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Although the first rocket hit, it failed to blow up the gun tower.

But the second rocket and the third rocket followed, hitting the huge turret.

Although the fourth rocket missed the target, a big hole was blown out of the devil's gun tower in the series of violent explosions, and the devil inside became silent.

"Hit!"

Looking at the devil's turret that was silent, the corners of Wang Yousheng's mouth turned up.

"Wang Yousheng, you did a good job!"

The squad leader looked Wang Yousheng up and down, and patted him on the shoulder with a satisfied expression.

Wang Yousheng threw the bazooka to the deputy shooter, picked up the submachine gun and was about to rush towards the gun tower. The squad leader quickly stopped him: "Wait a minute, and fire another rocket."

The squad leader with rich combat experience naturally knows the devil's insidiousness.

He said to Wang Yousheng: "Wang Yousheng, come and fight!"

"Yes!"

Wang Yousheng carried the rocket launcher, and the assistant shooter carried a rocket and loaded it into the barrel, and then quickly connected the wires.

He knelt down on one knee, aimed at the devil's gun tower and pulled the trigger.

The rocket flew across the trajectory in the air and hit the devil's gun tower below, accompanied by a loud bang.

The rockets were shot through the hole in the gun tower and exploded inside the gun tower. Flames and gunpowder smoke burst out from the shooting holes.

Even if there are still devils who are not dead, they are basically dead in the explosion at this moment.

The squad leader looked at Wang Yousheng from satisfaction to appreciation, and his eyes narrowed.

This kid has something!
When the second rocket was fired, the flare had not been extinguished, but the light had dimmed. Wang Yousheng still used the rocket launcher to shoot the rocket into the hole.

The last time he fired a bazooka so accurately, he had seen it with his own eyes during the attack on Yushe County.

Wei Dayong of the Sword Squadron shot rockets through the shooting holes of the devil's large bunker.

Does Wang Yousheng have the talent to become the king of special forces?

The squad leader looked Wang Yousheng up and down a few times, and his expression became more and more satisfied. If Wang Yousheng could become the king of special forces, it would be not only the honor of Wang Yousheng, but also the honor of the whole class.

On the other side, the machine gunners continued to fire at the devil's gun tower. After fighting for a while, seeing that the devil did not return fire, the squad leaders ordered to stop firing.

Under the order of the platoon leader, the soldiers stood up, holding their weapons and carefully maintaining the battle formation, and approached the devil's gun tower.

The soldiers entered the turret from the suspension bridge, looking at the turret that had been blown to pieces, but the outline and frame were still there, with surprise in their eyes, the rockets are so powerful?

Several recruits carefully entered through the hole and the door with semi-automatic rifles.

But soon, these recruits ran out with their guns in hand, and the soldiers were shocked. Could it be that there are still devils inside that have not been wiped out?

After these recruits ran out, they vomited on the ground, some were retching, and some really vomited something.

Veteran squad leaders and platoon leaders have long been familiar with it, but the recruits are curious about what their comrades saw inside.

At present, the recruits walked into the gun tower with flashlights, but soon, like the previous recruits, they ran out quickly and vomited there.

Inside the turret, there are broken limbs and arms everywhere. Human intestines and flesh and blood are hanging on the inner wall of the turret.

The recruits had never seen such a scene, and many recruits couldn't help vomiting.

Of course, there are also ruthless people among the recruits, such as Wang Yousheng, who went into the gun tower and came out like a normal person.

A platoon leader entered the interior of the gun tower and carried out the corpse of a devil whose feet had been blown off. Even the devil's chest was riddled with sharp shrapnel. He was already dead and could not die again.

"All bayonets!"

The platoon leader put the devil's body on the ground, met his eyes with another platoon leader, and then shouted at the recruits.

All the units of the Xinyi Regiment are attacking the devils tonight, so there is no need to worry about the arrival of the devils' reinforcements.

The recruits didn't know why, but they obeyed the order. They took out bayonets from their waists, installed them in front of the semi-automatic rifles, and then fixed them.

"Every recruit, stab the devil's body once!"

The platoon leader glanced at the recruits and gave orders loudly.

A group of recruits didn't come forward in a daze, the platoon leader kicked the ass of the recruit in the front row, and that recruit stepped forward, closed his eyes and stabbed the devil in the abdomen with a bayonet.

"Next!"

Wang Yousheng was very active. He pulled out the short knife from his waist, stepped forward quickly and plunged the short knife into the devil's chest, and then pulled it out violently.

He looked at a group of recruits, his eyes stepped back proudly to one side.

Immediately afterwards, the recruits stepped forward one by one to stab the devil, and plunged bayonets or short knives into the devil's body.

Although the Eighth Route Army had a policy of preferential treatment of prisoners, it did not have a policy of preferential treatment of devil corpses.

When the platoon leader and squad leader were still recruits, regiment leader Li Yunlong ordered this method to exercise the courage of the recruits.

The feeling of stabbing a person with a knife is different from the feeling of stabbing an animal. Even if it is an enemy's corpse, this method can largely eliminate the recruit's fear of the enemy.

Let the recruits know that devils have three heads and six arms, and they will die if they are shot by guns, hit by bombs, or pierced by bayonets.

In tonight's battle, most of the recruits just joined in the fun, and it was the bazooka soldiers who really killed the devils. This method can effectively and largely eliminate the recruits' fear of the enemy.

Not long after, the devil's body was pierced into a blood nest.

And after stabbing the devil, the recruit's eyes also gradually changed, becoming more solid and firm, revealing a hint of killing intent.

