Bright Sword: I built Italian cannons for Li Yunlong

"Snapped!"

The main searchlight went out immediately, plunging the area in front of the fortress into complete darkness.

"Great marksmanship! Who shot that?!"

"That's fucking awesome."

Li Yunlong asked.

One of the soldiers said, "It's our Political Commissar Zhao."

Upon hearing this, Li Yunlong was stunned for a long time.

At Huanggu Fort, because the searchlights had been shot down, the Japanese soldiers on the stockade walls could not see the faces of the troops who had escaped back.

"Baka! We've been ambushed by the Chinese army! Open the door! Open the door quickly!"

The Japanese-speaking soldiers in Li Yunlong's assault team shouted desperately in Japanese, their voices filled with panic, as they ran towards the fortress as if fleeing for their lives.

The other soldiers around him imitated the puppet troops, shouting, "Imperial Army, save us! The Eighth Route Army is attacking!"

The scene became incredibly chaotic.

The Japanese and puppet troops on the gate tower were somewhat caught off guard by this sudden change.

Especially after the lights are turned off, it's even harder to see what the person looks like.

The Japanese captain on duty shouted in Japanese, "Password! Give me the password, or you are not allowed to approach!"

But the "desperate soldiers" below seemed to be in complete disarray, only concerned with knocking on the door and ignoring the password.

What alarmed them even more was that, although the pursuing Eighth Route Army was still far away, they were hit by a number of accurate sniper shots, and the defenders behind the battlements were constantly being hit.

This further exacerbated the chaos on the gate tower.

In the midst of this brief chaos and hesitation, the assault team had already scrambled across the last open area and successfully reached the foot of the stockade wall.

At this moment, the machine gun fire from the fortress began to intensify, with the ammunition belts from the two machine gun muzzles forming two intersecting whips of fire that lashed at the pursuing Eighth Route Army.

However, the pursuers were positioned just outside the machine gun's range and were not hit by the fortress's machine gun. But faced with the threat of the machine gun, the pursuers knew they had no choice but to retreat to the side.

At this moment, the Japanese soldiers on the stockade finally breathed a sigh of relief.

They started shining flashlights and looking down at the village wall.

"Password!"

The Japanese captain on the gate tower finally realized that something was wrong with this friendly force. At this moment, this "defeated" army was not only hiding in the shadows of the corner, but also did not respond to any password requests from beginning to end.

"Enemy attack! They're fakes!" A terrified cry had just rang out.

However, it was too late.

"Fire!" With Li Yunlong's order from a distance, several light and heavy machine guns that had been lying in ambush on the flanks and had been aimed for a long time opened fire almost simultaneously.

The scorching bullets rained down on the gate tower and nearby battlements as if they were free, instantly covering them.

Those Japanese and puppet troops who had just realized what was happening and tried to raise their guns to fire were all knocked down before they could react effectively.

Meanwhile, Eighth Route Army soldiers below the stockade wall threw Molotov cocktails onto the wall.

The flames spread across the stockade wall in an instant, like a fire dragon.

In an instant, the entire stockade wall was transformed into a fiery inferno.

The enemy's fortified machine guns unleashed their firepower once again, the rapidly sweeping ammunition belts instantly suppressing the Eighth Route Army's light machine gun fire.

However, Li Yunlong was not one to be bullied, and he also brought out the two heavy machine guns that had been seized from Wanjia Town.

"Shoot him, you son of a bitch, do you think I don't have a heavy machine gun?"

Because Li Yunlong had previously emphasized to the soldiers that they should not conserve bullets, the Eighth Route Army's heavy machine guns were firing at full power this time.

Two Type 92 heavy machine guns unleashed a barrage of bullets at the main body of the fortress and the direction of the main firing ports. Although they could not directly destroy the fortifications, they created a powerful suppressive fire, immediately attracting the attention and firepower of the vast majority of the fortress's defenders.

In the midst of the noise and chaos, they briefly forgot about the small group of routed soldiers who had just reached the base of the wall.

Meanwhile, the assault team members pressed against the cold wall of the village were quickly deploying several grenade launchers.

These men were the most experienced grenade launcher operators in the entire Independent Regiment. They knelt on one knee and quickly adjusted their Type 89 grenade launchers.

Meanwhile, the other soldiers quickly opened the drawstring bags on their backs and took out specially made shells.

"First round, test firing!" the captain commanded in a low voice.

With a muffled thud, the shell flew into the darkness, tracing an arc.

"Boom!" The first volley of shells exploded almost entirely outside the bunker, near the firing ports.

Flames erupted instantly, and although they did not directly enter the firing port, the exploding flames and billowing smoke immediately enveloped the area around the firing port.

This is a gasoline incendiary bomb specially made by Zhou Zhen using mercury fulminate as a collision fuse after synthesizing mercury fulminate.

After the napalm explodes, it adheres firmly to the fortress and continues to burn.

Although the flames could not penetrate the fortress, the thick smoke from the burning rubber did get in with the wind.

Immediately, the machine gun fire on this side briefly went silent.

"To the left, too high. Adjust the angle and keep going." The captain calmly assessed the situation, showing no discouragement at the missed shot.

After calmly readjusting their attack angle, the soldiers fired again.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Immediately afterwards, the second, the third... were launched in succession.

This time, the Molotov cocktail's trajectory was exceptionally precise, tracing a near-perfect parabola in the air before penetrating one of the main firing ports precisely.

"Bang! Boom!"

A muffled thud came from inside the bunker, and in an instant, the firing port spewed out blazing flames, followed by billowing black smoke.

The bunker instantly transformed into a living hell. The agonizing screams could be faintly heard even from the battlefield outside. The firing port was completely silenced, leaving only the crackling of flames burning inside and the chilling wails.

Moreover, because the air inside the entire bunker was interconnected, the thick smoke also flowed into other firing ranges, which immediately affected the firepower of other firing ports.

"They've broken in! They've broken in!" The assault team members at the base of the wall almost cheered.

"Concentrate fire and shoot at the other firing port!" the assault captain continued to command calmly.

With the experience of their first success, the grenade launcher operators were greatly encouraged, and in just one round, several incendiary bombs fell into the firing port.

"boom!"

Then came the second and the third.

Soon, the same scene repeated itself.

With the two main machine gun positions cut off, the bunker's threat was greatly reduced.

Although there were still sporadic firing positions on the flanks, the effectiveness of the crossfire had been greatly reduced.

Li Yunlong, who had been keeping a close eye on the battle from a distance with his binoculars, saw the two main firing ports of the bunker spew out deadly flashes one after another.

He then knew that his plan had succeeded.

He abruptly put down the binoculars, and shouted at the top of his lungs:

"Bugler! Sound the charge! Charge! Take Huanggu Fort!"

"Drip-drip-drip-drip-"

A loud and stirring bugle call suddenly resounded through the night sky.

"Kill them!"

"Charge! Take the Japanese stronghold!"