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Chapter 58 Kill the chicken with a bull's knife!
The shooting parameters of the field cannon had been adjusted by Wang Chengzhu long ago, only waiting for Li Yunlong's order.

After receiving Li Yunlong's order, Wang Chengzhu rushed back and shouted: "Armor-piercing bullets!"

A gunner with a big waist and a round waist immediately brought a 6.4 kg armor-piercing shell from the shell box.

Wang Chengzhu took the shell and stuffed it into the barrel, then closed the gate, and stepped back a few steps, holding the matchlock in his hand.

"Zhuzi, fire!" Li Yunlong's rough voice rang in Wang Chengzhu's ear again.

Wang Chengzhu pulled the matchlock back without hesitation, and there was a muffled bang from the muzzle of the gun, the body of the gun suddenly shook, and a cloud of dust swirled around.

The shell rushed out of the barrel in an instant, drew an arc across the night sky, and smashed towards the periphery of the devil's stronghold.

The entire field gun weighs more than 2300 kilograms. It was disassembled, transported by mules and manpower, and then assembled. Its effective range is 8.5 kilometers.

The artillery position was about 1 kilometer away from the stronghold, and the devil's searchlights could only shoot up to 400 meters away, while the attacking troops of the first battalion had already touched the position of 500 meters.

As the shells rushed out of the barrel, both Li Yunlong and Wang Chengzhu, as well as the soldiers, stared closely at the opposite stronghold.

Through the field of vision of the telescope, Li Yunlong saw a large flame and dust cloud rising from the periphery of the stronghold. After about two seconds, the sound of the explosion came.

After the explosion, Li Yunlong took a closer look and saw a huge V-shaped gap in the wall of the stronghold.

"Zhuzi, you fucking screwed up!" Li Yunlong cursed, "The gun tower is on the right!"

"Test firing..." Wang Chengzhu explained to Li Yunlong while readjusting the shooting parameters, "Commander, this is a test fire."

Li Yunlong: "Hurry up, fuck the mother again!"

Suddenly, the searchlights at the opposite stronghold went out, and the devil realized that his own searchlights had provided parameters for the artillerymen of the Eighth Route.

However, Wang Chengzhu still had a solution, and he could only hear him shouting in the dark: "Two flares!"

After a while, there were only two muffled bangs from the artillery battery position, and two flares shot towards the sky above the Huting stronghold with pale tail flames.

Of the 4800 mortar shells provided by Chen Feng to the Xinyi Regiment, there were 400 illumination shells and 400 smoke shells.

As the flares rose, the sky above the Huting stronghold was illuminated like daylight.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wang Chengzhu quickly readjusted the shooting parameters, and re-inserted an armor-piercing bullet into the barrel.

If the cannon fails to hit again, the cannon can only be advanced 500 meters and aimed directly with the gun scope.

Before the flare was extinguished, Wang Chengzhu blew the matchlock, and another armor-piercing bullet rushed out of the barrel in an instant.

I saw huge flames and dust rising from the gun tower ten meters to the right of the impact point, and the gun tower collapsed in a violent explosion, with broken stones flying.

As the dust and mist were quickly blown away by the wind, Li Yunlong raised his binoculars to see that the entire blockhouse was blown up in half.

Seeing this scene, Li Yunlong grinned slightly: "Well done, Zhuzi, don't save shells, keep firing, and blow up the little devil's bunker!"

Immediately afterwards, two more flares flew into the sky, providing Wang Chengzhu with a vision to illuminate the night sky.

Taking advantage of the vision provided, Wang Chengzhu quickly adjusted the shooting parameters, and after a while, another armor-piercing projectile was fired.

The devil's bunker was easily torn through like paper in front of the armor-piercing shells, and the shells entered the bunker and exploded.

Boom——Violent explosion flames and smoke escaped from the shooting holes of the bunker, the devils and puppet soldiers inside died suddenly on the spot, and the firepower at the shooting holes instantly misfired.

On the front there was only a bunker of the devils, with flames still gushing out from the firing holes, and the sound of machine guns screaming wildly.

However, due to the distance of more than 500 meters, the devils did not know where the soldiers of the Eighth Route were, so they could only shoot aimlessly.

It seems that the sound of machine gun firing can bring a sense of security, but as a blockhouse and a blockhouse were destroyed, the remaining devils and traitors in the blockhouse panicked.

"Report to the squadron leader!" A devil soldier hurried into the main gun building, and said to Taro Tanaka, "The front gun tower and a bunker have been destroyed by the Eight Route Army!"

"Nani?" Taro Tanaka's expression became extremely ugly upon hearing this.

Although he heard the sound of the cannon, he also knew that it was at least as powerful as a 75mm field cannon or mountain cannon.

But it never expected that the Eight Route Army would kill a blockhouse and a bunker with just a few shots.

Damn Balu, in addition to mortars, they also used mountain artillery.

With this level of equipment, using it to attack the Huting stronghold is simply an overkill!
Just the few brick and tile blockhouses in the Huting stronghold and the number of people less than 400, it is not even enough to fill the gaps between the eight roads.

Thinking of this, Taro Tanaka shivered, and the Huting stronghold may be in danger today.

While he was in a daze, there was another violent explosion outside, and Taro Tanaka quickly looked out through the shooting hole.

I saw the last blockhouse on the front exploded under the bombardment of the eight routes, and the dust and mist rose rapidly among the broken stones.

Taro Tanaka couldn't sit still anymore, he walked quickly to the phone, grabbed the phone, and shook the handle at the same speed as he had been single for thirty years.

"Mosimoxi?"

"Mosimoxi?"

"Mosimoxi?"

Tanaka Taro called three times in a row, one higher than the other, but still did not get any response.

"Squadron leader!" Ghost Sergeant guessed, "Maybe Balu cut the phone line!"

"Baga! Road!" Tanaka Taro threw the phone on the ground angrily, and the weak phone broke into several pieces in an instant.

"Order the soldiers to guard!" Tanaka Taro looked at the Sergeant with a dark look in his eyes, "Major Okazaki is already on his way to help!"

"Hi!" Devil Jun Cao suddenly nodded, and walked out quickly.

At this time, the Huting stronghold had lost its frontal firepower.

The commander of the first battalion, Zhang Dabiao, was impatient for a long time. The moment he received the order to attack, he stood up abruptly, and then slammed the military cap on his head to the ground.

The next moment, Zhang Dabiao's long howl rose into the sky: "Comrades, follow me!"

"kill--"

There was a sound of shouting and killing, and the soldiers of the assault company rushed towards the stronghold like a tide, holding submachine guns.

Behind the assault company is the first battalion and second company.

"Fire cover!" Wang Chengzhu yelled at the artillery on the artillery company's position behind.

There is a distance of 500 meters between the first battalion and the stronghold, and it takes two to three minutes to run at full speed. It also needs to face the firepower of the devils and pass through the trenches blocking the stronghold.

There are barbed wire fences on both sides of the trench, and only a suspension bridge that can be lifted can pass through. The trench is not filled with water, but it is full of mines and bamboo guns.

(End of this chapter)