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Chapter 94 Zhou Weiguo is in Danger
On the street of Yixian Road.

The devil's 12 [-]-type infantry guns arrived at the designated position.

Seeing that all the squadrons had retreated from the house where Liang Shanhao was hiding, the captain of the 47th Regiment shouted loudly: "Yo Xi, pull up the Type [-] infantry artillery for me, aim at this house and blast me to death!" !"

Four [-]-style infantrymen aimed at the building where Liang Shanhao and Zhou Weiguo were hiding.

The [-]-type infantry artillery is an excellent infantry support weapon. When dealing with infantry groups, it is a curved artillery, and when dealing with buildings such as bunker fortifications, it is a direct-pointing artillery.

The Type [-] infantry artillery is very effective against fortifications and has a good damage effect on buildings.

Seeing the barrel of the Type 47 infantry gun being aimed, the captain of the [-]th Regiment raised his voice and shouted: "Fire!"

Boom!Boom!Boom!Boom!
Accompanied by the strong recoil, the four [-]-type infantry guns fired a high-explosive shell at each building.

The shells exploded into clusters of red light in the building, the wall broke, and the whole building was filled with smoke and dust, and the flames were raging.

With a smug look on his face, the captain of the 47th Regiment continued to yell: "Blow me up again, and blow up this house!"

As soon as the words fell, the four [-]-type infantry artillery roared again.

The explosion sounded louder and louder, and the building in front of me was crumbling.

……

In a room on the third floor, the tables, wardrobes, beds and other furniture were devastated, and only half of a Ming Dynasty flower and bird painting was burned.

Pushing away the table that was pressing on him, Wang Daniu cheered up and shouted repeatedly: "Tuan Zuo, Tuan Zuo, wake up, are you okay!"

Shaking the dust on the helmet, Liang Shanhao took a while to recover: "Daniu, how many brothers are we left?"

Shaking his head slightly, Wang Daniu cried sadly: "All the high-rise fortifications have been bombarded by the brats, I'm afraid they won't survive!"

While speaking, the shells of two [-]-type infantry artillery fired again!

Rumble!
The dust from the ceiling immediately fell down and hit the helmets of the two of them.

There was another puff of smoke in the room.

After pondering for a while, Liang Shanhao, who was cleaning up the sand, asked, "Where is Captain Zhou? How are they doing?"

He also spat on the ground to clean up the sand, Wang Daniu shook his head and said, "We were also knocked out just now, and they probably won't be much better!"

Struggling to stand up, Liang Shanhao shouted in a deep voice: "Go! Let's go to the second floor!"

……

Seeing that the whole building fell into a mess, there were flames everywhere.

The wing commander felt that after the shelling, there should be no Chinese soldiers with any signs of life inside.

Artillery is truly the god of war.

Under this kind of close-range artillery fire, no one can survive, even if there is one, they will not die or be disabled.

Pointing the command knife in his hand forward, the commander of the regiment leader roared: "Squadron [-], search the building! Don't let anyone die!"

The first squadron leader nodded heavily: "Hayi!"

After finishing speaking, the leader of No. [-] Squadron led dozens of devils to rush towards the door of the building!

Seeing dozens of imperial soldiers filing in from the door of the building, the commander of the regiment captain showed a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

The fighting will of this group of remnants of China is indeed not inferior to the soldiers of the empire. With Nanjing's defeat already settled, this group of remnants not only killed and wounded hundreds of imperial soldiers, but even more frighteningly destroyed a whole squadron of tanks.

For the Sixth Division, this is a great shame and humiliation.

Honor is the life of an imperial soldier, how can it be trampled by the remnants of China?

Today the captain of the 47th Regiment wants to restore the honor of the broken imperial soldiers and avenge the shame of the Sixth Division!
Today is the time for the remnants of the Chinese army to end their military careers. The commander of the regiment captain wants to avenge the broken imperial soldiers!

No one can be left alive in the building!
……

The second floor stairway.

Zhou Weiguo's Type 38 anti-aircraft gun has been destroyed, and various types of parts are scattered all over the place.

Xu Hu's face was cut open, and although Zhou Weiguo was not injured, his head was dizzy from the blast.

