This time, the Black Hawk Army infantry cost a lot. The two infantry squadrons had nearly 400 people, divided into two echelons. The first echelon was as high as two infantry squadrons. When they entered the attack area 300 meters, they all put on gas masks and quickly attacked the top of the mountain.

There is an average of 800 meters of defense, with an average of seven or eight meters. Behind them is a machine gun squadron with 6 heavy machine guns, 12 grenade launchers, 12 light machine guns, and 4 57MM tank guns, and 3 7.7mm heavy machine guns supporting them.

Of course, facing the defense of the Independent Regiment, the courage of Lieutenant Colonel Xu Lei to send out most of the squadron in the first echelon was to throw a large amount of poison gas. No matter how tenacious the soldiers were, they had to breathe. Inhaling this fatal poison gas would at the worst lose its combat effectiveness. The ideal situation was naturally to die on the spot, which has been proven many times on the battlefield.

The Independent Regiment is already qualified to be called glory. His Excellency Wei Fengling Division Commander specially prepared up to two trucks of red agent for them, which is an honor that the kingdom army on other battlefields cannot be obtained.

In the command center 1,000 meters away, Lieutenant Colonel Xu Lei held a telescope and looked at the yellow-green smoke rising from the top of the Independent Regiment, his eyes full of expectations.

The two teams in the first echelon have already reached the place where they returned in a miserable last time.

Damn the kingdom, it was so despicable that it was covered with dirty things. It took thirty minutes to escape from death to wash away the second lieutenant Fang, who was covered with his face, had a trace of anger flashed in his eyes behind the gas mask.

He applied to serve as the commander of the Death Squad again and subconsciously moved his feet away from a pile of seemingly soft soil. Although he was not using his face, he was unwilling to use his feet to step on his shit. He never wanted to try that soft and stinky feeling in his life.

Not only him, but the other Black Hawks were the same. When they walked to a position where they had been taken care of by howitzers again, the barbed wire mesh set up by the kingdoms was broken and there was no need to work hard, but the shells could not blow up all the things specially laid out by the kingdoms. The kingdoms really made too many, unless the shells could blow up the mountain, they would be everywhere.

This time it was a hard land, and Captain Fang was glad for his choice.

However, the "evil" smile has not yet reached the corner of his mouth.

Just hearing a "boom", while Lieutenant Fang was thrown away, a trace of incredible flashed through his mind. The kingdom people, bombarded?

What followed was a severe pain. After coming to his senses, Lieutenant Fang hugged his feet and almost cried without any pain. The iron-clad cowhide boots on the soles of his feet did not become the guardian of the feet. Only half of his feet were left, and the half of his toes disappeared.

If nothing unexpected happens, Captain Fang will know that he will stop wearing wooden clogs in his life.

"Bastard, there is a landmine." The sergeant who had seen the face of captain Fang Xiaoxiang with his own eyes was once again hindsighted, and exclaimed loudly.

Of course there are mines, real mines.

It was the micro infantry thunder that played a big role in the battle of the ancient city last time. It was not as big as a butterfly, but the power of the explosives was enough to break feet and legs.

Liu Lang knew that the Black Hawk Army would definitely use grenades to bomb the entire mountain cannon before the attack. The large-scale mine laying was not very meaningful. For the purpose of saving, the engineers only placed infantry thunders in part of the "fertilizer", which also meant that they would hold two poles first without dates.

However, in the previous attack, although the Black Hawks were disgusted by fertilizer mines, they were lucky enough that no one lay on the real mine, which was a bit regrettable. It was because the howitzer explosion was too large, which detonated this pressure-induced miniature infantry lightning.

Second Lieutenant Fang, who escaped the disaster last time, finally got bad this time. Although he didn't step on the shit that made him sick, he stepped on the infantry thunder that was gray and the color of the land was basically the same.

Captain Fang, who was holding his feet and heartbreaking pain, was thinking now: Bastard, if you had known that there would be landmines in the kingdom, it would be better to step on shit.

That’s right, the bottom line of human beings is refreshed step by step. Compared to disgust, having a pair of healthy feet is the most important thing. Second Lieutenant Fang’s idea is very human.

The Black Hawk Army had strict discipline, and someone immediately supported the already destined to be disabled, and retreated to the downstairs of the mountain. Even if the others knew that the kingdom had buried mines more viciously than shit, and the mines that could blow up people's feet, they could only continue to move forward.

But this time, not many people dared to pounce on the ground casually. There were not only disgusting things, but also deadly things.

Naturally, the speed slowed down. Lieutenant Colonel Xu Lei's face turned dark. The speed of rushing was the slowest he had ever seen. Don't the bastards know that the poison gas was dissipating? At most ten minutes, the mountain wind would blow the poison gas away, and the kingdom people's follow-up troops would rush back to the position.

With a wave of his hand, "Bastard, order the attack troops to speed up." Lieutenant Colonel Xu Lei quickly ordered.

"Yes!" The deputy chief of the captain brigade next to him was focused.

Three signal flares were hit into the sky from the direction of the Black Hawks' positions.

