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Four legal 75mm field guns roared at the same time, and high-explosive grenades passed through the night, exploding fireballs on the west wall of Weixian.

The bricks and stones splashed, revealing the rammed earth inside.

Smoke and dust rose everywhere, and the city walls trembled unstoppable in the artillery fire. Facing the God of War, even a thousand-year-old ancient city cannot escape its crumbling fate.

Under the deliberate care of Brigade Commander Li Da, the first wave of shells hit the city gate tower almost without distinction.

The wooden ancient building was split into pieces during the explosion, and the burning rafters slid down to the battlefield like meteor volcanoes. Even the smoke drifted with the wind was mixed with a little burnt smell.

"Baga, the Eighth Route Army who plays tactics is indeed a group of dirty despicable villains. I passed on my order that before closing the city gate, I must blow up the stone bridge on the moat."

"Captain Shoutou, don't worry about temporary gains and losses. All the shattered warriors are necessary sacrifices."

"My brother country cannot lose Weixian! If you lose this transportation hub city, the main force of the battle on the Jiaolai Plain will become rootless water. Without supplies, Operation No. 1 will definitely fail."

After the pile of teeth directly above Ying'en Gate, the Japanese garrison captain put down his telescope tremblingly. His face was filled with horror, and he was obviously stunned.

Before the two sides officially exchanged fire, the old Japanese really didn't expect that their enemy would be the First Marine Brigade of the Eighth Route Army.

Over the years, his troops have long been accustomed to the tactics of bullying the guerrillas in Shandong Province by relying on mobility and firepower.

They are accustomed to low-intensity security battles, but they are unable to adapt to high-intensity encounters in a short period of time.

The general was incompetent and exhausted the three armies.

Seeing that his family's **** was in a state of crisis, the Grand Secretary, who was on standby, hurriedly took over the command.

With the unified dispatch of superiors, the surviving Japanese infantry were broken into pieces and returned to the urn city with their terrain advantages and some fortification bunkers.

However, the task of blasting the stone bridge was not very smooth.

Whenever a Japanese infantry approaches the moat, the First Land War Brigade will always use the right firepower intensity to force the enemy back.

This illusion that one can complete the task by working **** the one-stop, once killed several teams of Japanese troops. If the Grand Secretary hadn't responded in time, half of the squadron might have to be reimbursed on the spot.

After several rounds of pulling, the captain Shoufumi Yoji finally recovered. Looking at the tragic battlefield, he hesitated and ordered:

"Hurry up, summon troops and order the garrison troops in Dongcheng to come and reinforce. In addition to the brigade of soldiers, patrol police, military police, and even the Imperial Army will also go to the battlefield."

"The enemy is large and we are few, and the Eighth Route Army has an advantage in firepower. We must rely on the city wall to defend and wait for assistance."

After completing the deployment quickly, Yoji Shoufumi fell into a brief silence again. The old Japanese man's face was full of struggle, as if he was brewing some difficult decision.

A few seconds later, he gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, and added:

"Open the arsenal and arm the expatriates of my younger country. Once the city wall is broken by the First Marine Brigade of the Eighth Route Army, we will use street fighting to hold back the enemy's attack."

"By the way, I will immediately send someone to bury explosives under the Big and Small Stone Bridges, Chaoyang Bridges and Security Bridges. If the war in Xicheng is unfavorable, then blow up the bridge and retreat to Dongcheng."

"The superiors will not give up on Weixian. As long as the warriors can survive tonight, countless reinforcements will surely follow!"

Although Weixian is only a county town in terms of administrative rank, its area is not smaller than that of international villages. The unique two-city pattern makes the current Twin Cities East and West Twin Cities face each other through the Bailang River.

The four bridges that Shouto Yoji just mentioned are an important hub that closely connects the residents of the two places.

Hearing this, the chief staff member immediately took a breath.

Preparing to bomb the bridge now is undoubtedly a plan to burn the boat. If the Eighth Route Army chases hard and doesn't have time to retreat, it will become a turtle in the jar.

However, considering the urgency of the situation, he still carried out the command of the captain without hesitation.

"Hi! I'll arrange the blasting matters now. Afterwards, I will lead the security forces and expatriates from Dongcheng to Yingen Gate to jointly defend the city."

"Shoutou-kun, you must hold on!"

