The two bunker targets are relatively large, and the explosive packs just fall next to them.

Along with the explosion, the bunker burst into pieces.

The Japanese in the bunker could not react at all, so they followed the bunker to see their emperor.

However, the gun towers were relatively far apart, and the explosive packets fell on the wall of the stronghold, blasting a huge gap in the defensive wall.

Seeing that the flying thunder cannon was successful, Wei Da stood up bravely and picked up a Czech machine gun from the soldier next to him: "Brothers of the special operations company, charge forward!"

Da da da da da…

As soon as the shuttle swept over, the blood of the soldiers of the special operations company boiled instantly.

Zhang Dabiao also reacted very quickly, throwing his hat on the ground: "Brothers of the first battalion, those who advance will live, those who retreat will die, charge!"

The shouts of killing from more than 400 soldiers suddenly became loud.

the other side.

The first and third battalions of the feint attack opened fire at the same time, responsible for attracting bunkers and gun towers from the other two directions.

The bullets poured towards the stronghold like raindrops, hitting the stronghold's bunkers and turrets with crackling sounds.

"Pillar, fire!"

Li Yunlong held a shell gun in his hand and roared almost at the same time: "Fire at me and make him a fool!"

"Let it go!" Zhu Zhu ordered.

After receiving the order, the soldiers of the artillery company put mortar shells into the barrel.

There was a muffled sound, and then the scream of cannonballs descended over the Huting stronghold.

Along with a series of explosions, balls of dazzling red light and smoke instantly enveloped the entire stronghold.

One of the shells just hit the Japanese barracks, and there was a loud bang. The brick barracks was instantly blown into a pile of broken bricks and rubble.

A class of Japanese soldiers inside were just awakened by the explosion of a thunder cannon, and were blown up into the sky.

Sudden and continuous violent attacks, the Japanese and puppet troops in the Huting stronghold were beaten into disarray and became a mess.

…

Japanese commander Jiro Watanabe at the Kotei stronghold listened to the sound of mortar shells exploding.

A chill rushed from the soles of my feet to the sky, sending chills down my spine.

The enemy used at least eight mortars to make such a movement.

Moreover, the sound of gunfire around the stronghold was like exploding beans, which frightened him to the point of trembling.

Even the main force of the Eighth Route Army regiment definitely does not have such firepower.

They all fired three bullets and then came directly to fight with the imperial army with bayonets. It was simply impossible to continue shooting like this.

With more than eight mortars and continuous bullet fire, could the Eighth Route Army have dispatched a brigade?

Thinking of this, Jiro Watanabe showed a trace of fear on his face. If this were really the case, the Tiger Pavilion stronghold would be in danger.

If the Eighth Route Army really dispatched a brigade, the Huting stronghold would not be enough to fill the gap between the Eighth Route Army's teeth.

Watanabe Jiro didn't have time to put on his military uniform, so he came to the gun tower in a hurry and said to a senior soldier guarding the phone: "Get me the 4th Yangquan Brigade, hurry up!"

"Hi!" The superior soldier grabbed the phone, shook the handle vigorously, and then put it to his ear, "Moses Moses, this is the Huting stronghold, please call the 4th Brigade of Yangquan."

After a while, the superior soldier handed over the phone: "Squad leader, the call is connected!"

Putting the phone to his ear, Watanabe Jiro immediately said: "I am Watanabe Jiro who is stationed at the Huting stronghold. The Huting stronghold was attacked by a brigade of the Eighth Route Army. Requesting tactical guidance! Requesting tactical guidance!"

"Nani?" A surprised voice rang on the other side of the phone, "Report this to the brigade commander immediately."

After hanging up the phone, Watanabe Jiro breathed a sigh of relief.

This attack by the Eighth Route Army was quite ethical. They did not cut off the phone lines and sent out distress messages.

With its strong fortifications and gun towers, the Eighth Route Army did not have any large-scale attack weapons.

The Huting stronghold has sufficient ammunition reserves. As long as it holds on until reinforcements arrive, the Huting stronghold will be safe.

Thinking of this, Watanabe Jiro ordered: "Order all the Imperial Army and Imperial Alliance Army to enter the gun towers and bunkers and defend the Tiger Pavilion stronghold at all costs!"

"Oh no, Mr. Watanabe!" Qian Dagui, commander of the puppet army, hurried in and said, "Eighth Route Army has rushed into the stronghold!"

"Nani?" Watanabe Jiro's expression changed drastically when he heard this, and he grabbed Qian Dagui's clothes, "This is impossible, how did the Eighth Route Army get past the imperial army's bunker?"

Qian Dagui smiled bitterly and said: "Taiwan Watanabe, I don't know either. I heard from my subordinates that the bunker outside was blown up by the Eighth Route Army. Even the wall was blown open. The Eighth Route Army rushed in through the wall.

of……"

Watanabe Jiro suddenly remembered the violent explosion that had just woken him up.

How did the Eighth Route Army blow up the imperial army's bunker?

Without any time to think about it, Watanabe Jiro ordered Qian Dagui: "Quick, hurry up, take your men to defend the tower, reinforcements will arrive soon!"

"Hi!"

Qian Dagui straightened up and ran outside.

Arriving at the gun building of another stronghold, all the puppet troops were hiding inside and shivering.

Another row of artillery shells fell, and the Japanese and puppet barracks were almost razed to the ground, with only the gun towers and bunkers still standing.

Some of the Japanese and puppet troops who did not have time to escape were sent to the west by artillery shells.

"Oh my God!"

A puppet soldier operating a Czech-style light machine gun peed on the spot and was frightened half to death.

Qian Dagui kicked the puppet soldier over and said fiercely: "Hit me, beat me hard. If the Eighth Route Army rushes in, everyone will die! The imperial army has said that reinforcements will arrive soon. Hold on."

Each person in the fort will be rewarded with ten yuan!"

Qian Dagui knew very well that based on the things he had committed as a traitor in the past few years, if he were caught by the Eighth Route Army, ten lives would not be enough to kill him.

In order to survive, he spent a lot of money.

Hearing the death threats and the ten-dollar bill, all the puppet soldiers in the artillery tower pulled the triggers desperately as if they had been given blood. Several light and heavy machine guns refused to listen and poured out bullets.

After saying that, Qian Dagui hurried upstairs to give the order.

After Qian Dagui left, the platoon leader suddenly stepped forward and kicked each of the puppet soldiers who were shooting outwards: "They are all fucking stupid."

The platoon leader guarding the gun tower said:

"He asked you to beat him, but you still damn sure beat him!?"

"We have no grudge against the Eighth Route Army. If we really beat the Eighth Route Army to death, and the Eighth Route Army will rush in later, will you still have a chance to survive?

"He fired a gun into the air, I don't want to be buried with him with all his money!"

The frightened puppet soldier said: "The company commander just said that the imperial army's reinforcements will arrive soon, and the Eighth Route Army cannot rush in."

"You still don't believe me when you say you are stupid!" the platoon leader scolded, "Listen to what's going on outside. At least one division is coming from the Eighth Route Army. If you want to die, you can shoot at the Eighth Route Army, but I won't stop you!
Chapter completed!