After firing two bags of grenades in a row, Wei Ran and Zhao Jinyu also pulled their helpers out of the traffic trench in no particular order at the same time that the Japanese artillery stopped.

"Lao Liu, just hold this for me!"

As Wei Ran spoke, he handed the grenade to Lao Liu, while he picked up the Japanese Type 44 carbine and aimed it through the shooting hole at the Japanese Type 97 tank that was about to land.

However, he did not pull the trigger, so he turned the muzzle of the gun helplessly, passed by the Japanese who were crossing the river with their guns raised behind the tank, aimed at the Japanese machine gun that was firing on the other side, and pulled the trigger.

"Bang!"

After the gunfire, which did not attract any attention at all, the machine gun on the other side of the river suddenly misfired. Weifan immediately loaded the gun, aimed at the same position, waited for a second or two, and pulled the trigger again.

After the gunshot, the Japanese who had just pushed away his companion's body and was lying behind the machine gun before he had time to touch the trigger was shot in the collarbone, vomiting blood and lying on the machine gun.

At the same time, several Japanese tanks had already driven ashore!

Almost at the moment when these tanks were rolling over the trenches, a few brave cavalrymen either stuffed the stones they had prepared long ago into the gaps between the road wheels, or wrapped the smoking tanks in rags.

The cluster grenade was thrown onto the tank.

At the same time, many machine gun fire points that had been patiently firing began to fire in unison amidst Ma Jintao's whistle blowing hard, and they quickly harvested the Japanese infantry who had walked through the middle of the river and had no place to hide!

"Toot! Toot! Toot! Toot—!"

There was another whistle mixed with the explosion of grenades, and the machine gun team that had been firing immediately stopped shooting and changed positions to avoid the enemy's grenade strikes.

Also under the command of this whistle, the few artillery pieces of different calibers in the cavalry regiment also fired at the remaining Japanese tanks that were about to land ashore with almost direct aim.

This is the only way they, including Wei Yan, can think of to fight back. As for the best Molotov cocktail at this time...

Even if they could find earthenware jars to replace wine bottles, they wouldn't be able to scrape together enough fuel to make Molotov cocktails.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

After a while, the Japs' grenade really began to exert force. Upon seeing this, Wei Ran and Zhao Jinyu in the distance immediately took their helpers and hid in the grenade position that had been bombed by the Japs, and fired at the opponent.

He threw a grenade, completely ignoring how many Japanese tanks had not been destroyed.

While he was throwing grenades one after another, Wei Ran also gritted his teeth and looked at the soldiers who were holding cluster grenades, and even holding rocks and logs as they rushed towards the remaining Japanese tanks!

It was a brutal collision of flesh and steel. Some grenades had not had time to be thrown on the tank body, and the man holding the grenade fell down. Some stones and wooden bars had not yet been inserted into the gaps in the tank tracks. Holding them and launched

The charging soldiers also fell.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! But almost before and after, there were still living people picking up the blood-stained crude weapons and continuing to rush towards the tanks.

until...

Until the cluster grenade exploded the fragile armor of the tank, until the hard stone and tough wooden bars blocked the track.

Until a soldier climbed onto the tank without fear of death, or pressed the smoking grenades on the tank with a wet blanket. Some soldiers who had been shot simply pressed the grenades with their bodies.

Until...until those grenades exploded one after another through the not-so-thick armor.

Under such a desperate attack, the first round of the attack ended hastily. The Japanese abandoned a few tanks and hid behind the river embankment.

Taking this opportunity, Wei Ran, who had already run back, quickly directed the soldiers in the trenches to change positions to avoid the bombardment. He himself also took Lao Liu, who wanted to see the tank, into hiding.

"I brought you some more jujubes."

Old Liu took this opportunity to say, and at the same time reached out and took out a handful of big red dates from his pocket and handed it to Wei Ran, "Take it and eat it. I have picked them one by one, and I will make sure that none of them are bad."

Taking the large handful of red dates and putting them into his pocket, Wei Ran thought for a while and said, "Uncle Liu, you should go back now and go back to the station to get some food and drink for everyone."

"That won't work, why do you want to drive me away..."

Before Old Liu could finish his words, along with the rumbling sound of artillery, the Japanese on the other side of the river opened fire again and fired artillery shells. This time, they aimed at the few artillery pieces that the cavalry regiment already had!

"It's not time yet..."

Wei Ran muttered secretly, anxiously waiting for an opportunity, an opportunity to maximize the effect of those gas bombs.

