"Pa... bang..." The crisp sound of Ma Sihuan's gunfire echoed in Baoshan City, causing the big clock above his head to buzz.

However, the gunfire did not attract the Japanese's attention, because their eyes were attracted by a company of soldiers on the side of the city gate.

There are two Czech-style light machine guns here in the first company, and they are spitting out bullets briskly at the enemy in the city gate hole.

And because the company had the upper hand in the previous exchange of fire, the Japs' subsequent troops were blocked outside the city gate cave. Even those who entered the city gate cave were crawling forward, using the sandbags on the ground as cover to shoot!

As for the other more Japanese soldiers, they lay down far away and fired back into the city. Farther away by the moat, the only two remaining 92nd heavy guns were also spitting bullets into the city gate hole.

However, no matter how accurate their marksmanship is, the most loyal bullets will drift to nowhere because of the Japs who are still lying down and shooting in the city gate hole. After all, not everyone has Hu Yizhou's marksmanship.

Hu Yizhou stayed on the bell tower, holding a horse with four rings, using original bullets, shooting the little devils one after another. The current average result is that he killed two with three shots!

In the north house under the bell tower, Sun Dali and Sun Xiaobao were on the attic on the second floor, watching the battle outside through the window.

Sun Xiaobao raised his gun several times and wanted to fire at the city gate, but he did not pull the trigger.

"Xiaobao, forget it! Your skills are good at 200 meters, but don't show off beyond 200 meters! Let's wait until our commander leads us to fight with the Japanese in close combat!" Sun Dali persuaded Sun Xiaobao to speak.

During this time, I was still watching Hu Yizhou, who was shooting from time to time at the bell tower.

"Uncle, I'm not willing to give in! Give me a good gun, and I can shoot so accurately!" Sun Xiaobao didn't know that there would be a term called the three major illusions in life in the future.

"Okay! I'll give you a good gun! When I get a chance, I'll chop off a few more Japs' heads and give them to you!" Sun Dali stretched his body on his missing left elbow and stood up. He took the Qi family knife in his right hand and looked at it with care.

Got up.

"This is a good knife! It's just that I haven't sacrificed it with blood yet!" Sun Dali was a discerning man and knew that Hu Yizhou's knife was a rare and good knife.

"Uncle, do you still want to take revenge?" Sun Xiaobao asked.

"I don't want to think about it! It's just a hand! Compared with the hatred of the country, this personal hatred is nothing!" Sun Dali looked at the wound that cut off his wrist and said lightly.

No one heard the conversation between Mr. Sun Dali and Mr. Sun, and no one cared about these two leading soldiers in troubled times.

When the fierce battle at the city gate was going on, Li Dacheng finally led two platoons from the third company to the city tower. Yes, after Li Dacheng gave the order, he couldn't hold back and followed him up the city wall.

"Company commander, look, it's the third company commander!" There was a sharp-eyed soldier from the first company in the firefight.

"What does this grandson want to do?" The first company commander took advantage of the gap between the sandbags and saw Li Dacheng standing on the west side of the city gate building.

I saw that Li Dacheng was all disgraced, but this guy was actually smiling! He was smiling so obscenely!

"This grandson! What are you talking about? Why are you smiling back at him? What do you mean? He's gesticulating with his fingers? You're bullying me, can't you see clearly?" said the First Company Commander indignantly.

On the city gate building, Li Dacheng stretched out his finger and shouted loudly: "One...two...three..."

On the other side of the city gate tower, there were about thirty soldiers crawling on the city wall, holding long-handled German grenades that were fired.

"Throw..." Li Dacheng's voice came over.

"Whoosh whoosh..." More than thirty grenades came down the city wall with smoke and fire, and landed right in front of the city gate.

"Boom, boom, boom..." A series of explosions sounded outside the city gate. Shrapnel began to shoot out inside and outside the city gate.

Baoshan City is a small county town, and the city gate opening is only seven or eight meters long. The explosion radius of the German long handle is only this number. Even if it is less, it can't keep up with the large number.

Therefore, the Japanese soldiers inside the city gate cave were in bad luck, and the Japanese soldiers outside approaching the city gate cave were also in bad luck.

This is not over yet. Before this round of grenades exploded, more than thirty grenades were thrown down. However, this time the grenades were not delayed and were thrown farther away. The targets were directly at those at the city gate.

Japanese soldiers outside.

Then, another round, and another round.

After the four German long-handled weapons carried by these soldiers were thrown out, they ejected the muzzles of their guns from the crenels and fired at the Japanese outside the city gate.

"Charge, charge, occupy the city gate hole and build new fortifications!" The company commander shouted loudly to the soldiers who were still alive to attack the city gate. Because when Li Dacheng and the others finished throwing the grenades, Li Dacheng made a charging gesture to

Look here.

"Damn Li Dacheng, even I gave you the command!" Seeing the soldiers reoccupying the city gate, the first company commander cursed with a grin. However, he couldn't hide the smile on his face. Even though his face had already

It's so smoky that you can't tell he's still a young man in his twenties!

Baoshan City was once again in the hands of the Eighth Battalion. In the battle just now for the city gate, more than a dozen soldiers closed their eyes forever.

Just when the third company was throwing grenades down, Hu Yizhou put away his gun and started looking through the binoculars. He felt like he was done with it, brushing off his clothes and hiding his merit and fame.

"Sir, why are we fighting for the city gate again? Didn't the Japanese gain much advantage when they were on the street?" Fang Hao asked.

"Take back the city gate. Baoshan City is still in our hands! Besides, this way, any arrangements we make will be easier and more concealed! The most important thing is that we must control the initiative on the battlefield!"

"Seize the city gate, and the corpses and wounded soldiers inside the city will belong to us! The corpses and injured brothers of our dead brothers can also be treated in time! Think about it, if our wounded soldiers fall into the hands of the Japanese

What will happen?" Hu Yizhou said simply.

"Hmm..." Fang Hao began to think about the relationship here.

"Okay, don't think about it! Our current disadvantage against the Japanese is too obvious. Positional warfare is not as good as urban street fighting, and urban street fighting is not as good as mobile warfare! But no matter how we fight, having a solid command system is the key! So, you think so?

It’s useless! But this eighth battalion commander is pretty good and a talented person!”

Hu Yizhou admired this guy who dared to fight and fight hard.

"That's right! Our battalion commander graduated from Whampoa Military Academy!" Fang Hao said proudly.

"Whampoa Military Academy?"

"yes!"

"Please go another way to get promoted and make a fortune. If you are greedy for life and afraid of death, don't enter this door!"

Hu Yizhou thought of the school that trained countless generals, and also thought of the couplet...

First line: Collect and reward recommended tickets,

Second line: Forced promotion and promotion to Sanjiang!
Chapter completed!