Dark clouds slowly move from south to north, the sun is dim, and although the weather is getting hotter, the dull air still gives people a feeling of desolation. The first update on the novel website is outside the city of Perona

, in the yellow fields on both sides of the Somme, patches of wheat fields were burnt black, and corpses lay scattered in the fields.

Originally this was supposed to be a good harvest season, but now, war has come to this small town again, and the war is rapidly changing everything in the small town.

Yesterday, the 27th Regiment of the Chinese Expeditionary Force immediately attacked the city after seizing the railway bridge. Just as they occupied the small town after a fierce battle, the advance troops of the German 73rd Division, who were scheduled to reinforce the front line, also arrived.

Small town, and then the two sides started a fierce battle near the small town.

Both the German army and the Chinese army understand that now, if they cannot capture this small town and cannot recapture the railway bridge, what will it mean? The attack of the German 73rd Division cannot be called fierce. After the first attack was repulsed,

Its advance troops immediately made contact with the rear, and then launched a second attack. This attack was more violent than the previous one, and the German troops fully exerted their full strength.

Shelling!

From dawn to dusk, in Perona, this small French town and the surrounding city were completely shrouded in artillery shells. Thousands of artillery shells were fired into the fields, towns and cities, one smoke column after another, rising from the ground.

It rose up, carrying the soil with it, and flew into the air. The cannon's bombardment was far more intensive than people imagined. Sometimes, the cannonballs poured down like a thunderstorm.

Amidst this unprecedented bombardment, everything on the earth was trembling.

However, it was only one day of shelling. Not only did the land outside the city that was supposed to be harvested turned into a battlefield, but the small French city was also turned into a ruins under the fierce shelling. The real battle had not yet begun.

Among the ruins of the city, Cao Weiqiang and his platoon of soldiers hid in the sewers to avoid the German shelling. The German shelling was too violent.

For the 27th Regiment, which had fortification materials, the only thing they could use was the city and the ruins, so they even gave up their positions in the wild. Instead, they waited for the Germans to attack the city, and then used their limited forces to

In the ruins of this city, an urban battle started with the Germans.

"What kind of battle is this? This is my first time!"

In the smelly sewer, Song Xingjia said in a depressed tone. After repelling the first German attack in the wild, following the command of the commander, everyone, like mice, walked into the sewer.

, even the position they held yesterday was abandoned. You must know that the brothers fought with their lives to defeat it.

"This is urban warfare, well, urban street fighting!"

Zhang Guotao, who was sitting next to him, replied.

Urban street fighting, for this mode of warfare, they only received certain training on the training ground in the past. In fact, many soldiers have returned what they learned on the training ground, and now, they must use their own

Fighting the Germans in an unfamiliar fighting style.

"Street fighting in the city? Why do we fight like this?"

"The German artillery fire is too fierce. If we don't let them in, we will have to wait for death!"

Cao Weiqiang explained this way, yesterday, everyone was lucky enough to hold the position, but the price paid was extremely heavy. More than 300 brothers were killed in the battle. If the fight continues like this, everyone will be here before the reinforcements arrive.

It's not terrible to explain here, but if you fail to complete the task, it will affect the overall situation.

"Cannon, cannon...fuck the cannon!"

Patting the rifle in his hand, Song Xingjia said with annoyance...

"He's a good man, come here and do it! What's the point of squatting in the distance and firing cannons?"

Machine gun shooter Zhao Zihao shouted angrily.

"Damn it, as long as they dare to come, I will kill them with machine guns!"

"Don't worry! They are always coming!"

Cao Weiqiang was cleaning his bayonet. In order to save bullets, his submachine gun would only be used at the most critical time. Now, he replaced it with a captured German Mauser rifle. In addition to the larger caliber, the rifle was longer, and the second

There was no difference between the rifles. Fortunately, they seized a lot of weapons, especially a large number of rifles at that military station.

At that time, the regiment leader considered that the ammunition carried by everyone was limited, so the riflemen all handed over their own ammunition in order to concentrate the ammunition for the machine guns, thus ensuring the ammunition supply for the machine gunners to the maximum extent, thereby ensuring the combat effectiveness of the entire regiment.

He could sense that his brothers were in a bad mood, so he put the bayonet back into its sheath and said:

"Don't worry, when the follow-up troops are close, the Germans will have a taste of our artillery!"

As he was talking, maybe a howitzer shell exploded near the sewer, causing some cement to shake out from the cracks in the masonry on top of the sewer where they were squatting. The earthquake came down, and then some more shells fell nearby.

, this dense rain of bullets only caused a few of the soldiers who were recruited from the logistics force to quickly cover their ears, and then look up nervously.

"Recruits are afraid of cannons, veterans are afraid of machine guns. There's nothing scary about cannons!"

