boom! Boom boom! ...
A series of explosions started from the Sihang Warehouse and extended to a place 250 to 300 meters away.
The little devil's infantry and armored vehicles were all drowned in a sea of fire.
At this moment, the soldiers went crazy and threw grenades down as if they were free of charge. The Japanese infantry had no time to react before they were blown away one by one.
The little devil's chariot also stopped. Under the hail-like bombardment of grenades, the little devils in the car almost turned into concussed pigs.
Their minds were buzzing with the shock of the blast, the splash of shrapnel. Even though the little devil was huddled in his shell, he still felt extremely panicked.
They even felt that it was no longer safe inside the tank. If the explosion continued like this, even if they were carrying a turtle shell, it would not work.
"Baga, how many grenades do the Chinese have?"
A little Japanese tank soldier said in horror.
The other kid was smarter and suddenly remembered that the entire Guards Corps had been wiped out. All those grenades were gathered together. How many were there?
Thinking of this, the kid in the car had an urge to die. This was even more terrifying than when they were suddenly attacked by the enemy's heavy machine gun.
Burst by enemy heavy machine gun fire, at least within seconds, they were back to meet their Amaterasu.
But hiding in the car at this time, although the shrapnel of the grenade could not penetrate the steel plate, it was scary.
Some grenades even exploded on the top of their bodies, as if someone was smashing the tank with a 100-pound sledgehammer.
The powerful vibration force caused the entire tank to shake continuously. Various parts in the car made rattling and squeaking sounds.
Especially the ammunition magazine opened by the little devil kept opening and closing during the explosion, making clanking, clanging sounds. It was as if the cannonball inside might explode at any time.
"Baga, I can't stand it anymore, I want to go out."
A Japanese soldier finally collapsed and frantically tried to escape from the tank.
"Ozawa-kun, calm down, you must calm down!"
Another Japs caught him, hugged him tightly and dragged him back. Otherwise, once the hatch is opened, they will most likely die.
They hugged each other and shivered. But fortunately they are still alive.
But the eleven tanks and sixty or seventy Japanese infantrymen who were still about 150 meters away from them were not so lucky. They were encountering heavy shelling from Sun Shiyu.
Thirty-three rapid-fire rounds are enough for a little devil to drink a pot.
In the sweep of the explosion, the screams of the little devils and the explosion of the tank were heard continuously.
A 60mm caliber mortar shell is enough to destroy any light tank of the Little Devil.
After the tank was hit by a mortar shell, it began to burst into flames and a violent explosion occurred moments later.
Two hundred meters away, flames shot into the sky. Eleven chariots of imps and sixty or seventy imps were all drowned in the hysterical howling.
"Fight back! Start now!"
Dragon Boat Festival roared loudly, standing on the anti-aircraft gun.
His roar spread from the roof of Sihang Warehouse to the third floor, second floor, and even the first floor of Sihang Warehouse.
Shangguan Zhibiao was extremely excited when he heard the roar of the Dragon Boat Festival!
He could finally avenge Wan Liguo and those dead soldiers.
It can also be said that he has been waiting for this moment, and his heart was almost overwhelmed by the sacrifice of his comrades and the arrogance of the little devil.
He pulled out the pistol from his waist and roared loudly: "Brothers! Charge! Blow up the little devil's chariot for me."
"kill!"
The soldiers roared then.
Like Shangguan Zhibiao, they saw the fall of their comrades one by one and the incomparable bombardment of the little Japanese, and they felt extremely sad and angry in their hearts.
They are like volcanoes about to erupt.
They roared like tigers and wolves, and rushed out of the Sihang Warehouse like a rolling wave, rushing towards the little devil's chariot.
Amidst the soldiers' shouts of killing, the Japanese in the car felt as if they had been awakened from a nightmare.
They panicked and looked out through the machine gun holes. They were suddenly frightened and broke into cold sweats.
The Chinese came to kill them. Some of them were carrying explosive bags, and some of them were covered with grenades.
This is a bunch of lunatics! They couldn't imagine what kind of people they were fighting.
"Back off! Back off!"
The Japanese captain shouted hysterically and ordered the driver to reverse.
The driver was in a hurry, but he finally shifted into reverse gear, and the tank moved quickly.
And at the same time, the machine gunners in the tanks aimed at the soldiers who rushed out of the Sihang Warehouse and fired wildly.
Chuchuchu! Chuchuchu! ...
Bullets came like raindrops, and the two dozen soldiers at the front were shot one after another.
The soldiers' bodies were shot through, and the bullet holes in some were as big as goose eggs.
One of the soldiers vomited blood and got up from the ground, but was shot by the Japs again.
The soldier was shot in at least seven or eight places on his body. If it were an ordinary person, he would be hit by seven or eight machine gun bullets. Even if he didn't die at the time, he probably wouldn't be able to move.
But this soldier, relying on his tenacious willpower, crawled forward with difficulty. In one of his hands, he was dragging a bundle of grenades.
"Liu Fang!"
The soldiers hiding in the trenches behind them to avoid enemy machine gun fire shouted loudly.
However, at this moment, more soldiers who had been shot and knocked down got up again one by one.
"Brothers are hiding, let's blow up the tanks!"
One, two, three,...seven, eight,...thirteen soldiers who were shot but not dead and covered in blood got up from the ground again.
They loudly warned their comrades to hide.
But they once again braved the enemy's bullets and rushed forward!
They ran with all their strength, and the explosive pack in their hands lit the fuse. The safety tabs of all the grenades bundled on his body were torn off!
At this moment, the smoke obscured their bodies. In the eyes of their comrades, their figures gradually became blurred, but they became extremely tall.
At this time, choking, crying, and angry voices intertwined into a swan song of war!
"Brothers! Have a good trip!"
Shangguan Zhibiao roared loudly and saluted the soldiers who rushed towards the Japanese chariot.
At this moment, all the soldiers of the independent battalion, the soldiers of the new battalion, the soldiers of the first battalion, and the soldiers of the second battalion saluted and paid the highest respect to their comrades and their heroes!
Boom!
Huge explosions followed, and the two little devils' tanks were blown to pieces in this violent explosion! ...
