A round of grenade fireworks bloomed on the south bank of the Huai River, the war was gorgeous, earth-shattering, and the battle situation was suddenly suffocated, what was the situation?

The thoughts of passionate struggle were broken, and they were all shocked by the fireworks at that moment, and they forgot the function of pulling the trigger. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The soldiers of the national army were stunned and looked out of the trenches, did they succeed?

Two thousand grenades smashed the firing point of the Japanese army, just like in a dream, so easy to get the little devil?

If you don't believe it, who will dare to believe it?

However, the second round of grenade wheels exploded, and the ghost soldiers were completely extinguished, and the soldiers of the national army believed that seeing is believing, which was true and incredible.

The soldiers of the Nationalist army did not believe that it was reasonable, but because the advance party crossed the river too fast, it took about five minutes to reach the opposite bank and attack.

You must know that it was a force of two thousand people, and a third of them did not know how to water, and not only did they not drown, but destroyed the defense line of the little devils in one fell swoop.

The fighter plane came, the soldiers of the national army were like in a dream, everyone stretched their necks like giraffes to watch the fireworks, the little devil is too vegetable, right?

The officers of the national army were not confused, and the military orders were kept in mind, and when the second round of grenades exploded, they jumped out of the trenches one after another, raised their weapons and waved them at the opposite bank.

"Brothers, cross the river, forcibly cross the Huai River to kill the devils, recover the Linhuai Pass, rush!"

One stone stirred up a thousand waves, the officer took the lead in the charge, and the soldier climbed up the trench like ants moving, shouting: "Kill the devil, rush!"

The momentum was huge, earth-shattering, and the third round of grenade explosions merged into a collapsing flood wave, rolling southward.

Qi Zhenbang was on the left, Li Tao was on the right, and when he threw out the third round of grenades, he waved his hand to signal the brothers to seize the line of the little devils.

The strange thing is that they did not shout, but only crawled on the ground, moving their bodies in a straight line, and approaching the line of little devils under the cover of the snipers behind them.

A series of muddy figures shuttled through the orange-red barrage, and the bullet streamline rubbed through a layer of skin, taking away a blood line without staying for a moment, and moving forward.

Fifty meters away, the devil soldiers on the second line of defense woke up from a big dream and launched fire one after another.

The battlefield was filled with gunsmoke and pitch black, and the target was judged only by gunfire, prompting the devil soldiers to shoot blindly, and they were also panicked under the interference of shouting and killing.

The devil soldiers played abnormally, and then the snipers took care of them, and the firepower points on the defense line quickly decreased, and a wave of fear was derived.

The front line was lost and there was no place to be buried, and the devil soldiers fought back in fear, shooting out a stream of life-seeking lines.

The barrage passed by, rubbed the skin, ran through the military uniform, and occasionally a brother died in front of his eyes, his body spasmed, the bullet holes were gurgling blood, and the brothers were good!

Afraid, everyone is afraid of death, but the factor of fear of death is far less than the hatred flowing in the blood, killing devils to take revenge!

When the narrow road meets, the brave wins, and one by one the figures squirm forward, ignoring everything, their faces almost touching the ground and approaching the second front with the cooperation of their limbs.

The soldiers of the national army in the rear were shot and fell to the ground one after another, screaming everywhere, but they did not hinder the momentum of the charge, and they were not afraid of death and forced to cross the Huai River.

Under the interference of the sound, the advance team led its troops to break through the fire blockade zone and enter the first line of defense, clear out the remnants of the enemy, and seize the firing position to carry out sniping.

The sniper pressure in the rear disappeared, climbed ashore one after another, crawled in the barrage, charged in the gap between fire, and successfully entered the defensive line.

Sniper warfare is the basic skill of the advance team, occupy a favorable terrain to snipe the devil soldiers, the battle lasts for ten minutes and the devil soldiers on the second front cannot raise their heads, and victory is in sight.

The vanguard of the national army landed on the shore, and the shouts of killing continued to unfold, frightening the devil soldiers in panic and died one after another under the cover of firepower.

The war was raging, and the Japanese army had a large number of troops stationed along the coast of Linhuai Pass, but the deviation of the heavy artillery position prompted a large number of little devils to rush to the rear.

Under the sound of battle and night, the Japanese troops rushing to the rear did not know that the riverbank defense line had been lost.

Even though the shouts of the national army were full of fire, the distance of transmission was very limited, and it was estimated that it could not reach more than 300 meters before it was drowned out by the sound of gunfire.

In addition, the commander of the advance team who knocked out the little devils at the first time, the communication organization and the light and heavy firepower points prompted the Japanese troops rushing to the rear to react in a timely manner.

When the Japanese army turned back to rescue, there was a dense barrage, and the troops were disabled almost instantly, and few of them fled to the rear.

Qi Zhenbang and Li Tao marched left and right, like two sharp knives straight into Linhuai Pass, giving up the rear and left and right flanks to the national army to clean up the mess.

The battlefield under the night was pitch black and hot, and he couldn't see his fingers, relying only on gunfire and sound to distinguish the opponent, and the battle was hot.

Linhuai Pass is boiling like waves for dozens of miles, and the night is shining in the low sky, which disturbs Bengbu and shakes the enemy and us on the southern front.

At the beginning of the decisive battle, let's fight, play a fighter, this may be the common wish of both sides, and start the battle for each other's survival.

On the restless night, the flames of war spread for hundreds of miles, and the night trembled, and the earth trembled, and was moved by the blood beacon fire.

The heavy artillery position at Linhuai Pass ushered in a crisis, and 16 tanks attacked from all directions, covering the ghost soldiers to charge the position.

"Tom"

A stout orange-red streamer flashed and exploded into the herringbone fortifications, no fire in the muffled thunder, but a wave of mushroom sand.

The shock wave opened a gap more than two meters wide, shattering a mountain cannon, and three soldiers were thrown into the air and fell into the rear trench in a parabola.

"Boom la la ......"

The mud was splattered and three soldiers struggled in the mud, wounded to unknown extent.

"Save people, order the blocking troops to evacuate quickly close to thirty meters from the devil tank, pay attention to avoid artillery fire, hurry up!"

Yang Guan lay on his side and turned his head to shout at the herald, turning his head sharply to watch the battle situation, and a pair of bright and hateful eyes appeared on his cold face.

"Yes!" The herald roared, and he rolled over and lay on his back, delivering orders in the language of a flashlight.

"Tom"

The mountain cannon on the herringbone fortifications opened fire, firing an angry cannonball that exploded in the distance, and only the sound of it was heard.

Several figures rushed into the trench, hurriedly fished out the injured brother from the mud, and worked together to push up the second line of defense, and launched first aid in the mud and blood all over the body.

"No, no, I, I can't do it, medicine, medicine is left to the brothers, cough cough, it's worth it, it's worth it......"

"Iron Egg, wake up, wake up, hold on...... Ah, the little devil raised by the dog Lao Tzu swears to stand with you! ”

Yang Guan glanced back, two lines of tears slipped from the corners of his eyes, his heart was like a knife, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, go all the way!

War is a success or failure in flesh and blood, and his heart is like a mirror, but his heart is touched by the face of his brother who died with a smile in the mud with spasms.

The blood is stained with mud, the brothers are wounded and stationed in the herringbone fortifications, and they voluntarily ask for the help to lure the enemy, just to preserve the combat power and kill the devil, this sentiment surpasses everything, and the brotherhood of life and death is priceless!

"Boom"

A shell exploded on the fortifications, blowing up a gap, revealing a hideous shadow, and the dark red barrel was faintly visible.

"Report Zero, the devil tank is approaching fifty meters ......"