The journey to the heavens starts from the underground station

Chapter 66
Not counting the roof platform, the gun tower has three floors in total, and the shooting port on the second floor shoots. This is a clever trick of the devils.

The first floor was vacated to prevent the Tuba Road guerrillas from lurking close to the gun tower, blasting the gate of the gun tower and rushing in to kill themselves.Therefore, there were no stairs at all between the artillery floors, and a simple wooden ladder was used to climb up and down. After the Japanese and puppet troops went upstairs, the wooden ladder was taken away.In this way, even if Tuba Road blasted open the door and rushed in, the Japanese and puppet troops could still resist on the second floor.

The third floor is not used, because it is afraid that Tubalu may use projectile weapons, such as slingshots, kites, etc. Tubalu is cunning and cunning, and leaving the third floor also leaves room for retreat and defense.

"Taijun, the enemy is in the east!" Squad Leader Li, who came down from the top of the building in a hurry, reported.

Lai Chuan went to the shooting hole to observe, and confirmed that the source of the gunshots was on the east side of the gun tower, so he ordered everyone to lie down at the shooting hole on the east side, and with the assistance of Ze Nakamura, he manipulated an eleven guns. Type light machine gun, aiming at the place where the gun flame appeared 300 meters away.

"Shoot!" Nakamura ordered loudly.

"Fire! Hit me!" The dwarf squad leader Li also ordered the brothers in his class.

For a while, there was a loud gunshot, and countless bullets flew towards 300 meters away like raindrops.

Three times in the grass a few meters away, there were already no people at this time, and the soldiers had already crawled in the direction of the gun tower after the first round of shooting.

What remained in place was a pit that could only accommodate one person. Xiao Wu curled up in the pit, ignoring the bullets flying past his head, twisting a stick of incense with one hand, and pinching two sticks of incense with the other hand. Three firecrackers were lit on the incense and thrown out.

Whoosh!
The flames produced by the explosion of the artillery battle really looked like the flames of the muzzle of a gun from a distance in the dark night.

Xiao Wu was very happy tossing it, as if it was Chinese New Year.

Using firecrackers to pretend to be gunshots can only be used under certain circumstances, because the sound of firecrackers is different from the sound of gunfire.

But now it is dark night, the searchlight on the gun tower was knocked off by the monk, and the devils guarding the gun tower are just a local garrison brigade.
Being attacked by the Eighth Route in the middle of the night, Lai Chuan and Nakamura had already panicked, and they didn't care whether it was gunshots or firecrackers.

It's right to shoot at your life!If you can't kill the enemy, you can also give yourself courage.

The moon is also helpful tonight, hiding behind the clouds and only dimly shining.Under the cover of night, the soldiers of the armed forces team approached the barbed wire fence smoothly.

In the other place, Shi Qingshan, who had been prepared a long time ago, also squatted halfway. According to Li Yu's teaching, he put the cloud bomb launcher on his shoulders, looked through the sight, and nailed his quasi-heart to the second gun tower. At the position of the firing port on the building, he pulled the trigger with his finger. In an instant, a large flame burst out behind Shi Qingshan. In the blink of an eye, it was nailed to the second floor of the gun tower.

First, there was a soft bang, the warhead exploded, and the cloud blasting agent was thrown into a large area in midair, covering the sight of the Japanese and puppet troops at the shooting port. Then, without giving the Japanese and puppet troops any time to think, with a bang, the cloud blasting agent Ignite to form a detonation!

The masonry-structured blockhouse could not stop the ultra-high pressure formed by the cloud bombs. Almost instantly, the masonry and wood collapsed, and a large gap appeared on the second floor of the blockhouse. The ultra-high temperature flames rushed into the blockhouse aggressively, nearly [-] degrees. The high temperature hit the Japanese and puppet troops head-on.

The ultra-high pressure instantly damaged their internal organs, the ultra-high temperature quickly ignited and burned the clothes they were wearing, their skin was quickly roasted, and the eyeballs that were wide open due to panic also began to dehydrate quickly and finally gasified. Sizzling fat like cattle and sheep on the grill, then ignited with the raging flames, and finally turned into a human-shaped coke.

The detonation time of the cloud explosive agent is very long, and the fire of hell will continue to burn and exhaust the oxygen in the confined space of the gun tower. Even the Japanese and puppet troops who did not die in the first place will die of suffocation. The important thing is that the nine puppet soldiers in the gun tower were all concentrated on the second floor, and they had already turned into coke.

"Fuck!"

A few minutes later, the flames gradually extinguished. Shi Qingshan watched the gun tower in front of him turn into a piece of broken walls. All this was just caused by the weapon in his hand. This made Captain Shi, who has always been stable, couldn't help it. Exploded foul language.

"Captain." The soldiers lurking beside the barbed wire leaned over. Seeing the tragedy in front of him, Old Wang swallowed. This was much more powerful than the earthen gunpowder he usually played with.

"Go! Be careful, pay attention to the devils who are not dead!" Shi Qingshan came back to his senses, threw away the useless launcher in his hand, pulled it out, and took the lead in rushing up.

Of course, the enemies, who were all dead, didn't respond. Shi Qingshan led the martial arts team to approach the gun tower without any danger, and came to the gate of the gun tower.

"Old Wang." Shi Qingshan greeted, pointing to the wooden door.

Lao Wang took out a package with a short lead wire from his back. This was an explosive package that had been prepared to blow up the door of the gun tower. He put the explosive package on the ground against the wooden door. Picked up a piece of wood that was still burning and lit the fuze.

The fuze was very short, and it burned out quickly and ignited the dynamite pack. With a bang, the homemade gunpowder was not powerful enough, but it was enough to blow open a wooden door.

"rush!"

Shi Qingshan was the first to rush into the blockhouse with a gun, and of course there was no resistance in the blockhouse.

It was a mess, broken bricks and stones were scattered on the floor tiles, the broken wooden floor was burning and emitting green smoke, a charred corpse fell from the hole in the second floor floor, and fell to pieces. There was a mixture of the smell of barbecue and a faint stench in the air, which was indescribably unpleasant.

"vomit!"

Several soldiers almost vomited out, and hurriedly covered their noses.

"Check, check." Seeing the tragedy in front of him, Shi Qingshan already knew in his heart that with such a violent explosion, all the devils and traitors in the blockhouse should have died.

Shi Qingshan held back the unpleasant smell, found a wooden ladder that was in good condition from the corner of the first floor, put it on the opening of the building, and climbed up first.

The monk pushed aside the soldiers of the martial arts team, and the second climbed up to the second floor.

"My mother!" The monk sighed in shock.

The scene on the second floor was more intrusive than that of the first floor. The wooden floor was burnt black and still emitting green smoke. The monk counted, and there were a total of nine charred humanoid objects lying on the floor.

The most tragic thing is not these, but a mural in the shape of a human being printed on the west wall of the gun tower. It was formed by an enemy being scorched and stuck to the wall by the fat of the human body. The shape of the mural is perfect. It fully restored the tragic state of his struggle before his death.

"This thing is insane!" the monk muttered to himself.

(End of this chapter)