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Unlike the anxious Japanese captain, Li Yunlong, who is the highest commander of the attacking side, was observing the battlefield at this time.

Through the just-machine bombardment, the enemy's heavy machine gun fire points and most of the artillery soldiers have been cleared.

The biggest threat is gone, and it is not a matter of time before breaking the city wall.

Just as Lao Li was about to go to the artillery position and to personally order the troops' ammunition reserves, a happy correspondent trotted into the battlefield command post.

"Brig Commander, good news."

"Our political commissar led the comrades from the county brigade and district brigade to successfully ambush a group of Japanese devils five minutes ago. The enemy army came from the Jiaolai Plain, and the total force was about two squadrons."

"The situation on the Chief of Staff is similar, but the Japanese troops from the Bohai Sea are a little stronger."

"According to the current momentum, our plan to surround the point and attack aid can at least eat one and a half infantry corps."

As soon as these words were spoken, Li Yunlong showed his big white teeth, and his plan to laugh quickly echoed in the temporary command post.

For the current first land brigade, a half-infantry corps is actually not even a piece of fat. The reason why he was happy was mainly because he helped friendly forces attract firepower.

After digesting the joy in his heart, Lao Li first looked at the map of Weixian urban area on the ammunition box, and then roughly calculated the flight trajectory of the helicopter.

After making up his mind, he immediately picked up the phone and issued a new round of offensive arrangements to troops at all levels.

"I passed the orders of the 1st, 2nd Battalion, and the self-propelled artillery company, and the shelling will start again ten minutes later. The target this time is still the Weixian City Wall. Your mission is to make the momentum bigger and create the feeling of artillery preparation before the general attack."

"Remember, don't be too honest and don't rush to death at an area, otherwise you might scare the Japanese away."

"Sun Desheng, your combat mobile company's mission is to cover the engineers and build a pontoon bridge. Put the heavy boat bridge in a clear position and make sure the Japanese see through your intentions."

"Comrades, it's time to test everyone's acting skills! Whether the commandos in the city can complete the task smoothly depends on whether we can trick the enemy into a circle."

That's right, the main force of the Land War 1 Brigade is now a feint attack. The main purpose of Lao Li's efforts to thrive the city walls and build boat bridges was to lure the tiger away from the mountain.

Only by attracting all the Japanese defenders in the East and West Twin Cities to Yingen Gate can the commandos in the city complete the task with minimal casualties.

Of course, this casualty simply refers to the safety of the hostages. After all, most of the more than 2,000 expatriates from the Allied Power are ordinary civilians without any power.

"Yes! Received!"

With the exquisite and meticulous dispatch of Brigade Commander Li, the troops at all levels of the First Brigade of Land Warfare launched a vigorous attack again, like a full spring.

The loader picked up the shells as soon as possible, and just waited for the gunners to adjust the shooting elements and pushed the bomb into the chamber. Several 75mm and 105mm cannons lined up in a row, and the muzzles pointed directly at the Weixian city wall. The sound of metal collision and friction is particularly pleasant on the dark positions.

"put!"

After a series of deafening loud bangs, dazzling fire erupted from the muzzle. The high-explosive grenade cut through the night sky and flew towards the city wall with a sharp whistling sound.

"Recharge! Quick!"

The soldiers mechanically repeated the loading and shooting movements, and the shells hit the city wall one after another.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Weixian City Wall is a typical ancient Chinese city wall, mainly composed of rammed earth and bricks.

This structure is generally relatively strong and does have a certain resistance to medium and small high-explosive grenades, but it may still be destroyed under continuous shelling.

If multiple doors 75 and 105 mm are concentrated to continue to strike the same section, it will definitely lead to structural instability and then collapse. This is also the main reason why Lao Li told comrades not to be too real.

Of course, in order to put enough pressure on the Japanese and to facilitate subsequent attacks, several large and small gaps were still blasted out of the walls of Weixian.

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In the largest area, bricks and stone debris scattered all over the ground. The rammed earth was exposed, like a hideous wound.

In the thick smoke, some Japanese who were not afraid of death were vaguely seeing piles of sandbags trying to stop the upcoming attack.

About half an hour later, the sound of cannons gradually stopped and the position was filled with the pungent smell of gunpowder.

Even the gunners of the First Brigade of Land War were all Chinese men, the two rounds of artillery attacks made the comrades very tired. Everyone was gasping, and their ears were even buzzing.

