Chapter 1: Demons are at work?

The heavy artillery standing on the ground, still emitting a faint smoke, had not stopped shaking completely. The shirtless Japanese artillery was busy carrying the shells to correct the position. The air defense fire nearby stopped in its original place with boring boredom. No one realized that a bomb would fall from the sky in the middle of the night.

The 250-pound aviation bomb, each of which was loaded no less than the large caliber naval gun, exploded on the hard mountain ground. The magnificent shock wave generated in an instant was enough to sweep across two places of the basketball court. Everything within a radius of 100 meters, whether it was stones or trees, was like blades of grass in a hurricane, swept up and flew in all directions.

The wild explosion burned out all the oxygen in the huge space at a speed of tens of meters per second. Wherever it passed, whether it was the human body or the cannon, it was instantly torn into pieces, and the heavy barrels and gun mounts were rolled up and flew dozens of meters or even further, returning to the parts state.

The cannon position opened along the gentle hillside was completely wrapped in violently rolling flames, and it flew up to a hundred meters high. The shells that exploded immediately exploded, but they rolled in the transport truck not far away. The truck with a load of 1.5 tons was like a toy in the hand of a naughty boy, flying across the air as if nothing had happened, rolling 720 degrees in the air, slapped firmly on the rocks, and then gasoline was ignited and burned into a big fireball.

Serena's super computer accurately calculates that the landing point of each bomb is controlled to the extreme, without wasting even a little lethality. With one blow, the entire cannon position turned into powder.

The wing of the "hidden arrow" shook slightly. Because of the weight reduction, it naturally climbed a little, and then lowered again. It hovered slightly less than ten kilometers. It reached the head of another artillery position. Six 150 howitzers scattered on the ground of a football field were exposed in front of you. There was no anti-aircraft net or any disguise. It was so careless and open and allowed to visit.

Without any adjustments to the posture, Serena decisively put down the bomb on the left wing. The fuselage slightly took advantage of the momentum to fly out for two kilometers. Ten seconds later, two violently tumbling fire clouds illuminated the night sky one after another. The boiling flames and deafening explosions could be heard ten kilometers away. The defenders on the cold-mouthed defense line could find the pillars of fire rising up in the sky, which was even more shocked by the fierce explosion.

The "Secret Arrow" fighter circling in the air to correct its posture, and its height quickly dropped to about 500 meters. In the blink of an eye, it rushed out five or six kilometers. The two fixed cannons on the nose were two fixed cannons and two 20 machine guns opened fire at the same time. They shot in a row in a short spot and drew clusters of shining sparks in the night sky. They bent the ballistic and flew out for two kilometers and accurately hit the target on the ground.

It was the 105th heavy artillery position of the Japanese army. The guy who had been tossing for three days had exhausted the shell supply twice, putting huge pressure on the frontier of Xiaojiayingzi. A new batch of shells had just been transported. The open shell boxes were filled with them, and they were constantly smashed and destroyed by the machine shells. The rumbling and rumbling bombs exploded, smashing the artillery beads next to them. The busy artillery surrounding them had no chance to run. They screamed in a shrill manner and were knocked out seven or eight meters away. The broken body burned the boiling flames into strange twisted charcoal.

Until all the ammunition in the cannon was empty, the "hidden arrow" swung its wings and accelerated suddenly, and the superconducting magnetic fluid burst out with a strange howling that broke through the sky, urging the fighter to a speed of 800 kilometers per hour, rushed to a height of 6,000 meters, and went straight to the southeast direction.

In Jianchang Camp, Zhu Bin, Huang Guanghua and others climbed the mountain in front, witnessed the magnificent scene of the fireworks still flying in the distance, and the flashes of flashes reflected. They laughed happily. They listened to Serena's cold report when she said goodbye, and slapped in her hands and shouted: "Oh, the Japanese's heavy artillery positions have been knocked down. Chief Huang. How about I take this opportunity to give them a head-on strike?"

Huang Guanghua was so shocked that he didn't know how to express his experience and could not judge how powerful the explosion was? Either it was caused by the bombardment of large-caliber heavy artillery, or there was another reason, but one thing that is certain is that there must be troubles over there as to whether it was the Japanese heavy artillery position, it was still between the two.

"What happened? Should I ask someone to go and explore it again?"

It is impossible for the Japanese heavy artillery positions to explode for no reason, and they are still so far away from each other to continuously explode. This is so strange. You should know that there are thousands of Japanese troops surrounded there, and even with wings, it is impossible to handle them so easily. What's more, this is dark night. Who can see the ground clearly under such conditions?

This is so weird that they have never seen or heard of it. It's hard to make a decision

Zhu Bin said anxiously: "The fighter plane is fleeting, I promise you that the Japanese heavy artillery will never work again for the time being. If you don't take the opportunity to kill them back, all your efforts will be wasted."

Gritting his teeth, Huang Guanghua slapped his thigh hard: "I believe you, the situation can no longer be broken anyway."

