I rise from the sword

Chapter 381 Yang Lin's Plan

When the fierce battle was in full swing, Yang Lin brought reinforcements from the guard company over.

Yang Lin, who had climbed the city wall, glanced at the battlefield and had a general understanding of the battle situation, and then took a bazooka from Niu boldly next to him.

Since the devil's tanks and armored vehicles were always moving, it was difficult for the defenders' artillery to hit them, so the devil's tanks and armored vehicles could rush unhindered under the city wall.

"Cannonball!"

"Yes, group seat!"

Niu boldly promised, and then took out a grenade from the ammunition box next to it.

Yang Lin took the grenade, put it in the muzzle, aimed it, and pressed the launch button.

"call out!"

The next moment, a grenade flew out quickly with a hot tail flame.

Although the power of the rocket launcher is not very powerful, it is more than enough to deal with the tanks and armored vehicles of the little devil.

The little devil called his tank a medium tank, but it was just a sensationalist, and Wang Po sold melons.

Typical self-promotion!
It should be known that the medium-sized tanks it makes are only more than 10 tons, which is not as heavy as the light tanks of European and American countries.

Take the t34 tank of the Soviet army as an example. Although it is also a medium tank, it weighs more than 30 tons, which is almost two or three times that of the little devil medium tank.

As the weight shrinks, the defensive performance and attack power will naturally be much weaker.

Yang Lin could be called the sound of a cannon, and he shot directly into his soul. This grenade seemed to have eyes, and it hit a little devil's tank with incomparable precision, and directly pierced through its frontal armor.

"Boom!"

The explosion of the grenade in the cabin caused high temperature and high pressure, which not only killed the Devil tank soldiers inside on the spot, but also caused the ammunition in the cabin to explode, making a more violent explosion sound of 'boom'.

This time, the raging blast wave directly tore this so-called 'medium tank' apart.

The dozen or so devil infantry who used this tank as a shelter suffered the same crimes. They were either killed by the explosion shock wave on the spot, or smashed to death on the ground by the shattered tank body.

“叮！系统提示：恭喜宿主, 击毁敌军坦克1辆，特别奖励t34-85中型坦克1辆；功勋值+3000，经验值+3000。”

“叮！系统提示：恭喜宿主, 击杀敌军坦克兵1名，特别奖励85mm口径坦克炮10箱；功勋值+500；经验值+500。”

"Ding! System prompt: Congratulations to the host..."

"Damn it, this is called a medium tank..."

Yang Lin ignored the system prompt, then took another grenade and put it on the muzzle...

"Shh, shh, shh!"

"Boom, boom, boom!—"

Yang Lin's attack can be called an art, as if what was fired from the barrel was not a rocket, but a missile equipped with a tracker, every shot hit the target with incomparable precision.

Not long after, five or six tanks and armored vehicles of the little devils were destroyed. Either their tracks were broken into several pieces, or their gun barrels were blown off, or their top covers were blown off. black smoke...

"boom!"

Suddenly, a kinetic energy bombardment hit Yang Lin in front of him. Although it was blocked by the city wall, the violent explosion made a small hole in the wall.

For a moment masonry splashed.

"Damn it, there is still a fish that slipped through the net?"

Yang Lin turned his head in the direction of the kinetic energy cannon. He raised the bazooka again and aimed at the Devil tank.

"call out!"

The grenade flew a hundred meters away in an instant, but the strange thing was that the grenade fired this time did not explode, and even the sparks that hit the tank did not arouse.

Nani?

what's the situation?What about the grenade I fired?

Yang Lin looked dazed. You know, he is a man with a perfect-level artillery proficiency book. At a distance of about [-] meters, let alone a target as big as a tank, he is sure to hit even a small bird.

Could it be that a dud was fired just now?

Yang Lin could only think of this possibility.

"System, you stupid profiteer, even if you sell expensive things, you still sell crooked goods?"

Just as Yang Lin was cursing the system, the Devil Tank fired another shot.

But what is also strange is that the devil's tank gun did not fire, but exploded directly inside the gun bore.

"Boom!"

There was a loud explosion, and the scorching flames of the explosion directly engulfed the Devils Tank.

"???"

At this time, the ghost tank soldiers in the tank compartment all looked confused, a few big question marks rose on their foreheads, and they didn't understand until the death, why a good tank blew itself up.

