The first thing that was unlucky was the gun distance observer standing on the side of the infantry cannon.

A Japanese infantry cannon was basically operated by a small team of fifteen people, and the division of labor was very detailed, including gunners, observation hands and ammunition hands.

The 70mm infantry gun weighing 200 kilograms is already an excellent battalion-level fire support gun, but its transportation is still a troublesome, especially for the Japanese army, which is also not very mechanized.

The fifteen-person artillery squad, most of the half-man are ammunition soldiers who need to participate in the infantry artillery body and ammunition transportation.

The gun distance observer that the shell hits first is one of the core members of the infantry artillery squad. Losing the observation hand is similar to the artillery losing its eyes.

Then, the shells that penetrated the sandbags and cigar-sized along the fortification penetrated directly into the upper part of the neck of the observer. The huge kinetic energy directly blows his head into blood mist, while moving forward, just hitting the steel gun shield of the infantry cannon behind him.

The shell with weakened kinetic energy did not give up its pace of continuing to run wildly, and the warhead that was bounced away by the steel shield became a jump without any rules.

Then he hit the gunner who had just stood up on the other side of the infantry cannon again, and the deformed warhead hit the gunner's soft abdomen, instantly piercing, leaving a terrifying wound that was comparable to the size of a dish. Then he hit the sandbag on the other side of the fortification, making a hole the size of a teacup showed that the shell had come.

The other two shells were penetrated almost at the same time, but this time the Japanese army was lucky because the bullet point was high and the several ammunition players behind them were basically bent over and "huh" to carry the shells, so they were lucky enough to avoid the kiss of the shells.

But the artillery squad leader who was responsible for issuing orders and holding the small flag was not so lucky. Although his height was not more than 1.6 meters, he was really standing too straight, causing the rushing shells to hit his 90s helmet.

The steel helmet that can prevent rock-falling bulletproof sheets was penetrated like a piece of tissue paper. The face under the steel helmet was broken by the shells and would not know what it would look like. The Japanese army raised their heads in horror only saw their small team leader standing for two seconds, falling straight down like a rotten wood.

Then, the blood mist was sprinkled in the sky. It was the beautiful scene of the first Japanese army being hit by the head and shot. The blood fountain that erupted from the neck was the source of the blood mist.

I touched it casually with my hands, and my head and face were all smooth.

If you are more meticulous, you can even find many pieces of meat with unknown colors and warm colors on your body.

Without any pain, the two Japanese soldiers whose heads were smashed or pierced, walked towards death in an extremely quiet manner.

Because the god of death came too unexpectedly and did not leave them with time for fear.

It was not until five seconds later that the Japanese army, whose chest and abdomen were holed open, could no longer be stuffed back, and the Japanese army in the fortification began to vomit desperately.

The infantry had seen the tragic situation of flesh and blood flying on the battlefield. After the shelling, various human body parts flew around. After the war, they even had to break their colleagues into hundreds of pieces and find them bit by bit in the soil.

But for artillery soldiers who are only responsible for firing artillery in the distance, this kind of brain tissue is covered with colleagues' various brain tissues. Seeing their colleagues' extremely fresh and trembling livers and the steaming large and small intestines is really a psychological destruction.

The tenacity of the once daring to attack the machine gun was defeated in the cruelty that exceeded the limits of humanity. At least three Japanese soldiers vomited heavily and knelt down and cried bitterly.

The Japanese army who could not redeem himself also fell to the ground, his face pale as paper. He lost too much blood and had no extra energy to cry, but looking at the begging in his colleague's eyes clearly said: I can save it again.

However, no matter how lacking the string on his head, he knew that he could not live anymore. Not to mention that all his internal organs were exposed, the blood from the wound was almost drained from the blood in his body.

Otherwise, how could he become so white, like a little white face?

Until the end of the battle, the infantry cannon was never bombarded. Although only three people died, their observer, gunner and commander were all shot dead, and the remaining people were even more devastated. It would be a miracle that they could continue to fight.

Not to mention that the immersive artillery soldiers collapsed, even an army lieutenant from the 2nd Infantry Brigade who rushed into the fortifications and urged the firing of the artillery, when he saw such a terrible scene, he couldn't help but churn in his stomach and vomited it out on the spot.

Of course, for Tietou, the initiator, he could not see his own results.

What's more, even if he sees it, he won't be much encouragement.

His opponent was not just this infantry artillery fortification. In his vision, there was an infantry cannon bombardment. The vibration caused by the shelling of the wall not far away stimulated his adrenaline to rise, as if the next moment, the terrifying shells of the infantry can blow him and the machine cannon into flying parts.

This is not a battle that is about victory or not, it is a battle that depends on who will die.

What everyone wants to fight for here is just death at the end.

Only in this way can we go underground to report to the brothers who died in battle first: Brother, I have helped you avenge you.

The confrontation between machine guns and infantry guns continues.

But the Japanese infantry advanced at least 50 meters. The smoke bombs they created and the strong smoke produced by gunfire could no longer stop their increasingly ferocious faces under their 90s helmets.

From the perspective of everyone in the concession, especially those standing on high-rise buildings with telescopes, they can clearly see the entire battlefield.

Sihang Warehouse is like a delicious cake. I don’t know how many yellow ants are rushing towards this ‘cake’.

The closest Japanese infantry was even less than 60 meters away, but they still did not straighten up. After learning from the lessons a few days ago, they no longer blindly arrogantly and started charging from 100 meters away. Then they were swept to the ground by the torrent of metal sprayed by various long and short continuous firearms in the warehouse.

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When they reach 20 to 30 meters, they may stand up and charge, and charge against the bullets in the warehouse that were suppressed by their own artillery fire.

The shorter the distance, the less time it will naturally be. Perhaps it only takes four seconds. As long as they are not dead under the Chinese bullets, they can rush downstairs, find shooting dead corners, and carry out various explosions.

With the previous lessons, the Japanese army will no longer rush into the building and become prey in the traps that have been set.

No matter the blasting soldiers were carrying explosive bags, many of the infantry followed behind were even carrying sandbags on their backs, which was intended to quickly build temporary fortifications downstairs.

Although that would not be the end of the warehouse defenders, as the solid walls were blown up, it was like a crab with its teeth and claws. The hard back shell was removed, only tender crab meat was left inside, and there was no previous combat power. It was only a matter of time before the entire army was wiped out.

Seeing all this, the hearts of the Chinese people seemed to be pinched by a big hand, which made people almost breathless.

"Lieutenant Colonel Xie, your subordinates are very brave, but their troops are too few." Colonel James couldn't help but sigh with regret when he looked at the scene in front of him. "The Japanese are about to capture their positions."

Even though he hoped that the offensive and defensive battle with huge power disparity would come to an end soon the moment before the battle began, when this scene was about to appear, he was still sad for the Chinese soldiers who fought tenaciously.

It's not just because two Chinese commanders were in his observation fortifications.

He stood straight at the Army Lieutenant Colonel in front of him with a solemn look, but he answered him with neither humility nor arrogant words: "Col. James, I think you are too arbitrary. The Japanese should not say that they can't conquer the warehouse this morning, they can't even give them a day."

"Is that true?" Colonel James couldn't help but curl his lips.

It was difficult for him to understand the confidence of the Chinese Army lieutenant colonel in front of him, and even said that it could be called arrogance and conceit.

Could it be that they defended the Japanese army's mad attack for three days and nights?

But the fact is, the troops in the warehouse have now dropped to one-third or even more!

"Because there is a Tang sword there!" Lieutenant Colonel of the Army did not give him a reason to make his waist straight.

But he just had such confidence.
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