed up and dragged him into the trench to hide.

"Battalion Commander Lu, let them fight, we can't let the devils be so rampant!" Zhang Qingyun was very excited at the moment, and ordered loudly to Lu Xing.

Lu Xing loudly persuaded: "The devil plane is too powerful, let's not fight hard!"

"You're a coward!" Zhang Qingyun yelled at Lu Xing, the commander of the first battalion, and glared angrily.

"Be careful!"

Before Lu Xing could answer, he saw a devil plane swooping in, and hurriedly threw Zhang Qingyun to the ground, and a cloud of smoke and dust swept over their heads, making Zhang Qingyun also pale with fright.

Lu Xing, the commander of the first battalion, saw that Zhang Qingyun was not injured, and he didn't bother to deal with him, so he hurriedly ran to the side of a brother who had been shot, covered his wounds and shouted: "Medic! Medic! Someone is hurt here! ”

Soon the two brothers rushed out of the hidden trench carrying a stretcher and carried the wounded brother away.

"Watch for secrecy!" Lu Xing ran around the trenches shouting, and Zhang Qingyun was furious.

"Shoot! Shoot at the devil plane! Zhang Qingyun shouted orders to the brothers who were huddled in the bomb shelter with machine guns.

But the brother poked out half of his head and saw the devil plane flying in the sky, his head shook like a rattle, and Zhang Qingyun scolded and kicked angrily, but he didn't go out.

The planes of the devils were arrogant and arrogant, they were like annoying flies, constantly flaunting their power at low altitudes in the Wushimen position, sweeping all visible targets into transparent holes.

As soon as the devil's fighter plane flew away, the bombers followed, and incendiary bombs and high-explosive bombs poured down on the positions one by one.

The trenches in Wushimen were sunk into a sea of smoke and fire, and the bombs kicked up the sky and the mud and sand fell like rain, leaving the brothers disgraced.

Zhang Qingyun, chief of staff of the regiment, was also tired with a roar, and sat in the trench dejectedly, looking at the devil plane roaring in the sky and throwing bombs, his face full of anger.

"Pull the chief of staff in, don't get blown up." When a veteran company commander saw Zhang Qingyun exposed, he asked the two brothers to drag him into the air-raid shelter.

These trenches and bomb shelters were built in advance by the troops and civilians in advance, but under such a ferocious bombardment by the devils, many places were still blown up.

The dugouts, however, were sturdy, and most of them were covered in dust, except for some of the brothers who were cut and bleeding from the flying explosives.

Soon the devil's plane dropped all the bombs and went away, and the entire position was covered in billowing smoke and dust, and it was a mess.

"Don't nest up, the devil plane is gone! Come out and rescue the wounded and repair the trenches! ”

Seeing that the devil's plane was gone, the platoon commanders of those companies drilled out one after another, looking at the bombed position and cursing again and again.

Before the devil's troops arrived, the fortified position was bombed into this appearance, and I originally wanted to be lazy, but now I have to clean it up again.

The brothers drilled out of the bomb shelters one after another, began to repair on their own, and dug the trenches that had been blown up and collapsed, they all had fought with devils, so they naturally knew the difference between strong trenches and no trenches.

There is no trench where you can only lie down and be bombarded by the devil's machine gun, but with the trench devil's machine gun at least can't penetrate, and there is still a place to hide after the cannon, this is for his own life, so he cursed in his mouth, but his hand did not stop.

Zhang Qingyun, the chief of staff of the regiment, was also embarrassed by the bombing, and his newly changed neat military uniform was covered with dust and mud, and like ordinary brothers, he became a gray-faced mud monkey.

But compared to the mud and dust on his body, his face was extremely ugly, and when he looked at the brothers who were busy with their work, his face flashed with cruelty.

The head of the regiment, Yang Ling, and half of the brothers in the regiment are not known for their lives or deaths, and in Zhang Qingyun's opinion, they are probably all reimbursed, and he also came back from the battlefield last night.

In a melee like that in the dark night, danger is everywhere, and even a seasoned veteran may not be able to escape with his whole body, and he can come back alive by hiding in the grass and waiting for the retreat flare to come back alive.

And those combat units that rushed forward to attack had losses in every company and platoon, as few as seven or eight people, at most half a company was gone, and those who were brought back alive were all flesh and blood.

Yang Ling and the others have not come back now, and nine times out of ten they have bumped into the main force of the devil, and the chances of coming back are slim.

Although he is still young, he has also been on the battlefield, and now the life and death of the regiment commander is unknown, and the deputy regiment commander is vacant, and he, the chief of staff, was appointed by the brigade headquarters as the temporary commander of the 301st Regiment.

Although the brigade headquarters repeatedly emphasized that it was only a temporary generation, Zhang Qingyun was not worried, as long as Yang Ling could not come back, this temporary generation could naturally be removed.

You must know that the 301st Regiment is the main force of the 51st Division, and it is also a well-known existence in the entire 74th Army.

But now Zhang Qingyun is not happy at all, but is very angry and angry, for no other reason, he, the temporary commander, has no real name.

In the face of his own orders, the ignorance of these officers and soldiers made him very unhappy, but they listened to the first battalion commander Lu Xing, which made him very unhappy.

The so-called tiger is not powerful, you think he is a sick cat, and he must now let the brothers know who is the head of the group!