Rise from eight hundred.

Chapter 147 The Showdown of Cannons and Cannons
On the battlefield filled with gunpowder.

The Japanese soldiers who remained in place wailed in pain when they were hit by the falling stones, but the Japanese soldiers who jumped up to flee for their lives were swept down like wheat by the three light machine guns that had been prepared by Leng Feng's row.

Just relying on visual inspection, at least twenty or thirty devils were killed in this wave, so that not many people cared about the 89 tank that was blown to the ground by the blast wave and rolled a few times.

They chose to hide behind the small building, and the soldiers who went outside the building to bury the explosives had already regarded them as dead.

"Ri is so good! This method is good! If we knew we could do this, we should have brought more explosives. I can see how many of them are for us to blow up." Lei Xiong put down the MG34 machine gun in his hand, Not without regret.

"The little devils are not that stupid. If they do it again, they will react quickly." Tang Dao continued to look into the distance with the scope on the machine gun, without turning his head, and replied lightly.

Sure enough, half a minute later, as another mortar squad on the top of the building fired six consecutive shells, it also detonated the explosives hidden in a small building on the left wing, and more than a dozen devils were sent to the sky. .

The Japanese soldiers on the battlefield were like frightened little animals, crawling out of the buildings one after another.

Even if they have holes in their heads, they also know the purpose of the Chinese spending shells to bomb these dilapidated buildings. Those places where they can avoid the bullets were secretly put explosives by the hateful Chinese.

That thing is even scarier than bullets.

Don’t look too much at bullets, but you can still hide under the ruins of any bomb crater. As long as you don’t stand up and rush forward, the chance of survival is definitely higher than 80.00%, but explosives can’t do it , once it explodes, it will be slag within a radius of [-] meters or even kilometers.

Two consecutive waves of explosions, destroying one of our own tanks, and sending dozens of colleagues to drink tea with Amaterasu is the best proof.

No Japanese army dared to hide in the remaining buildings. Even if they knew that the Chinese could not bury explosives everywhere, who knew if they would win the jackpot?
By this time, the Japanese army had no tanks to take the lead to help block the guns. In addition to the heavy machine guns that were still strafing tirelessly, the infantry artillery and other artillery fire also completely stopped.

And when our own mortars and machine guns spoke one after another, the infantry in the warehouse also hid behind the fortifications and aimed at the Japanese infantry who were still wriggling forward on the ground and fired.

Whether you can hit him or not, the important thing is to prevent the Japanese infantry from advancing quickly, so that your mortars can throw a few more shells in the past.

The Japanese army is very embarrassed now. The opponent's light machine gun and rifle fired successively, and mortars were falling one by one from above their heads.

Although the artillery fire of the mortar is not intensive, and only five or six shells hit the battlefield in one minute, as long as they fall, at least one or two unlucky ones will be taken away.

After all, the Sixing Warehouse is just that big, and the closer the distance, the smaller the attack surface will be. However, their big-headed Colonel, His Excellency, invested more than 700 infantry at one time, even if they were divided into several waves. , but the density is high enough.

In such a short period of 2 minutes, because the lying down was low enough, not many people died under the bullets, but the mortar shells took away 30 NO.[-] people, although this ratio is not relative to the total number of people. High, but it can't hold back the fear in people's hearts!

God knows the next moment, will the target of the Chinese mortar crew choose himself?The feeling of passively waiting to die is really painful.

In fact, Jiro Wakibata, who was in the 500-meter appearance battle, had the same expression on his face, and there were all kinds of 'fucking' in his heart.

He could see that due to the decrease in the number of warehouse defenders, the intensity of firepower was not the same as that of the previous few days, but the opponent's 'shameless' rate had risen again.

From re-retracting to the warehouse until dawn, in just over two hours, not only did they not hide in the warehouse trembling in fear, but they even played a new trick, burying explosives on the battlefield, and then detonating them with shells
If the battle cannot be resolved today, the battlefield tonight must no longer remain dark, otherwise God knows what new tricks they will come up with.

Every new pattern must be watered with the blood of the imperial infantry.

Although he knew that his involuntary thought of "the battle cannot be resolved today" was evil, but the Japanese commander couldn't stop it.

Of course, this mixed emotion of anger and shame can only be buried in the bottom of my heart, and it is impossible to tell anyone.

