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On the gentle southeast slope of the fortress, the little devil launched a tentative charge and ordered a squad of troops to approach the fortress with their waists bent.

At the same time, the mortar wheel bombing was used to test the fire point of the bunker, covering the charge of the squad, and the battle officially began.

The artillery fire on the devil's warship continued, and the shells bloomed everywhere on the peaks of the fortress, and the fireworks were blazing in the sky, and the thunder was rolling.

As a result, the sand and dust were filled, and the fog tent in the southeast of the fortress was turbulent, and the shock wave of the cannonballs was endless.

Mortar shells added fuel to the fire, and the entire hillside was in a state of darkness.

The devil soldiers charged quickly with the help of the cover of the sand and dust fog tent, howling and cheering, and bluffing.

On the bottom line of the fortress, the advance team members were eyeing the enemy, and they couldn't see the shadows of the devil soldiers, but they could faintly hear howls.

Yan Liang's face was solemn, observing the enemy's situation through the periscope, he was confused, he couldn't see anything, which made him anxious, sweat on his forehead, and said loudly: "All be on guard, stand still, and annihilate the enemy at ten meters."

With a weak heart, he reminded the advance team members that they were also comforting themselves, more than a thousand little devils gathered in the southeast of the fortress, and the threat was too great.

The little devil was very cunning, stepping away from the crab step charge, short to advance, opening his mouth to "croak".

The sand and dust are flying, the view is seriously blocked, and the little devils howl to determine the position between each other, the speed of the charge.

The devil's mortar fire extended, and the devil soldiers followed, always keeping between ten meters, and determined the target with the help of the fire.

Coordinated operations, military literacy was fully displayed, Yan Liang vaguely discovered this phenomenon, his heart beat wildly, nervous and waiting.

This time is not long, about thirty seconds, the devil soldiers rushed into the bottom layer and found that they were within ten meters.

Yan Liang immediately made a decision and ordered loudly: "Crossfire, give me a hard beat!" He shouted as he entered the firing position, holding a light machine gun and firing at the devil soldiers.

Crossfire, that is, light machine gun fire, the team between the two machine guns sniped with a 38 cover.

Cooperate with each other, suppress light machine gun fire, and accurately snipe with 38 big covers, which is intended to hide the exposure of heavy firepower, and at the same time can effectively annihilate the enemy.

The light machine guns were full of firepower, and the bullets flickered in the twilight rain, instantly drowning the devil soldiers, and crippled the devil squad in one face.

As a result, there were only more than 20 people left in the team of more than 70 people, and this group of survivors lay down on the spot to fight back.

However, in this way, the location was exposed, and they were sniped by the advance team members one after another, and they died one by one.

Due to the close distance, all the devil soldiers entered within twenty meters, so the devil soldiers could not retreat.

The devil soldiers could have been lurking and not moving, avoiding the danger of being sniped one by one.

However, Yan Liang knew that these little devils were death squads, exploring the way and testing the firepower, and the devil soldiers received a death order and had to fight back.

The battle was won, and the devil squad was annihilated in just twenty seconds, but no one was happy, but more nervous.

Because the firing point at the bottom of the fortress was faintly exposed, attracting accurate strikes from the little devil's mortar, everyone was not happy.

Mortar guns exploded, shells bloomed around the firing holes, and many of the firing holes were blown up to the point of "bells".

The steel plate firing holes groaned, there was no damage, but the sound was deafening, and the barrels of several light machine guns were completely scrapped.

The advance team members reacted quickly, withdrew their guns and ambushed, leaving only observers to monitor the position to prevent them from being infiltrated by the little devils.

The devil's artillery fire was very fierce, and it unfolded round after round, at the expense of consumption, to vent his anger on the front line of the shooting hole.

At this time, the heavy artillery on the land of the devils joined the shelling ranks, and it was estimated that they had received the shelling coordinates and launched a thunderous bombardment.

As a result, the southeast artillery of the fortress bloomed everywhere, shook the ground and shook the mountains, and was completely lost in the rain of bullets.

The devil was bombarded by heavy artillery, and the fortress was facing a major crisis, and the advance team members were not afraid of artillery fire, but they could not bear the earth-shattering sound.

Therefore, all the members of the advance team were miserable, opened their mouths wide, held their heads and endured the torment, and the casualties gradually increased.

At the same time, Yang Guan stood proudly on the top of the western mountain, and he was worried about it, and gave an order with pain: "Mortar preparation, preparation, release!"

Twenty-six mortars acted as ordered, and the shells "roared" into the air, flew to the land on the opposite bank, and exploded in the reeds.

The observation post of the little devil in the reeds is the front line of the devil's artillery position, and the soldiers who plan accurate artillery bombardment.

The cannonballs burst and the flames flashed, setting off a splash of mud and sand, which merged with the sand and dust drifting through the twin mountains into a fog tent.

"Five rapid fire, let's go!" Yang Guan ordered the artillery bombardment, paved the way for the surprise soldier squad, and continued to shout: "The artillery fire extends, advance at a distance of ten meters, and give me a hard beat!"

The mortar fire extended, and the explosion lights were shining, setting off puffs of gunpowder smoke and dust, increasing the concentration of the sand and fog tent.

At this time, the surprise squad successfully dived to the shore, quickly burrowed into the reeds, and reconnoitred the enemy situation with the help of the sudden light of artillery fire.

Monk Wei found the little devil and said softly: "There is a nameless little devil on the left, let's fight!" The southeast slope of the fortress was reduced to a sea of fire, which made him impatient and concentrated on killing the devil's artillery position.

Pan Yunfeng glared at him and warned: "Senior brother, don't mess around, our mission is the devil's artillery position, which is not easy to expose at this time, otherwise we will not be able to approach the devil's artillery position."

"Yes, she was right, the instructor covered us with artillery fire, with the intention of covertly engaging the enemy." Haojie echoed,Then said:"Let's scatter the action,Avoid the little devils,Sneak in with the artillery fire。

The plan was decided, and the team was divided into groups of three, and they touched the land ten meters apart from each other.

The purple spirit dog has a keen sense of smell, leading the team to avoid the little devils, relying on the craters to hide their tracks, and gradually approaching the devil's artillery position.

Due to the vast land area, the squad went smoothly and sneaked all the way.

At this moment, the entire Songhu North Line is in a mess, blooming everywhere, and the war is dozens of miles.

The Kuomintang army was lured by materials, harassing the little devils with small troops, and entangled with the little devils on the other side of the Jiehe River.

It was half past four in the afternoon, the sun was like fire, and there were no clouds.

However, taking the Shuangshan sand as the starting point, all the way to Nansha dust and gunpowder smoke, the gray-black dust rippling in the air, like smoke clouds surging and rippling, with the wind to the south.

In the smoke clouds, guns and bullets are roaring, the firelight is shining, the battle is in full swing, the noisy world is being staged, and a life-and-death struggle is being staged.

The attacking troops of the various regiments of the Kuomintang Army were interspersed in the vertical and horizontal directions, rushing from left to right, and making a false shot to harass in various places.

The troops were platoons as units, advancing into the devil's artillery positions from all sides, making the illusion of destroying the artillery positions.

Probably because the incident happened suddenly, or maybe the Kuomintang army on the northern front had never taken the initiative to attack, which caused the little devil to underestimate and be tired of coping.

The grand front alarmed the high-level of the devils, and ordered the supporting troops to block the Kuomintang army and cover the artillery positions.

And Qi Zhenbang's company fought the most fiercely, and when the battle was launched, it tore through the defense line of the little devils with mortars, and grabbed the devils' positions with thunder.

The scuffle began, and the big war began.