I rise from the sword

Chapter 270 The Final Battle 2
Under the order of battalion commander Zhao Yuting.

Soon, all the artillery companies of the artillery battalion gathered all the artillery, opened fire in unison, and launched a covering bombing of the area in front of the four-line position.

At this time, the fighters of the Devils had already returned due to fuel and ammunition problems, and had not turned back yet, which made the artillery battalion's attack even more unscrupulous.

"Tom tom tom!"

"Tom tom tom tom!—"

In addition to the artillery battalion, the heavy artillery battalion also opened fire one after another.

For a moment, dense shells were like a meteor shower, constantly bombarding the devil troops.

"Boom boom boom!"

"Boom boom boom boom!—"

Conventional artillery shells and napalm bombs exploded one after another, and in just a few minutes, hundreds of shells of various calibers were poured down.

The devil troops that rushed up later were blown to pieces, and the enemy could only look for nearby bomb craters, trenches and other places to hide and hide, without any ability to resist.

A large piece of napalm exploded violently, bursting out hot fireworks, mercilessly burning all the combustibles around.

"Uh, uh, uh..."

"I don't want to die, save me, save me quickly..."

The sound of the explosion was mixed with the enemy's screams and cries for help.

Napalm bombs exploded everywhere, like Yang Lin's vengeful anger.

But what I saw was that walls of fire rose one after another, intertwined with each other to form a huge sea of ​​flames, engulfing the devil's infantry and tanks and armored troops.

The bodies of a large group of devil soldiers were set on fire, like a human-shaped fireball, rolling around in the sea of ​​flames, struggling helplessly and crying for help.

"Help me, save me quickly..."

"I don't want to die, I don't want to die..."

"The cherry blossoms are about to bloom, I still want to go back to my hometown to see the cherry blossoms..."

Not only the devil soldiers, but also the devil tanks did not fare much better.

Two tanks were hit by napalm bombs, and the sudden spread of fireworks directly burned the armor of the tanks red, and then the scorching heat was transmitted to the tank compartment through the armor.

"Hot, so hot!"

The devil in the tank compartment opened the cabin cover to breathe, and yelled in panic: "Baga! It's an incendiary bomb. The Chinese used an incendiary bomb. Turn around and enter..."

More than 10 tanks and chariots turned around one after another, and fled towards a safe position behind with full power.

Compared with ordinary gasoline, napalm bombs burn longer and are more lethal, but they also have shortcomings, that is, they cannot flow into the tank along the gaps in the sheet metal like liquid gasoline.

Therefore, for the killing of tanks, napalm bombs are actually not as direct and brutal as Molotov cocktails.

However, the Zhongrui Regiment does not only have napalm bombs...

"Hurricane, Hurricane Hurricane..."

The bombing of the Zhongrui Regiment continued without stopping.

The shells slammed down with a terrifying scream, and several devil tanks that had just turned around and hadn't had time to run far were right at the point of the explosion, and were instantly blown to pieces by the shells that fell from the sky.

"Boom!"

"Boom, boom boom boom boom..."

In the flames of the explosion, the track parts of the Devil tank and the top cover of the gun barrel were scattered all over the place, and many Devil soldiers around were smashed to death.

The high temperature from the napalm bombs, coupled with the threat of conventional artillery shells, made the formation of the devil tanks completely chaotic, and the thick smoke produced by the burning even obscured the vision of the periscope. The remaining devil tanks panicked like blind men. Just like bumping around.

"Bang!"

"Bang!——"

Some tanks collided directly, and some devil tank soldiers, because they couldn't bear the high temperature, abandoned the tanks, opened the cabin cover, and climbed out from inside.

There were also tanks that directly ran over the ghost soldiers next to them.

"Uh, ah, ah, ah..."

The tank tracks, which carried seven or eight tons of weight, crushed the devil soldiers, causing their brain tissue to splatter and their flesh to be mutilated.

A group of unlucky ghost soldiers never imagined in their dreams that they died not under the guns of the Zhongrui regiment, but under the tracks of their own tanks.

Their bodies were crushed into flesh and embedded in the soil. If they were covered with another layer of soil, they wouldn't even need to clean up the battlefield...

"Baga! Stop, stop, you stupid armored soldiers, you have crushed your own people!!!"

The devil commander yelled angrily, but the troops were already in a mess, and with shells constantly falling, no one could hear his orders.

The artillerymen of the Zhongrui Regiment in the distance were still shelling. They fired uninterruptedly at the area in front of the four-line position, blasting the scorched earth and thick smoke everywhere...

Rear high ground.

On the sounding balloon.

The three old devils, Aoi Koichiro, Iijima Nobu and Mutoo, have been watching the battle.

Seeing that the attacking force was routed back again, Koichiro Aoi's expression darkened again.

Just now, his troops had reached the foot of the main peak of Jiaocheng Mountain, the last line of defense of the Zhongrui Regiment, only one step away from victory.

This old devil doesn't want to give up just yet!

"Iijima-kun, pass on my order to put in all the remaining three imperial brigades and continue the attack!"

Nobuo Iijima frowned and said: "Mr. Kurai, the casualties of our three regiments have already exceeded half, and these three brigades are already our last strength. If we continue to invest in and fail to capture Jiaocheng Mountain, it may be true. I can't explain to your Excellency the head of the division!

Besides, if you look at the firepower of the Chinese army, they obviously still have spare power.

Not to mention the other Chinese armies, but the two Eighth Route armies stationed on the two wings of Jiaocheng Mountain. They have not shown their faces from the beginning to the end. "

Iijima Shin expressed his worries.

Koichiro Aoi said coldly: "Those two Eighth Route Armies are not to be feared at all! Moreover, the sharp regiment of the Chinese Army is only one regiment after all, and their supplies are limited, so it is impossible to sustain them for a long time.

Just now, although they held on to the last position, their consumption of ammunition was extremely huge, and they might be almost exhausted.

Right now, it is a good opportunity to defeat it in one fell swoop!
Otherwise, once we let them catch their breath, get supplies, and rebuild the fortifications, we will have no chance to capture Jiaocheng Mountain again! "

After a pause, Aoi Koichiro said in a more serious tone: "As for what you said, I can't explain it to His Excellency, the head of the division. This is my business and has nothing to do with you. If there is any problem, I will bear it all!"

Mutou followed suit and said, "Kurai-kun is right. Today is indeed the best chance, even the last chance, to eliminate the Zhongrui regiment!"

Saying that, Mutou turned his head to look at Nobu Iijima again, and continued: "Iijima-kun, you should be aware of the war in the south, the empire has already focused on the Hunan battlefield, and we will also move south soon.

Therefore, if we miss today, if we want to avenge our shame, it may be indefinitely! "

"This……"

"Ok."

Of course, Nobu Iijima knew what Aoi Koichiro and Mutoo said, and after a fierce ideological struggle, he finally agreed with the two of them.

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(End of this chapter)