The Japanese army was stalling for time in a vain attempt to wait for the arrival of reinforcements to carry out a flanking battle against the Nationalist army on the southern front, and its strategic intention was obvious. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The crisis was imminent, Yang Guan ordered the shield car to attack, and one stone stirred up a thousand waves, shocking the entire battlefield, and the people were panicked.

The shield car attacked and fought fiercely for an hour, invincible, fighting a bloody road, and destroying countless enemies.

The devil is running away? The number one enemy of the empire is about to escape from the encirclement, and the high-ranking people of the devil are panicking.

No one knew the specific decision, but the little devils in the direction of Linhuai Pass reacted, quickly divided their troops and rushed to help, set up obstacles in a favorable area, and formed fortifications.

According to the news from the front line, the devil soldiers dug trenches for the shield carts and laid mine arrays to block them, and they were very busy.

At the same time, all the hidden tanks of the Japanese army were dispatched and rushed to Linhuai Pass, intending to intercept the fleeing devils.

In order to avoid accidents, Yang Guan ordered mountain artillery fire reconnaissance before the shield car was dispatched, and one shot from the east and one cannon from the west provided visual fire for the observation post.

Directly prompted the devil tank to appear, although the night was dark and the smoke was filled with gunsmoke, it was a little late, but it finally found out that the crisis was coming one step in advance.

This phenomenon was confirmed when Yang Guan gave the order to retreat, and the radio indicator inside the shield car flashed incessantly, sending accurate information.

The shield car is almost straight and does not turn well, this phenomenon is perceived by the little devil, and targeted interception measures are taken.

At the same time, facing the danger of being crushed by the tanks, the shield car was ordered to evacuate, kill back along the original road, and shoot wildly at the devil soldiers who have reoccupied the bloody road.

The devil soldiers had no way to deal with the shield car, and they strafed with dense light and heavy machine guns, and the bullets flashed like fireworks on the shield, but they could not penetrate the protective layer, and the grenades could not reach, but they were frightened into the sky.

Slaughter, seeing slaughter again, the devil soldiers rolled on the ground in fear, rolled in to both sides to avoid, and relied on donkeys to roll, just crazy for their lives.

The shield cart opened fire on all sides, the grenade-covered wheels exploded, and the soldiers hid in the shield cart and greeted vigorously.

"A heavy machine gun forty meters to the left, a column, take it out with a grenade!" The observer was tied under the shield cart with his body almost touching the ground, directing the point of attack in the bumpy.

The little devil never dreamed that there were no viewing holes above the shield car, only a few screw holes for the occasional observation by light and heavy machine gunners.

The shooting angle and distance are all completed under the guidance of the observer soldiers close to the ground, breaking the routine and crushing the devil soldiers.

Not only that, the light and heavy machine guns were all tied to the shield of the shield car, and the operator had to not only shoot to block the ghost soldiers, but also push and pull the shield car and move vigorously to one place.

The entire shield cart was integrated into one, and it moved in rhythm in the sudden sound, which shook the observer soldiers, and the light and heavy machine gunners trembled all over, and sweat fell.

The soldiers fought in such extremely bad conditions, and everyone was so tired that they were full of steam, and they desperately charged towards the heavy artillery position.

A tank shell landed next to the shield cart and exploded, setting off a torrent of shrapnel that clanged outside the shield cart, causing the entire shield cart to suffocate and shake everyone.

"Due south, the devil tank is three hundred meters away, mortars kill it, quick!"

The observation post caught the target, and the anxious roar guided the four mortars standing on a large flatbed truck in the center of the shield cart, and the eight soldiers were already waiting.

The instructors tossed people as much as they could, and the brothers fought the war with blood, just a few of us spent time with them, and we were really anxious to die!

The eight people are very uncomfortable in their hearts, the waist cart, the whole body is steaming, anxious to look around, a heart follows the rhythm of the shield car, this is really unpleasant to not kill the devil.

The brothers who are fighting one after another in front of him, sparing no effort and fighting tenaciously, light and heavy machine guns are sudden, and the mine-throwers can throw out the grenades, why are they artillerymen?

Seeing the grenades weaving through the orange bullet web, rumbling and exploding around them, the limbs of the canine devils were faintly visible, and the howls continued.

In this miraculous scene, there is no artillery or anything, is the instructor deliberately trying to rectify himself?

Not a single shot, back to the position is not to be laughed at by the brothers, ah, our empty shells are back, happy travel!

It doesn't matter if the brothers are joking, the key is that they didn't kill devils, Lao Tzu still wanted to play with heavy artillery, and he didn't think about it without military exploits......

At this time, the eight artillerymen heard the long-lost roar, quickly adjusted the mortar, calibrated the elevation angle, loaded the projectile and sprayed, and Lao Tzu finally fired a shot.

"Empty shells, missed, ten meters to the left, three meters extended, you eight losers!"

The observation sentry roared, and a ricocheting bomb burst a cloud of sand on the ground of his face, choking him to cough, spit out several mouthfuls of sand in succession, and propped up the telescope again to observe.

"How the hell is wrong, fix it quickly, the zongzi people are angry, prepare, fight!"

If you miss the first shot, you will be excited, and if you miss the second shot, the brothers will face death, you must hit, you must ......

"The blind cat meets the dead mouse, and the devil tank is lying on the ......"

The observation post turned its head and roared under the car, with a dusty face and a silly grin, and a pair of bright teary eyes shining in the bullets and fire snakes.

Hit, hit, really hit?

The eight artillerymen were like a dream, and they couldn't be happy, only a cold sweat and wheezing sounds, Lao Tzu covered the shield car and hit the ......

The shield car slowly charged south under the order of Yang Guan, and the huge guy couldn't get up quickly, but the speed of retreat was fast, and the plan to lure the enemy was strictly implemented.

The actual distance was only a hole in the little devil's 500-meter defense line, and he charged back to the roadbed, and the speed increased invisibly.

The shield car was bumpy on the bloody road, like a ship swaying in the wind and waves, struggling to resist the turbulent waves, moving forward like a bamboo.

Three hundred meters, one hundred and fifty meters, and it's almost there......

"Empty shells, two hundred meters to the left with two tanks, hit, knock it out......"

The observation post peeped at the approaching crisis and roared, the artillery was all nervous, two, how could it be two tanks, damn it!

Previously, it was just blowing up the tracks of the devil tank, and the blind cat met the dead mouse, but this time two tanks came together, and it was over?

The eight artillerymen were so nervous that they were soaked in cold sweat and hurriedly launched the shelling, hoping to turn into shells and die with the devil tank, and sacrifice their lives for their brothers.

Everyone in the shield car formation is nervous in the battle, and you must hit it, otherwise our brothers will be left here......

People's hearts are mixed and they are bent on killing the enemy, and they did not flinch in the face of the death crisis, but increased their efforts to slaughter the devil soldiers.

"It's off, hit quickly, correct it five meters to the right, extend ten meters, hurry, the devil tank is adjusting the muzzle, hit!"

The observation post roared in horror, observing the posture of the devil tank while roaring, and everyone was shocked with a ferocious murderous aura.

"Kill, kill the little devil raised by the dog......"

"Rush, brothers, work hard, death is enough, pull the back ......"