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Chapter 441 Successful Night Attack!
The newly formed divisional troops of the new regiment are still a little worse than the main infantry battalion in terms of equipment.

There are a total of 10 companies in a division, and each company has more than 200 people. They are divided into 4 platoons, and each platoon has 2 bazookas.

The main infantry battalion of the new regiment is equipped with one bazooka per squad, that is, four bazookas per platoon, so the attacking firepower is naturally stronger.

Soon, Wang Yousheng led the way, and the snipers and bazooka soldiers came to the halfway up the mountain from the other side, almost at the same height as the devil's gun tower.

As in training, under the order of the squad leader, the snipers quickly sought cover from the commanding heights.

Wang Yousheng and several submachine gunners crawled near the bazooka soldiers.

A total of 4 bazooka soldiers in 8 groups removed the bazooka from the back and began to assemble the rockets.

At this time, various gunshots and grenade explosions were intertwined. The two sides fought very lively, but no one hit anyone.

Most of the fighters did it to accumulate actual combat experience. The riflemen fired a few shots and then stopped firing. It was a dark night battle, and the devils were in a strong gun tower. Everyone who fired was a waste of bullets.

Only a few machine guns were left rattling and firing at the devil's gun tower.

The devils in the gun tower were not to be outdone, the two machine guns didn't stop for a moment, and the bullets were poured on the soldiers like they didn't want money.

A soldier grunted, his shoulder was hit by a stray bullet, bleeding profusely

"Hygienist!"

Seeing soldiers in his class being hit by machine gun bullets, the veteran squad leader bowed and ran to the soldiers, pressing the wounds with his hands.

Soon a hygienist with a medicine box on his back bowed and trotted over to the wounded soldier. The hygienist first gave the soldier a dose of morphine, and then began to tie his shoulders with gauze to stop the bleeding.

The morphine was earned by Li Yunlong from his business half a year ago, but it was almost used up.

"The little devil of the dog day!"

After letting go, the veteran squad leader yelled at the devil's gun tower.

"Give me the machine gun!"

The veteran squad leader took over the M1917 Browning heavy machine gun from the machine gun, and personally fired the water-cooled heavy machine gun at the shooting holes of the Devils gun tower.

He turned out to be a heavy machine gunner in the main infantry battalion of the Xinyi Regiment. He was skillful and cunning in operating the crane machine gun, and soon suppressed the firepower of the Devil's machine gun in one of the firing holes.

The firepower continuity of the water-cooled M1917 Browning heavy machine gun is not comparable to that of the Devil [-] and crooked machine guns.

"Boom!"

In the distance, a section of artillery was at work.

Several 60mm mortar shells and 82mm mortar shells fell near the Devils Tower and exploded, and there was a violent explosion.

Although the squad platoon leaders of the artillery unit are also experienced artillerymen.

But the gunners who operate the mortars are all recruits and have never been on the battlefield. Moreover, it is a bit difficult to see the target position in the dark, and the error of the first shot is a bit big.

However, Lu Yingjun didn't care, and used the walkie-talkie to direct the artillery to continue firing at the target. The sharp gunners were all fed with shells in actual combat.

As long as the gun tower in front of him can be removed, not only will the weapons and ammunition be reimbursed, but the regiment leader can also earn a fortune.

Hearing the continuous and rapid sound of gunfire from around, the devils in the gun towers and bunkers were visibly panicked. The leader of the devil's subdivision grabbed the phone and babbled to the county town for help.

Eighth Road even used mortars, obviously for real.

Even though the mortars couldn't break through the defense of the reinforced concrete blockhouse, the devils still panicked.

The devil made two telephone wires, one was placed on the pole and the other was buried in the soil.

The telephone wires on the telephone poles have been cut long ago, but the telephone wires buried in the soil have not been found, and calls can still be made.

However, there were many bunkers and artillery towers that were attacked by the Eighth Route Army tonight, and the calls to the county town for help had already been exploded, and the outgoing calls were almost always busy, and they couldn't get through at all.

"Bagaya Road!"

The leader of the devil's team angrily threw the phone on the ground, smashing it to pieces.

But after smashing the phone, the leader of the Devils Division immediately regretted it. How can he ask the county for help when the phone is gone?
……

"are you done?"

On the other side of the battlefield, a bazooka veteran squad leader asked the bazooka soldiers in a low voice.

"Report to the squad leader, it will be ready soon!" A bazooka recruit responded.

Wang Yousheng turned his head to look, and saw that the grenadier soldiers had assembled the bazooka, opened the bipod, and then opened the pole in front of the shoulder rest.

The deputy shooter took out a high-explosive armor-piercing projectile from the ammunition box, pulled out the safety pin, and then loaded the rocket into the barrel, and then took out the wire from the tail of the rocket and connected it.

The bazooka recruits have to practice this kind of movement dozens of times a day, but the movements are done in one go, and they look very skilled.

"The deputy shooter should lie farther away, and don't get close to the tail of the bazooka!" The veteran squad leader ordered in a low voice.

The deputy shooter hurriedly moved away from the shooter. The high-pressure gunpowder gas emitted from the tail of the bazooka rocket launcher was very hot, and it was sprayed to death or disability.

"Aim at the gun tower and fire freely!"

The veteran squad leader shouted again.

The recruits put their shoulders against the shoulder rest, turned on the optical sight, put their index fingers on the trigger, aimed at the devil's gun tower and pulled the trigger one after another.

"Shhhhhhh!"

