Rise from eight hundred.

Chapter 246 The commander of the gunner

However, when he rushed out of the ground, before he could find the position where his infantry company was, he was stopped by an officer: "Come on, soldier, help me move the shells."

Although the officer's face was smeared with gunpowder smoke and sweat, the young deputy squad leader still recognized him at a glance.

The man in front of him is carrying an ammunition box on his shoulder, and another one is clamped on his right arm. The total load must exceed [-] kilograms. The burly soldier with his chest undulating violently is actually presiding over the Cangcheng before the battle begins. Lieutenant Colonel Tang Dao, the supreme commander of the Army Pledge Assembly.

Not only his size is conspicuous, but also his short opening remarks are also deeply remembered by the young deputy squad leader.

"Brothers of the Northeast Army and the Sichuan Army, please forgive Tang Dao for bringing you into this jeopardy. I know that everyone is raised by their fathers and mothers. Parents are waiting for us to return home. Coming to Cangcheng means letting us go home. Parents are disappointed;
However, I know better that the devil is here, and if we return, what parents will have to face is the bloody bayonet of the devil. Brothers, tell me, should we return or not? "

After a moment of silence, the answer to the young commander was the roar of the company commanders waving their arms: "No reply!"

The young deputy squad leader remembered that he also screamed and raised his arms with all his might.

Really can't go back, as long as the devil can be blocked, he is dead, his parents will still have younger siblings to take care of him, but if the devil is released into Sichuan, it will be over.

Not all soldiers died in the battle of Songhu. The burnt smell from the burning rubble and ruins lingered for months, reminding soldiers how cruel war is.

Civilians, in the face of the flames of war, are like lambs to be slaughtered.

"If you don't come back, if you want to live, you can only fight to the death. The Japanese are nothing to be afraid of. They also have two arms and two legs, which are quite short. I was in the Sixing Warehouse with my brothers a week ago. Surrounded by an infantry regiment, they also killed them all on their backs, the Japanese were dead, but I was still alive." Tang Dao patted his chest, using his own experience to inspire the soldiers in Cangcheng.

The power of example is endless.

At this moment, the soldiers' emotions were clearly more agitated.

The soldiers who followed the tall and burly Tang Dao and shouted the slogan "Fight to the Death" saw a glimmer of hope in the desperate situation.

Because, they remembered, the man in front of him was no ordinary lieutenant colonel, he was the commander of the Four Elements Battalion, a soldier who had come out of the dead alive.

He was able to lead more than 100 brothers to fight a bloody way out of the Jedi, this time, it may not be impossible.

If you can't retreat and don't want to die, then you can only follow the commander who has created miracles.

The young deputy squad leader was extremely impressed by the supreme commander who was not a few years older than himself.

"Yes, sir!" The young deputy squad leader quickly put the gun behind his back, took a heavy ammunition box from his armpit, and followed him to a city wall position.

It was too late to tell whether it was in the east or the south of the city. As soon as Tang Dao, who was carrying the ammunition box, arrived at the position, he dropped the ammunition box and said goodbye to the supreme commander. Hiding behind a single-soldier battle position, he fired at the Japanese infantry who were only 150 meters away and was advancing to the position, pulled the bolt, and fired again.

Even if the 89mm tank gun of the Japanese 57 tank turned the turret, a "boom" shot blasted a heavy machine gun fire point only 15 meters away from him, and a piece of shrapnel flew over and scratched his cheek. There was a big gash, and blood dripped down. He didn't even shake his shooting hand. He still stared at the Japanese invaders who were approaching in front of him among the ruined walls, took aim, and fired.

It wasn't until the figure of the Japanese soldier he had been staring at collapsed after he fired ten shots in a row that the young deputy squad leader turned over and fell behind the sandbag fortification, panting heavily and reloading his rifle with a magazine.

The old squad leader was right. The more you fear death on the battlefield, the faster you die. When you are not afraid of death, you die much slower.

After killing a Japanese soldier, his heart was actually much calmer.

Regardless of whether he died or not, at least here, he has killed a devil first. According to the current popular saying in the army, he has already evened out his money, at least he will not lose money.

The dense gunfire around him proved that his comrades were fighting back bravely and fearlessly just like him.

