The loud explosion covered everything, and Chen Tang had no time to agree randomly and could no longer hear any sound.

The Japanese had very strong firepower, machine guns, grenade launchers, infantry cannons... They used all the heavy weapons and formed a blockade line at this narrow river entrance.

The bullet hit the car body and kept ringing. Chen Tang could only curl up behind the armored vehicle. He did not blindly follow his comrades out because he knew very well that he was just a small infantryman and could not make much money on this battlefield.

spray.

Because of river water blocking, tanks and armored vehicles cannot cross the river directly, and can only passively withstand the opponent's firepower for a while.

"boom!"

An artillery gun hit the body of the No. 3 car where Yuan Li was located, and the vibration caused by the explosion caused the cabin to shake violently.

Yuan Li's head hit the iron plate next to him. If he hadn't been wearing a wardrobe, he would have to be bleeding.

"The convoy dispersed, all the artillery fired with all its might, grandma! Fight me hard!"

After saying that, Yuan Li quickly drilled out of the turret and pulled the bolt of the m2 heavy machine gun with a slam. The huge barrel faced the front.

The tank gun and the SDKFZ251 armored vehicle equipped with 37 war defense guns opened fire immediately. Each Sherman car was equipped with an M2 and two M1919 heavy machine guns. When the firepower was fully opened, it looked like a barrage without any gaps.

It attacked the enemy like a vast expanse.

Both sides poured out firepower frantically, dragging the yellow-red flames, and shot across the river. The trees on both sides were beaten to pieces, and the trunks were broken everywhere.

The infantry on the armored personnel carrier were not idle either. They immediately got out of the car and set off their teams, using the body of the armored vehicle as a cover to shoot at the Japanese army on the other side.

"The second row moves to the flank and restrains the enemy! The third row rescues the wounded, no matter whether they die or not, drag them to the back, hurry!"

"Monk! Organize your brothers to fight back, ask someone to pull down the mortar, and kill those turtle grandchildren for me!"

Seeing that the troops were suppressed by the Japanese infantry artillery, Mo Youcai made a quick decision to call his subordinates to take action.

"Ah...fuck my mother!"

A stray bullet hit his left arm because the steel plate of the chariot rebounded, and blood instantly penetrated.

"Company Commander!?"

"Don't worry about me, do whatever you should do! Hurry!"

"I understand! Dagui brought the machine gunner to set up fire points, the rest of the people covered the cannon and unload the cannon, and greeted me with smoke bombs!"

Monk Zhou roared hard and took the lead in lifting the submachine gun to pull the trigger on the other side. Flames popped out of the muzzle, and the soldiers beside him followed suit, regardless of whether they were fighting or not, just shoot at the fire point opposite.

The two soldiers took out the smoke bomb, pulled the pull ring and threw it out hard. In a moment, a ball of white smoke slowly appeared on their river beach.

Taking advantage of this moment, Chen Tang turned over and entered a crater. Just now he saw his comrades in the same platoon being blown off his legs. At this moment, he was covering his bloody wound and screaming.

Because of the fierce sound of gunfire on the battlefield, no one except Chen Tang, who was sharp-eyed, noticed his existence. Even if he discovered it, he would not dare to rush forward to rescue him in the rain of bullets. It was undoubtedly no different from suicide.

But Chen Tang remembered that it was one of the soldiers who went with Monk Zhou when he was receiving supplies and even said hello to him.

"Catch my shoulder!" Chen Tang roared, pulled the wounded without saying a word, and ran to the back of the chariot with difficulty.

"Thank you...thank you"

The bullets were shot into the soil in a dense manner, making a slight sound. If you were not careful, you had to explain it. The sense of fear occupied most of the mind, but this emotion also made people's desire to survive infinitely.

At this time, Chen Tang no longer cared about fear, and only one thing left in his mind was to take this comrade to a safe place.

"Grandma, I'm telling you not to show off your power!" Monk Zhou was frightened when he saw this scene. He didn't expect that this kid was so brave.

Chen Tang, with a dark face, took the wounded back to the back of the armored vehicle. Because he was running too anxiously, his helmet fell off. His comrades immediately came up to support them and sent the wounded to the medical platoon in the rear.

"Boy! Are you thinking my words in your ears?"

Monk Zhou came up and saw a head breakdown. Chen Tang covered her head with pain. The latter did not explain anything. He just felt that he should do this, just like when he was almost burned to charcoal, his comrades around him still ran out of their way.

He saved him with all his strength.

Although no one said anything, everyone's eyes have changed. Some people may think he is reckless, but his behavior has been respected and recognized by most people.

The love between comrades is nothing more than this. No one can guarantee that they will not be shot and injured on the battlefield. If at this time, they can only rely on those companions who are together day and night, and having such an unyielding comrade is luckier than anything else.

The artillery platoons quickly used this gap and seized the time to move the mortar off the car, and quickly unfolded the artillery positions.

Their seventh company belongs to the firepower reinforcement company. Each platoon has 4 m2 mortars and a company-owned war defense artillery platoon. The entire company has 12 60mm mortars and 3 37 war defense artillery.

It is comparable to a Japanese infantry brigade.

The Wanding River is not wide, with the span of the two sides of the river only less than 300 meters. Even if the battle distance between the two sides of the river beach is only five or six hundred meters. Compared with heavy artillery, direct-target tank guns and curved-fired weapons are more suitable for combat here.

After the opponent's initial fire suppression, the 7th Company was ready to counterattack. Now the Japanese were suppressed by tanks and light machine guns and could not lift their heads. Their artillery adjusted the mortar to a high elevation angle of 80 degrees, just to be at this distance.

It can perfectly cover enemy positions.

"Distance 550 meters, direction 13-3, elevation angle 81, all gun positions fired at one volley... ready to... release!"

The artillery platoon leader seemed very confident and directly ordered all artillery to fire together, because the error was already very small at this distance.

A volley of 12 mortars fired in an instant, causing smoke and dust to explode on the north bank, and various guns took turns to greet them. The Japanese wanted to use the river to stop the opponent's attack, but who could do this under such violent firepower?

Keep going?

Like his mother nouveau riche, the other party didn't care about the huge ammunition consumption at all, and all kinds of shells didn't stop.

There is a saying that there is insufficient accuracy and firepower comes to gather. The Japanese army has nowhere to hide at this combat distance of less than 600 meters, and was caught by the enemy and beaten up.

There were countless Japanese devils killed and injured. Many of their few infantry cannons were destroyed, but the Japanese commander was still insisting, because this was already the last line of defense in Wanding, so he said nothing.
Chapter completed!