Traveling through the 1940s, the whole village was massacred at the beginning

This round of bombing instantly turned the Japanese soldiers on the battlefield into a bloody mess, a horrific sight.

The roar of the explosion and the wailing of the devils intertwined and resounded throughout the battlefield.

However, despite suffering such a devastating blow, the Japs did not retreat.

Not long after, they organized a new round of attack.

However, they obviously underestimated the intensity of our firepower.

When they rushed towards our position again, they were still greeted by overwhelming artillery shells and intensive gunfire.

The Japanese were dizzy from the fierce firepower and were unable to organize an effective counterattack.

They could only flee in panic amidst the hail of bullets and were beaten back again and again.

In this way, the Japanese failed in three consecutive attacks and gained nothing.

Jiro Iwai stood in the rear, watching his troops being beaten back again and again, his face becoming more and more ugly.

Finally, he could no longer endure it. He raised his saber in anger and roared at the soldiers around him: "Baga! Find out who this team is and why they have such abundant firepower!"

At the same time, Luo Zhen and his adjutants, who were watching the battle at the city gate, also witnessed this scene.

They were shocked by the powerful firepower of the friendly forces. The adjutant said to Luo Zhen with envy: "Captain, look at them. They really don't need our support to intercept them easily. No, they may even be able to annihilate the entire enemy regiment!"

Yu Huaisheng excitedly strafed the Japanese with his machine gun. It was the first time for him to fight such a fierce battle. It hurt so much to see so many shells being fired.

When he thought about being able to kill those devils with his own hands, the reluctance in his heart was much diluted.

After all, the casualties among his brothers were not heavy, which made him feel a little relieved.

As long as everyone is still alive, he firmly believes that one day, weapons and ammunition for war will be as abundant as they are today.

His eyes inadvertently swept across a place not far away, where there were two people wearing masks. They were also concentrating on fighting the Japanese. Fortunately, they had the ability to take objects from the air, otherwise more than 800 people would have died here.

And in the trench, there was a small figure busy shuttling back and forth, replenishing ammunition for the soldiers in time.

After about an hour, a series of rapid "beep, beep, beep..." sounds suddenly rang out.

When Yu Huaisheng saw that the Japanese troops seemed to be retreating, he immediately ordered his men to blow the charge.

In an instant, the exciting sound of trumpets resounded throughout the battlefield. The soldiers moved at the sound, raised their guns, and rushed out of the trenches like tigers descending from the mountains.

Jiang Jiyun stood where he was, watching his comrades jump out of the trenches and run away.

She was extremely anxious and jumped with all her might, trying to climb out of the deep trench. However, as the trench wall was steep and deep, it took her some time to successfully climb out.

When she stood firm, she turned around and saw that those people had already rushed away like wild horses. She couldn't help but feel a little annoyed that she was too slow.

Jiang Jiyun rushed up with a gun, and soon she caught up with an old man who had difficulty walking.

After the two looked at each other, they understood each other and formed a temporary team to join the killing team.

At the same time, Jiang Jiyuan and his men also successfully intercepted the Japanese troops, giving the main force of the National Army a chance to catch their breath. However, it was a bit difficult for them, more than 2,000 people, to intercept nearly 10,000 Japanese soldiers.

If it weren't for the new weapons and special medicine, they wouldn't have lasted five hours and might have been wiped out.

As daybreak approached and the battle was still in full swing, the Japanese brigade lieutenant general Fujiwara Masamune listened anxiously to the lieutenant's report on the battlefield situation.

At this time, the real main force of the Japanese army, the two divisions, were like a ferocious beast, attacking Changsha City fiercely.

Inside Changsha City, the three divisions of the National Army defended the city like an iron wall.

The three division commanders each stood on the city wall, overlooking the densely packed Japanese troops attacking outside the city, and watching their soldiers fighting back in the trenches.

Their planes had just retreated after bombing the Japanese positions, and three of the Japanese fighter planes were shot down by something unknown.

Even so, although they were a little nervous in their hearts, their eyes were extremely firm.

Li Yutang held the microphone and dialed the number. His voice was slightly hoarse, revealing a hint of anxiety: "Old District, can we still hold on this time?"

A man's voice came from the other end of the phone. Although it was a little noisy, it was full of confidence: "Lao Li, we have experienced several large-scale sieges by the Japanese. We were able to successfully defend the city before, so there will definitely be no problem now!"

After the other party finished speaking, he paused for a moment and then continued, "Luo Zhen stationed in Shiba County called back and said that the guerrillas over there fought with all their might and saved us a regiment of Japanese troops."

Li Yutang's gaze fell on the other two blazing flames. He took a deep breath and said slowly, "I know there's also a fight going on in Fairy Town. They're not our people over there. They're allies helping us share the firepower."

Ou Zhenshan said affirmatively, "So, brother, we must win!"

The sun slowly rose, and the sunlight shone on the earth. Jiang Jiyun and the lame uncle's clothes were already soaked with sweat, and beads of sweat kept sliding down their foreheads, but the guns in their hands never stopped.

Jiang Jiyun stared at the Japs charging towards him with wide eyes, his face filled with confusion. He muttered to himself, "What's going on with these Japs? Why are they all rushing towards us like they're risking their lives?"

Her hands began to tremble slightly, and the anger in her heart grew stronger and stronger. She couldn't help but say to the uncle beside her, "Uncle, look at these devils, do they think we are easy to bully? They specifically picked on the two of us who are old, weak and sick to attack!"

Zhang Ping couldn't help laughing when he heard Jiang Jiyun's words.

He looked at the child in front of him and thought that this child was quite interesting, and it seemed quite friendly to call him uncle.

He stroked his long beard and thought that the child was quite polite in not calling him grandpa.

Zhang Ping's gun kept firing, and every bullet hit the devil accurately.

While the other hand tightly grasped the gun barrel which he used as a crutch, he struggled to resist the Japanese bayonet.

At first, he wanted to take care of the child around him from time to time, but he soon discovered that the child was not only an accurate shooter.

Moreover, she reacted quickly, and it seemed that he was the one who took care of this cripple again and again, so he left his back to her with confidence.

Zhang Ping smiled and said to Jiang Jiyun, "Haha, nephew, these bastards are looking down on us! But it doesn't matter, we can't let them look down on us! If you get tired, just tell me and I'll take care of it!"