march to victory

"Boom~boom~boom..."

The artillery company was very lucky this time, or in other words, their hard training paid off at this moment-the first batch of twelve shells all hit within the range of the kid's sub-ammunition depot.

Originally, the idiot was a little worried that half of the first round of shells would hit the target, so he had already issued an order to save time, as long as the small steel cannons that hit the target continued to fire, and those that missed the target would be prepared immediately. ... There is no other way. When the 'construction site' was bombarded earlier, the little devils over there used small steel cannons to fight back.

In other words, the artillery company must seize the time to shoot out most of the shells in the shortest possible time, and then move quickly. Otherwise, if the time is delayed a little, wait for the little devil artillery to recover, and then shell here. That would really be the end of it.

You know, most of the artillery company of the Assault Regiment is concentrated here. If the little devil's artillery can be handled in one go, the blow to the Assault Regiment will be huge, especially the blow to the future development of the artillery of the Assault Regiment. Devastating, at least for quite a while.

That's why the idiot was so worried.

To put it bluntly, the idiots and the others are gambling with their lives to buy time: killing the little devil's sub-ammunition depot, and then transferring it in a timely and safe manner is the most ideal.Of course, if this is not the case, the second fool also thinks that killing the little devil's sub-ammunition depot must be the first choice.

Fortunately, the first round of shells hit all the hits, which made Er Lengzi and the others very excited.

That being the case, there is nothing polite to say, everyone hastened to continue shelling, fighting for every second of time, and shooting out the prescribed amount of shells in the shortest possible time.

No matter what plots and tricks the little devil had against the assault company and the third company, the little devil absolutely didn't figure it out. The assault regiment would concentrate most of the small steel cannons here.Moreover, no one expected that the idiots and the others would hit so fiercely, almost wishing they could hit all the shells at once.

This gives people a huge shock: shells fall like rain, the sound of explosions gives people a sense of layer upon layer, and the waves of explosions are higher than waves, as if they will never disappear...Screams, explosions , screams, endless... The house was blown to pieces, and before it could completely collapse, it was blown up to the sky, and before it landed, it was blown to pieces...

No matter what kind of ambush the little devil had in the ammunition depot, no matter how many follow-up plans the little devil had, they would all be wiped out in such continuous explosions.

In fact, not to mention that the little devil didn't think about it, even Zhao Shanhe and the others didn't think about it: the high-density shooting of so many shells and the high-density explosion would cause such a frightening scene.

The scalps of Zhao Shanhe and the others were numb, and the heart of fear climbed into everyone's heart... The people in the assault company are all elites in all battles. Whether it is psychological quality or physical quality, it can be said that they surpass the little devils. But at this moment, facing such a scene, even they are afraid, let alone little devils.The key point is that although the explosion power of the small steel cannon is not too great, the problem is that there are so many, such dense and high-density explosions, who has ever seen it—in just 15 seconds, all 120 small steel cannon shells hit, and All concentrated in these three rows of houses, one can imagine the power of the explosion, and such a density, who has seen it?

So much so that at the climax of the explosion, within a radius of 50 meters, except for the sound of the explosion, no sound could be heard in the ears—deafening and breathtaking!

Even the platoon leader who insisted on grabbing the basement entrance as quickly as possible to gain the initiative on the battlefield couldn't help worrying about everyone at this moment, so he suggested to Zhao Shanhe whether everyone should retreat a little quickly to avoid being hurt. spread?

But Zhao Shanhe rejected him straight away.

It's not that Zhao Shanhe doesn't want everyone to retreat, but because it's impossible to retreat at this moment, or it can be said that they can't retreat even if they want to: among other things, the huge flying sand and rocks caused by such dense explosions are enough. Make the assault company and a row of people more than 20 meters away unable to move.

Everyone was hiding under their own shelters, but at least there were shelters to cover the flying gravels. After all, they were not directly facing those flying gravels at high speed.But once you move around at this time, or retreat directly, among other things, the power of these gravel shot at high speed is definitely comparable to that of bullets, and facing such dense gravel, think about it. We all know what the result will be.

Therefore, based on experience, Zhao Shanhe rejected the proposal of the platoon leader.

Now, everyone can only bite the bullet and carry it hard.

Fortunately, such shocking power only lasted for more than ten seconds, and then it came to an abrupt end without warning.

So much so that in the few seconds after the end, everyone was terrified and a little unaccustomed to it. Everyone waited skeptically instead of thinking about anything else.

After all, the leader of the first platoon was No.1 eager to attack, and he was also the first to come to his senses... The most important thing is that the little devil doesn't know how long such high-density shelling will last, but the people of the assault company But he knew that this kind of intensive bombardment was only this time, and he left after the bombing was over.

No, when everyone else was still in a daze or waiting and confirming, the platoon leader suddenly stood up and rushed forward while shouting: "Comrades, go!"

