Twelve 12mm mortars and six 80mm mortars lined up, and the artillerymen have already marked them.

A group of artillerymen of the reconnaissance regiment squatted around the artillery with serious faces.

Company Commander Zhou Yuan stared straight at the pocket watch in his hand, the hour hand moved bit by bit.

When the pointer falls at 22 o'clock.

Zhou Yuan directly roared: "Fire!"

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

All of a sudden, all the artillerymen put down their mortar shells together, and the dull sound of impact resounded for hundreds of meters.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

next moment.

A total of 18 mortars roared in unison.

Without the slightest hesitation, the artillery quickly filled the shells.

A series of dull impact sounds continued to sing in all directions accompanied by the sound of cannon ejection.

The biggest advantage of the mortar is that the firing speed is extremely fast. The shells are loaded directly from the muzzle, and they are forced to fire by relying on their own mass decline.

In just one minute, the artillery fired an average of no less than 1 shells.

They continued to fill the shells, and according to the order of the regiment leader Chen Zheng, they fired out all the ammunition they carried.

A base number of 80mm mortar shells is 120 pieces, and a base number of 150mm mortar shells is 60 pieces.

In other words, they have to fire 1800 rounds in the fastest time.

Countless mortar shells, like meteor-like tail flames, pierced the dark sky.

The whole sky is lit up.

In an instant.

The mortar shells took the form of a parabola and hit the Kwantung Army Second Division headquarters heavily.

One after another, the shells exploded on the spot, and the flames soaring into the sky engulfed a radius of several kilometers.

The shock wave was ups and downs, and the sound of the explosion was deafening.

Even Sujiatun, twenty miles away, could clearly see the bursting flames.

All the little devils from the Second Division of the Kwantung Army woke up, and they hurriedly put on their clothes and prepared to support Baitapu.

Unfortunately.

The artillery of the reconnaissance regiment had marked the position of the position an hour before.

The entire Imp Command is covered.

When the little devils from the Second Division arrive, I'm afraid there will only be dirt left. .

Chapter 51

Fengtian South Railway Station.

Zheng Jialie, the head of the railway garrison who had already been waiting on the train, saw the flames in the distance.

Suddenly, his face changed drastically.

"Everyone has it, let's go!"

The steel behemoth composed of 24 German-made heavy-duty railway armored patrol cars roared.

creak creak!

Accompanied by a low grinding sound.

This hundreds of meters long steel train quickly drove out of Fengtian City.

Behind the railway garrison group there is a large section of ordinary train carriages.

The two reserve divisions have a total of 3 people, plus heavy weapons such as heavy machine guns and artillery.

More than 200 carriages formed a long queue.

Military trains are different from civilian trains. There is no so-called position, and all trains are standing and supported.

A train skin can accommodate more than 200 soldiers.

If it weren't for the little devil's attention being focused on the direction of Baitapu, they really wouldn't dare to take the train to Shilihe Station.

joke!

In the train, others only need a grenade to reimburse an entire carriage.

Who can not be afraid?

......

Baitapu.

The fire has not dissipated.

The shelling continued.

"Tread --"

A muffled sound of footsteps was muffled by the explosion.

Under the cover of gunpowder smoke, thousands of black shadows quickly approached the little devil's headquarters.

As a special market town, Baitapu stands neatly with hundreds of buildings.

The most central is the headquarters of the Second Division of the Kwantung Army.

"Da-da-da! Da-da-da!"

The officers and soldiers of the third battalion attacking from the front were the first to enter the market town.

Orange flames spread from the muzzle.

The dense bullets greeted the remaining little devils like a storm.

For a while, the wailing and screaming sounded endlessly.

The bullet directly penetrated the little devil's body, completely smashing them into a sieve.

The reconnaissance regiment is the one equipped with the most fully automatic weapons in the entire Fengtian Army combat sequence.

Each had a Thomson submachine gun, and a few carried Garand rifles and Mauser K98 sniper rifles.

"Pass down the order, don't take prisoners!"

Chen Zheng, who followed closely behind the third battalion, said loudly.

"Yes!"

The orderly ran directly to the front, shouting: "The commander has an order, don't take prisoners!"

Wherever the sound went, all the officers and soldiers of the reconnaissance regiment understood it, and their eyes became more fierce.

The steel gun in his hand fired bullets continuously, knocking the little devils to the ground one by one.

The Japanese army, whose fighting spirit had been destroyed by shelling long ago, had no intention of resisting.

All of them didn't even run, they just stood there waiting to die, and some even committed suicide without the need for reconnaissance soldiers to make up their swords.

Just 10 minutes.

The reconnaissance team wiped out all the little devils in Baitapu.

The only fly in the ointment is that the two senior officials of the little devil - Seishiro Itagaki and Waner Ishihara are not here.

There are only some middle and junior staff officers.

at the same time.

The railway garrison group from Fengtian South Railway Station also rushed to Shilihe Station.

"Doo-doo--"

The siren sound came from a distance.

All the soldiers of a squadron of the Kwantung Army stationed at Shilihe Station woke up.

One by one, holding their guns, they quickly entered the predetermined defensive position.

The orange-red light flashing one after another in the distance attracted everyone's attention.

creak creak!

Accompanied by a low grinding sound.

A steel train hundreds of meters long quickly entered the station.

"hiss!!!"

When all the little devils saw the true face of the car, they couldn't help but gasped.

This is not a steel train, it is simply a giant steel beast.

24 German-made heavy-duty railway armored patrol vehicles were combined, and dozens of black hole muzzles were aimed at the vicinity.

There are also densely packed muzzles protruding from the shooting holes, and as many as thousands of them are aimed at the entire train station.

"boom!!!"

The four 4mm tank guns mounted on the road patrol vehicle opened fire quickly.

4 cannonballs with long tail flames, killing the little devils in the train station "shelling..."

A group of soldiers of the Kwantung Army watched the fireball approaching rapidly.

A sharp whistling sound spread throughout the station.

Their faces all changed drastically.

"Bang!!!"

Unfortunately, it's too late.

A shell hit the Kwantung Army column heavily.

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