Four weird noises sounded, and the rockets quickly shot out of the bazooka.

Four dark red rocket trails flashed across the dark night sky.

The fired rockets flew towards the devil's gun tower.

However, these four rockets all missed the target, two rockets were blocked by barbed wire, one rocket hit the wall outside the blockhouse, and one rocket shot high and flew over the top of the blockhouse.

"Boom boom boom!"

Although it missed the devil's gun tower, the rocket exploded suddenly like a thunderous explosion.

This kind of explosion sound is definitely not produced by the explosion of a mortar shell, but more like the sound of a 105mm caliber high-explosive grenade exploding.

The devil panicked even more.

What kind of weapon is this? It's so loud, it can't really be a 105mm howitzer, right?

The leader of the Devils Division quickly ordered a grenadier soldier to go to the top of the gun tower and fire a flare to see the situation.

Because all the devils' attention was on the front just now, they didn't see where the shells came from.

The devils are very chicken thieves. In order to prevent surprise attacks, in addition to setting up two barbed wire fences outside the gun towers and bunkers, they also built an earthen wall.

Due to the high terrain of the Devil's turret, this kind of barbed wire and earthen walls cannot affect the shooting range of the machine gun of the turret.

A 50mm caliber flare was shot out by the devil, and the surrounding night sky was lit up like daytime.

At the moment, the leader of the devil's team looked around with his binoculars, and soon found that there seemed to be a figure moving here.

"Baga, shoot!"

Under the order of the leader of the Devil's branch, the Devil's machine gunner took out a light machine gun and fired towards this side, and the bullets splashed over in an instant.

Da da da…

The dull crooked gunshot rang out.

The bullets swept over in a fan.

A recruit raised his head to look, but was pressed down by the squad leader at once, and shouted loudly: "What are you looking at, you don't want to live anymore?"

In the next second, the bullet whizzed past the head, scaring the recruit into a cold sweat, and he almost confessed here.

Fortunately, there are rocks on the mountain here to hide from.

Wang Yousheng and several submachine gunners stretched their submachine guns out of the bunker and fired in the direction of the devil's gun tower.

Snipers at the commanding heights fired at the devil's fire-breathing holes.

But since they are all new recruits, their marksmanship is still a little weak, and it is night, and the target is basically invisible, so they failed to hit the target.

"Squad leader, what should we do now?"

A recruit asked with a slightly trembling voice.

After all, these recruits were on the battlefield for the first time, bullets were flying overhead, the sound of explosions could be heard endlessly, and it was considered pretty good that they didn't pee their pants.

"When the flare is over, move 50 meters up and hit it from top to bottom."

The veteran squad leader's tone was calm.

Since it is not easy to hit the devil's gun tower here, it is condescending. The devil's gun tower is halfway up the mountain, and the shooting range will be much wider from top to bottom.

Soon the surrounding field of vision dimmed, until it finally became completely black, and the original hazy night returned.

"Move up, pay attention to concealment!"

The veteran squad leader ordered coldly: "Assault rifles and sniper rifles cover!"

Without the flares, the Devil's machine guns were blind, and they fired indiscriminately in this direction.

Since the devil is confident that reinforced concrete is difficult for the Eighth Route Army to break through, the devil's bullet reserves are relatively sufficient.

Some bazooka soldiers were hit by stray bullets and fell to the ground while moving. Someone wanted to come over to help, but was scolded by the squad leader and continued to move forward without stopping.

"If there is one less main shooter, who will shoot the bazooka?"

The squad leader shouted to the bottom, there was a bunker for the submachine gunners, and the submachine gunners were shooting at the gun tower with their submachine guns.

"Squad leader, I will!"

Wang Yousheng responded loudly.

He is an active member of the class. Although he is a submachine gunner, he usually has to fiddle with the bazookas, rifles, sniper rifles and mortars in the platoon during training.

Hearing the monitor's voice, he immediately volunteered.

"come over!"

Wang Yousheng stared vigilantly at the devil's shooting hole while looking for the location of the next bunker.

As the devil's machine gun fired elsewhere, he moved extremely fast, and he rushed to the next bunker in one fell swoop.

It didn't take long to catch up with the squad leader and bazooka soldiers who were moving upwards, and the snipers were also moving upwards, looking for a better sniper point.

After moving up a distance of about 50 meters, I came to a pile of rocks, and the squad leader ordered to stop. This place can be condescending and provide concealment.

"call out!"

A 50mm caliber flare was launched into the air, like a searchlight, illuminating the surrounding area of ​​the gun tower.

But it also allowed the recruit snipers to see the devil grenadiers standing on the top of the gun tower clearly, and their vision and shooting range were excellent.

After a few bang bang bangs, the Devil grenadier soldier was hit and fell screaming from the top of the gun tower.

Wang Yousheng carried the rocket launcher on his shoulder, and the deputy shooter behind him inserted the rocket into the barrel, quickly connected the wires, and then patted Wang Yousheng on the shoulder, signaling that the launch was ready.

"Free Fire!"

The squad leader ordered again.

At that moment, Wang Yousheng didn't hesitate anymore, he took aim at the devil's gun tower and pulled the trigger first.

Being condescending, coupled with the vision provided by the flares fired by the devil, this rocket hit the waist of the devil's gun tower.

A thunderous explosion sounded, and the whole blockhouse trembled suddenly, and the flames and gunpowder smoke turned into a ball of fire that burst upwards.

(End of this chapter)