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Chapter 116, The Crazy Shen Wanyu

I learned about the situation from Zhang Dabiao.

After returning, Yuan Lang thought about it and felt that his attitude towards Shen Wanyu was really not good.

All five members of his family were killed by devils, and when he came to ask him for help, he still had that impatient attitude.

Isn't this hurting people's hearts?
So, before the battle started, he came to Shen Wanyu's side, and said in a low voice: "Commander Shen, I don't know about your situation, don't worry about the daytime affairs."

The battle is about to start soon, and Shen Wanyu's blood is agitated when he thinks that he is about to fight the devils and avenge his parents and relatives.

Hearing Yuan Lang's apology, he waved his hand nonchalantly: "What apologies, I have to thank you. If there is no consultant for you to help me speak, this main task is not up to me."

It turned out that the task of the main attack was to be handed over to the first company.

Winning over to Sanlian was a way for Yuan Lang to express his apology.Considering Shen Wanyu's eagerness to fight, Zhang Dabiao followed suit.

At this time, Yuan Lang didn't say anything about mourning.

"Company Commander Shen, today I and this cannon are under your command. Wherever you point, I will hit wherever you want, and I will make sure that the little devil can't eat it."

This is also a very heavy commitment.

There are not many people in the New Second Regiment who can command Yuan Lang to fire artillery casually!

Shen Wanyu felt his sincerity, and with an excited face in distress, she tried to squeeze out a kind smile, but it was uglier than crying.

"Then I'll be on behalf of Sanlian's brother, thank you, Consultant Yuan."

Yuan Lang silently returned to the position where the artillery squad was.

If you don't know Shen Wanyu's situation, you can't understand Shen Wanyu's expression and words at all.

The whole family was brutally slaughtered, and the blow to one person was not ordinary.

And there are many soldiers in the Eighth Route Army who have blood feud with the enemy.

It's almost time.

Zhang Dabiao glanced at the time on his watch, and waved his action gesture to the two investigators.

The two investigators, like civet cats about to hunt, marched silently.

With the cooperation of the mine workers, they successfully cut off the power supply of the mine by simulating more than ten times of actions.

This will make it easier for the Eighth Route Army to use the cover of night to attack and defend the enemy.

Time passed by little by little, and soon it was ten o'clock in the evening.

The attack begins.

Shen Wanyu waved his hand, and not far away, under the guidance of coal miners, two soldiers carried a long ladder to climb up the electric pole and cut off the transmission line.

The dazzling electric lights went out immediately, and the entire mining area was pitch black.

Lights out is an order.

Zhang Dabiao roared, "Come on!"

The commanders and fighters of the third company went down the mountain like a tiger, quickly crossed the outer trench and barbed wire, and approached the high wall of the power grid.

"what!"

With a shrill scream, a soldier who was passing through the power grid was accidentally electrocuted.

His body was scorched black by the powerful electric current, and he died on the spot.

"Quickly, use a big knife to split the wire and open a passage." In the darkness, Company Commander Shen shouted.

Immediately, a soldier pulled out the big steel knife on his back and slashed at the power grid on the wall.

There were sparks of lightning along the way, and the people watching were extremely frightened.Fortunately, the handle of the big knife is made of wood, which can isolate the current.

The soldier opened the passage, and the others put up the door panels, and the troops passed through the grid.

The attack time chosen by the Eighth Route Army was extremely ingenious.

At this moment, the Japanese soldier had just fallen asleep, perhaps still having a sweet dream.

Suddenly there was a loud gunshot, and the explosion of a grenade woke people up.

Most of the Japanese soldiers were at a loss and got up from the bed in a panic.

Some walked out of the house in a daze and asked the Eighth Route Army soldiers for their passwords, while some ran out of the house naked and fired guns in all directions blindly.

As a result, they were naturally wiped out on the spot.

Undoubtedly, the Eighth Route Army managed to catch it by surprise, and gave the enemy a big surprise.

The soldiers rushed in like a whirlwind.In less than 15 minutes, two bunkers were captured.

A squad leader of the second company, usually not very good at fighting, this time seized four big guns in one go,
He shouted happily: "Comrades, we can't be satisfied, we have to ask for more!"

Shen Wanyu heard the man's voice, and roared: "Don't just yell, take action, and beat this son of a bitch for me."

With the light of the fire, he looked at the houses in the distance. Little devils kept pouring out, relying on the terrain to organize resistance.

"Blow me up his fucking dick!"

Shen Wanyu pointed, and Monk Wei, who was carrying a mortar, immediately set it up on the spot.

Yuan Lang's inheritance of the Cannon God was not given in vain, he just glanced at it, and immediately calculated, adjusted the mortar, and put the shells in from the barrel.

The shells fell, the primers collided.

With a bang, he shot it out.

The shells traced a beautiful parabola in the air and landed among the crowd.

The shock wave of the explosion overturned the two devils on the spot, and the shells fell within a radius of 15 meters, which was full of shell fragments.

Many devils who just ran out of the house did not find cover in time, and were injured when they were scratched by fragments. If they hit vital parts, they would have nothing to live for.

"It's fucking accurate!"

Shen Wanyu saw it from afar with the help of the firelight from the explosion, and shouted excitedly.

He picked up the machine gun and led the team to rush out.

They are all company commanders, and there are about a hundred people under him who need to command, and they charge with their heads head-on.

"Isn't this person looking for death?"