When everyone heard the roar of the platoon leader, and saw that the platoon leader had already started to charge, they suddenly came back to their senses, jumped out of their hiding places, shouted slogans, and rushed to follow the platoon leader... This time is not particular Elites are not elites, but they must seize the entrance to the basement as soon as possible.Moreover, it is supposed to be better for everyone to keep silent and rush over quietly. After all, if you shout from your side, it is easy to alarm the little devil, which will make the little devil also have the idea of ​​rushing over to seize the entrance to the basement, making it more difficult for everyone.But the problem is that at this time, everyone has to rush forward together in one go, so that they can hold on after seizing the opportunity, and only by yelling and reminding everyone can do it.Otherwise, how useful would it be to just rush up one by one in a row?

Fortunately, with previous information, I know that the entrance to the basement is on the left side of the hall on the first floor of the two-story building.Although the long platoon of charge exposed everyone's purpose for this battle, it also let everyone know what to do. Therefore, it was such a small charge with advantages and disadvantages that allowed the assault company to reach the entrance of the basement one step ahead and grasp the situation. The initiative has been given—but don't underestimate this little time. Facts have proved that it is such a little time difference that determines the outcome of this battle, and even determines the direction of the entire battle.

Of course, I have to say that the saying 'details determine success or failure' is extremely correct.

At this time, the three rows of houses had all been bombed and collapsed.But at this time, the entire little devil's ammunition depot was covered in dust and smoke, and the visibility was not very high.Moreover, some fine gravel fell from time to time.

But at this time, an interesting scene appeared. Everyone was charging while covering their heads with their arms. A few clever people found door panels or wooden boards and used them to push their heads against their heads... There are still a lot of stones, but it is fatal if you don't pay attention.The main reason is that it can only injure people at most, and cannot directly penetrate people like before—because the height of the falling gravel is not enough, and the falling speed is not as fast as that of the scattered gravel during the explosion. Speed, its penetration and threat will naturally be greatly reduced.

When a row of people rushed to the middle along the ruins, they didn't need to look for it at all. At a glance, they found a big black hole seven or eight meters ahead. At a glance, they knew that this was the entrance to the basement of the little devil's arsenal.

As soon as I saw the ruined walls, although there was a lot of blood and blasted corpses, there was not a single little devil alive.At this time, the leader of the platoon was not in a hurry, at least on the surface.Because as the platoon leader of the assault company, his rich combat experience told him that the more critical the moment, the more he must remain calm.

"The first row and three shifts should be on guard 30 meters ahead, the second row and first shift should be on guard 30 meters to the right, and the third row and first shift should be on guard 30 meters to the left. First row and first shift take the lead to enter the basement, and second shifts are on guard outside. .Everyone be careful, hurry up, hurry up!"

This was not said by the leader of the platoon, but Zhao Shanhe, who rushed up immediately after seeing the entrance, heaved a sigh of relief, and hurriedly gave the order.

After everyone acted according to the order, Zhao Shanhe found that a platoon leader was about to lead a group of soldiers towards the entrance of the basement.Zhao Shanhe hurried forward to hold him back, and said, "Old Liu, what are you doing?"

Liu Qinghe tried the flashlight, and when he saw that there was no problem, he smiled at Zhao Shanhe: "Company Commander, at this glorious time, if you want to stop me from being famous in history, it is not meaningful."

Hearing this, Zhao Shanhe had no choice but to let him go, which was a tacit consent to Liu Qinghe's request: Liu Qinghe's words sounded like a hypocrite who was eager to make his name in history, but, as Liu Qinghe's old superior, Zhao Shanhe But it is very clear that Liu Qinghe is definitely not such a person.It was only because Liu Qinghe was really worried that he did this and said that, which made it difficult for Zhao Shanhe to refuse.

After all, everyone knows the truth of the words "good fortune depends on misfortune".

Entering the basement, blowing up the little devil's arsenal, not to mention completing the task, but also deciding the direction of the battle, although it is a very glorious thing, but the problem is that the degree of danger is also extremely high.

From the blood and broken corpses around, it can be judged that the little devil definitely has a layout here, so there will definitely be ambushes in his basement. At this time, because of the explosion just now, the inside is completely dark. Such an environment It is beneficial to the defensive side in the basement.

War is not a dinner party. Bullets don’t have eyes. Assault companies are elites, but they are also human beings. One bullet can kill you, and if one is not good, it is likely to be sacrificed inside.

To put it bluntly, honor and sacrifice go hand in hand.

You know, victory is now in sight, and if you sacrifice at this time, it will make people feel a little worthless to think about it.

But Liu Qinghe insisted on going in, so although his words were not very nice, his actions were worthy of admiration.

Of course, in the current situation, maybe the little devil in the basement had already been in such a dense explosion, and the possibility of being shocked to death or stunned by the sound of the explosion was very high, but who can guarantee it?Don't be afraid of ten thousand, just in case!

When the first group of soldiers finished checking and assembled, Zhao Shanhe looked over one by one, deeply remembering the faces of each soldier, and finally, he only said one sentence - "Come back alive, I will invite you to drink."

The soldiers silently expressed their courage with salute...