... Da da... Da da... Da da...
The 4,000 soldiers of Dongbei's 2nd Brigade were unable to fight back under the suppression of the Japanese's artillery.
There were more than 1,000 Japanese soldiers, and they were hunched over as they approached the Dongbei Army's position.
If we don't have the support of the cannons, our 2nd regiment will have no chance of winning.
Behind the sniper position was a simple hut. The brigade commander of the second brigade, Wu Jiang, was wearing the school uniform.
He gritted his teeth and said with a face full of unwillingness,
" The popularity of 4,000 people against 1,000 people has been crushed just like that. If word gets out, we'll be second…"
The 30mm tank shells landed on the 2nd Brigade's position.
Many of the 2nd Brigade troops were like this, crippled and killed.
Especially the Japanese tanks, after a short distance charge, they directly rushed to the front of the Dongbei Army trenches.
Zhao Xiaoshan poked his head out of the trench.
"Die, you little Japanese!"
Zhao Xiaoshan pressed down the muzzle of the machine gun, changed to a new magazine, and pulled the trigger.
Maxim's machine gun was like the scythe of the Grim Reaper, shooting bullets crazily.
I want revenge for my brothers in the camp!
Zhao Xiaoshan's eyes were red as he turned the muzzle of the machine gun. The Maxim machine gun fired 600 rounds per minute.
There were more than 20 machine guns in the 2nd Brigade's position, releasing a terrifying net of firepower.
The devils in front of them fell one by one like harvesting rice!
After the first wave of attacks, the 1,000-strong infantry unit was unable to take down the Winter North Army's position.
"Baka, mortar regiment, machine gunners, destroy the machine gun positions of the Winter North Army.
The 20 50mm individual mortars were a huge blow to the 2nd Brigade.
That was awesome!
The machine gun positions of the 2nd Brigade were all called out.
Under the bombardment of the mortars, these machine guns were like fire sticks.
Ta…
Thump thump thump…
The battlefield was filled with blood and bullets.
Suddenly, a bullet pierced through Zhao Xiaoshan's chest.
In the battalion, he was the last brother to die in battle.
Almost all of the 2nd Brigade had been sacrificed. There was not a single deserter.
The moment Zhao Xiaoshan fell to the ground, he seemed to have seen something.
Wasn't that black saber flag the symbol of the Southwest Independent Army?
The army of the Yunnan Independent Army had arrived!!
The First Independent Army, Lin Jinnan wished he could grow a pair of wings on his feet.
On the stone hill ahead, the sound of machine guns and artillery fire gradually faded away!
Hurry, hurry!
Once the stone hill was lost, the entire Fushun defensive line would be in an even more passive position.
If Fu Shun was breached, it would be a devastating blow to the Shenyang frontline.
When the 1st regiment finally entered the sniper position on the hill,
All the soldiers of the 1st regiment felt the cruelty of war.
The aura of despair in the air seemed to tell them that a battle had just taken place here.
All the infantrymen had died in the bunkers.
"Avenge our brothers from the Winter North Army!!”
Lin Jinnan took off his military cap and saluted the dead soldiers.
By the time the Japanese infantry unit launched their final charge, the position on the hill had already been taken over by the Yunnan Independent Army.
After the Japanese got up from the ground, their infantry captain laughed wildly and said,
"Aiyo, the Japanese army is invincible!!!”
There were nearly 800 Japanese infantry soldiers advancing rapidly.
The Dongbei Army had been completely wiped out, and the front line would be occupied by the Ghost Army!
Soldiers of the Great Ghost Country, launch the final attack!
"The Japanese infantry captain kept waving his military knife forward.
"Mo Deshi, your 80mm mortar battalion, you must beat up those GPR devils!”
All the people with light and heavy machine guns, don't f * cking save your bullets for me.”
"Young Marshal said that there will be weapons and ammunition sent here tomorrow to support a large-scale battle.”
When the Japanese were 120 meters in front of the camp,
The originally empty stone hill sniper position was now filled with countless black bullets!
"Nani!"
Lin Jinnan waved his hand and roared,
"Fire!"
The 36 80mm Type 26 mortars of the Independent Army Artillery Battalion opened fire.
It was several times stronger than the Japanese's 50mm mortar!
Kacha kacha!
"Readjust the angle. Mortar Battalion, fire three times in a row!”
The 900 soldiers of the Ghost Army were like 900 sheep, all of them fell into a pool of blood under the crazy shooting of the 1st Brigade!
Like the autumn wind sweeping away the fallen leaves, the 80mm mortars were aimed at the Japanese with extreme accuracy.
The 1st Brigade's 100 plus machine guns were all firing at full force!
It really felt like bullets were raining down!
More than 900 people were wiped out in just a few minutes!
Baka, when did the Dongbei Army have such firepower!”
"Ban Yuan Jun! How are you going to explain this to Tian Huang?”
Fan Chuan Niaoyi gave Yuan Yilang a tight slap.
Only the most elite troops of the Ghost Country could have such an effect.
This book comes from：m.funovel.com。