Boom...boom...boom...boom...

Twist...

Bo... Bo... Bo...

Large and small cannons, light and heavy machine guns, rifle turtle box...

The howitzer shell exploded.

The whistling trajectory was pulled back and forth.

The trenches were filled with bullets, almost reaching the intensive situation of whoever emerged and who died.

South of the artillery tower.

The main team has occupied the Japanese's periphery defense line.

There were endless people crawling into the trenches, and from time to time, some people could no longer get up.

Movingly carrying a shovel, the hoe rolled into the trench on the ground.

Dig the trenches deep without stopping.

A relative died on the road of crawling, no time to be sad, and worked hard with tears in his eyes...

The soil on the plain is loose, and hundreds of people work together, and the speed of digging up the soil is amazing.

The Japanese cannonballs without smoke can only blow up dust and fog.

The smoke of gunpowder gradually dissipated in the trench circle.

The Japanese combat power was not something that could be blown away. The Japanese infantry who had red eyes began to smash grenades and the attacking Eighth Route Army died together.

The soldiers advancing north along the trenches were blocked and the advancement was slow.

Both sides threw grenades at each other to attack and defend, and the casualties of both sides in the trench were ridiculously serious...

Open land directly south.

The vision began to turn from the blur that I could not see anything and the outline of the earth not far away.

The observer of the sharpshooter team of the main regiment was lying in front of the trenches and was lying on the open body of the Japanese devils when he suddenly found a cat's waist coming out of the car parked at the bottom of the artillery tower and running towards the Japanese devils' commanders along the traffic trench.

He quickly turned around and shouted: "Hey, look, the one who came out of the artillery tower must be the Japanese messenger... Hurry up and kill him..."

The gun mouth of the target was slowly moving...

Suddenly, I realized that I had only one skill but could not aim at the Japanese Helmet who was shaking rapidly in the traffic trench.

Based on your feelings, if you shoot now, you will probably not be able to hit the target!

I have to remind myself continuously: Be calm and wait patiently, and the Japanese will always have a chance to emerge.

Southwest direction.

A loud noise appeared in the green gauze tent inadvertently.

A grenade hit the air.

Wenwuquan also saw the Japanese who came out of the artillery tower, pulled the grenade belt and fired a grenade, then fell down, and raised the telescope to observe like a sculpture.

This time I didn't see the Japanese helmet shifting horizontally.

Even if the Japanese observers found someone here to shoot grenades, they would not care too much.

Because the brothers have taken down the defense line of the trench south of the Japanese, and the movements are even greater along the trench left and right.

Not far away in front of him, the brothers were fighting with the Japanese in the trenches and it was hard to distinguish...

The main force attacked, and the twenty-three firepower groups in the Qingshi Tent were suppressed without ambiguity.

Uh... I hit a grenade launcher group that changed to another place, and occasionally I don't know which mortar shell was fired from the edge of a green gauze tent.

The Japanese grenadiers immediately fought back.

The light and heavy machine guns fired fiercely without any ambiguity.

Under the dense firepower of the Japanese, the conspiracy of the Eighth Turkish Route Army's artillery position to sneak attack on the Imperial Army was in vain.

After several grenades and two mortar shells, one of the artillery positions was killed and four or five were seriously injured. In such a large-scale offensive and defensive battle, casualties can be completely ignored.

However, the Japanese still hated each other. When did the invincible Imperial Army fall into a situation where they were bombed by the Eighth Route Army?

A grenade that had been attacked suddenly exploded after it landed on the ground.

A stream of smoke suddenly rose from the traffic trenches between the two trenches in the artillery tower.

Then a scream rang out.

Amid that scream, there were Japanese soldiers who were instructing them!

Before his death, this guy did not forget to sing birds intermittently and conveyed orders to the Japanese in the trench next to him: "Oh...ah...sent orders...bombardment...outside...defense line..."

I couldn't hear clearly the dying muttering mixed with the sound of cannons, and the Japanese next to me had to ask continuously: "What are you saying... Repeat..."

The commander was angry in the morning and was ready to die at any time. He heard the shouting of this person, and was furious and heartbroken.

When the Japanese who heard the word "bombardment" beside him, he hurriedly ran to the artillery position arranged in the shallow pit and sandbag bunker behind the second line of defense.

The Japanese artillery positions were not far from the artillery tower.

The lieutenant who received the order immediately ordered that the grenade team was still the first to open fire...

The sound of the tones keeps ringing.

The mortar shells then let out a sharp scream.

On the outer positions captured by the Eighth Route Army, a pillar of gunpowder filled with smoke, shrapnel and dust were flying.

The earth was trembling, and from time to time, the Eighth Route Army soldiers who were bombed were lifted out of the trenches, and their clothes were rolled into the sky...

The continuous deafening explosion completely covered the sacrifice, and the injured Eighth Route Army soldiers screamed.

Zhang Xiaodao, who killed three Japanese and one traitor, lay in a pit not far from the Japanese artillery position.

I was anxious and pulled the grenade and threw it on the Japanese artillery position.

The Japanese observer not far behind immediately discovered the abnormality and raised his gun to stop it: "Baga... don't have eyes..."

"I'm eight, you mother!" Zhang Xiaodao held a shell gun in his left hand and shot the observer to death.

Then, he smashed his grenade with his right hand off the cover and threw it onto the Japanese artillery position.

In front of this guy, seven grenades with insurance pins pulled open in one stroke.

He smashed one and threw one in anger, and most of them greeted the Japanese artillery positions.

He immediately shrank his head after throwing it.

The observers were killed and the Japanese were confused as they watched someone throw grenades at the artillery positions.

The Japanese who soon reacted was not vague and dared to throw grenades on the imperial army's heads, even their own people would die!

The muzzle of the rifle quickly pointed at Zhang Xiaodao.

Then, several grenades that smashed their caps were thrown at the shallow pit where Zhang Xiaodao was.

The bullets roared over his head, and Zhang Xiaodao did not escape because he would die after he got out of the pit at this time.

He crawled into a bunker that had already brought together five corpses.

As soon as I covered a corpse, the sound of a grenade explosion suddenly sounded in my ears.

It seemed like a hurricane was blowing, shrapnel flew across the gaps between the corpses, and the powerful pressure made him feel as if he was potentially in the water.

Can't breathe at all.

The pressure disappeared in an instant, and I felt the pressure on my body lightening, and the first explosion of the grenade shock wave came again.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Six consecutive shock waves blow up the body of the Japanese military police pressing against him to an incomplete state.

These tricks that Liu Yuanqing taught are really useful...

Using the Japanese corpses as cover can really avoid the Japanese grenade fragments.

The Japanese grenade is powerful, but its power is mainly reflected in injuring the enemy with fragments.

Zhang Xiao didn't dare to hesitate, and raised his hand to push away the incomplete Japanese military police corpse that covered his body.

Rolling and crawling in the smoke and dust, climbing eastward along the traffic trench.

Now you have to leave this pit, maybe the Japanese will come to check the results in a while.

Before leaving, I have to leave a memory for the Japanese...

In the traffic trench filled with smoke, Zhang Xiaodao, who was stumbled, could not hear anything in his ears.

After walking a few steps, I suddenly felt a slight vibration from the ground.

Lean forward with the trend.

A pair of leather shoes that emitted a stinky smell stepped on his back without any hesitation, and he didn't care about the second lieutenant's ejection on his shoulders.

Then he rushed towards the shallow pit behind him.
To be continued...