Bright Sword: I am the old squad leader of the Northwest Shanxi Iron Triangle

Chapter 314 These Japs must have forgotten that there is a military factory in the city.

These little Japanese soldiers crawled forward slowly.

However, after they crawled through one account, they found no trace of the Eighth Route Army.

Just at this moment, gunshots rang out.

Dense bullets flew towards the Japanese devils like raindrops.

The Japanese soldiers were so scared that they quickly shrank their heads.

The Japanese soldier had no time to dodge and was hit by the bullet instantly.

These Japanese devils never imagined that the bullets fired at them were from heavy machine guns.

There are two types of heavy machine guns equipped by the Eighth Route Army, one is the 12.7mm heavy machine gun, and the other is the 17.6mm heavy machine gun.

The 17.6mm heavy machine gun is specifically designed to deal with planes in the sky.

The bullets fired by this heavy machine gun are about the size of carrots.

This kind of bullet can instantly split a person in two when hitting him.

Those Japanese soldiers who could not dodge, and those who did not have time to dodge, were hit by the heavy machine gun bullets.

The Japanese soldiers who were hit looked horrible.

They were beaten into sieves, and some of them had their limbs and arms flying all over the sky.

"Bagaya Road shooting shooting."

"We must not let ourselves be beaten by these local guerrillas. If we are beaten by these local guerrillas, the consequences will be disastrous."

These Japanese soldiers stuck their heads out and fired blindly with their Type 38 rifles. They could not see any trace of the Eighth Route Army at all.

There was a burst of crackling gunfire, and the Japanese devils didn't even have time to fire a few shots.

The thick bullets flew over again and hit the Japanese devils directly.

As soon as these Japanese soldiers stuck their heads out, bullets from 12.7mm and 17.6mm heavy machine guns flew over.

In addition, the soldiers of the sniper company also dealt with these little devils. Their guns were accurate and fierce. Every time they fired, a little devil was instantly knocked to the ground and killed on the spot.

There was a burst of crackling gunfire.

Those Japanese soldiers who just poked their heads out were instantly shot dead on the ground.

The Japanese soldiers didn't dare to stick their heads out for a moment, and the Japanese soldiers behind them didn't dare to move forward quickly.

The Japanese soldiers in front were trapped in the trenches.

The Japanese soldiers behind had not had time to move forward a few steps when, at this moment, the heavy machine gun in the distance fired another burst of shots at the Japanese soldiers behind.

The bullets from these heavy machine guns were accurate, powerful, and had a long range. The Japanese devils never imagined that they could be hit by heavy machine gun bullets even though they were so far away from the city wall.

From time to time, a cannonball would be fired from the city wall.

The tanks and armored vehicles ambushed near the city walls would occasionally fire a shell.

These tanks and armored vehicles fired very accurately, and every shell flew into the crowd of Japanese devils.

Even if those little Japanese soldiers lay on the ground, they could not escape.

Shells from tanks and armored vehicles exploded rapidly among the crowd.

A rumbling explosion sounded.

Every artillery shell explosion could take away a dozen Japanese soldiers.

The Japanese soldiers were so frightened by the explosion of the shells that they didn't know what to do.

However, they had no choice but to lie on the ground motionless.

The number of shells fired by each tank and armored vehicle was extremely limited, and it took them half a day to fire one shell.

In this way, the Japanese were given the illusion that these tanks and armored vehicles were nothing serious.

The Japanese soldiers who charged in the first wave were directly suppressed and they didn't dare to show their heads for a long time.

Shells flew past one after another.

These shells could always accurately hit the Japanese soldiers hiding behind the trenches.

In addition to the Type 107 100mm rocket launcher, Ling Yunzhi's troops were also equipped with a large number of 120mm and mm mortars.

People like Wang Chengzhu were originally mortar fighters.

Their artillery shells were accurate and powerful.

Along with the rumbling sound of the explosion, the broken limbs of the Japanese soldiers hiding in the trenches were blown away.

A shell went down.

Dozens of Japanese soldiers were blown into a bloody mist.

When the Japanese soldiers behind saw this, they gritted their teeth in anger but did not dare to move forward.

The Japanese commanders at the brigade level and above gathered together.

"The guns of these Eighth Route Army troops were too powerful. We suffered heavy losses."

"What do you mean by heavy losses? We have 20 troops, and he has only .

They have killed no more than three thousand of our imperial soldiers so far.

So the advantage is still on our side.”

"Haven't you noticed? The artillery fire from these Eighth Route Army soldiers is becoming less and less frequent."

"This is enough to prove that these Eighth Route Army guns don't have many shells."

"If they had shells, they wouldn't fire once in a long time."

"The defense of this group of Eighth Route Army has become a spent force.

They won’t be able to keep going for long.”

"What we need to do now is to gather our strength and prepare to take them down once and for all."

These senior Japanese commanders looked into the distance with binoculars.

A cannonball would fly over from time to time.

The frequency of the shells being fired was decreasing.

But every shell was fired so accurately.

"Let the Empire's warriors disperse first. Then attack when it's dark.

I'd like to see how many shells these beasts have."

With an order, the Japanese devils quickly dispersed.

They paused their attack.

Ling Yunzhi on the city wall was looking into the distance with a telescope.

"The Japs are preparing to attack at night."

"They fight theirs, and we fight ours."

"These little devils probably forgot that we still have a military factory.

They want to attack on the board, that's wishful thinking, daydreaming? "

After Ling Yunzhi finished speaking, he waved to Zhang Dajiang and Wang Dahe beside him.

"Drive out the Japanese Type 89 tanks and bombard them. Then retreat back."

Zhang Dajiang and Wang Dahe were very excited after hearing this.

Those people at the munitions factory had long wanted to join the battle.

They had fought in a battle before and performed quite well.

The engineers and technicians in the military factory are really accurate in firing their cannons.

Even veteran artillerymen like Wang Chengzhu, who have been on many battles, may not be as accurate as them sometimes.

"Don't worry, sir. We will definitely teach these little devils a lesson."

Zhang Dajiang and Wang Dahe quickly rushed down from the city wall.

"Listen to me, brothers from the factory, the commander ordered the tanks from our military factory to attack.

We must let these little devils know how powerful we are.

The commander entrusted us with such an important mission, which shows his trust in us. We must not let him down no matter what."