War of Resistance: Summon Black Widow at the beginning of the game
37 My guts are like iron, facing the red sun

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Brave Like Iron, Facing the Red Sunlight

"Boom! Boom!" Fukuda's heart sank when he heard the sound.

Although he already knew that there were many heavy cannons on the other side,

However, they did not expect the trump card army to lock onto their artillery position so quickly.

Boom!" There was a shocking explosion.

Suzuki fell to the ground and looked at the rising cloud pillar not far away.

He knew that it was the explosion of ammunition and could not help but say in grief,

"Our artillery regiment is finished!"

Yang Zhihua looked at the rising pillar of fire opposite him and was overjoyed.

You were still firing at night, and I locked onto you in an instant!

Go investigate! Quickly investigate! Just how many cannons do they have?"

When Sangmu Chongming heard that the artillery position was gone, he was so angry that his beard trembled.

The deterrent power of heavy artillery was not something that other cannons could compare to.

Especially the 105 Howitzer. Although its range was only 20 meters,

However, the shrapnel that flew out could cause damage to dozens of meters.

He could only pray to fate.

Yang Zhihua was not stingy at all. The density of the shells and barrels made the Japanese artillery team scratch their heads.

Caught off guard, the Independent Field Artillery Regiment was bombarded by the heavy artillery and their ammunition exploded, directly destroying two battalions.

The fierce bombardment also caused the momentum of the attack on the other side to stagnate.

Such a huge loss could make Sangmu Chongming so angry that he almost jumped up.

"Mobilize the heavy artillery regiment in the rear to suppress the enemy's firepower!”he ordered.

This time, the Japanese were also killing with red eyes. They pounced at all costs.

" Activate the Divine Selection System!"

Ding! Host, please make your choice! (Two out of three)

[Option 1: Type PR-18 305mm heavy howitzer and ammunition]

[Option 2: B-4 203.2mm Howitzer and ammunition]

[Option 3: 800mm Dora cannon and ammunition]

"System, you don't have to choose. I want all of these. Give me 20 servings of them!”

" You have more points. You're awesome!" The system finally could not help but complain.

After Sangmu Chongming gave the order, several artillery regiments of the 110th division were pulled over.

On a short section of the riverbank, they started to attack.

Fukuda hugged his injured right arm and commanded loudly,

He only had nine Type 38 120mm Howitzers left to fire at the enemy.

Meanwhile, the 105mm artillery shells on the other side were also raining down on them.

The winter nights were exceptionally long. In the sky, a hint of light appeared.

All that was left were the slightly bent cannonballs that tore through the night sky.

"This really has nothing to do with us!”

Long Wenzhang held a cigarette in his mouth as he leaned against an ammo box and muttered non-stop.

The Japanese soldiers who were still charging on the other side of the river could no longer be seen.

The only sounds left on both sides of the yellow box were the cannons.

Cannons below 70mm had no chance to speak.

The main character of this battlefield was the roar of the large-caliber artillery.

"Why are we firing more and more cannons?”

Long Wenzhang finished his cigarette and crushed the butt of the cigarette into the soil on the side wall before taking a deep breath.

"It was really f * cking fun!"

Yang Zhihua slapped his thigh and fell into the simple trench, but his scalded palm hurt.

He was so tired from carrying shells for a long time that he could not straighten his back.

"This is so fucking satisfying. I've been doing it for ten years, but I haven't done it as much as this night.”

"Get up and teach the Japanese a lesson!”

As the artillery had expended too much energy, the work of transporting the shells was now taken over by the militia.

At this rate, no one would cross the river for a while.

The three half-finished pontoon bridges that the Japanese engineers had set up had already been blown up.

"Unload!" One after another, trucks pulled more cannons to the artillery position.

The soldiers had just pulled the canvas half open, and the muzzle of the cannon was exposed.

Everyone gasped in unison. Even Yang Zhihua couldn't help but gasp and say,"

"Oh my god! This cannon is so big!"

"I'll do it! No one can snatch it from me!" Yang Zhihua stepped forward and pulled open the canvas.

"Sir, can I touch it?”

"Wait a minute! I'll touch it later!"

Yang Zhihua opened his fingers and gestured at the muzzle, finally confirming his eyesight.

"My goodness, this is really a 305mm cannon.”

"Push it over! Let's use her to bang the Japanese's butts!”

Yang Zhihua shouted. Almost all his soldiers had already rushed forward.

He quickly dragged the cannon over. This cannon was really too big.

"Cannons!" Yang Zhihua shouted. The little flag beside him waved.

The soldiers behind him walked over with the cannonballs.

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