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Chapter 1350 It may not be possible to run out of one third

The heavy machine gun position that the Japanese had hastily arranged had no cover. Bullets flew towards us like a rain of bullets. All the machine gunners were shot in the chest and fell to the ground.

"Artillery cover and fire, death squads, use explosives to blow it up for me!" the commander of the regiment cried out heartbroken.

"Boom boom..."

Shells in groups of two kept hitting the car. Because the car didn't stop and kept moving forward, the hit rate was very low.

However, armed cars are not always passively bombed.

After three or four rounds of artillery shells, the artillery position was found by the vehicle-mounted heavy machine gun shooters.

With an effective range of more than one thousand meters, the heavy machine gun can easily hit artillery positions hundreds of meters away.

The shooter quickly turned the machine gun, put the artillery position into the sight, and then pulled the trigger without hesitation.

The gun fired, and bullets flew towards the artillery position like a rain of bullets.

Although the accuracy was not high, relying on the numerical advantage, it still killed and wounded many gunners, and several bullets hit the barrel of the gun, making a crisp metal impact sound.

In this case, the artilleryman had to lie on the ground to avoid bullets and was unable to continue shooting.

"The death squads attack, rush over immediately..." the commander ordered urgently.

The armed cars were surrounded by smoke from exploding artillery shells. With their cover, the death squads would still have a chance to rush over.

Once the smoke clears, no matter how many people the death squads rush over, they will still be targets for the armed vehicles.

More than a dozen Japanese soldiers screamed and rushed toward the armed vehicles. Some people were beaten to death, but most of the soldiers survived.

The armed car did not stop and continued to move forward, and soon the distance between them shortened to less than thirty meters.

There are nine people left in the death squad, and they will be able to rush to the car in three or four seconds.

The commander of the unit kept a close eye on their figures, wanting to see with his own eyes the scene of the armed car being blown up.

When the two sides were still twenty meters apart, a smile flashed across the serious face of the captain, as if victory was in sight.

"Bah, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang..."

At this critical moment, a burst of gunfire suddenly rang out next to the armed car, and the sound was very chaotic.

There was the sound of rifle shooting, the sound of pistols and submachine guns firing, and the sound of light machine gun fire...

The few suicide squad members in close proximity were like living targets, and they were all dead in just two seconds.

The front-line kamikaze was less than ten meters away from the armed car. If you gave him two more seconds, the armed car would be blown into a pile of scrap metal.

But a defeat is a defeat. No matter how desperate and unwilling the commander is, he can't change the ending of the death squads being completely destroyed.

"Sir, there are infantry protection behind the tank. They are coming. You must leave here immediately." The lieutenant team leader reminded anxiously.

"There are cars chasing me from behind. Where can I run to?" the commander shouted desperately.

I never expected that the garrison regiment would deploy infantry here, and I also understood why they did not send cavalry to protect the chariot.

If the guess was correct, those cavalrymen must have divided their troops to chase down the troops who were breaking out of the encirclement.

The other breakout troops did not have as many troops or as strong firepower as we did, and there were also many Imperial Alliance troops mixed in.

Under normal circumstances, more than ten cavalrymen can chase and fight behind a breakout force.

Before the breakout, the attacking cavalry still had more than half of its company. If they divided their forces to pursue the attack, at least five of the breakout troops would be chased and beaten by them.

Chariots and armed vehicles are protected by infantry, so they can be divided into groups and pursued without any worries.

Counting this way, another five or six breakout troops were chased by tanks and armed vehicles.

Whether they are chariots, armed cars, or cavalry, they are all very fast.

After killing the first group of breakout troops, if you are lucky enough, you will have a chance to hunt down the second group of breakout troops.

In his original plan, at least half of the troops would be able to escape after dividing their forces to break through. Calculated this way, even one third might not be possible.

Without the troops, what's the point of living alone?

Besides, he was being chased by an armed car. No matter how fast he ran on two legs, he couldn't run as fast as a car. How could he run?

The captain decided not to run away, and the expression of despair on his face was slowly replaced by determination.

The command sword in his hand was not put back into the scabbard, but he raised it high and shouted at the subordinates around him.

"Warriors, we are being chased by armed cars. There is no way to survive. Only by fighting to the death can we have hope."

"Everyone, follow me and charge forward and kill it with grenades!"

The commander of the regiment died. He was hit in the chest by a heavy machine gun bullet after running forward less than five meters.

On the Wushanao battlefield, the offensive troops of the two regiments have completely occupied the first line of defense of the Japanese and puppet troops.

Amidst the rumbling sound of artillery, a large amount of black smoke continued to rise from the second line of defense of the Japanese and puppet troops, like bamboo shoots after rain. It didn't take long for these black smoke columns to become one.

In the splashing firelight, soil, masonry, weapons and ammunition, and the corpses of Japanese and puppet soldiers were blown everywhere like a goddess scattering flowers.

The Japanese and puppet troops who stayed in the second position all lay down in the trench with their heads in their hands, praying that the next artillery shell would not hit them.

Thirty meters behind the position, hundreds of Japanese and puppet troops wielded shovels and hoes, using all their strength to dig trenches, intending to build a new defensive position at their feet.

One kilometer away, at the enemy headquarters of the garrison, Hong Linfeng looked at the scene on the high ground, his eyes shining.

Captain Zi Zhou also looked forward to it.

"Report to the head of the regiment, the mountain artillery position and the heavy mortar position report: they are ready to fire." A staff officer put down the phone and reported.

"Start attacking!" Li Hao ordered quickly and without any nonsense.

"Rumble..."

Less than two minutes after the order was issued, the dull sound of artillery sounded from several highlands around the battlefield.

Li Hao quickly raised his telescope and looked at the high ground where the Japanese and puppet troops were stationed.

More than a dozen fireballs rising into the sky were the first to enter his field of vision. After two or three seconds, a violent explosion came over.

The Japanese and puppet soldiers who were repairing the fortifications immediately threw away their shovels and rushed towards the nearest bunker as fast as they could.

The small mountaintop immediately became deserted due to the explosion.

Li Hao did not expect these artillery pieces to kill a few Japanese and puppet troops.

The real weapon against them is the more than one thousand kilograms of strong gunpowder buried on the top of the mountain.

The purpose of the bombardment was to blow up the soil buried in the upper layer of the explosives, detonate the explosives inside, and allow the nearby Japanese and puppet troops to take a good flight.

"Boom boom boom..."

Explosions continued, and fireballs soared into the sky, quickly turning the sky on the highlands red.

Li Hao's expression was calm and he did not react in any way to the explosion scene in front of him.

I silently calculated in my mind how many rounds of shells the artillery fired, how much soil on the top of the mountain was blown up, and how long it would take to expose the explosives...

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