Originally, the devil tank soldiers adjusted the shooting angle and aimed the muzzle at Yang Lin.

And the grenade fired by Yang Lin accidentally got into the barrel of the Devil's tank gun and caused a misfire.

Then, the artillery shell fired by the Devil tank soldiers collided with the grenade in the gun tube, causing an explosion.

Its violent explosion even caused the ammunition in the cabin to explode, making a loud "bang" that shook the world.

The blast wave that swept away destroyed the tank to pieces in an instant, turning it into a pile of scrap metal.

So much so that Yang Lin could feel the scorching air waves blowing towards his face from a distance of [-] meters.

However, the other devil soldiers did not stop attacking because the tanks were all destroyed.

They avoided the explosion point of the cluster grenade, and instead continued to launch death charges from several other gaps...

"Brothers, attack with a flamethrower! Let these little devils taste the taste of roast pig!!!"

Yang Lin put down the bazooka in his hand and replaced it with a flamethrower.

"Piggies of dog days, get ready for the grill!"

Yang Lin grinned, showing an undisguised grin, and then turned on the flamethrower, unceremoniously burning the little devil charging from the buffer zone.

"Shhhhhhhhh-"

The little devils who rushed ahead were wearing a few pieces of defensive armor, and the bullets hit them bang bang, but they couldn't hurt them at all.

The little devils in the rear used this as a cover to continuously provide them with fire cover.

Many officers and soldiers of the Zhongrui Regiment tried to open fire to stop them, but they were attacked by the little devils instead, and some people were shot and fell to the ground.

Well now, although these pieces of defensive armor can prevent bullet attacks, they cannot prevent flames.

Long tongues of flame spurted out like an angry dragon coming out of a hole.

The sprayed fireworks splashed for a while, and attached to the bodies of the surrounding devil soldiers.

The high-temperature fireworks burned on the devil soldier's clothes in an instant.

The steel plate was also quickly heated to red, scorching the palms of the devil soldiers in front of their heads to sizzle, and the smell of roasted meat came out bursts.

Finally, these devil soldiers couldn't bear the scalding feeling any longer, and threw the steel plate heavily to the ground.

Without the barrier of the steel plate, the fire dragon spit directly on these devil soldiers, turning them into roast pigs.

"Ugh! It hurts, it hurts to death!"

"Help me, save me quickly..."

We all know that if there are grades of pain, firework burns are definitely the highest grade.

For a moment, the devil soldiers who were ignited fell to the ground in agony, while rolling down the gentle slope, they kept beating the fireworks on their bodies.

There were also some ignited little devils running around, leading the fireworks to other devil soldiers.

"Ugh! Ugh!!!"

"Ya Butterfly!!!"

The ghost soldiers who were on fire screamed heart-piercingly, as if this could relieve the pain on their bodies.

A human-shaped fireball flitted under the city. No matter how the devil soldiers tried to save themselves, they would all die in the end.

Some of these unlucky devil soldiers were burned to death on the ground, and some were blown to death by the falling grenades.

Yang Lin led more than 10 soldiers from the guard company, and frantically burned the devil soldiers under the city with a flamethrower. For a while, the little devil was burnt to pieces...

Soon, as the battle continued, under the leadership of Yang Lin, the defenders of the Zhongrui Regiment, and his endlessly emerging black technology weapons, and various strange means, the balance of the battle began to slowly shift towards the Zhongrui Regiment. come over.

In the end, the little devils in the city had been beaten to pieces, unable to organize an effective attack at all.

As a result, although the little devil had rushed to the bottom of the city, he was still unable to rush to the city wall and enter the city.

The Zhongrui Regiment took advantage of the little devils' illness to kill them, gradually turned from defense to offense, and their firepower became more and more fierce, especially without the threat of devils' tank guns,

Ten minutes later, covered by the fierce firepower of the Zhongrui Regiment, the enemies fled in all directions, no longer caring about continuing to attack...

5 kilometers outside the city.

At the Japanese attack position, Yoshida Shigeru, the commander of the 2nd Infantry Regiment of the Japanese Garrison, has been watching the attack. Through the light of the war, he can basically see the battle situation ahead through the telescope.

