At noon, Jiazhuang.

A flat land about 800 meters away from the turret at the entrance of the village.

"Gun carriage, two gun wheels, and cradle, hurry, hurry!"

Iwamori's gruff voice roared.

Behind him, a dozen or so warriors set up the gun carriages, gun wheels, and cradles carried on the backs of large mules in turn at designated positions, and a set of actions, including digging and stationing hoe pits, took more than three minutes in total.

Looking at the movements of the artillery squad, Iwamori nodded with satisfaction.

Although there is still a big improvement, it is already very good for this group of soldiers who have not taken over the Type 92 infantry gun for five days.

"Sights, barrels."

Iwamori continued his loud voice: "Be careful, this thing is expensive, don't fall." ”

As the core of the entire cannon, the barrel is forged from stainless steel, which is extremely hard and strong, but Iwamori is still used to being careful, after all, it is the most core component. As for the sight, this thing is the most vulnerable structure of the entire cannon, and whether it can be accurately hit depends on the optical sight equipped with the gun. Once damaged, he has no place to cry.

The barrel installation is very simple, as for the sight, just plug it in and calibrate it.

Five minutes later, a Type 92 infantry gun stood on a preset artillery position.

"Ammo set!"

Iwamori waved his hand back, but his voice was still as loud as a bell.

At the rear of the line, five fighters ran up with twenty shells on their backs, they removed the shells on their backs and stacked them next to the gun emplacement, about five meters from the infantry guns.

"Aim."

Click··· The cradle twisted, the barrel turned direction, pointing directly at the devil's turret, and a gunner crouched behind the gun carriage, keeping his eyes close to the optical sight, guiding the barrel to point.

"Aim done."

The gunner responded loudly.

"Give the signal, the artillery is ready."

Nodding, Iwamori looked at the herald on the side.

In the midst of the hunt, two red flags fluttered in the herald's hand.

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"Report, the artillery is ready."

500 meters away from the Devil's Gun Tower, Zhang Dabiao led more than 100 people to hide behind the ditch next to the road at the entrance of the village, and the herald who had been observing the direction of the artillery position reported to Zhang Dabiao and received the order.

"Okay."

Nodding, Zhang Dabiao's voice was heavy and powerful.

Then, he turned his head to look at the commando fighters behind him and shouted:

"After the artillery opened fire, they immediately launched a charge, there were more than 30 devils in the turret, there was a heavy machine gun, three light machine guns, the fire was very strong, pay attention to the running position."

"Remember, when the cannon sounds, run, when the cannon stops, we are ready to look for cover, and we charge according to the rhythm of the artillery."

"This time, we have the cover of artillery."

"Yes."

The ten squad leaders of the commando team, who were carefully observing the terrain within a range of 500 meters ahead, also responded loudly.

There is no need to remind, this group of veteran squad leaders who have been in the army for at least one and a half years naturally understand that if you plan well before the assault, be familiar with and remember the terrain, and plan the next run, the probability of surviving is much greater, and on the battlefield, there is not so much time for you to think.

However, fortunately, there are infantry artillery to suppress the devils in this assault battle, and it is far less dangerous than the previous battle.

After telling him, Zhang Dabiao turned his head and looked at the devil's turret with a telescope.

In the distance, Jiazhuang's turret was noticeably different from a few months ago.

The outer wall of the original masonry structure has been reinforced, although it is not a cement steel structure, but it also has an extra layer of wooden frame and mortar masonry structure, and the defense is several times stronger than that of ordinary turrets.

With the power of the Type 92 infantry gun, unless there is a continuous bombardment of one hundred and eighty rounds, don't think about completely destroying it.

However, his goal has never been to completely collapse the devil's turret, that is too cost-effective, his task is to kill all the devils, and the infantry artillery only needs to eliminate the devil's firepower point.

"Our goal is..."

"Go two hundred meters."

Zhang Dabiao took out the shell gun, pulled the bolt to load the bullet, and the voice was like Hong Zhong: "After the assault of two hundred meters, the machine gun group set up a machine gun position to suppress the devils, and the rest of the troops continued to attack. ”

"Yes."

This time everyone roared in unison.

"Ready."

Click··· With a series of bolt pulls, the momentum of the rear commandos suddenly changed, and more than a hundred pairs of sharp eyes stared at the devil turret in the distance, and their eyes were full of murderous energy, like a hundred cheetahs.

Amid the sound of hunting flags, the artillery positions in the distance received orders.

"Cannonballs."

Iwamori squatted behind the gun carriage, his tone sharp.

。。。

"Taijun, Taijun, they have cannons, and there are cannons on the eighth road."

"They have cannons."

In the Jiazhuang Turret, a puppet army officer wearing a yellow leather coat, wearing a military cap and carrying a Wang Ba box on his waist threw away his binoculars, and then rushed to the devil's father on the third floor in a panic.