The two platoon leaders looked at each other inadvertently, and they both saw a touch of relief in each other's eyes.

Although there is still a big gap between this group of recruits and the elite veterans after tonight, they are no longer recruits who have never been to the battlefield.

They will definitely become the devil's nightmare on the battlefield in the future!

On the right side of the road, the devil's bunker was pierced, and the soldiers of the two platoons were doing the same process under the order of the company commander.

In mortar positions.

Lu Yingjun looked at the watch on his hand. It had been almost half an hour since the firing started.

A bunker or gun tower like this can be replaced by a company of the main battalion of the new regiment with the same number of people, and it can be removed within 15 minutes at most.

If it is replaced by the Sword Squadron, the battle can be over in at most 5 minutes.

In less than half an hour, for this group of recruits who entered the battlefield for the first time, they performed well and did not disappoint Lu Yingjun.

At that moment, Lu Yingjun used the walkie-talkie to order to quickly clean up the battlefield.

There was nothing to clean up on the battlefield. The guns, ammunition and food in the gun tower were almost destroyed by the explosion of the rockets, and the Eighth Route Army had no obligation to collect the corpses of the devils.

After a simple cleaning, Lu Yingjun led the troops to withdraw quickly.

Not long after the main force withdrew, the Eighth Route Army guerrillas and comrades from the local government entered the nearby Changzhuang Village to do ideological work for the villagers and persuade them to move into the base area.

The gun towers and bunkers of the devils were destroyed by the Eighth Route Army, and all the devils were killed. With the devil's character of vengeance, he will definitely retaliate.

Once the devils can't find the Eight Routes or dare not find the Eight Routes, the mad devils will most likely massacre the village to vent their anger.

Mobilized by the guerrillas and comrades from the local government, the people in the village dragged their families overnight and entered the base area of ​​the Eighth Route Army to settle down.

……

Noon the next day.

Zhaojiayu Village, Xinyi Regiment Headquarters.

"Report to the head!"

Chief of Staff Wang Dehou held the statistical results in his hand, smiling all over his face:

"The results of last night's battle are counted!"

Li Yunlong was staring at the map and thinking, when he heard Wang Dehou's voice, he raised his head and asked, "Tell me!"

"Yes!" Wang Dehou picked up the paper and began to read: "Last night, the troops of the Xinyi Regiment attacked the enemy in units of companies, destroying 51 Japanese gun towers and 35 bunkers. According to incomplete estimates, more than a thousand devils were killed. name."

Li Yunlong's eyes lit up slightly.

The result of the battle was actually bigger than he imagined.

Last night, the seven divisions, the main infantry battalions and the artillery battalions launched an attack on the devil's blockade with the company as a unit. The main targets were the devil's artillery towers and bunkers.

In his prediction, it would be considered good to be able to kill 50 gun towers and bunkers on the first night, but he did not expect that there were more than 30 more than he had imagined.

After all, this time they were facing the reinforced concrete gun towers and bunkers built by the devils.

But obviously, Li Yunlong still somewhat underestimated the power of the bazooka.

一座碉堡或炮楼2门20毫米机关炮、或2具巴祖卡、或2门82毫米迫击炮，这是前几天李云龙跟陈峰商量好的价格，价格比在晋东南时多一倍。

In the southeast of Shanxi, the price of a bunker or blockhouse was 1 machine gun or 1 bazooka, or 2 60mm mortars, and a stronghold counted as 3 machine guns.

But this time the devils built all reinforced concrete gun towers and bunkers around the Xinyi regiment base.

It is several times more difficult for general troops to build such blockhouses and blockhouses than the masonry blockhouses and blockhouses in Southeast Shanxi, so the price is naturally different.

But for the Xinyi regiment, it's just a matter of a few rockets. If a few rockets are not enough, then a few more.

"How many casualties?" Li Yunlong asked.

"Casualties are within the acceptable range!"

Each division is equipped with a radio station, and each unit immediately reported the number of destroyed devils' artillery towers and bunkers to the regiment headquarters:
"Sacrificed 49 soldiers, wounded 17 soldiers, including [-] seriously injured!"

"However, very few were seized, only more than 60 guns and more than 2000 rounds of ammunition."

"The number of seizures is expected." Li Yunlong nodded.

In addition to using bazooka rocket launchers last night, 75mm mountain guns and 105mm howitzers were also used. A few rockets or armor-piercing projectiles went down, and the turrets or bunkers were blown to pieces.

What's more, with 172 machine guns in hand, Li Yunlong didn't even think much of the devil's weapons and ammunition.

There are more machine guns, and the machine guns can be used as heavy machine guns on the battlefield.

That power, tsk tsk.

"Captain, what are you going to do tonight?"

Wang Dehou put away the paper, looked at Li Yunlong and asked.

Li Yunlong stared at the map. Judging from the map, last night almost one-third of the bunkers and gunhouses beside the roads and main roads in the three surrounding counties were killed.

"Of course we must continue!"

Li Yunlong stared at the map, and his tone was unquestionable: "However, stop after tonight's work and see the reaction of the devils. If the devils rebuild the gun towers and bunkers, then wait for the devils to repair the gun towers and bunkers before continuing."

Wang Dehou's eyes lit up: "Commander, are you going to cut the devil's leeks?"

"That's right!"

Li Yunlong nodded and smiled: "That's what I did in the southeast of Shanxi. I stopped when I took down the strongholds and blockhouses beside the road and railway. Keep going."

"Otherwise, why have we been robbed so many times by the brigade commander, and our Xinyi regiment is still rich?"