Yuan Langxin said, "Helping him make peace in front of Zhang Dabiao today, wouldn't it be doing bad things with good intentions?"

Watching Shen Wanyu charge in the hail of bullets, he naturally couldn't remain indifferent.

"Fire the gun."

After reminding the monk, he quickly put the shell through the muzzle.

shhhhh--

Mortars are famous for their fast rate of fire, more than 1 shots per minute, and an average shot takes less than two seconds.

Yuan Lang fired three or four shells in one breath, and the artillery fire immediately enveloped the small house.

The shock wave of the explosion shocked the enemy, making their hair dumbfounded and their ears deaf. A large number of metal fragments flew around, causing great damage.

The firepower of the enemy's counterattack immediately dropped several levels, and many people never had a chance to raise their heads.

Yuan Lang's artillery suppression provided the best cover for the soldiers of the third company who were charging.

After a while, the soldiers approaching the enemy threw out a wave of grenades to suppress them.

Armed with a bayonet-mounted rifle, he engaged in hand-to-hand combat with the remaining enemies.

Shen Wanyu dropped the machine gun, pulled out the machete from behind, and roared loudly: "Little devil, I'll fuck your ancestor."

With one swing of the knife, an enemy's head was chopped off.Another knife cut the chest of a devil who was sneaking up on him from behind.

The enemy's blood stained the broadsword in Shen Wanyu's hand red, splashing on his face and clothes.

Coupled with his ferocious face, he looks like a ghost from hell, very scary.

"The third company commander is crazy."

Yuan Lang, who observed through the telescope, muttered in a low voice.

Wei Dayong on the side was itching to watch, now that the enemy and the enemy are entangled together, the artillery fire is of course useless.

"Advisor, I also want to kill some devils, can you let the two brothers from the artillery squad protect you?"

It is indeed a waste of the monk's first skill in the whole regiment to only protect him.

Yuan Lang waved his hand casually, "Go ahead and protect the third company commander by the way. Don't let him seek death."

"Dele."

The monk got the order, borrowed a rifle with a bayonet from the soldiers of the artillery squad, and rushed forward.

No one in the regiment can match his bayonet fighting skills.Killing enemies was quick and easy, stabbing two of them in one face-to-face.

The Eighth Route Army took advantage of surprise attacks and numbers, and the devils who rushed to meet the enemy were suppressed. Without a unified command, they could only fight on their own.

Yuan Lang observed for a while, and he was sure that the third company's containment battle had turned into a defeat battle, a battle of encirclement and annihilation.

It is only a matter of time before the enemy is eliminated.

At the same time, Silian, who was hidden in East Wangshe Village, also rushed into the mining area and took down the third small bunker in the new mining area.

The whole process took less than minutes, and the three bunkers built by the enemy in the new mining area were taken down by the Eighth Route Army almost without any use.

This is completely unexpected by the enemy.

There are three small and one big bunkers in the new mining area, and only the big one in the middle is left.

It's also the hardest one to hit.

First of all, the Eighth Route Army attacked the three small bunkers on the periphery, and the time it took gave the enemy a chance to react.

The enemies in the big bunker are mostly in place, and the bunker will do its job.

Secondly, the bunker is more than ten meters high, the walls are extremely thick, and there are several rows of perforations on the upper and lower sides.

Each perforation is very small, and there are movable iron plates inside to cover the people inside.

The machine guns of the Japanese army can fire at will, but the bullets of the Eighth Route Army are difficult to inject, and the grenades are even more difficult to function.

The only way is to cut down the barbed wire around the bunker and organize a demolition team to blast it with explosives.

The mission of the fourth company is to attack this bunker.

However, before blasting, let's try it with the Type infantry artillery.

"Artillery, aim and bomb me!"

The commander of the fourth company who usually called "I" also changed into a more imposing "Lao Tzu" on the battlefield.

Two soldiers from the artillery squad pushed the 500-type infantry artillery and approached the position meters away from the bunker.

The short stature of the Type infantry artillery is the best cover.

After repeated training, the soldiers loaded the shells into the barrel very skillfully, aimed directly at the firing port at the bottom of the bunker, and pulled the rope.

There was a bang, a shell weighing 200 kilograms, and the shell was traveling at a speed of meters per second.

After seconds, it hit the concrete outer wall of the big bunker.

The wall was scraped off by the explosion of the shell, leaving a black mark.Broken flying stones splashed everywhere.

"Bombardment?!"

The Japanese army hiding in the bunker felt like an earthquake.

The roar of the explosion echoed in the bunker, making the brains of the shooting devils buzz.

The muzzle deviated, and the bullet flew to nowhere.

"Quick, look at the place where the explosion occurred!" A devil's sergeant yelled in fear, enduring the dizziness caused by the shelling.

They did not expect at all that the enemy would have weapons to attack fortifications.In this way, their fortress is not impregnable.

"Sir, the wall is not broken, he was stunned." The soldier roared loudly, his ears were also buzzing, and he couldn't hear his voice even if he lowered his voice.

It seems that the enemy's artillery is not enough to directly break the fortress.

A big stone fell in Sergeant Cao's heart, and he shouted: "Wake him up, fight back!"

Immediately, he also picked up a rifle and fired back through the shooting hole.

With the hazy moonlight and burning firelight, he vaguely saw many enemies.

Sergeant Cao's heart is desperate.

I don't know what it's like at the old mine, what about the Jiazhuang gun tower, when will there be reinforcements?

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