On the way from the second floor of the turret to the third floor, he stumbled down the stairs, because he was so strong that by the time he got up, a front tooth had fallen on the ground. But at this time, he didn't have the heart to feel sorry for his teeth, after all, compared to a small life, a tooth is not a matter at all.

"Yaga, what are you panicking about?"

The captain of the devil squad stationed on the third floor first slapped the puppet army officer in the face, and the tone of his reply was as fierce as ever, but the elite puppet army officer still heard the panic and fear inside.

It's only a little bit, but it's well hidden.

can serve as an officer of the puppet army in a county town, and his ability to fight and do things is not good, but that is not the top master of observing words and feelings?

If this ability is not good, can you be the head of the puppet army?

"Our artillery tower has been strengthened and defended, and the shells of the Eighth Route Army can't penetrate it, I have just called the Shou County Headquarters, and in less than an hour, reinforcements from the imperial army will arrive."

The tone of the devil squad leader sounded sworn and confident.

But...

The puppet army officer glanced at the implicit crying face of the communication devil next to the phone in the distance, and his heart suddenly sank to the bottom.

I'm afraid this reinforcement is hanging.

The recent situation is also very clear to the puppet army officers.

More than 500 devils were wiped out by the Eighth Route Army, such a big thing, even if the devils desperately blocked it, but the size of the army was reduced by more than half, how could it be hidden? The news soon spread throughout Shou County.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have taken refuge in the devil's turret.

I'm afraid, the imperial army in Shou County didn't dare to come out, for fear that the Eighth Route Army would ambush. ’

The puppet army officer quickly deduced the cause and effect.

No, the Eighth Route Army has artillery, and this place can't stay any longer!

Labor and management should not have come in the first place.

Subsequently, the puppet army officer who came to power after the traitors in the Liu family compound were completely wiped out by the independent regiment rolled his eyes, and planned how to escape in his heart, but it was a pity that the first floor was guarded by devils, the door was blocked, and it was obviously impossible for the puppet army with only a few rifles to escape and retreat.

"Hey."

I was thinking about how to escape, but I was obedient and obedient: "It's a lowly panic, I'll go down and let the brothers strengthen their defense." ”

There were more than a dozen puppet soldiers who fled into the turret, all of whom were stationed on the second floor.

With that, he walked to the second floor.

When the puppet army officer left, beside the leader of the devil squad, a military Cao said in a worried tone: "Captain, these people are not imperial warriors, once the situation is bad, this group of people is afraid that they will rebel, do you..."

As he spoke, Jun Cao made a motion to wipe his neck.

Without the slightest hesitation, the devil bowed slightly.

Then, he looked around, pulled out the katana he was carrying, and wiped the blade with his bare hands, his face flashing with fierceness and madness:

"Gentlemen, the time has come to be loyal to the Empire, Kudanzaka."

"Long live Your Majesty Tianhuang!"

"Long live Your Majesty Tianhuang!"

More than a dozen devil soldiers were fanatical and crazy: "Kudanzaka. ”

An order from the Shou County Command: No reinforcements, fight to the death with the Eighth Route Army, fight to the last person, be loyal to the empire, and don't insult the glory of the imperial warriors.

After a while, a burst of gunfire and screams came from the second floor.

Suddenly.

Boom...

The violent explosion, accompanied by the vibration of the turret, a shell hit the turret, shattering a large area of the outer wall, shaking the turret to fall like a rain, fortunately, the main structure of the fortified turret is still intact, and the wall has not been blown through.

"Ready."

The leader of the devil squad was hoarse.

One heavy machine gun, three light machine guns poked out of the firing hole.

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"Go on."

The smoke of the first cannon had not yet dissipated, and Yan Sheng didn't look at the results of the battle, but just glanced at Zhang Dabiao's commando team that began to charge in the distance, and ordered to continue the shelling.

The turret on the opposite side is very solid, one or two cannons have no effect at all, a few more cannons, and his artillery has to suppress the devil's firepower for Zhang Dabiao's commando.

Rumble!

Before the first shot subsided, the second shell flew away, and the third had already advanced into the chamber.

In the continuous explosion smoke, the devil's turret was like a city wall that had been slammed by a sledgehammer, collapsing one by one, and fine debris fell like rain, and soon, billowing smoke and dust began to spread from the turret.

"Yaga, shoot."

"Shoot."

"Cannonballs, hidden!"

In the turret, the devils were in a panic, and they could only watch the commandos of the Eighth Route Army gradually approaching on the flat ground at the entrance of the village, but there was nothing they could do.

It's not that the devils don't want to shoot, but the machine guns often just poke out, the trigger just moves, and before a five-round bullet board is fired, a shell flies over, and it has to be withdrawn to hide.

