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Chapter 205: There are no wronged souls under the flying thunder cannon!

Both sides were firing on all cylinders, working hard and risking their lives.

Wei Dayong also fired real fire. He directly asked the artillerymen to pull the mountain cannon to the slope and aim at the fire point on the tower.

Because there are steel plates on both sides of the barrel of the mountain cannon, there is no need to worry about being hit by bullets.

"Boom!" A grenade was fired, directly blowing up a section of the wall on the tower, and a Japanese machine gun team hiding behind was instantly wiped out.

After the first shot entered the soul, Wei Dayong quickly turned the barrel and aimed at another fire point.

Another cannonball fired directly, and the wall on the tower exploded again. A heavy machine gun and four puppet soldiers were blown away on the spot.

Seeing that two heavy machine gun fire points were killed in less than two minutes, all the Japanese and traitors on the tower suddenly panicked.

I had to take a shuttle and change places to prevent being hit by the mountain cannon below.

The artillerymen on the towers were also suppressed by the mortars and could not raise their heads, so they did not dare to look out and fire.

The Japanese traitors quickly fired their grenades downwards, trying to kill the Eighth Route Army below.

"Taijun, the Eighth Route Army's new offensive is very strange. They did not organize death squads to blow up the city wall. They stopped two hundred meters away from the city wall."

The disgraced puppet company commander Pan Ren, as soon as he saw Sou Fujimoto, hurriedly walked up and said.

"Nani?"

Fujimoto, who was supervising the battle at the North Gate, heard that the Ximen Eighth Route Army had launched a new offensive and hurriedly came from the North Gate.

After hearing Pan Ren's words, Fujimoto's expression changed, he glanced out from the lookout hole, and quickly retracted his head.

Although he didn’t know what the Eighth Route Army was doing below, his intuition told Fujimoto that the Eighth Route Army must not have held it in well.

"Use the grenade to kill the Eighth Route Army!"

"attack!"

The two Japanese soldiers braved artillery fire to set up two grenade launchers, and then put grenades into the cannon barrels.

After two muffled sounds, two grenades rose from the tower and then crashed down.

The stomping wall on the tower is more than one meter high, and it is fired from the tower several feet high. The grenade has no accuracy at all and can only rely on feeling.

Several grenades landed around the mine cannon position and exploded more than ten meters away, kicking up a cloud of soil and sending shrapnel flying across the field.

Wei Dayong's direct shooting style, dozens of light and heavy machine guns, and desperate mortar shelling bought Wang Gensheng time.

A flying thunder artillery position was constructed.

A soldier pulled the fuse of a large explosive pack, stood up and put it into the launch tube. The next moment, the soldier was swept into a sieve by the machine gun on the tower.

Wang Gensheng had no time to grieve, so he struck a match and lit the fuse.

After a while, the fuse burned out, igniting the propellant in the launch tube.

With a violent "bang" sound, the mouth of the launch tube was filled with flames, and a huge plume of smoke rose up.

A dozen kilograms of large explosive bags were bounced high into the air, arced through the air, and landed on the city wall.

Wang Gensheng originally thought it would fall near the city wall, but he didn't expect that he put a little more propellant and landed directly on the city wall.

But this way, the effect is better.

Pan Ren and Fujimoto on the tower, as well as the Japanese and traitorous soldiers, all saw the extra-large explosive packs.

"Throw it down!"

Fujimoto's expression changed drastically, and he almost roared.

A Japanese soldier's eyes widened. He didn't have time to think too much, and reflexively rushed forward to grab the explosive pack.

The other Japanese traitors had fearful expressions on their faces and ran desperately to both sides.

Immediately, a violent explosion that could make the entire county tremble sounded on the city wall.

A huge mushroom cloud rose from the West Tower!

One kilogram of TNT explosive is detonated, which is equivalent to the explosion of 200 grenades at the same time.