A few veterans smoking cigarettes were muttering there, seemingly to teach these logistics soldiers that the current 27th Regiment no longer has the concept of a logistics force. Everyone must take up arms and everyone must go into battle.

Stay here or die here!

For every officer and soldier of the 27th Regiment, this has become a choice that is not their choice!

"Uh! I'm afraid, I'm afraid. Just this one shot will make people's hearts beat a little panicked!"

Shao Jiayan, who added from the baggage company, answered truthfully.

"There's nothing to be afraid of. When the fighting actually starts, keep your ears up and listen to the sound of the cannon..."

At this time, the veterans began to tell them how to avoid shelling. Although officers would remind them on the battlefield, they still had to rely on themselves in many cases.

Suddenly, the sewer suddenly became tense, and shouts came from the entrance of the sewer.

"Quick, quick, the Germans are starting to attack!"

As soon as they heard the shouts from outside, the people who were originally nesting in the sewer immediately stood up. After waiting for such a long time, the Germans finally attacked, and now was the time to deal with them.

Just when Song Xingjia was about to go out, Cao Weiqiang grabbed him. Then he looked at the brothers in the sewer and said:

"Remember, don't take the initiative! We will turn this street into a death place for Germans!"

What is street fighting!

Just use the streets to fight!

After a platoon of soldiers emerged from the sewers, they immediately followed the original plan. Carrying rifles and light and heavy machine guns, they walked through the ruins of the streets and quickly completed a narrow crossfire arrangement.

"hurry up!"

While others were setting up their positions, Nie Ziliang was watching Wang An clumsily stuffing detonators into the shells. These German shells were captured in the warehouse of the train station, but they did not capture a few of them.

For artillery, in order to give full play to the role of the weapon, the shells are turned into mines. It only takes a few batteries and a detonator to turn a shell into a mine.

Now that the German infantry is about to attack, it is natural to prepare some mines for them.

Explosion.

Listening to the explosion sound coming from outside the basement, Jean Lumil quickly hugged his daughter tightly, and then looked towards the entrance of the basement in horror. As a Frenchman, he now completely lost the joy of seeing the Chinese ** team before.

The war destroyed everything in this city. As the war continued, many people fled to the countryside, but he stayed here with his family. Of course, if he had other choices, he would definitely escape here, but he

There is no other choice. If you leave this city, who should you seek refuge with?….

But now, he wants to leave here, if there is still a chance.

"Dad, it looks like they are still fighting!"

Michael raised her head and listened to the intensive gunfire coming from outside the basement. Different from the previous explosion, this gunfire seemed to come from nearby. Even though she was a girl, she knew that these gunshots meant those who were among the victims.

The Japanese troops were fighting with the Germans nearby.

fight!

When will this nightmare end?

Yesterday, the mayor organized citizens to welcome the Chinese. They were French allies and they recaptured this French city. Now, will the mayor welcome these Chinese again? If he knew about this city

If the city will be destroyed in the flames of war, at the beginning of the war, whether the French army was stationed here or the German army occupied it, it seemed to have little impact on the residents of the city. What about now?

Everything was destroyed. Just an hour ago, Jean Lumil walked out of the basement. What he saw was only ruins. All the buildings were destroyed by German artillery. In this kind of situation, there were only ruins.

Under such circumstances, why haven’t the Chinese surrendered yet?

"We will stay here!"

In the town square, the Chinese lieutenant colonel's vowed words emerged in his mind. It seemed that they were not just talking casually.

"Dad, maybe they can hold on here!"

Michaela blinked her big blue eyes and said in a very recognizing tone.

After a day of killing, a criss-crossing battlefield was formed in the city. At this time, every inch of land in this small French town had become a battlefield, and there was a pungent smell in the air on the ruined streets.

With the smell of sulfur and the light of the shells falling and exploding, Cao Weiqiang saw more than a dozen German figures rushing towards him. After a day and night of street fighting, the Germans became much smarter and no longer looked like

It was the same at the beginning, charging in formations, but it was a squad-scale charge.

Opening his eyes wide and taking advantage of the exploding fireworks, he noticed that the German soldiers were getting closer and closer. Because the submachine gun bullets had been empty in the previous anti-submachine gun, Cao Weiqiang instinctively touched his waist. In a hurry, he found that his pistol was not

If you know what has fallen, your waist will be empty.

"Da da da..."

A comrade beside him held a submachine gun on his waist and fired at the group of people on the street. At the same time, with the sparse and dull sound of rifles, the German army began to fight back.

Seeing a comrade running on his left side lying in a pool of blood, Cao Weiqiang hurriedly rushed over and picked up the Type II submachine gun. At the same time, he took out two magazines from his comrade's body.

Just when he pulled the trigger and knocked over several German soldiers.

A loud "boom" sound came from behind him. When he looked back, he saw that a broken wall had been blown down, and his comrades who had been fighting against the wall were buried in the rubble.

"Run! Run!"
To be continued...