Although the shells exploded on the outer wall, and the walls of the turret could barely resist the opponent's shells, unless two cannons hit one, the wall could not be broken, but shrapnel and scorching wind would spread along the outer wall of the turret, and would pour in through the shooting holes, and it was still very dangerous if you didn't dodge, and there was already a light machine gun shooter who was seriously injured by the shells near the shooting hole.

In addition, the debris and dust that fell and the smoke from the explosion seriously interfered with the shooting.

"Haha, come again."

Looking at the smoke-filled devil turret in the distance, Yan Sheng's tone was cheerful.

Although I did it several times yesterday, I felt so happy every time that I couldn't stop at all.

It's so cool to bombard devils.

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In the Devil's Turret.

"Be careful, lie down."

The fifth shell exploded at the edge of the machine-gun firing hole, and shrapnel and a scorching shock wave surged along the firing hole into the turret, and the devils also reacted in time, lying down one after another, causing only a few injuries.

With a bang, a dense burst of broken masonry mortar fell, pouring dust on the devils lying on the ground.

"Yaga."

"This waste turret!"

shook the sand and gravel debris on his body, and the leader of the devil squad scolded.

When it was built, in order to prevent the Eighth Route Army from being close to the blasting, the base was built very firmly, but I didn't consider that it would be shelled by the Eighth Route Army, and the building on the upper floor was stable but not not tight, and it would not collapse because of a few cannons, but the falling debris was also very irritating.

After the smoke of gunpowder dispersed, the original shooting hole was enlarged several times by this gun.

A large hole was made in the turret.

Looking along the enlarged hole, you can see that not far away, nearly 100 Eighth Route Army troops are rushing towards the turret.

"Shoot, shoot."

"Kill them."

A few crooked handles and 38 big covers poked out of the hole, pouring a dense rain of bullets on Zhang Dabiao's commando.

"Lie down."

Zhang Dabiao immediately reminded loudly.

Before his words fell, the movements of nearly 100 members of the assault team changed neatly from the state of charge, some rolling, some leaping and prostrating, looking for shelter on the spot.

Several machine gunners took advantage of the situation to lie down and fire at the devils, and the action was done in one go.

Boom...

The seventh shell hit the Devil's Turret.

However, the distance of 800 meters was a bit far, and this shell was a little off, and it grazed the outer edge of the cylindrical turret, which did not affect the shooting of the devils.

Da Da Da ·

The devil's bullet hit the dirt next to the commandos, splashing a large cloud of dirt and grass clippings.

Da Da Da ·

The machine guns of the commandos also opened fire, and the dense bullets hit the outside of the turret, forcing the devils to stop firing and dodge the bullets.

Seeing that the enemy was all hidden, the devil squad leader glanced at a devil behind him, and then this devil crawled to the top of the turret.

"Continue to hide in place, and the machine gun group establishes machine gun positions."

Glancing at the distance, and the turret where the devil had been gnawed by a dog, Zhang Dabiao ordered to stop the attack and set up a machine-gun position on the spot.

The devil is condescending, although the targets are dense and are set on fire by the commandos, but there is a turret to cover, even if the turret is full of holes, it is still strong. The assault team was scattered and hidden behind the stacks of rocks, and the firepower was even more powerful than that of the devils, and the two sides launched a firefight, and for a while, a dense bullet meteor streaked between the two.

However, at a distance of more than 300 meters, the two sides rarely achieved results, and most of them were just wasting bullets.

In the rear, seeing that the devil was attracted by the commando, Iwamori suddenly shouted:

"Fuck, go three hundred meters."

The shot just now missed made him angry.

The light Type 92 infantry gun was extremely quick in short-distance maneuvers, and the devil's attention was also attracted by the commando, and in just a few minutes, it was pushed to a distance of more than 400 meters from the turret.

"Cannonballs."

Putting down the tripod, Iwamori took the cannonball handed by the ammunition hand and stuffed it into the chamber.

"Be careful, grenadiers."

A grenade grenade flew out of the devil's turret and flew towards the prostrate commando, and the sharp-eyed commandos huddled up with their heads in their hands.

At the same time, Iwamori also pulled the trigger rope.

At a distance of more than 400 meters, the shells flew straight into the turret along the hole that had been blown up.

Rumble!

The surging explosion smoke poured out, and there was a sudden silence in the devil's turret.

"Again."

"Again."

Boom boom!··· One shell after another exploded in the Devil's Turret, billowing smoke spread out of the Devil's Tower, and after three shells in a row, the Devil's Turret did not move for a long time.

"Rush!"

Outside the turret, after the first shelling sounded, Zhang Dabiao rushed towards the turret with the assault team.

Rise from the Bright Sword /book/96399/