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Chapter 419 Battle on the top of the slope 3

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    At the same time, the mortar team was also ready on the flank and began to bombard the fourth regiment's position on the slope.

    With the roar of artillery shells, the Japanese mortar shells fell on Xia Yang and their positions.

    The moment the explosion sounded, the Japanese cavalry also entered the smoke screen and began to move to the dense forest on the flanks.

    The reason why we chose to set off when the explosion occurred was actually to use the roar of the artillery shells to cover the sound of the horses as they advanced.

    ¡°Obviously, they succeeded, amidst the violent explosions.  More than fifty horses galloped across the snow, their sound almost completely muffled.

    "Zhang Zhihui! Jiang Zhongshu! The kid's cannons have gone off, you can just fart for them!" Chen Shiliang shouted over there.

    Before he could finish shouting, a cannonball landed not far away from him. The snow foam and mud it kicked up poured directly into his mouth.

    The two people whose names he called were members of the temporarily formed mortar team.

    In the previous battle with the Southern Squadron, they not only defeated the Japanese Southern Squadron, but also killed the Southern Squadron.  At the same time, a Japanese mortar squad was successfully eliminated and two Taisho 11-type mortars were captured.

    There were four mortars in the original mortar squad.  It exists as the supporting firepower of the brigade.

    "But when these little devils were about to die, they stuffed grenades into two of the guns and blew up the barrels.  Only two doors are still functional.

    In the fourth battalion, there are many new soldiers who were recruited from the ancient city of Mongolia and Yuan Dynasty.

    Some of them have received training in the mortar squad. Jiang Zhongshu and Zhang Zhihui have even fired a few rounds of live ammunition.

    Hearing the shouts of their battalion commander, Zhang Zhihui, who was tall and lean, stretched out his long neck and looked towards the area where the Japanese smoke bombs were released.

    At the edge of the smoke screen, the Japanese attack team had already rushed out and began to attack the hillside on their side.

    These Japanese troops were in groups of three or five, showing a half-moon-shaped skirmish line.  There were more people on the wings, but not so many in the center of the skirmish line.

    ??Obviously, they focused their offense on the flanks.  Rather than the central area that is vulnerable to crossfire from heavy machine guns on both wings.

    "The kid's head is not that strong! He also knows where to hide our heavy machine gun. Lao Zhang, have you adjusted the mortar?" Jiang Zhongshu stretched his long neck to look down and asked Zhang Zhihui behind him.  .

    Zhang Zhihui used the snowflakes on the ground to wipe the mud off his face.  The kid's bombing just now also left a lot of mud on his face.

    "Hurry up and shrink your long neck! Forget how Lao Liu died. The kid's gun was very accurate. Lao Liu just stretched his neck outside to look, and his head was blown off in one fell swoop.  "Zhang Zhihui reminded Jiang Zhongshu.

    Jiang Zhongshu said with a smile: "The little devil is still more than 500 meters away from here. When they shoot, they are only more than 200 meters away. This is more than 200 meters away. The bullets may have drifted somewhere.  Woolen cloth!"

    As soon as he finished speaking, the helmet he was wearing made a "bang" sound.

    Jiang Zhongshu was stunned for a second and quickly lay down on the snow.

    Zhang Zhihui, who was behind him, laughed heartlessly and said: "Hahaha, if your neck is longer, the helmet can't protect your head, so you can go down there and drink with Lao Liu."

    Jiang Zhongshu looked at the bullet marks on his helmet. The stray bullet just now hit his helmet directly.

    "If it weren't for the fact that the distance was too far, the power of the bullet would be greatly reduced. According to the penetration power of the little devil's Sanba Gaier, even if he was wearing a helmet, his head would be penetrated directly.

    "Okay, stop laughing, have you adjusted? Hurry and kill the stupid little Japanese." Jiang Zhongshu almost lost his life, and this was the time to get angry.

    Zhang Zhihui put a mortar shell in, and with a muffled sound, the mortar shell was launched.

    Jiang Zhongshu stretched his neck and looked down again. It was obvious that the stray bullet just now did not make him remember much.

    After nearly two seconds of flight, the mortar shell landed at the feet of the charging Japanese team in the distance.  The two little devils were more unlucky and won the first prize directly, and were blown away by the mortar bomb.

    "No problem! Let's start! Let the little devils also have a taste of being bombarded by mortars." Jiang Zhongshu cheered, and then forcedUnable to wait, he rolled to the side of another mortar and put a shell into it.

    During the break between Japanese mortar bombardments, Xia Yang and Hu San observed the charging Japanese troops.  I found that they were still more than 400 meters away from here.

    "Commander, this time the little devil has learned the lesson and put the mortars in the trench to bombard us." Hu San said to Xia Yang next to him.

    Xia Yang said: "I see it, if they don't learn to be smarter, then they will be a bunch of fucking pigs!"

    As he spoke, he aimed the sniper rifle in his hand at a Japanese sergeant rushing in front.

    "Hit!" He thought silently in his heart, and then exploded the Japanese sergeant's head.

    Although Xia Yang opened fire, the soldiers on the position maintained restraint.  If the Japanese troops are not placed at a distance of two to three hundred meters, firing now is simply a waste of bullets.

    Although the Japanese sergeant¡¯s head was blown off, the Japanese soldiers behind him did not stop advancing, but continued to charge through the snow.

    They have experienced too many such scenes, so they have no fear at all.

    "Tuanzi, your marksmanship is still as good as before!" Hu San did not miss the opportunity and hurriedly flattered Xia Yang.

    Xia Yang adjusted the magnification of the scope, and then said: "Show me the Japs heavy machine gun position, and I'll see if I can kill a heavy machine gun."

    Hu San observed with a telescope for a while, and immediately said: "Three o'clock direction! There is a Type 92 heavy machine gun, and it is screaming happily! It has been suppressing the position on our left."

    Xia Yang looked to his right front, and there was indeed a Japanese heavy machine gun position over there.

    Because the range of heavy machine guns is longer than that of ordinary rifles.  Therefore, when our own infantry charges, we often use the rear flanks to provide fire cover for the charging soldiers and suppress the enemy's positions.

    When the Japanese troops came out of the smoke screen, the Japs began to shoot at Xia Yang and their positions from the machine gun positions on the flanks.

    "The Japs' machine gunners were quite accurate! They just suppressed the machine gun positions on our flanks." Xia Yang said, aiming at the Japanese machine gun positions.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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