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Chapter 1,753 The bloody battle in Dongling Town

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    The entire Dongling Town was temporarily transformed into a military fortress.

    Every house in the town is connected by trenches.  There are bed boards and door boards on the roof to build bridges, allowing the machine gun positions on the roof to be moved within a wider range.

    On the ground, they also built a large number of fortifications. Even in the face of heavy artillery bombardment by the Japanese army, those fortifications could provide good cover for the soldiers.

    In front of the town, there is a large number of barbed wire fences connected with wooden stakes.  If the Japanese infantry wanted to advance quickly, they needed to clear these barbed wire fences one by one.

    At the rear of the town, the logistics support troops formed by the common people were also ready for battle.

    At this time, the entire town has become a military fortress.  Sandbags were even piled on the windows of every house in the town.

    Thousands of soldiers from the 68th Company of the Japanese Army began to launch a fierce attack on Dongling Town from three directions at the same time just after the shelling.

    Dongling Town is located in a plain area, with almost no terrain to hold on to.  But with complete communication trenches and a large amount of barbed wire, they still built a line of defense.

    These Japanese soldiers still did not change their arrogance as they advanced.

    If Okamura Neiji were supervising the battle here at this time, he would be furious and remove the Japanese frontline commander.

    Because the Japanese troops charging at this time did not even carry out the basic "echelon advancement" properly.  The entire army was advancing towards Dongling Town as if on a walk.

    These Japanese soldiers looked at the town surrounded by barbed wire in the distance, and the trenches that were several kilometers long in front of them.  I was wondering if their shelling just now had scared off these Chinese troops.

    After all, they often encountered this kind of situation when they were on the battlefield in South China.

    The shelling here ended, and when they rushed to the national army position, they found that the enemy had dispersed, and they were not even interested in planting a single landmine.

    At this time, inside the trench, the soldiers were unscrewing the caps of grenades so that they could directly pull the cord and throw them at the Japanese army during the battle.

    Among these soldiers, you can also see some people from Hebi City who came here voluntarily to support their battle.

    The role of these common people is very simple, that is, to hand grenades or bullets to the soldiers fighting.  Others are responsible for transporting various supplies and transferring the wounded and sick.

    Most of their expressions were very nervous, and some people even wanted to raise their heads to see the situation of the Japanese troops outside.

    But these veterans of the Airborne Division are actually very calm.

    A young soldier who looked to be in his early twenties, but had actually been in the army for four years, smiled at a civilian next to him who was unscrewing the cap of a grenade.

    "My dear, tell me, is it time for that little devil to come over?" The commoner opposite him was an honest and honest farmer.

    When he said these words at this time, he revealed a mouth of slightly yellow teeth, just like the color of mature wheat on this land.

    The soldier finished checking the rifle in his hand, and then said: "Don't worry, there are still two to three hundred meters. We will shoot again when the little devil gets closer."

    The farmer said: "Now, if you shoot with this gun, you can kill a lot of little devils."

    The soldier waved his hand and said with a humble smile on his young face: "No, do you see the rotating machine gun over there? That's called Gatling, they are real guys. I'll finish the bullets in this magazine.  It would be nice if you could kill a little devil."

    After saying this, he had already cocked the gun.

    The farmer followed the direction of his finger and looked at the Gatling gun position not far away.

    That strange-looking gun looked like a briquette. At this time, six dark muzzles were pointed at the front.

    "Tell me, can I be a soldier? I also want to kill Japanese soldiers." The farmer asked.

    The young soldier smiled, then pointed at the rifle in his hand and said: "If you want to be a soldier and learn how to shoot, pull it here, then point the muzzle at the little devil, press here, and you can kill the little devil."

    As soon as he finished speaking, a red signal flare had already risen into the air.

    The smile on the young soldier's face suddenly disappeared, replaced by a murderous look on his face.

    This soldier immediatelyThe cat bent down and stuck out the muzzle of the gun, exposing one-third of his head.  Like a hunter who has discovered prey.

    ¡°Bang bang!!!¡±

    The sound of gunfire rang out, echoing from the Dongling Town position over the smoke-filled wilderness.

    The young soldier pulled the trigger, then quickly pulled the bolt, pulled the trigger again, and fired bullets towards the Japanese troops ahead.

    At this time, the farmer beside him realized that the battle had finally begun.

    ¡°Bullets!!!¡±

    The young soldier roared, no longer as friendly as before, like a sledgehammer, hitting the farmer's eardrum hard.

    He shook his head, hurriedly took out a row of five bullets from the ammunition box below, and handed it to the young soldier's hands.

    The soldier took the bullet and quickly installed it in the magazine. He continued to pull the bolt and aimed to shoot.

    At this time, the farmer heard the gunfire intensify.  And mixed in with it, there were rumbling explosions.

    A Japanese mortar shell exploded not far away, blowing up the soil directly and then falling on his head.

    This made the farmer subconsciously hold his head. When he opened his eyes again, he found that there was a blackened head in the ammunition box under him.

    The mortar shell fired by the Japanese army just now blew the head of an Airborne Division soldier away and landed right in front of him.

    "Ah!!! Oh my god!!" (Remember this website address: www.hlnovel.com
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