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Moshiwa, the Japanese army camp.

When the first row of mountain shells fell and exploded, some devils thought that the Eighth Route Army was releasing thunder again.

However, most of the devils were awakened and rushed out of the tent with their guns in hand.

A loud noise like muffled thunder roared in the ear, but it was not comparable to the thunder of the sky.

Master Zhenmu Wuzhi rushed out of the tent with disheveled clothes and held his saber. Wherever he looked, the camp almost turned into a sea of ​​flames.

There was a strange whistling sound in my ears, and the sound swept across the night sky, from far to near.

Zhenmu Wuzhi turned his head to look, and streams of light streaked across the sky and fell towards the Japanese camp.

The adjutant Iwasaki Toyoji on the side showed horror and growled in disbelief: "How is this possible? The Eighth Route Army's mountain artillery group?"

"Mountain artillery group of the Eighth Route Army?"

Zhenmu Wuzhi also showed horror on his face. Judging by the number of streamers, the Eighth Route Army actually has a group of more than forty mountain cannons?

Almost at the same time, more than 40 small meteors rose in the night sky around the camp.

"Nani?"

"And the mortar group?"

In Zhenmu Wuzhi's pupils, the orange-red ballistic trails like a cobweb were clearly reflected.

At this time, the Japanese soldiers No. 3000 in the camp who were disheveled and carrying rifles also noticed the bright streamer in the night sky.

This is already the second round of shelling.

In the first round of shelling, many devils were blown to pieces in their sleep.

Immediately afterwards, under the terrified gaze of the 3000 Japanese soldiers, these more than 80 dazzling streamers landed in the Japanese camp like shooting stars with piercing whistling sounds.

The experienced veteran immediately took the anti-gun posture.

However it was too late.

"Boom!" The first shell landed in the devil's camp and made a thunderous noise.

"Boom!" Another two shells hit the ground, setting off a large cloud of mud and fog.

Immediately afterwards, more shells fell to the ground with the smell of death, and then exploded violently, causing fireballs and gunpowder smoke to rise up in patches.

Accompanied by a loud noise like thunder, Zhenmu Wuzhi saw soldiers blown into the air one after another in front of him.

Almost all the mountain artillery and infantry artillery placed nearby were overturned to the ground.

As early as more than half a month ago, the First Army Command had reminded the 37th Division that the Eighth Route Army was equipped with about two battalions of mountain artillery.

Although there are some precautions, this thing is hard to defend against. The Eight Routes fired a few kilometers away. How do you defend and what do you use?

Unless it is during the day that attack planes are called to blow up the eight-way mountain artillery, but now the air force of the First Army has been completely lost.

What's more, it was at night, and the Japanese army aviation did not have attack aircraft that could perform missions at night. Even if they could fly over, the pilots would not be able to see the target at all.

"Balu definitely doesn't have many shells!" Zhenmu Wuzhi's eyes were about to burst, his cheeks twitched violently, and his eyes spewed fire.

Two 60mm M2 mortar shells fell from the top of the head with a characteristic screaming sound, and the guards and Toyoji Iwasaki pressed Zhenme Takeji to the ground.

The mortar shell landed not far from the headquarters of the regiment, setting off a large cloud of mud and fog, clattering——the fallen gravel and mud swept over several devils.

Takeji Zhenme pushed away the guards and Toyoji Iwasaki, and said loudly again: "There must not be many shells on the Eight Routes!"

"Iwasaki-kun, immediately convey the order to the soldiers, let's turn in the direction of Heshun County!"

Zhenmu Wuzhi turned around and roared to the communication captain: "Immediately send a power to the commander of the division. Our camp was camped in Moshiwa. We were attacked by the Eight Route Artillery Group. We are going to turn towards the direction of Heshun County, and request the headquarters to order the defenders of Heshun County. Go out of the city to respond, and send the telegram quickly!"

"Hi!"

The communications captain hurriedly greeted the telegraph operator, and got into the tent to send a telegram.

Toyoji Iwasaki handed over the order to retreat to the communications soldier, while he followed Takeji Zhenme.

However, the communications soldier had only just run twenty meters away when he was hit by a mortar shell, his legs were blown off, and he let out a miserable cry.

Both Zhenme Takeji and Iwasaki Toyoji felt that Balu must not have many shells.

At most three rounds of cannonballs will be fired, and Balu will rush out to fight hand-to-hand.

In the previous battles with Balu, Balu almost always fired a few bullets, and rushed up to fight the bayonet.

However, to the despair of Zhenme Takeji and Iwasaki Fengji, the eight-way shells seemed to be inexhaustible.

Continuous shells fell down, harvesting with the breath of death, the devil finally couldn't stand it anymore.

Devils have never fought this kind of battle.

Since coming to China, even facing the Central Army and Jinsui Army.

The artillery fire of the Japanese army has always had a great advantage, pressing down on the Chinese army.

It was always the Japanese artillery that beat the Chinese artillery to the point where they could not fight back.

But tonight, the devils were actually bombarded by the Tuba artillery, which is famous for its backward equipment, inferior weapons, and lack of ammunition.

Can you believe this?

This huge gap made more than 3000 devils very confused.

These devils are worthy of being elite. They can organize a counterattack in front of this level of shells washing the ground.