When he saw Zhongruituan actually used a black-tech weapon such as a flamethrower, the expression on his face immediately became ugly, as if more than a dozen fathers had died.

At the same time, it is more and more certain that the Zhongrui Group has received the help of the German Three Reichs, and even behind this is the Third German Reich.

Because, with China's industrial level, it is impossible to produce flamethrowers. Otherwise, why haven't the Chinese military used them before?
lost!

Looking at the subordinates who were defeated by the Zhongrui Regiment and fled in all directions, even though the old devil Yoshida Maoto was very unwilling, he had to accept the reality of defeat, and finally had no choice but to give the order to retreat.

No, it's going to...

"Your Excellency, Captain, is ordered, transfer in, transfer in immediately!!!"

Soon, the order to retreat was conveyed to the front line, and the soldiers of the Devils ran back in a panic as if they had been pardoned, only hating their parents for giving them two legs.

"Brothers, extend the firepower and hit me! Don't let these little devils get away!"

With Yang Lin's order, the officers and soldiers of the Zhongrui Regiment on the city wall opened fire one after another, pouring out a large number of bullets at once.

"Ugh!"

"Uh, uh, uh..."

Facing the hot bullet rain from the pursuit, many devil soldiers had their backs pierced and fell to the ground in pain.

In the end, after the little devil who fled in embarrassment left behind hundreds of corpses, he finally withdrew from the machine gun attack range of the defenders of the Zhongrui Regiment.

Just when they all breathed a sigh of relief, there was a burst of 'hurricane hurricane' breaking wind from behind.

"No, it's a grenade! These damn Chinese artillery fired again, and they actually wanted to kill us all..."

The ghost soldiers reacted, and scattered in panic, each of them took cover to hide, or just lay on the ground...

The screen is pulled back to the city wall of Ximen.

Watching the devil's attacking troops retreat, the officers and soldiers of the elite regiment defending the city finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Victory!"

"We won again!"

"We beat the little devil away again!!!"

The officers and soldiers of the Zhongrui Regiment were full of will to fight, completely forgetting the exhaustion brought about by the war. They waved the weapons in their hands and shouted loudly, venting the male hormones that had nowhere to be released.

Yang Lin looked very calm, as if he just killed a few dogs who only knew how to bark.

He put down the weapon in his hand, strode to the commanding heights of the city, and then raised the night vision binoculars in his hand to observe the situation on the devil's side with the help of the explosion.

The devils retreated for several kilometers in a row, and the weapons and ammunition abandoned by the enemy were everywhere along the way, as well as the corpses of many little devils.

As his sight extended to the distance, Yang Lin vaguely spotted the Devil's heavy artillery unit on the hillside seven or eight kilometers away.

The artillerymen of the little devils are working together in a division of labor. Some are busy digging and building artillery fortifications, while the other is racing against time to splice and assemble the artillery.

Seeing this scene, Yang Lin's face immediately darkened.

The little devil really gave up!

Immediately, Yang Lin turned his head, stopped the victory cheers of his subordinates, and informed them to transfer immediately.

"Not good, the little devil is about to launch a retaliatory artillery strike, everyone evacuates the city wall position and enters the air defense bunker to hide!!!"

Hou Meng, who was not far away, was so strong that he was about to give up the city defense position, and immediately walked over in confusion.

"Tuan Zuo, if we evacuate the position now, the little devil will definitely take the opportunity to attack and rush into the city. If so, wouldn't our previous efforts be in vain?"

Yang Lin explained: "Our city defense fortifications have been almost destroyed by the little devil. The next bombardment by the little devil is bound to blow up the last fortifications. Not many."

"At that time, without the city defense fortifications, we will definitely suffer more casualties than before if we stick to the city defense positions!"

"As for what you said, our previous efforts will be in vain. How is this possible? Can the little devil we killed before come back to life, and the devil tank we destroyed before can be restored?
We successfully weakened the enemy's vitality, this is the previous harvest! "

After a pause, Yang Lin changed his voice and continued: "Besides, I put the little devil into the city on purpose, because we can completely rely on the houses and buildings to carry out street fighting with the little devil, so that the artillery fire of the little devil will be difficult to play a role." And we are familiar with the environment and topography of the city.

Fighting on our home field is even more advantageous! "

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(End of this chapter)