However, the Weixian wall in the distance was not uncomfortable. It was shaking in the artillery fire just now, as if it would collapse at any time.

In the command post, Li Yunlong held up a telescope and carefully looked at the gaps in the city wall with the help of fire and flares.

A sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then turned around and ordered the correspondent on standby, "Notify the combat mobile company that the tank can cover the engineer to build a bridge."

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The conversation was divided into two parts, just outside Ying'en Gate, the fire broke out, and the whole night was dyed into orange-red junctures.

The two assault platoons led by monks and Hu Zi have already completed the reunion in a courtyard with four in and four out under the arrangement of the underground transportation station in the city.

It is located in the southern suburbs of the west city of Weixian, and it is the residence of local workers and poor people on weekdays.

At the moment when all the expatriates were sent to the battlefield, there were almost only a few Japanese soldiers who maintained order.

"Comrade Wei Dayong, I don't mean to doubt the elite of the headquarters. But you don't even have a light machine gun now, so you can't just rely on a few shell guns and the 38th bulb to go to the concentration camp."

"In my humble opinion, why don't you think about it for a long time?"

"If there are not enough weapons, I am afraid that my comrades will lose their wife and their troops. Not only will the prisoners not be able to be rescued, but your commando will also suffer heavy losses."

The proposal of the underground transportation station station manager made Wei Dayong and his group smile with kindness.

They are not fools who can't hear the good words, but they naturally understand the good intentions of local comrades.

After thinking for a while, the monk handed over the hand-drawn map of the Fangzi Allied Expatriate Concentration Camp to his deputy, and then patiently explained:

"Master Lu, since our Land Battle Brigade Commando dares to sneak into the city to rescue prisoners, he is naturally ready."

"What you are worried about is that you cannot fight the Japanese without weapons. Regarding this, our brigade commander and chief of staff have already arranged related matters."

"Calculate the time, the support force should arrive."

As soon as he finished speaking, more than a dozen soldiers walked in from outside the yard. There were some obvious blood stains on their clothes, and they obviously had just experienced a battle.

After a while, a soldier who looked like a squad leader came to the center of the crowd.

After handing over the seized 38th cover and turtle box to his comrades, he immediately reported to Wei Dayong:

"Captain, all the patrol Japanese soldiers were killed. We searched carefully for a long time and did not find any secret whistles arranged by the enemy."

"Action, everything is ready."

As soon as these words came out, Wei Dayong nodded with satisfaction.

If they were normal, they would have blatantly killed the Japanese soldiers, which would have caused a chain reaction. If you are not careful, you may even have the risk of being made into dumplings.

But now the Japanese army in Weixian is in chaos, and 99% of the troops are gathering near Ying'en Gate. No one will notice the commando's small movements for a while.

Just as the time was right, the monk immediately took out the communicator and contacted the brigade department and called:

"Brig Commander, we are ready to take action. Let the comrades from the helicopter reconnaissance company enter the city!"

Soon, Li Yunlong's steady voice came from the communicator.

Lao Li’s answer is very simple, and he will arrive immediately with just one sentence of support.

A few minutes after the two hung up the communication, another tsunami-like shelling sounded in the west of the county town.

The firepower this time was obviously even more fierce than the previous two waves, and the comrades could even hear the whizzing sound of the collective launch of the 107mm rocket launcher.

Just as Stationmaster Lu was confused, a muffled thunder mixed with the explosion was coming from far to near, as if something unknown was about to come.

"Monk! Clear the field! The helicopter reconnaissance company is in place immediately!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a fierce airflow rolled up the dust in the courtyard. Several unprepared comrades at the traffic stop were even shaken by the sudden strong wind.

After being taken to the safe area by the commando team members, Stationmaster Lu saw a scene that he would never forget for life through the gap in his fingers.

Twenty meters above the courtyard, the cross iron lumps that look like dragonflies but are larger than dragonflies are floating in a low altitude. They are all black and occasionally have a metallic luster.

Until now, Webmaster Lu saw clearly that it was not a dragonfly, but a huge machine.

It has two whirling wings, like two huge fans, stirring the air and rolling up waves of dust. There was a door on the abdomen of the machine, and there seemed to be someone shaking inside.

"This, what is this?" (End of this chapter)