"Sir, please allow me to use cluster grenades to blow up the Japanese's iron bastards!”
Chen Shusheng asked to fight, his face unafraid of death.
"If the armored vehicles of the Japanese are really used to cover the advance of the infantry artillery, I will send you out, but not with cluster grenades.
Cluster grenades were not ideal against armored vehicles. The immortal gave me something even better."
Deputy Xie said.
Twenty minutes later, the Japanese launched an attack.
Just as Shangguan ZHiao had predicted, the Japanese used the Type 91 armored vehicle as a meat shield to protect the Japanese infantry. They pushed the Type 92 artillery towards the warehouse.
As long as the infantry cannons were in place, they could destroy the four-row warehouse with the reinforced concrete structure.
Deputy Xie and the others had already lost their momentum.
"Putting the armored car in front is much more reliable than a bunch of infantrymen holding up shields to withstand the rain of bullets.”
Jiang Feng swallowed a mouthful of popcorn and spat.
Jiang Feng had predicted that the Japanese would send out armored units.
Better safe than sorry.
Due to the limitations of the actual conditions, Jiang Feng could not get advanced anti-tank weapons through Zhou (Gong) Da (Equipment) or Xiao (People) to support Deputy Xie and the others.
However, he could use local materials to make some anti-tank weapons that were more effective than cluster grenades and explosives.
Jiang Feng could still do it.
" Don't shoot without an order!"
The platoon leader who was commanding the battle said calmly.
He looked at the Japanese Iron Bastard that was firing wildly while slowly advancing, as well as the Japanese infantry that was hiding behind.
After experiencing the baptism of yesterday's battle, Duanwu and the other recruits were able to stabilize themselves and would not shoot rashly like yesterday.
Only war could allow men to grow rapidly.
Outside the four-row warehouse, in the concession across the river.
When the ghosts appeared, a large number of people gathered by Suzhou Creek to cheer for Deputy Xie and the others.
Some of the people rushed to the other side of the river and cursed at the Japanese, regardless of whether they could hear them or not.
"God, those Japanese dwarves actually used cannons! I swear, if they dare to shoot the artillery shells in, I will not let it go!”
Sitting in the airship, the Westerners, who were originally leisurely, were in a bad mood when they discovered that the Japanese team had two Type 92 infantry cannons.
"Fight!"
Seeing that the Japanese were within 100 meters of them, Deputy Commander Xie gave the order to open fire.
For a moment, the sound of rifles and light and heavy machine guns in the warehouse filled the air.
However, the 100 soldiers who used the bow leader Mu Zhaofang's character template, equipped with the Zhongzheng rifle, and the captured 38-year-old soldier.
They continued to stay put.
"Ding ding dang dang!"
The bullets hit the body of the Type 91 armored car, and the crisp sound of collision continued.
At the beginning, some of the Japanese infantry who were following the Type 91 armored vehicles were knocked to the ground. They were either lying on the ground or rolling in pain on the ground, letting out mournful screams.
The four-row warehouse was dozens of meters tall, and the armored vehicles could only block the bullets fired from the lower floors.
They could not provide effective cover for the Japanese infantry.
Braving the rain of bullets, the Japanese finally stopped at a position more than 50 meters away from the four-row warehouse after losing almost one infantry unit.
Relying on the Type 91 armored vehicle and the cover they found at the last minute, the Japanese kept firing at the warehouse.
The two Type 92 cannons were doing their calibrations before firing.
Once the preparations were complete, they would fire at the four rows of warehouses!
"Fire!"
When Deputy Commander Xie saw that the Japanese had stopped advancing, he felt that the enemy's current distance was just what he wanted. He decisively gave the order to the 100 Sniper Gods.
These Sniper Gods were assigned to the upper echelons of the four-row warehouse. After receiving the order, they impatiently aimed at the target outside the window and pulled the trigger.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
Looking down from above.
A round of firing.
The Japanese soldier who was about to fire fell onto the Type 92 infantry cannon.
The Japanese Machine Gunner who was controlling the Type 92 Heavy Machine Gun tilted his head and lay on the machine gun.
The Japanese squad leader who was holding a military knife and commanding the team also fell to the ground and rolled into the dust.
Even the grenade launcher a few hundred meters away had gone silent.
The 100 Sniper Gods only fired one shot and killed dozens of Japanese!
Shell shells flew.
It was loaded.
He aimed at the second target.
He pulled the trigger.
The Japanese soldier who had just pushed away the cannoneer's body fell.
With a fierce expression, the assistant shooter who had just pushed away the Machine Gunner's corpse and placed his hand on the machine gun tilted his head and pounced as well.
The riflers hiding behind cover were also doomed.
In front of Sniper God's marksmanship, dozens of Japanese were killed.
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