At the moment when the Japanese army's front in the direction of the East and Linhuai Pass was about to collapse, it was completely crazy, and the human sandbag tactic was in full force. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Three, a whole three human sandbags were built around the heavy artillery position, rolling waves forward.

To hell with humanity, morality, and mercy!

The hideous faces of the devil soldiers cover up the humanity, and they are bent on survival, and there is a way to survive if they defeat the devil and kill them.

Perhaps this was the only hope in the minds of the Japanese troops besieging the heavy artillery position, and it would be glorious to crush the heavy artillery position for a lifetime.

Under this kind of power, the devil soldiers went crazy, screaming and squeaking, throwing corpses and walls in the chaos.

Regardless of it, he desperately built a shelter, and his motivation was extremely crazy.

If you look down at the heavy artillery position from the air, you will see three circles of corpses rolling towards the center, pushing and hiding in the center area.

The 40 mountain cannons of the advance team opened fire one after another, blowing up flesh and blood, piercing through the gaps, and delaying the waves of corpses approaching.

However, the area locked by the forty mountain cannons was limited, and the hollow part was approached by the corpse waves, and then countless grenade wheels flew out to blow up the Shalei Dark Fort.

The crisis is imminent, there is no trace outside the Sha Lei Dark Fort, only soldiers crawling in the dark fort, and the grenades blow up waves of sand, but they do not hurt anyone.

The battle lasted for more than three hours without results, and with the Eastern and Northern Fronts in jeopardy, the devil soldiers launched a strong attack under orders.

Countless devil soldiers rushed over the corpse wall to the heavy artillery position, and they were greeted by a barrage of bullets, and the death toll rose sharply.

However, the Japanese army was outnumbered, and charged with the tactics of adding fuel to the battle, fighting to the death, and encircling and annihilating the heavy artillery positions.

The devil soldiers rushed through the blockade line to the edge of the trench, and were dumbfounded in the face of the three-meter-wide trench, and the Sha Lei on the opposite side was more than a meter above the ground.

The bullets were head-on, the compatriots pushed and shoved, and the devil soldiers fell into the trenches one after another, mixing with the corpses, deriving a picture of slaughter.

Bullet blasting, grenade wheel blasting, mountain artillery cutting, in one fell swoop destroyed the illusion of the Japanese army.

A smile appeared on Yang Guan's miserable face, immersed in the cuckoo's chattering narration, the battle was won, the advance team survived, are the brothers okay?

A sour question echoed in his heart, he didn't dare to ask, he was afraid to hear the words heavy casualties, and it was a pain for the iron man to lose anyone!

I was still deceived by this girl, and at the moment of the coma, there was no brother army at all, and the advance team must have suffered heavy losses?

Iron-bone tenderness, he lives very really, but his heart hurts, it hurts, the painful tears roll down the corners of his eyes, his nose is stuffy, his throat is choked, are the brothers okay, he still can't ask!

"Brother, you can recuperate with peace of mind! Three hundred and forty-eight brothers are waiting for your return, and more than three thousand and one hundred brothers are looking forward to your speedy recovery! ”

Pan Yunfeng approached, smiling like a spring breeze, black silk long hair half-covering his face, neat military uniform, heroic posture, but there was a trace of worry in his eyes.

The battle under the cover of night was very hard, and the fire blockade based on the hills and fortifications was carried out, and the troops could not advance at all.

The Japanese army was indeed cunning, and it was estimated that Zhang Zizhong's 59th Army would begin preparations for fortifications when it landed on the south bank of the Huai River.

Along the Huai River, there are complete fortifications on each hill, which is obviously not an overnight achievement.

From this, it can be concluded that the Japanese army had a great plan, aimed at intercepting the 59th Army and the 51st Army, so as to carry out a flank attack from the north and south with the troops rushing from the southern front.

Now, the 13th Division of the Japanese Army fled to the southern front and was disabled in one fell swoop, which did not constitute the illusion of implementing flanking tactics against the national army on the southern front.

