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Chapter 232 Bullets are raining and cannonballs are flying

Looking at it by chapter, it’s all upside down.

Outside Fengle Station.

Seeing that the Japanese troops in the station had already taken precautions, they relied on the double-layered defense system inside and outside the station to maintain a tight defensive posture.

Wu Qin couldn't stand it anymore and said: "Detachment leader, give me the order. All the commanders and soldiers of our third regiment will fight to the death to capture Fengle Station!"

Zhou Weihan did not speak, but continued to stare at the Fengle Station in front of him. The location of its construction was very particular. It was high in the middle and low on the sides. The back of the station was a cliff about 10 meters high. The independent detachment could only attack from the front.

However, the Japanese troops continued to clear the field outside the station. There were no bunkers within a distance of more than 500 meters. Even if an independent detachment carried out artillery fire suppression, this distance was bound to become an insurmountable death zone.

"It seems we can only attack from the front!" Zhou Weihan said.

"Wu Qin, your 2nd Regiment will launch a strong attack from the front. I will have the artillery battalion conduct artillery fire on the Japanese troops in the station, and take advantage of this period to shorten the attack distance."

"Dong Jiang, you organize some soldiers to touch the cliff behind, see if they can touch it, and launch a surprise attack from behind!"

"Chen Feng, the artillery battalion's mountain artillery attacks the puppet troops on the frontline fortifications. The infantry artillery gives priority to attacking the three gun towers in the station. It's best to destroy it for me as soon as possible!" Zhou Weihan ordered.

According to Zhou Weihan's wishes, the artillery tower must be removed before the little Japanese in the artillery tower could react. Otherwise, once the little Japanese knew that the Eighth Route Army besieging the station was aiming their artillery directly, they would not be able to cause maximum damage.

"Yes!" Everyone agreed.

Later, Dong Jiang led some soldiers of the reconnaissance company to carry ladders and prepare to sneak across the ditch from a distance under the cover of night and launch an attack from behind the station.

On the artillery battalion position, two Italian cannons from the third regiment, six 75 mountain guns from the artillery battalion, and six Type 92 infantry guns are displayed here.

Chen Feng personally operated the artillery mirror to observe. Even if a three-story artillery shell like the Little Devil hit the bullseye, it would be difficult to destroy it. In addition, it was already dark, so even if Chen Feng personally operated it, he could not say that it would hit 100% of the time.

"Each unit adjusts its muzzle, and the mountain artillery attacks the forward fortifications of the Japs. The Type 92 infantry artillery aims to hit the three gun towers in the station first!" Chen Feng, commander of the artillery battalion, ordered.

The station is brightly lit, with searchlights hanging on the turrets, which are extremely conspicuous.

Inside the station, three cannon buildings are arranged in a ring.

In a gun tower on the front, Kishitani smiled proudly when he saw that the Eighth Route Army had surrounded the stronghold on three sides but had not launched an attack.

"A group of Tobali soldiers with backward weapons and equipment will definitely be defeated this time!" Yuichi Kishitani said to the surrounding Japanese troops to encourage morale.

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a dull sound coming from the Eighth Route Army position opposite. Through the lookout hole, he could clearly see six artillery shells flying straight towards him with firelight.

"Boom, boom, boom!" came the explosion.

The last turret next to the cliff, because it was the highest and most prominent, was hit by two cannonballs. The superstructure was directly destroyed, and only a few little Japs on the bottom floor escaped.

Kishitani Yuichi was on the second floor of the turret. After two artillery shells hit the turret, he felt the world spinning and the roaring in his ears. Before he could react, the bricks above his head kept falling, and his vision went dark. In the blink of an eye, he was buried.

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On the other turret on the front, a shell hit the top of it, and the little Jaap on the roof was blown away along with the searchlight. Another shell grazed the turret and exploded next to the traffic ditch.

Under such conditions, out of six rounds fired, five hit the target.

Zhou Weihan couldn't help but shout: "The artillery battalion is not weak at all. Chen Feng has trained a group of powerful artillerymen!"

After the first salvo, the ammunition hand quickly filled the shells, and then the second round of shells flew towards the station.

The puppet troops arranged by Kishitani Yuichi at the forward fortifications were also suffering from fierce artillery fire at this moment.

The formation of the puppet army was in chaos for a while. Taking this opportunity, soldiers from the second regiment and one company formed a group of three, formed a skirmish line, bent down, and launched a probing attack from the front, with the purpose of attracting the enemy's firepower.

At the same time, more than twenty carts emerged from the team. A militiaman was holding the rope in front of the cart, and two militiamen were pushing it behind the cart.

In the forward fortifications, more than a dozen little Japs were distributed throughout the fortifications, in order to suppress the puppet troops. The panicked puppet troops quickly calmed down.

"Attack!" a little soldier called Sergeant Ghost.

"Da da da!" In the puppet army's fortifications, here alone, Kishitani Yuichi deployed two heavy machine guns and three light machine guns. The light and heavy machine guns operated by the puppet troops emitted flames, and hot bullets sprayed from the muzzles.

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Immediately afterwards, the Japanese firepower points in the bunkers and traffic trenches in the station also began to fire.

The soldiers of a squad in front became the focus of the enemy's attack. The bullets from the heavy machine gun penetrated the body of a soldier in front, and then hit a soldier behind him. Blood spattered on the soldier's chest, and soon

The blood quickly soaked the uniforms on the chests of the soldiers.

"Quick, push the cart a little further!" shouted a company commander from the first battalion.

Hearing the shouts, a militia captain turned his head and shouted to his companions behind him: "Comrades, work harder and stop the little devil's bullets."

Then he tightened the hemp rope on his back and increased his strength, exposing the veins on his face.

The enemy's bullets were fired in this direction. The leading militia captain was hit and his body shook: "Try hard!"

The cart rushed up the hillside. Seeing that it was not far from the puppet fortifications, the militia captain fell to the ground and shouted: "Don't, leave me alone!"

When the two militiamen pushing the cart heard the captain's order, they overturned the cart to the ground and buried it inside with the sandbags on the cart.

More than 20 carts and sandbags formed small bunkers. The attack distance was successfully advanced to nearly 300 meters. The surrounding soldiers moved closer to the nearest bunkers to counterattack.

At the same time, artillery shells continued to fall inside and outside Fengle Station, and the enemy's exposed firepower points became the key targets.

As the enemy's firepower points were extinguished one by one, Wu Qin sent another battalion of soldiers carrying six heavy machine guns to quickly follow up.

Under the physical cover of the soldiers, six heavy machine guns were successfully placed on the bunker.

"Little devil, I'll fuck your grandma!" The soldiers of the heavy machine gun company desperately controlled the machine guns and roared at the enemy.

Revengeful bullets were fired at the enemy. Thanks to the firepower of six heavy machine guns, the arrogance of the Japanese and puppet troops in the fortifications was suddenly suppressed.

The balance of victory is tipping towards the independent detachment.

"Damn it, a kid from Fengle Station actually deployed so many firepower points!" Wu Qin watched as the soldiers of the third regiment launched a charge one after another, and fell down one after another, clenching their fists tightly.

"The tighter the defense, the more important it is to illustrate the importance of Fengle Station. This is the material transfer station for the Japs. It is not surprising that there are so many light and heavy machine guns!" Zhou Weihan said with a solemn expression. chapter


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