But over there, the Japanese invaders' units had all moved into attack positions.

Prepare to carry out a fatal blow to the Chinese army around Nanyuan Airport and forcibly occupy Nanyuan Airport.

As a result, Bunzaburo Kawagishi turned a deaf ear.

His mind was no longer on the offense at all. He was thinking about a terrible fact.

That is, if the heavy artillery regiment is destroyed, what will happen to the entire division.

How can we attack without heavy artillery cover?

He also discovered a very fatal reality. It was caused by his own hands.

It was he who ordered the troops to launch a night attack. The infantry was basically on the front line. There were almost no enough reserves in the rear.

"Where are the troops closest to the artillery positions?"

"Five kilometers away."

"Five kilometers? Only five kilometers?"

Bunzaburo Kawagishi suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. It was like a drowning man grabbing the life-saving straw.

It's only five kilometers, which is okay. It takes more than half an hour to get there by a quick march.

If it's fast enough, there's still time.

"How many people are there?"

"A brigade."

"Order them to immediately reinforce the artillery positions. They must arrive within half an hour, otherwise, they will commit seppuku!"

"Tie!"

The staff officer did not dare to neglect and hurriedly turned around to deliver the order.

Bunzaburo Kawagishi stared at the location of the artillery position, his eyes red.

Baga!

Who is it!

Who is it!

Who exactly attacked the heavy artillery position?

Ahhh!

He wants to catch this bastard with his own hands!

Ahhh!

He wants to peel off this bastard's skin bit by bit with his own hands!

Ahhhh...

"Ah sneeze!"

"Ah sneeze!"

Over there, Zhang Yong sneezed continuously.

Indifferent.

It's probably because someone cursed me again.

It's okay. I'm used to it.

Anyway, there are so many people who cursed me, but I am still alive.

Frankly speaking, apart from the Great God of Harmony, he has nothing to fear. As long as the Great God of Harmony does not come, he will be invincible...

laugh!

Suddenly I realized something was wrong.

Huh?

Was your face bitten by something?

It hurts a little. But it's not very painful either.

Subconsciously I reached out and touched it and found it was sticky.

Looking under the firelight of the battlefield, I found blood on my fingers.

Huh?

Blood?

Then I found that my face was scratched.

Oh, it might be a stray bullet! I'm lucky enough to be scratched in the face by a stray bullet.

If the bullet had been slightly deflected, it would have blown off his head. But luckily, he was lucky and the bullet missed.

fine.

Squat down.

Can't hit me...

Can't hit me...

Ahead, the battle was raging.

Obviously, the Japanese invaders who suffered a sudden attack were unable to organize effective resistance.

The chicken necks, crooked handles, etc., were warmly greeted by mortars as soon as they were set up. They were blown to pieces on the spot.

Or maybe he was targeted by an M2 large-caliber machine gun and fired directly at him. Then he was blown up.

Zhang Yong saw with his own eyes that a Japanese heavy machine gun group, consisting of five people, was swept by 12.7 mm bullets and wiped out on the spot.

Those who were not injured were all dead. Their flesh and blood were everywhere.

"puff!"

A muffled sound came.

Someone started exploding the barrel with grenades.

Looks like Duchamp Dragon?

The barrel was not cracked. There was almost no damage visible on the outside. Dushanlong suspected that it was ineffective.

He quickly took out several more grenades and stuffed them all into the barrel. Then he pulled the string of another grenade and stuffed it inside.

"boom……"

This time, the barrel was finally exploded.

Du Shanglong felt relieved and went to blow up the second door. It quickly disappeared in the smoke.

I saw another soldier blowing up a cannon.

The same was true for this soldier. After a grenade exploded, the barrel did not break. So he felt that the effect was not effective, so he continued to stuff grenades inside.

Five grenades were inserted in a row. Then another grenade was pulled on the string and thrown in.

"boom……"

The barrel of the gun was blasted with a long gash.

The soldier felt relieved and continued to rush forward. Suddenly his body tilted and he stumbled down.

It's a pity that he was hit by the enemy's bullet and died unfortunately.

From behind, more soldiers continued to move forward.

"Ta-ta-ta..."

"Da da da..."

Submachine guns began to clear away the remaining enemies.

The remaining Japanese invaders could only be beaten passively.

"puff!"

"puff!"

Cannon barrels were constantly being blown apart.

Sure enough, all the soldiers were worried that it would be ineffective before they saw the gun barrel crack.

Therefore, they always stuff at least three grenades inside and then detonate them together. Others stuff grenades inside. The effect is the same.

good!

good.

The task was completed very well.
To be continued...