The bombardment, which was much longer than the last time, ended, and a new round of Japanese charges began. This time, the Japanese clearly chose to "bet everything" with a push.

Suddenly, more than a dozen tanks covered the infantry behind and began to charge. The machine guns and grenade launchers on the other side also began to suppress fire, suppressing the cavalry in the trenches to the point where they could not even raise their heads.

Listening to the roar of the engine and the creaking of the tracks getting closer and closer, Weiran calmly lit a cigarette and took a deep puff, then picked up a pack of cluster grenades.

Almost as soon as the tank emerged from the trench above his head, he pulled the firing wire and gently threw the pack of grenades onto the engine grille.

Taking advantage of the slope caused by the front of the tank tilting forward as it ran over the trench, the pack of grenades slid down into the gap under the butt of the turret.

At the same time, Wei Ran had already thrown the other two ignited grenades out of the trench, and he himself rolled and hid in the corner connected to the traffic trench.

"boom!"

In the dull explosion, the tank's turret was overturned, and the tank chassis also stalled.

"Boom!"

Under the cover of exploding grenades, Wei Ran already held a box cannon with a 20-round magazine in one hand and pulled the trigger at the Japanese who had already run to the edge of the trench.

At the same time, the machine gun fire that had been suppressed just now also took the risk of being called out by the grenade, and opened fire again amidst the whistle blown by Ma Jintao, killing the Japanese infantry behind the tank.

"Tum! Tum! Tum!"

Sure enough, before each machine gun position could replace the empty magazines with new ones, the enemy on the opposite side fired grenades one after another!

"It's poison gas! It's poison gas!"

Just when Wei Ran noticed that the explosion of these grenades did not seem to make much noise, someone not far away let out a horrified roar. Almost at the same time, Wei Ran also saw the poisonous mist rising!

"Wear a mask! Wear a mask! If you don't have a mask, run!"

Ma Jintao not far away, Zhao Jinyu a little further away, and Wei Ran all issued orders immediately, and then put on gas masks as quickly as possible.

"Run! Run!"

Wei Ran screamed at Lao Liu, he didn't have a gas mask.

Hearing this, Old Liu stood up in a panic and ran away along the traffic ditch.

However, before he could completely run away, a gas bomb hit him around him. Immediately afterwards, Lao Liu began to cough violently, then strangled his own neck with his hands, and stumbled to his knees.

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Wei Ran clenched his fists vigorously, but Wei Ran, who had already put on the gas mask, did not leave. He came to Lao Liu with a bag of gas bombs, patted the opponent on the shoulder, and adjusted the range according to the distance determined in advance.

He shot back the gas bombs one after another with an expressionless face.

Soon, the roar of machine guns sounded in the direction behind him. The Japanese who were wearing masks and preparing to occupy the position were knocked to the ground by the firepower of the second line of defense. Like the surrounding cavalry who had no time to run, they began to cough violently.

Hard breathing and uncontrollable vomiting.

Wei Ran, who was busy firing poison gas bombs, didn’t need to look closely to know that the red bomb coming from the opposite side was the red bomb known as "Red No. 1". The main poison inside was diphenyl, which can cause continuous sneezing, tears and vomiting.

Arsine cyano.

Its toxicity is slightly weaker than mustard gas or Lewis gas, but even so, it only takes up to thirty seconds to render a person incapable of fighting.

He fired half of the gas grenades towards the other side in succession. When Wei Ran finally stopped, Liu, the old man from the cooking team who fell next to him, had stopped breathing.

"Old Liu, thank you for the jujube. I have avenged you."

Wei Ran muttered through the gas mask and helped the other person close his bloodshot and swollen eyes. Then he stood up carefully, moved to a shooting hole and looked towards the other side, looking at the warning sign he had made with his own hands.

And the yellow poisonous fog of revenge, and the painfully struggling Japanese in the fog.

This sudden poison gas battle brought both parties to the fire into a stalemate. The retreating cavalry did not know what happened. They only knew that their acting deputy company commander had not withdrawn from the trenches and did not know whether he was alive or dead.

The Japanese soldiers on the opposite side also had no idea what was going on with the poisonous gas bombs they had just fired. It was really their first time encountering a poisonous gas attack.

The poisonous mist formed by the explosion of fifteen or six mustard gas bombs in a row spread all over the place under the influence of the wind. In the trench behind the second embankment where they were hiding, the moment the poisonous gas drifted over, a large tragic sound was heard.

Screams and wails of pain.

"It turns out you bitches also know how painful it is..."
Chapter completed!