I rise from the sword

Chapter 245 The Zhongrui Regiment Joins the Battle, Gas Bombs Counterattack!
"Snapped!"

"Crack, crack, crack..."

Zhao Gang almost shot one by one, and quickly killed the devil grenadiers in his field of vision, and then turned his guns to attack other key targets of the devil, such as machine gunners and grassroots officers.

The Devil Grenadiers farther away could only fire at random because the smoke obscured their vision, and it was all luck whether they could hit the target.

In this way, it is impossible to cause much casualties to the defenders.

Instead, the little devil didn't have a decent defensive bunker as cover, and people kept getting shot and fell to the ground.

Facing the fierce attack of the independent regiment, the little devil had to slow down his attack speed, and then called the artillery in the rear to provide them with fire support.

"Brothers, this is the first time our independent regiment has fought such a rich battle, and I have opened up the fight!"

"I'm full of bullets, I'm done, I'll go to Consultant Yang to apply for you!"

He fought several victories in a row and killed nearly 3 enemies, except for the Zhongrui Regiment, which was the main attacking force, and gained a lot.

The Eighth Route Army Independent Regiment and Xinyi Regiment also made a huge fortune!
At this time, the independent regiment not only had enough ammunition, but the most important thing was that it was equipped with the little devil's weapons.

Hitting the little devil with the little devil's armed equipment, this feeling is really fucking cool!
However, the good times did not last long.

Just as the Devil artillery launched another bombardment, the Devil fighter group also swooped down fiercely towards the ground.

What they didn't expect was that the smoke bombs they threw earlier blocked their own sight...

"There is smoke on the ground, be careful of accidental injury, lower the flying altitude!"

The Devil fighter group quickly lowered their flight altitude and made preparations for dropping aerial bombs.

The speed of the plane was extremely fast, and in a blink of an eye, the group of devil fighters roared towards them and flew over the position of the defenders of the Independence Regiment.

"Hurricane, Hurricane!"

The Devil pilot operating the bomber immediately opened the bomb carrier and dropped the bombs they carried one by one.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

The explosion sounded like thunder.

On the second-line position of the Independence Regiment, clusters of explosion flames tens of meters high sprang up.

A large expanse of sand, gravel and soil was set off, flying in all directions with the explosion shock wave.

The soldiers of the Eighth Route Army who had no time to dodge were blown into the air with their weapons, and then fell down under the force of gravity.

Second-line positions are far less solid than forward positions.

The aerial bombs landed, leaving shocking huge craters one after another, and the surrounding fortifications were also blown to pieces by the aerial bombs.

Many Eighth Route Army soldiers died tragically in the bombing, and some soldiers who were in the center of the explosion were bombed to the bone, which was extremely tragic.

"The ghost plane of the dog day!"

"Brothers, fire and kill it for me!!!"

Seeing the soldiers under his command continue to die tragically under the bombardment of the devil planes, the first battalion commander Zhang Dabiao's eyes spewed fire with hatred, and immediately picked up a Czech-style light machine gun, and fired at the enemy planes flying wantonly in the sky. trigger.

"Da da da, ta da da da!——"

The deafening gunshots resounded, and the huge recoil of the Czech light machine gun shook Zhang Dabiao's arms, and even his whole body trembled involuntarily.

Shell casings bounced out of the ejection window continuously, casting an angry chain of bullets, pouring towards the enemy plane.

"Bobo bobo!—"

The devil's enemy plane never dreamed that the defenders on the ground were going to raise their guns to shoot the plane, and they were shot straight.

Unfortunately, these bullets did not hit the enemy plane's vitals, but only punched a few transparent holes in the fuselage.

Soon, other machine gunners on the ground also raised their guns and launched counterattacks against the enemy planes in the sky.

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

The dense rain of bullets intertwined with each other, forming a huge firepower net, pouring towards the enemy planes in the air and covering them.

"Bobobobo!!!"

The Devil bomber flew at a low altitude, and did not engage in too much entanglement with the defenders' machine gunners on the ground. After dropping a piece of aerial bomb, it immediately raised its altitude and fled.

However, under the control of the aviation soldiers, several Devil fighter jets dived fiercely towards the ground like goshawks fighting rabbits.

"Tu Tu Tu!"

"Tug-chug-chug!..."

The deafening sound of machine guns resounded in the air, and a large rain of bullets was fired immediately, like plowing the ground, pulling up smoke and dust belts on the ground.

The speed of the Devil fighter is so fast that the defending machine gunners on the ground have no time to move!

"Ugh, ah, ahhh!!!"

Many defenders' machine gunners were pierced through their bodies by the rain of machine gun bullets, let go of the machine guns in their hands, and fell to the ground in pain and unwillingness.

A large amount of blood was spilled, staining the ground red.

"Hidden, hidden!"

Seeing this, the rest of the machine gunners had no time to be sad and angry, and scattered around to avoid the attack of the enemy plane.

The Independent Regiment did not have anti-aircraft machine guns and anti-aircraft guns.

This made the enemy planes hover over the defenders' positions unscrupulously like goshawks without natural enemies.Wherever the firepower is strong, these enemy planes will rush towards them viciously like sharks smelling blood.

Facing the devil's powerful aerial firepower, the defenders were beaten helpless, so they could only passively hide in the bunker and resign themselves to fate...

The main peak of Jiaocheng Mountain.

Yang Lin turned a blind eye to the devil's containment firepower.

He held up the binoculars, looked through the smoke, and vaguely saw the battle situation on the side of the independent regiment.

Under the crazy bombing of the little devils, the second-line positions of the independent regiment were covered with scorched earth.

Most of the fortifications have collapsed, and the corpses of Eighth Route Army soldiers are lying around the position.

There are also some corpses that were buried in the trenches by the lifted mud, or were directly blown to nothing.

It is conceivable that the casualties of the independent regiment will only be greater than what he saw.

However, even though the devil's joint ground-air bombing was extremely violent, the Eighth Route Army soldiers of the independent regiment still stubbornly stood on the ground, resisting the devil's infantry who tried to charge!
It is worth mentioning that.

Although the independent regiment seized a lot of artillery, Li Yunlong knew very well that as long as their artillery exposed its position, it would be immediately attacked by the devil's aviation.

Therefore, even if the situation is extremely critical, Li Yunlong dare not put these artillery into use at all!
Because doing so would not only fail to turn the tide of the battle, but would also burn the little family fortune he had accumulated so hard. This was something he couldn't bear, and he didn't want to see it!
"Brother Yunlong, since your artillery can't be used, let me help you!"

Immediately, Yang Lin put away the binoculars, turned around and strode to the nearest telephone, and dialed the number of the artillery camp.

"Hi, I'm Zhao Yuting, commander of the artillery battalion, and I'm Zhao Yuting, commander of the artillery battalion!"

Zhao Yuting's voice quickly rang on the other end of the phone.

Since he didn't know that the group leader Yang Lin was on the phone, he didn't ask for instructions.

Yang Lin said expressionlessly: "I am Yang Lin, open fire immediately to provide fire support for the independent regiment, and also throw in the gas bombs we seized last time!"

The little devil used gas bombs again and again, and Yang Lin was really angry. In his deep voice, there was a cold killing intent!
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(End of this chapter)