According to intelligence, the Japanese army rushed to the aid of more than 200,000 troops, and the more than 40,000 people who fled with the 13th Division were increasing their combat strength unabated, and were fighting with the national army on the southern front.

The righteous brother's move of using himself as bait was too risky, but it broke the illusion of the Japanese army attacking from the north and south, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.

Yang Guan regretted in his heart, mourned silently for his sacrificial brother, looked at the two beauties who had recovered their former appearances, and struggled to sit up.

"Don't you move, can't you just lie down?"

The cuckoo was unforgiving, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to help, with a resentful face, tears of pity, and very aggrieved, why couldn't he guess his thoughts?

Pan Yunfeng chuckled, reached out on the other side to help, and teased: "Xiao Nizi, are you jealous?" Still blushing, gurgling, you care about it! ”

Yang Guan blinked his eyes, and was moved to see the two shy, so as to avoid embarrassment, he said, "Help me get up and go to the position to have a look?"

Du Juan wanted to stop Pan Yunfeng from shaking his head to stop him, and said: "You woke up at the right time, there is already a commotion on the battlefield, it's okay to go for a trip!"

"Whew!" Yang Guan was surprised, he couldn't guess what was there to make trouble, could it be the problem of the loot?

With doubts, he stood up with the support of the second daughter and walked slowly towards the pale yellow tent curtain.

Pan Yunfeng opened the door curtain, a dazzling sunlight dizzy, he walked out of the tent with a blink of his eyelids, ushered in a heat wave, bathed in warmth.

The three of them didn't speak, and walked slowly towards the area of the quarrel, and vaguely found that the two sides were tense, the muzzle of the gun pointed at each other, and the bullet was loaded, right?

More than 300 meters apart, the ground is pitted, charred and black, full of devastation, the corpses of devils can not be counted, and a piece of white cloth covers the shame.

The battlefield had been cleaned, and only bullet shells and devil corpses remained in the scorched earth, exuding a rich bloody smell and a slight stink.

The scorching sun is in the sky, and the sky is cloudless, but it is a pity that the smell is stinking under the peace, which destroys the original harmony, and I hope it will not cause a plague.

"Zero!"

The soldiers along the road were in awe, even the soldiers of the national army, and admired him as a general.

Approaching the place of dispute, the advance team blocked a group of officers, and the soldiers of the peripheral national army crowded, about 400 people, the scene is not small!

"Get out of the way, get out of the way and let our instructor pass, you kid will try to stare at again......"

The five heralds angrily rebuked the guards of the national army, and they had a posture of beating people.

"Shut up, you can't talk well, don't forget that it was the brothers of the national army who saved our advance team, what are you shouting about?"

Yang Guan listened to the harsh and casual reprimand, ignoring the grievances of the herald and walked forward, and a road parted ways.

"Do you still know how to wake up? It's three days of sleep, and the corpse of the little devil is about to stink, what are you going to do with it? ”

Zhang Zizhong was not angry and arrogant, stood upright, and stared at Yang Guan meaningfully.

Yang Guan smiled slightly, looked around at a group of high-ranking officials of the national army and laughed: "The national army is full of talents, and if you gather on the battlefield, you are not afraid of a little devil coming to shoot?"

"You kid can't spit out ivory in your mouth, and with an instructor like you, you will go out to violate discipline......"

"What's your eye? Oops, I'm hungry, why don't we talk while eating? ”

"Foodie, isn't it okay if you haven't eaten for three days? Serious matters matter......"

"That's a good feeling, you are worried about my stomach and I can't be hungry, don't eat Western food, I can't get used to eating that thing!"

"Stinky boy, you pay attention to your image, as a general, ......"

"Don't worry, the brothers eat blood mud, it's not too much for me to eat a meal with the sacrificed brothers here, right?"

"Guards, are you stupid? Hurry up and pay tribute to the heroes and heroes, and he can still get a benefit from you? ”