The devils on the edge of the camp had already discovered that the mortar position of the Eighth Route was very close to them. The squadron leaders and squad leaders organized counterattacks, and the grenadiers covered the devils to attack the new artillery position.

"Boom boom boom boom!"

The shower of meteors and fire continued to fall on the camp of the devils, and there was an overwhelming sound of explosions.

Lu Yingjun used the radio to direct the mountain cannons to clean up the devil's camp, almost pointing to where to hit.

The artillerymen on the mortar positions were able to see the devil's camp, where the shells had not yet been bombed, and the shells would hit them in groups.

The entire camp of devils was washed back and forth by shells, and the entire camp was littered with corpses.

The devils on the edge of the camp can still run, but the devils in the center of the camp cannot escape.

Those devils who attacked the new group of positions were pleasantly surprised to find that they ran to a distance of 50 meters from the edge of the basin, and none of them found it, nor did they shoot.

Is there only eight-way artillery, but no eight-way infantry?
At a distance of more than 30 meters from the mortar position, several flares rose up, and the surrounding one kilometer was illuminated like daylight.

The devil could clearly see the rows of muzzles, and the surprise on the devil's expression suddenly turned into shock.

Because quite a few devils saw the big guys lined up between the muzzles—machine guns!

Hitting infantry with machine guns?
Balu doesn't talk about Wude!
The ghosts in the front row were almost scared to death when they saw this scene.

But now that the distance is so close, I can only bite the bullet.

However, the battalion commanders of the new regiment deliberately put the devils in before fighting.

Weapons such as semi-automatic rifles, light and heavy machine guns, bazookas, and machine guns fired almost simultaneously.

Although the devils were also shooting, the firepower was not at the same level at all.

Under the dense rain of bullets, the devils who came to attack the new group of mortar positions fell to the ground in groups.

The terrifying power of the machine gun made all the little devils horrified, and they were directly beaten into lumps of minced meat after being fired.

It was just a wave of rapid shooting, and the devil was beaten back.

At this time, the firing has stopped, because the mountain artillery shells and mortar shells have already washed out the artillery fire in the devil camp.

Although there are many shells in the new batch, they will not be wasted for no reason.

There are not many living devils, and cleaning the devil camp again is a waste of shells.

Looking at the corpses of devils in front of the position, and the camp of devils littered with corpses.

Duan Peng was a little surprised and said: "Captain, Gou Ri's little devil was beaten badly this time."

"It's only been covered by artillery fire for one round." Monk Wei sneered, "A bunch of trash!"

After finishing speaking, Monk Wei looked around at his teammates again, and said fiercely: "Don't fight me with anyone in the future, or be careful and I'll beat him up!"

All the team members nodded again and again.

What I thought in my heart was, hehe, later we will see who moves faster and has more accurate marksmanship.

On the other side, Lu Yingjun received Li Yunlong's general attack order from the radio.

Immediately put down the receiver, turned to Zhang Dabiao and said, "Battalion Commander Zhang, the commander ordered a general attack!"

"Bustleman, blow the charge! Start the general attack!"

Zhang Dabiao took a deep breath, and suddenly yelled, the roar made Lu Yingjun's ears buzz.

In the next moment, the sound of the charging horn rang out, and the soldiers of the first battalion jumped up with Garland semi-automatic rifles with bayonets attached.

Zhang Dabiao even took off his military cap and threw it on the ground, picked up a Garand semi-automatic rifle and took the lead in charging.

Almost at the same time, loud bugles sounded from the other two directions.

The second and third battalions of the new regiment also launched a general attack on the devils at the same time.

"kill--"

More than 2000 soldiers from the new regiment approached the devil's camp from three directions like a tide, holding shining bayonets.

However, the devils of the 37th Division of the Japanese Army were fierce enough.

The devils were still in a state of bewilderment after being bombarded just now.

But when they heard the shouts of killing like a tide, they immediately returned to their fierce nature. They pulled out their bayonets and inserted them into the slots of their rifles, and then came forward with bright bayonets.

The devil thought that Balu was really going to rush down to fight hand-to-hand, and each of them screamed strangely.

However, the distance between the two sides was 30 meters, and the continuous fire of the submachine gun in the hands of Ba Lu and the Garand semi-automatic rifle sounded like popping beans.

Although it was still night at this time, the devil's camp was already in flames, and the soldiers of the new regiment had a very clear vision.

The bullets pierced the flesh, and the blood mist shot out, and the devils who rushed to fight hand-to-hand continued to fall to the ground.

The ghosts of the 225th regiment were really beaten this time.

First, I was very tired from the sneak attack and harassment of the [-]st Route Cavalry Battalion. At night, I prepared to ambush the [-]th Route Cavalry, but my ambush intention was exposed. Just when the devils thought that the [-]th Route Army was just playing tricks, the [-]th Route Army suddenly came to you It's a big one, and when it comes up, it will be bombarded, who can stand it?

This is not the most outrageous.

It's okay to wash the ground with artillery fire, but the eight roads rushed up and didn't come to engage in hand-to-hand combat.

My bayonet is sharpened, you shoot me?
What about the most basic trust between people?

After fighting for several years, the devils have never seen any Chinese army fighting like this.

Not only was he caught off guard, but he was also pressed and beaten the whole time.

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