Resisting the pain on his face, Xu Hu shouted: "Tuan Zuo, this anti-aircraft gun was blown up by the little devil. It seems that this battle cannot continue!"

Looking at the corpse of a remnant army nearby, Zhou Weiguo shouted: "Huzi, grab your weapon! Prepare to withdraw!"

As soon as the words were finished, the devils from down the corridor had already started to attack, and several pumpkin grenades that were cheesing and smoking were thrown up the corridor!

Rumble boom!

Groups of red flames erupted at the stairway, and fragments flew everywhere!

Fortunately, both Xu Hu and Zhou Weiguo are veterans who have experienced many battles, and their long-term battlefield instincts made them fall to the ground as soon as the grenade came.

Although the shrapnel scratched the combat uniform, fortunately, there was no fatal injury.

Come and don't go indecent.

Unscrewing an M24 grenade with a wooden handle, Zhou Weiguo showed a serious face and shouted: "Huzi, give the little devil a gift!"

Nodding to Zhou Weiguo, Xu Hu replied: "It must!"

As soon as the words fell, two smoking M24 grenades with wooden handles rolled down the stairs.

The timing of the throwing of these two grenades was just right, and they exploded as soon as they rolled to the little devil's feet, without giving the little devil a chance to throw back.

Rumble!
The little devils on the corridor were blown up a lot.

But soon, the little devil fired suppressive fire towards the stairs with his light machine gun crooked.

rub rub!
rub rub!
rub rub!
In the dense covering fire, two devil veterans came up the stairs.

Xu Hu shouted: "Tuan Zuo, the devils are coming! What are you doing?"

Putting a magazine into the loading port of the MP40 submachine gun, Zhou Weiguo shouted: "Wait until the little devil's machine gun is reloaded!"

As soon as the words fell, two veterans had already slammed into the stairs with bayonets.

His face suddenly sank, Xu Hu raised his MP40 submachine gun and fired a long stream of bullets at the devil veteran who was close at hand.

A devil veteran was immediately beaten into a hornet's nest.But more devils rushed up with 40-type rifles, Xu Hu could only continue to shoot with MP[-] submachine guns, unable to free his hands to protect Zhou Weiguo!

At the same time, another devil veteran who broke into the second floor had already wrestled with Zhou Weiguo.

This devil looks like a ten-year veteran of the military, and he is very good at hand-to-hand combat!

The devil veteran suddenly turned over and put Zhou Weiguo under him.

Two big callused hands tightly strangled Zhou Weiguo's neck.

Zhou Weiguo blushed suddenly, and tried his best to ride the devil veteran under him again.

With one hand free, Zhou Weiguo suddenly pulled out a Dezao from his waist for 20 rings.

Bang!Bang!Bang!
The three consecutive rounds of bullets left visible bullet marks on the wall, and one of the bullets still hit Xu Hu's right arm.

What the hell!

The old devil's strength was really strong, and Zhou Weiguo missed it all at once!

Zhou Weiguo's three shots not only missed the old devil, but also injured Xu Hu by mistake.

Enduring the pain, Xu Hu continued to rain bullets on the dozen or so little devils under the stairs.

Gritting his teeth hard, Zhou Weiguo aimed his gun at the devil again with force.

In the blink of an eye, the devil's veteran suddenly turned against the guest and took away the German-made 20-gun pistol from Zhou Weiguo's hand.

Watching the ghost veteran slowly aim his gun at his neck, Zhou Weiguo shouted: "Huzi..."

rub rub!
At this moment, Huzi was also shot in the leg, leaving only his left hand to shoot.

One left hand continued to raise the submachine gun and shoot towards the stairs, Xu Hu shouted in surprise: "Tuan Zuo!"

Xu Hu suddenly raised the MP40 submachine gun in his left hand, pointed it at the devil veteran and pulled the trigger.

Da da da!
However, Xu Hu's left hand could not control the submachine gun very well. The muzzle of the MP40 submachine gun was raised, and the bullet hit the wall again.

Obviously, the devil veteran didn't hurt even a single vellus hair.

At this critical moment, the devil veteran who was holding a German made 20 times had already pulled the trigger on Zhou Weiguo's neck.

(End of this chapter)