A series of mobilization orders rushed to the frontier positions. I didn't know what to do. The good battalion-level officers actually asked for a full counterattack when they heard it. It was difficult to understand, but the order was an order. If they didn't understand, they had to be executed.

The special forces with the most well-equipped and the lowest casualties first responded, with six infantry companies in three directions, under the guidance of the firepower company, each side was guided by three car-mounted 76 recoilless cannons, and Browning heavy machine guns were used to charge forward with the faint starlight and lights. The machine gun "kick" kept firing at the hillsides on both sides of the road and in the middle of the front, with a high chassis, and a heavy body with key armor in front ran through the gravel and broken corpses, advancing bravely.

All infantry wearing bulletproof vests surrounded by light machine guns, with submachine guns following closely behind. At the end, the rifle spread out an attack surface of 200 meters wide and launched a fierce counterattack towards the panicked Japanese army.

The brothers from the three regiments of the 139th Division cheered up and followed the nouveau riche and ran all the way. The short roar of the Czech light machine gun was sandwiched in the middle, sweeping towards any flashing target.

The machine gun positions and mortar positions established by the Japanese army quickly adjusted their direction and fired to block them. After the fire at the muzzle flashed rapidly, it was only a few seconds before the heavy machine guns were swept over, or the recoilless gun aimed at the "bang" and directly dropped it, which exploded.

The Japanese without heavy artillery were like tigers and wolves without fangs. Faced with such a crazy counterattack by the defenders, the bullets swept across like heavy rain were helpless. The figures approached quickly against the background of the explosion of shells and grenades, and they looked densely packed. It was impossible to aim and shoot in a hurry. As soon as they took action, they made more than a dozen holes in the dense bullets. They could not die anymore.

"What's going on in Haga?" Hattori Hijiro, who pushed to the front line, looked so bitter and howled hard. He would never believe that the powerful artillery would be done after he finished speaking, and inexplicably killed them.

The flood-like defenders' counterattacks were so fast, their reactions were so fierce, and their firepower were all facts that he couldn't believe. Where did these Chinese troops, which were about to collapse, come from this fighting spirit? If they were like this at the beginning, how could Rehe fight?

No one could answer him. All the Japanese generals on the battlefield in the Great Wall were stunned. When they came to commander Muto Nobuyoshi, and to commander Sakamoto Masaemon, the commander of the 6th Division, they all used incredible thoughts to welcome the terrible information from the frontline.

The heavy artillery troops completely destroyed the air defense troops without any reaction. The surviving soldiers claimed to have been bombed by the air force, but did not hear the sound of the engine. Some people said it was a heavy artillery with a large caliber, but this was absolutely impossible. First, the Chinese did not have a cannon with a caliber of more than 152 caliber, and second, they could not transport it.

"Is it the demon at work?"

Superstitious Japanese can only use this reason to explain, at least there are some signs that are used to indicate? No, not at all.

The leader of the 715th regiment, Lin Zuozhen, rushed to the front of the team with a light machine gun. Five of the 20 rounds of magazines had been exhausted. The ammunition next to him was emptied and the carriage was about to turn into a fire stick. The heat dissipation thread outside the barrel was so hot that it could hardly touch it. The sweat splashed and hissing sound was loud.

But he seemed not to feel halfway, holding it in front of his chest and pulling the trigger, shooting one by one, mixing it with the general machine gun of the special forces team next to him constantly changing targets, knocking down all the moving targets in front of him, hitting his eyes red, shouting hoarsely, and being frustrated for three days and three nights, as if he had vented all the new ones once.

All the people who could move from the three regiments came to the six thousand soldiers of the Gat team. They fought fiercely from three fronts for ten kilometers. They stopped from Xiaojiayingzi to the south of Qinglong County in one go. Each soldier almost fired two base ammunitions. It was not until 7 o'clock the next day that the fighter planes of both sides once again tangled in the sky, and faced the sixth division's six or seven thousand reinforcements with two regiments, and the defenders with insufficient ammunition were hurriedly withdrawn.

The rugged mountain road with an attack surface of nearly twenty kilometers across the lateral direction, and the traces left by the fighting between the two armies were all over the ground. The total number of Japanese attacking troops with a total of nearly 6,000 Japanese troops was crippled by half, and there were more than 1,000 corpses that could be counted on the spot, which was a heavy casualty.

The losses of the soldiers of the 139th Division were also very amazing. Even with the support of all the firepower of the special forces, they almost fought with the Japanese army one-to-one. The three regiments basically lost half of their combat effectiveness. It is unlikely that they can defend their positions alone, even if they take all the reserves.

It was dawn, and there was a ruin in front of Lengkou Pass, and countless smoke and dust spread between the mountains in dozens of miles, covering the entire sky with a gray surface, and it was impossible to see the situation below from high altitude.

Zhu Bin stood on the city tower and looked at it from afar. He couldn't be happy no matter how hard the situation was. The situation was still serious.
Chapter completed!