Even, have to hide it.

The last two 89 tanks attached to the division were finished, but the number of casualties is still within the tolerable range. The Japanese commander still did not issue an order to withdraw troops, but continued to look at the battlefield ahead with a cold face.

I also have to admit that the Japanese army's battlefield execution is terrible. Although they are at a disadvantage now, they are still marching towards the goal as long as the commander does not issue an order to withdraw troops.

Even if they were crawling forward in the ruins, even if they were hiding behind a not-so-strong bunker and shooting at the Chinese defenders, none of them retreated.

The firepower of the Japanese army in charge of covering was more resolute than that shown in the previous two days. It may be that they were afraid that the distance of 500 meters would cause misfires to their own infantry. The warehouse is only 100 meters away.

Then, the four approaching infantry guns fired directly.

The fortifications they made of thick logs and sandbags are strong enough to withstand mortar shells. That is also the most fatal shortcoming of the curved gun, which cannot cause damage to the solid fortifications.

On the North China Plain in the future, the most important fulcrum of Okamura Neiji's blockade warfare is to build a large number of artillery towers, and the opponents who bully them do not have direct-pointing guns. As long as there are a few direct-pointing guns, no matter how strong the artillery tower is, it is just a living target .

From the day it was born, mortars were destined to be only short- and medium-range fire support weapons for infantry attacks. Its characteristics are to hit firepower points placed in the open air and kill infantry sequences, but if it is against solid fortifications and armored targets, That is naturally beyond our capabilities.

The approaching bombardment of these four infantry cannons is too great a threat to the front of the Sixing Warehouse. Although it still cannot break through the wall, if it hits the sandbag fortification, it will kill everyone, and there will be no second ending.

In continuous bombardment for 1 minute, four infantry guns destroyed at least five sandbag fortifications on windows, and even one shell went through the window and blasted an inner wall into pieces. Fortunately, there were no soldiers around, and there was no one in that room. Stock up on ammo, or you will lose a lot.

The infantry, who mainly used the sandbag fortifications as cover, were suppressed and retracted to the inside of the wall, and they did not dare to easily fall down on their own battle positions and shoot.

Except for the heavy machine guns and several light machine guns behind the firing holes, which were still trying to shoot the Japanese infantry who were about to move, the firepower in the warehouse was instantly weakened by two-thirds.

The iron-headed cannon didn't stop firing, not because he was hiding behind the firing holes.

The several infantry artillery fortifications that the Japanese army approached were carefully designed, not just log and sandbag fortifications that could withstand the intensity of mortar bombardment, but the firing range.

They are basically not frontal warehouses, and have a certain oblique angle. This angle can not only ensure that they hit the warehouse, but also prevent the shells from blasting into the concession. That said, it is just out of reach.

Unless, go behind the corresponding sandbag fortifications, but then, once hit, even if there is a difference of one or two meters, it is enough to take away a ten-man cannon squad.

Iron Head did not hesitate. If the fierceness of the infantry artillery could not be curbed and the Japanese infantry began to charge, the warehouse might not even be able to survive this morning.

He can only shoot at each other to see who is lucky enough, and if he is lucky, he can continue to live.

The two machine guns were both placed in front of the warehouse by the platoon leader Tietou who asked Tang Dao for instructions.

This time, though, there were no thick walls to shield them.

In order to be able to hit the opponent's fortifications, the machine guns are behind the shooting piles made of sandbags.

One side is a 70mm infantry gun, and the other side is a 20mm machine gun, both of which are big killers that die when they stick to it.

When the first shell fell, it was the knight on the ancient battlefield, pointing at the enemy with his spear in his hand.

Then, the horse galloped wildly, the spear was leveled, and hedging!
It's just that this kind of hot weapon duel across distant space is far more terrifying than cold weapons.

Because, no one knows whether he will cut off the enemy's head in the next moment, or whether the enemy's gun will stab into his chest.

That kind of huge psychological pressure caused Cheng Tie, who is known as the iron head, to sweat profusely.

The little friends around him were all sweating through their clothes, as if they had just taken a shower.

That was really not an ordinary stimulus, it was so exciting that one's heart almost stopped beating.

The only thing that remains the same is that the second lieutenant's hand is very steady.

(End of this chapter)