This time, not only the main force of the Black Hawk Army, 100 meters behind the first echelon, accelerated its speed, but carefully watched the two death squads who would rather step on shit than landmines, but could only be forced to speed up.

"Bastard, you must kill all the kingdom people here, without leaving any one." Captain Fang, who had already taken off the front line of positions and hid behind a big rock with his subordinates' support, looked at the kingdom position where the poisonous gas was dissipating, with a ferocious expression.

A small infantry thunder can be said to have destroyed all the dreams of this Black Hawk Army lieutenant who was born in a peasant family. The glory was gone, and he had to retire from active service because of his disability, and the money was gone.

Then, Second Lieutenant Fang's hideousness frozen on his face when he looked back at the position. His cruel eyes were filled with fire.

The fire bursting out from the kingdom's position was particularly dazzling as the poisonous gas filled.

The Blackhawk Imperial Army, who had been waiting for the first echelon, entered 150 meters and was about to reach the second barbed wire. Liu Lang waved his hand gently and said, "Battle me."

All the light and heavy machine guns and semi-automatic rifles were aimed at the Black Hawks at the foot of the mountain and began to shoot.

This time, the concentration of poison smoke did not reach the concentration of the smoke bombs placed on itself by the last independent regiment. The figure of the Black Hawk Empire Army more than 100 meters away was clearly visible.

The sudden violent fire directly swept all the Black Hawk Imperial Army in front or behind and "fall" to the ground.

For the Black Hawks in the first echelon, if they were swept by guns, they would be bad luck. They would not be swept. No matter whether they were shit or mines under them, they would have to fall to the ground before talking about it.

Because at that moment, you had only two choices, either being killed by dense bullets or falling to the ground. The Black Hawk Army, who had strong tactical literacy, all chose the latter, without exception.

Living is the most important thing.

Seeing several colleagues with their own eyes, including Zhuge Liang reminding him that the sergeant who was stained with shit or stepped on a landmine was beaten into a honeycomb and fell to the ground. Second Lieutenant Fang's already pale face became even whiter.

In such a concentration of poisonous gas, the kingdoms could still fight. Are they all devils sent by God? All the unwillingness turned into glory at this moment. If it weren't for the kingdoms' landmines, he would have probably become one of the people who turned into honeycombs.

Although this idea of ​​refreshing the bottom line again made Lieutenant Fang a little ashamed, after seeing the face of the soldier who was taking care of him, the same glad that he wished he could pat his little heart...

"For your Majesty, I have to live well." Second Lieutenant Fang quickly found a reasonable reason for himself, and quickly hid his head behind the big stone, and refused to look at the kingdom's positions anymore.

The firepower of the kingdom people was too fierce. Sparks flew everywhere on the huge rocks.

If he could, he would rather watch his own tank show his power. The tank more than 100 meters away from him was turning the tracks to adjust the direction of the 57MM short-barrel cannon muzzle. At such a close distance, no fortification can withstand the power of the tank gun. Once the shot is taken, a fire point will be destroyed.

However, the firepower of the kingdom people was far more intense than the Second Lieutenant thought, far beyond his barren imagination.

Sparks emerged again.

However, it was from the Type 89 tank that he had high hopes for which he had adjusted the muzzle and was about to be launched.

Second Lieutenant Fang was sure that he had never seen such dazzling fireworks in his life.

Rounds of sparks kept appearing on the tank steel plates.

Although the penetration of Sulutong machine guns has been tested during training, and there is no pressure to penetrate 30mm high-quality steel plates within a distance of 400 meters, the artillery battalion soldiers who have never shot tanks with machine guns are very cautious. The two double-mounted Sulutong machine guns are aimed at the Black Hawk Army tank, which is at the forefront of the position, which is the most arrogant and arrogant, and they named No. 1 target.

The improved ammunition of Sulutong machine gun has 20 rounds. In order to destroy the No. 1 target in one fell swoop in actual combat, the two shooters tried their best to aim at the target 400 meters away without even giving up the trigger, and knocked the ammunition blank in one breath.

Fighting training steel plates and moving tanks are actually two different concepts. The attacked tank is not dead. The tank hand subconsciously stepped on the accelerator when the tank was feeling the vibration. The armored edges of the tank that rushed forward frantically were not enough to break through the shells and be bounced away.

The fireworks that Lieutenant Fang saw were the sparks generated by the friction between the mechanical artillery shells and the edges of the armor.

But the crazy 40 shells do not require all frontal hits, just one shot is enough. The narrow tank cab is not enough to allow several Black Hawk troops to avoid fragments of armor-piercing shells that penetrate through steel plates and crazily break into the tank's car.

The good luck of the Black Hawk Army finally ended.

In the terrified eyes of Second Lieutenant Fang, several large holes appeared on the side of the 89 tank full of fireworks. A burst of black smoke appeared, and a muffled sound came from the tank. The steel turret connected to the 57MM gun barrel was lifted, drooping miserably, like a human being's head that was cut by most of the time but did not fall off.
Chapter completed!