A dozen kilograms of TNT is equivalent to more than 1,000 grenades exploding at the same time.

The flying thunder cannon was the name of our army. The enemy was afraid of its power and named it the heartless cannon. It can be said to be the largest caliber artillery at that time.

The killing radius reaches 20 meters, and no one will be left alive within 20 meters of the explosion.

The huge impact of the explosion of the explosive pack can directly knock the enemy to death, and the enemy's gun towers and city walls can even be killed by one shot.

The explosive power of explosive packets made of TNT is several times greater than that of black powder explosive packets of the same weight.

The power is even more terrifying than the 150mm heavy artillery!

The energy released by the instant explosion directly wiped out the corpses of the Japanese and traitors who were close to the tower!

Fujimoto and Pan Ren were directing the battle on the city wall, only twenty meters away from the center of the explosion, and were directly blown away by the impact of the explosion.

When he fell to the ground again, his orifices were bleeding and his eyes were wide open but out of focus.

The death was very miserable, but there was not a single wound on his body.

There are no innocent souls under the flying thunder cannon.

At least thirty Japanese soldiers and traitors were killed, and they flew thunder cannons to their death.

Wei Dayong and the soldiers in the special operations camp were stunned when they saw this scene.

When the smoke cleared, a huge "V"-shaped gap appeared in the city wall.

Seeing this scene, Wei Dayong was overjoyed and immediately issued the order for a general attack.

"Blow the charge!"

A rapid and rapid charge sounded.

The attack troops of the special operations battalion rushed towards the gap in the city wall like a tide.

When the flying thunder cannon exploded, the entire attacking and defensive forces in Yushe County heard a huge explosion, like a drum suddenly beating in their ears.

Countless eyes looked toward the West City, and they just saw a huge mushroom cloud rising.

The moment the explosion sounded, Li Yunlong also turned his head abruptly.

"Oh my God!" Li Yunlong's eyes were as wide as bells.

What the hell happened?

Others also stared with their eyes widened, with only one thought in their minds.

Then, Li Yunlong, Zhao Gang, and the soldiers heard a tsunami-like killing cry coming from the special operations camp.

"Wei Dayong blew open the city wall!"

Zhao Gang understood it instantly and his face was ecstatic.

"Hit me hard!" Li Yunlong's face also showed joy.

"Fire!"

Zhang Dabiao held a Czech light machine gun and charged towards the city wall crazily.

In an instant, light and heavy machine guns and mortar shells were pouring on the city wall as if for free, putting pressure on them.

As long as we wait for the special operations battalion to circle along the city wall and break through other city gates, it is just a matter of time.

The special operations battalion rushed to the torpedo artillery position.

Wang Gensheng grabbed Wei Dayong's hand and showed a smile: "Batalion Commander, I did it, exploded... blew up the city wall!"

"Gensheng, you did a great job. I'll give you credit when I go back!" Wei Dayong smiled and patted Wang Gensheng on the shoulder.

Wang Gensheng felt his eyes suddenly go dark, fell down, and then lost consciousness.

"Gensheng!"

"Wang Gensheng!"

The faces of Langya Team and Wei Dayong changed, and they shouted quickly.

Wei Dayong quickly checked his body and saw that Wang Gensheng had been hit in the abdomen by a bullet. He was bleeding profusely and even his uniform was scarlet.

"He's been shot!"

Wei Dayong glanced at the soldiers who rushed in from the gap in the city wall, and said to the Langya team: "Take Gensheng to the military doctor and tell the military doctor that you must save him no matter what!"

After saying that, Wei Dayong rushed into the city with his gun, followed closely by his six sons.

"Gensheng, you have to hold on!"

"Gensheng, you can't die!"

"Gensheng..."

Wang Xikui and Yang Dahe were almost in tears.

Duan Peng carried Wang Gensheng on his back towards the opposite direction of the city gate, and several others quickly followed behind.
Chapter completed!
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