Guan Shijie smoked heavily and glanced impatiently at the female health worker who was bandaging his wounds.
"Get the guy next door, hurry up..."
He scolded her fiercely, followed the cowhide gun belt hanging around his neck to find his box gun, and rubbed his hand on his leg to turn on the machine.
Finally, with trembling hands, he tied up Guan Shijie's wound. He picked up the female health worker by her neck collar, pushed her into the corner of the sandbag, and yelled viciously.
"Stay."
He stood up on his own and used the opium in the spiked cigarettes to relieve the pain. He saw that all the wounded soldiers who had just been injured were gone. There was a burst of fire for no reason, and the box cannon in his hand tilted sideways and the gun "squeaked".
They swept at the Japanese soldiers intermittently.
With such a dense formation, there is no fear of missing a hit.
Just when he finished shooting a shuttle and wanted to change the magazine, he realized that he had lost his left hand.
"I scolded the guy next door."
Just stop thinking about changing bullets and just look around, looking for a sapper shovel or a bayonet or something.
But there was nothing, just broken bricks and tiles all over the floor.
Having no choice but to weigh a brick, he was about to rush outside.
"Uncle, let me change the bullet for you."
The female health worker boldly tried to stand up, but Guan Shijie stepped on her shoulder and took out a shuttle from the bullet bag on her chest and threw it to her.
"Don't get up, just lie there and change."
Taking advantage of the female hygienist's trick of changing bullets, he squinted and looked out from the side of the hole.
His heart sank. Neither the wounded soldiers' counterattack nor his own attack could stop the Japanese advance.
They slowly approached the large hole on the first floor of the east wall again. Although their steps were hesitant, as if they were ready to escape at any moment, they still kept moving forward.
"Bad food..."
Looking around, I saw that there was not just one hole in the first floor of the east wall, but a series of four large holes.
There were helmet mines scattered all over the ground, but there were only a few casualties among the mine operators.
"It seems...it's time..."
He picked up the helmet and hung it on his chest, spitting aside,
"It really stinks, that Mi Tai thing... you, get out of here, I don't want any girls on my front."
The little female soldier who was frightened by him argued in a low voice,
"Uncle, I can help you change bullets."
Looking at the fear but hidden stubbornness in the little female soldier's eyes, Guan Shijie felt that he didn't want to curse anymore, so he just said two words in a hoarse voice,
"Hide well."
After that, he lifted his foot out of the wall, and "squeaked" another shuttle towards the Japanese soldiers who were surrounding him.
As a bearded man, he didn't even have to take aim. Even if he fired a series of shots, he could ensure that the gun would bite the flesh and the bullet would crush the soul.
He grabbed the steel helmet and was about to rush into the crowd of Japanese soldiers when a shout suddenly came from behind.
"Get down."
Guan Shijie could tell that it was Captain Tao's voice, and a fire brigade-like pistol platoon arrived on the first floor.
He obeyed the instructions and lay down, trying to take off the helmet from his neck. But because of the pressure on his body, he couldn't pull it off, which made him a little panicked.
"Damn Mabi, it's just not worth it to blow yourself up when reinforcements come in."
"Give"
Just at this moment, a soft voice sounded, and the little health soldier came out with him. At this time, he reached out and took off the belt hanging the helmet and handed it to him.
"Stupid bitches..."
While cursing, he pressed the belt of the helmet bomb and threw the heavy helmet bomb directly into the pile of Japanese soldiers not far away. Then he pressed the girl's head firmly to the ground with his arm.
At this time, intensive gunshots rang out from behind. Twenty rounds of German-made shots were fired in succession. Compared with the 38-meter rifle at a distance of thirty meters, the firepower was as blazing as the weapons of God.
A group of Japanese soldiers fell in a hail of bullets. "Boom" helmet mines exploded in the crowd, and a large number of Japanese Marines were overturned.
At the same time, the roar of the sheepherds artillery team observers was heard from upstairs.
"Thirty ahead, air bomb, drop"
The grenade, which could not be seen clearly in the night, fell, and the sky burst into flames.
The shrapnel made a tiny crackling sound on the helmet. Guan Shijie, who had never known fear, was a little afraid that if a soldier threw a grenade too close, it would blow up the little female soldier under his arm.
"Climb, crawl back quickly."
At the same time, Zhang Sixing on the roof was shouting orders,
"Gunner, hit the gunner, hit the gunner quickly..."
When the snipers and precision shooters heard Zhang Sixing's shouts, they almost turned their guns at the same time.
However, the Japanese gunners on the gun positions could not be seen clearly on the battlefield that was already in chaos.
The dark night gave the Japanese Marine Corps artillery the greatest cover.
"Turn on the lights, turn on the searchlight for me, three seconds, remember to only turn it on for three seconds...I don't believe it...let me shine their artillery..."
Hearing Zhang Sixing's order, the soldiers of the German Arms Division guarding the searchlight looked at their commander.
"Look at you Mabi, if Chief Zhang asked you to turn on the light, why don't you turn on the light and shine it at the Japanese artillery team?"
Five hundred meters is simply not something that the German mechanic's searchlight can illuminate, and the most that can be seen is faintly blurry.
Just as the Marine Corps gunners were loading artillery shells and preparing to bombard again, suddenly a bright searchlight came from the Sihang Warehouse opposite.
Almost at the same time that the lights came on, the figures of the gunners of the Japanese navy, who were a little careless due to the dark night, were exposed under the lights.
Some wise veterans shouted,
"hidden"
However, just three seconds of light brought death to the artillery positions of the Japanese Marine Corps.
Five hundred meters is not a far distance for a talented sniper equipped with a six-times rifle scope.
Bullets roared in, and even the two mortars and two infantry guns in Sihang Warehouse were unwilling to speak alone.
The bullets took away the lives of all the gunners who did not know how to hide, and then four shells with four shots fell on the artillery position.
"That's it. How can we suppress the attack on Sihang Warehouse without cannons?"
The soldiers of the Japanese Marine Corps were not optimistic about infantry light weapons support. After all, the guys upstairs used grenades and mines most often at night, weapons that no one could suppress at all.
The commanding officer of the Marine Corps, who was attacking on the ground, wanted to take advantage of this moment to attack again, when suddenly violent explosions came from under the three buildings in the shape of a triangle that were used as fire support.
The ground shook, and the three buildings slowly stood down like a fat woman.
The broken bricks and tiles downstairs were activated by explosives, throwing the shadow of death in all directions. Everyone nearby was either knocked down by the broken bricks or buried alive by large piles of bricks and stones.
Then the air waves formed by the explosives were like the magic fog in hell, sweeping across the nearby land in a circular shape. From the ruins, strange screams could be heard.
The concentrated machine guns, grenade launchers, snipers, and headquarters were all reduced to ashes in an instant by the time bombs deployed by Zhang Sixing in advance and the explosives subsequently supplemented by the German weapon master.
At this time, the Japanese Marines who were still lying on the ground, trying to launch the final attack, were paralyzed.
Their offensive command post was built in one of those three buildings in order to avoid the ubiquitous snipers.
Looking up at the monster-like strong building in front of me, are they going to attack it or not?
It doesn't matter whether they attack or not, because Zhang Sixing is going to lead a counterattack.