But the Japanese infantry advanced very resolutely. The grenades thrown by the grenades hundreds of meters away were terrifying. Let alone heavy machine guns, even light machine guns had to move quickly after being hit by a shuttle, otherwise they would be shot by more than two grenadiers. Keep an eye on it.

Fortunately, the smoke from infantry artillery and grenades provided some concealment for the position here. During the 20-minute battle, the position where the young deputy squad leader was located was unfortunate except for the heavy machine gun. It was hit by the Type 89 tank moving in the ruins, and the rest of the firepower still survived.

Although the devil infantry advanced another tens of meters, it was basically able to suppress them from entering the charge stage.

However, the 400mm tank gun of the Japanese Type 89 tank 57 meters away is too terrifying. As long as it fires, even the fortifications covered with two layers of sandbags with thick logs as supports cannot be stopped.

Not to mention the simple trench built with sandbags. If it hits, the trench will be damaged by more than three meters, and the flying bricks on the top of the city wall will increase its lethal effect. Soldiers within a radius of five or six meters will hardly survive.

In just a short time, there were more than a dozen infantry casualties in its shelling.

If the bombardment continues like this, all the infantry on this position will be killed or injured by the artillery fire.

But the heavy machine guns on the ground and the mortars deployed 200 meters behind had no effect on that iron lump, and it was extremely cunning, using the ruins of the destroyed residential buildings outside Cangcheng to hide its huge body and only turn around Turrets fired on the infantry positions on the top of the ramparts.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" Following the unfamiliar but terrifying sound of shooting, the young deputy squad leader who had just emptied a magazine and killed another Japanese infantryman looked back in horror.

30 meters away from him, there is a ring-shaped heavy machine gun position surrounded by sandbags piled up half the height of a person. Lieutenant Colonel Tang Dao, who just asked him to help move the shell box, is sitting on the shooting seat of the Oerlikon single-barreled machine gun On the ground, holding the handle of the machine gun with both hands, lowered the long muzzle flat and pressed down, brazenly fired at the Japanese tank 400 meters away.

At this time, the sky was slightly dark.

The 20-round spring plate of the Oerlikon cannon provided enough ammunition capacity, and a series of 20mm caliber shells were shot out, forming a fiery red to brilliant trajectory in the air.

Although it is only fleeting, the beauty is a bit thrilling.

However, the young deputy squad leader knew that this beauty from the top of the city hides the ultimate cruelty.

If hit by such a beautiful rainbow, people will be torn apart, and tanks will also be smashed into a ball of fireworks.

Yes, although the Oerlikon cannon is not as famous as the Surotong cannon, its armor-penetrating performance is not weak. It is not too difficult to penetrate a 400mm steel plate at a distance of 20 meters.

A series of shells hit the ruined walls where the Japanese tanks were hiding, only to emit smoke and dust. The startled Japanese tanks spewed thick smoke and crazily backed up, trying to hide back in the broken walls before being shrouded in a beautiful rainbow and hitting it.

It's just that Tang Dao has obviously been staring at this delicious piece of fat for a long time, regardless of whether it runs or not, and pours shells into that area without stopping.

The advantage of Oerlikon's 20 rounds of ammunition was revealed at this time. In a group of four shells, in just a few seconds, several fiery red bullet marks streaked across the dark night sky and fell around the 89 tank.

The grenadiers of the Japanese army also reacted quickly. Although the gunpowder smoke in the Chinese position made them unable to find the specific location of the cannon, they still determined the approximate location through the clear ballistic trajectory in the air. It exploded tens of meters or even tens of meters around the cannon.

As the young deputy squad leader looked back and stared, a cloud of gunpowder smoke rose around Tang Dao, and some brick fragments even crossed the fortifications and hit the machine gun barrel and steel shield, making a heart-pounding 'clang!clang! 'Voice.

It was the sound of death grinning.

If any piece hits a person, it will end with broken tendons and bones.

The young deputy squad leader was not sure whether he, who had already made up his mind to die, could still stay in place like Tang Dao in such an environment.

But Tang Dao is still there.

His eyes were determined, and his hand holding the gun handle was still as steady as it was at the beginning, until all the last few shells were fired.

(End of this chapter)