The dark night was chaotic, gunshots, cannons, and shouts converged into a pot of porridge, and the noise was cloudy. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

On the position, the smoke of gunpowder was accompanied by sand waves, bullets and shrapnel were raging, and the scene was not visible under the urging of the shock wave.

Blurred figures trembled, rhythmic in them, like saplings in a whirlwind of sand and mud that would be broken at any time.

The shining tongue of gunfire and the luminosity of the cannon fire were faint, and the whole world was submerged by the sand tide, and the blood boiling vitality was swallowed up.

The space trembled in the sound and sand tide, surging to a distorted height, and the small lives fought in it, fighting to the death!

"Ahem, phew!" Yang Guan choked on the burning pain in his throat, laboriously spit out the bloody sand in his mouth, and shouted sideways: "Order the brothers to retreat and retreat to the second line of defense, quickly!"

"Retreat, brothers, withdraw to ......"

The lanterns were useless in the sand tide, and the soldiers spread the order by word of mouth, and they also roared to remind the brothers in front to evacuate.

The distance was only ten meters, but the brothers in front could not hear it, they were already immersed in the passion of killing the enemy, trembling with the sudden burst of light and heavy machine guns, sacrificing themselves to fight the war!

The Devil Soldiers advanced under the cover of the tanks, but they could not get up fast, and suffered heavy casualties under the fierce counterattack of the soldiers, prompting the Devil Tanks to launch artillery bombardments.

The mountain artillery on the herringbone fortifications were destroyed one after another, and the joint fortifications were blown up, and the devil soldiers brazenly advanced within 40 meters and bombed the fortifications with dense grenade wheels.

The sand tide stirred in the grenade wheel explosion, obscuring the view, and the fortifications were blown to pieces, leaving little left.

At the moment of life and death, the wounded soldiers and brothers still insisted on resisting the enemy, fighting back in the sand tide, and the emotional pain was already numb, only thinking about counterattacking and counterattacking... Kill the devil...

Yang Guan couldn't see clearly, but the trembling vague figures floated in the sand tide, and a heart was shocked, this is the real War of Resistance, the blood stains the land, and the fight to the death will not retreat!

"Drag the brothers back, quick!"

Several figures beside him tumbled into the trench, hurriedly climbed up the opposite slope, grabbed the legs of the brother who was also blocking the devil and dragged him back.

Several grenades exploded on the fortifications, instantly sending several people flying and falling into the mud.

Twenty meters away, the little devil raised by the dog was close at hand, and the tank charged at great speed.

The fortifications were in front of them, and it was difficult for the tank to run over the fortifications without charging, prompting the tank to directly abandon the devil soldiers and rush forward.

The humming sound was deafening, the creaking sound was sharp and piercing, and the sand tide swept through the fortifications, and the hideous iron lumps jumped upwards over the fortifications.

The soldiers in the mud ducked to the sides, and a splash of mud scattered in all directions, and the sound was faint in the sound of the battle.

Just after running more than a meter away, a behemoth fell from the sky, and a huge iron lump plunged headlong into the deep ditch.

"Boom la la ......"

The mud splashed all over the sky, and several people were also flying, and the devil tank buzzed in the mud, but he couldn't move.

"Haha......"

The soldiers got up from the mud, grinned and showed a mouthful of mud teeth, faintly visible with the help of the flash grenade fire, hugging each other to celebrate, silly fun!

Ignoring the devil's soldiers, they all shouted at the sound of gunfire: "Haha, Zero's tactical intention has been realized, and the devil will personally send the tank ......"

Yang Guan vaguely heard and saw a few mud monkeys frolicking, and he didn't mean to blame, but took a long breath and roared sideways: "Order the brothers to blow up the herringbone fortifications, wait for the opportunity to fight back, and slaughter the little devils!"

The order was passed on by word of mouth, and the news also came back that all sixteen tanks of the little devil were caught, and they were all trapped in the ditch with thick smoke.

Yang Guan couldn't be happy, in order to capture sixteen tanks, he didn't let the brothers destroy them with mountain artillery, but the cost was estimated to be not small, how many brothers were sacrificed for this?

The calculation of the devil tank originated from the herringbone fortifications that had been formed into a prison wall, and the devil soldiers did not dare to show their heads at all, and tried their best to promote the secret construction of hidden forts and trenches.

The slope of the trench extends below the base of the herringbone fortification wall, and the devil tank will be planted in a three-meter-wide ditch when it climbs over the fortification.

The huge iron lump smashed down to a deep pit, and the cannon barrel was pierced into the barrier built by the sandbag barrier on the inside, and it was wishful thinking to move again.

The inner side is built with sandbags, straight up and straight down, and the shooting hole is reserved at the ground level to build a hidden bunker, and the fire is aimed at the trench and the front horizon.

This kind of firing point parallel to the ground, no one could have imagined, but it was an unexpected conceptual design.

The firepower port is made of steel solid wood, the exit is left behind, the roof is a triangular slope, and directly in front of it is a sandbag barrier.

A one-meter-high sandbag barrier with a ramp that extends backwards, on which soldiers can crawl to form an upper fire net.

The devil soldiers on the periphery did not notice this quiet layout when they could not get up, forcing the devil tank to strayed into the urn.

Yang Guan originally didn't think of this, and the idea was a deliberately targeted design for the changes of the devil soldiers.

At first, the devil soldiers used smoke to obscure the heavy artillery position, and made it bad behind their backs, in a vain attempt to dig holes in the ground to infiltrate the position.

This method of belonging to the three holes of the cunning rabbit comes from the helplessness of the little devil who has no heavy firepower.

Even so, the devil soldiers used oil drums to split into two U-shaped iron sheets, and used the iron sheets to strengthen the cave to prevent it from collapsing.

For this kind of infiltration, only the trench is ideal, and then the inner fire point is monitored, and how many devil soldiers who crawl out of the hole in the ground die.

Then he felt uncomfortable, vaguely realized the strategic intentions of the Japanese army, and then figured out that the devil tank must exist.

The Japanese army did not take a tank assault heavy artillery position, mainly because it was afraid of the mountain artillery on the front, and the loss could not be linked to the strategic intention, forcing the Japanese army to hide and standby.

The shield car attack stimulated the nerves of the Japanese army, the threat of the devil was too great, and it belonged to the object of absolute clearance, forcing the tanks to attack passively.

Since the tanks were involved in the battle, and under the threat of the defeat of the Eastern Mountain Front, they realized that they would no longer have a chance to annihilate the advance team at this time, and were forced to participate in the battle.

No matter how big the loss is, you have to kill the devil, and the completion of this task will be a supreme glory, and it seems normal for the tank to fall into the urn.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

The incomplete herringbone fortifications exploded in a row, accompanied by countless ghost soldiers flying up, agitating, colliding, strangling, cutting, tearing and so on in the sand tide.

"Hit, fire, slaughter little devils!"

Yang Guan struck a piece of steel on the front line with a rotary knife, and roared to give the battle order, pinching it in the moment just after the explosion.

The explosion caused so much noise that both the enemy and the enemy were shocked and fell into a brief state of distraction.

With his roar, the two nets of fire on the bunker and the upper level spewed tongues of fire, stretching left and right throughout the entire ring of fortifications, reverberating through the sky.

The explosion chain of sand waves has not yet fallen, and the dense barrage blooms on the body of the devil soldiers, and the blood-stained sand waves slaughter Zhenghan.