Sword life

Chapter 189: Divine Rescue!

Broken walls, remnants of walls, corpses intertwined, a red flag full of bullet holes burst through the smoke and fluttered in the wind!
"Anyone who is not dead, give me a response!" Li Yunlong struggled out of the trench full of sand, and said in a low voice.

"Brigadier, I'm here!"

"To!"

"Fang Quan has arrived!"

"my leg!"

Dozens of people broke free from the bloody sand and gathered around Li Yunlong.

Li Yunlong took a brief glance, and his heart sank. There are more than 1000 people directly under the new brigade, and there are less than [-] left. This battle was too miserable!

"This time, my old Li is afraid that it will be too much. When the little devil rushes up, we will carry the explosives on our backs and die together with the little devil!"

"Brigade Commander, you withdraw first, I will lead people to block the little devil!"

Li Yunlong sneered: "Fang Quanyou, let me listen to your f*cking words. Later, you can see what I do. Don't become a soft-footed shrimp. The thing I look down on most is a coward, do you understand!"

"Understood!" Fang Quanyou's eyes were red.

But after staying for a while, the little devil hadn't come up yet, Li Yunlong was a little confused, it shouldn't be!
At this moment, countless red lights flashed across the sky, making Li Yunlong's eyes red, and then these red lights suddenly smashed down, falling three or four miles away, and a magnificent wall of fire was formed out of thin air, sweeping everything.

"What is this?" Li Yunlong muttered to himself, and soon his voice was drowned out by the huge explosion.

When the sound of the explosion receded, another wave of red light came from the sky and landed on the little devil's position. Vehicles, artillery, light and heavy machine guns were equal to all beings, and they were all reduced to ashes.

"Hey, is this the commander's arrangement? How many cannons are there, is there a thousand!" Fang Quanyou jumped up happily.

Li Yunlong glanced at it: "Look at your virtue, you are so envious of this cannon. Isn't it just a few cannons? After the battle is over, let's borrow a few to enjoy ourselves."

When the bombing was over and the smoke hadn't cleared away, a squadron of little devils rushed up, without artillery preparation, and without the cover of light and heavy machine guns, they rushed up with a [-] cover.

There is no way, all the heavy weapons have been blown up, and if you want to take the position, you can only attack suddenly!
Li Yunlong didn't make a sound, but waved quietly, and the remaining dozens of people took cover. When the little devil rushed to a distance of 50 meters, he waved his hand, and the light and heavy machine guns fired together.

There was a slightly muffled sound of tearing cloth, and the MG42 spewed out tongues of flame in an instant, harvesting the little devils one by one, with crisp big eight grains mixed in during the period. Although the rate of fire could not be compared with that of the MG42, the aim was accurate, often a few Shoot down, you can knock down a devil!
The little devils who were attacked had already been prepared, and Sanba Dagai's muzzle had already been aimed at the position of the new brigade. As long as there was one who came up, he would shoot if he didn't adjust the muzzle.

The little devils who followed ignored the threat of the machine gun and threw grenades. Some of them threw them slowly and were swept down by the machine gun.

"Boom!" The grenades exploded all over the front line, and the already sparse gunfire suddenly became more lonely.

In a few seconds, the two sides exchanged firepower, and both sides suffered heavy losses.

Li Yunlong was shot in the shoulder, and the big eight grains in his hand flew far away. Looking around, half of the thirty or so people fell down, and the rest were seriously injured. He immediately gritted his teeth and took out the grenade, wanting to die with the little devil.

At this moment, the sound of chaotic footsteps came from behind the position, Li Yunlong waved his hands, and several people immediately hid themselves.

This battle was fierce, no one can guarantee that the ones coming from behind are our own people, and it would not be surprising if it was a little devil who made a detour.

Soon, this troop showed its true colors. It was a typical tenth army uniform, with a small number of people, only five or six hundred.

Da da da!The crisp sound of big eight-grain gunshots sounded one after another, and the remaining little devils were quickly wiped out by the new army.

Li Yunlong's eyes suddenly turned red, and he shouted loudly: "Old Sun, how did you come here?"

"Old Li, you bastard, I killed a cavalry regiment and ran another hundred miles, that's how it came!" The leader over there shouted loudly, his voice hoarse.

"Old Sun!" Li Yunlong jumped up, ran to Sun Desheng, and hugged Sun Desheng tightly!

At ten o'clock in the morning on July 7th, regardless of sacrifice, Sun Desheng led the cavalry regiment to march for 5 hours, marched 220 miles, and successfully merged with Li Yunlong's new brigade!
During this period, I have experienced little devils blocking, planes strafing, roads being destroyed, no one retreats, no one falls behind, it is like a stream of iron, unstoppable!

At this time, Zhang Gang was also caught in a fierce battle!
"Da da da!" The machine gun rang out, cutting down the charging little devils one by one.

[Your subordinates kill 75 elite little devils, reward 7500 points! 】

Yes, seven rockets can be exchanged for!Zhang Gang picked up the quadruple Oerlikon, without raising his head, raised his arms and began to shoot. As long as the bullets are powerful enough, he doesn't care about accuracy or anything!

[You killed three elite little devils, reward 600 points! 】

[You killed five elite little devils, reward 1000 points! 】

A round of shooting, directly credited 8000 points, proved the feasibility of this tactic!
Putting away the quadruple Oerlikon, Zhang Gang disappeared at the end of the trench like lightning, and then a burst of grenades were thrown in.

Then the little devil's mortar and the [-] infantry artillery also reacted and blasted this trench from the inside out.

Now, all the little devils know Zhang Gang's signature weapon. As long as they hear the sound of the quadruple Oerlikon, all the firepower will focus on attacking his position.

In this regard, Zhang Gang said that he was not under any pressure. After seeing the points break through [-], he quietly exchanged for [-] rockets.

Not long after, when the little devil rushed up again, the familiar sound of piercing wind sounded, and twelve 132mm rockets fell from the sky, hitting the formation of the little devil's charge, directly obliterating a squadron-level charge.

This is the correct usage of rockets. Whether it is a squadron or a brigade, only one Katyusha is used to solve the problem. If one is not enough, another one will be added. The pressure brought by the concentrated bombing of this thing is comparable to that of a row of artillery Much stronger!

A wave of little devils retreated after being bombed, and another wave of little devils rushed up, giving the impression that it was an endless charge. Although the guards were tough, they blocked the little devils' charge and did not retreat a step, but the whole group The two wings of the position were gradually torn apart.

After all, the 56th Brigade had just merged. Under the impact of the little devils regardless of the cost, some companies lost all casualties, and some newly joined troops were shaken. Although these soldiers were killed immediately after escaping, the entire front was shaken. The situation is already irreversible!

"Commander, you go first!"

"Get out!" Zhang Gang kicked the chief of staff who advised him away, and continued to fight against the raging little devils. A shell hit the edge of the trench, and the shrapnel grazed his shoulder, bleeding profusely.

At this moment, a [-]mm artillery shell was fired from the rear of the position and directly blasted into the team of the little devils!

"Commander, hold on, we are coming!" Fang Gensheng's voice came through the microphone.

After 220 hours of forced marching, Fang Gensheng led an armored group across the [-]-mile muddy road, successfully arrived at the front line of Haicheng, and saved the precarious line of defense!

(End of this chapter)