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Yamashita Yukinosuke opened his eyes in the parking car and frowned. Such harassment and attacks were like this, and he always stopped and wasted time.

The Japanese shot for a while and surrounded them separately. The shadow of the attacker was gone. They had to pack up the bodies and the wounded and continue searching and moving forward.

Sipu Town gradually appeared in the sight of the Japanese. The road passed through the town, but now it was full of bricks, tiles, tables and chairs, and even several large stone mills were moved to make roadblocks. It seemed that watering and ice were frozen on it, standing in the highway in front of the town entrance like a robber on the robber.

"Bang!" A gunshot cut through the silent town. A Japanese man Cao Chang fell down, and his blood quickly dyed the snow red.

It was harassment like blocking, was it delayed? The Japanese immediately launched an attack on the town according to the established arrangement. Grenade launchers and machine guns opened fire at the town together. A small team of Japanese soldiers approached forward with various tactical actions, like a group of small monsters exposed to the sun.

Sipu Town was silent and watched coldly as the invaders approached and approached.

Yamashita Yukinosuke stood on the roof of the car and stared at it with a telescope from afar. He vaguely felt that this time would be different from before, because this town is difficult to bypass, and the enemy must have seen this, right?

After crossing the empty area at the entrance of the town and crossing the "robbers who robbed the road", the Japanese were only more than thirty or fifty meters away from the town.

Pieces of mud were pushed away from the shooting hole. Suddenly, machine guns, rifles, and shotguns all roared together, and the flames were shooting wildly like poisonous snakes. Many Japanese were caught off guard and were hit by raindrops before they could react.

It is indeed different from the harassment and procrastination in the past! Yamashita Konosuke made a judgment on the intensity of his opponent's firepower, and the opponent really wanted to block here.

The Japanese in the car quickly got out of the car and the whole team, unloaded the artillery, chose to lay the positions, and moved the ammunition to stand up for use. They set up their posture and wanted to fight upright.

A series of explosions shocked the earth, the strong smoke of fire covered the clear sky, the walls fell, the houses fell, bricks and tiles flew everywhere, and the heavy smoke filled the streets and alleys.

After giving the Japanese squad that was approaching first, the officers and soldiers of the Third Column gave up the defense at the entrance of the town and retreated into the town. Based on the fortifications, they offset the effect of enemy artillery fire, preserved their vitality, and prepared for a fierce battle with close forces.

Although time was rushed, Yang Tianfeng still tried his best to not only provide the street combat troops with steel helmets and anti-spun armor, but also led the soldiers and the people to work together, using wood, door panels and large tables to set up roof covers for the soldiers in every corner to minimize the damage of artillery fire.

Some covers are just the door panels that are slanted in the corner of the wall, and they can only allow one person to hide, but these measures do play a big role. The fortifications that the personnel responsible for the detonation are made stronger and extremely hidden, and they are not even considered to allow them to participate in the battle.

The artillery fire stopped a moment, and a small team was the vanguard and a squadron was responsible for following up and consolidation. The Japanese launched a fierce attack.

Soon, the vanguard team captured the building at the entrance of the town and advanced to the depths, which seemed to seize a foothold, creating conditions for the follow-up of the Japanese squadron. In the distance, a Japanese officer pulled out his command knife and howled the wolf. A large number of soldiers on standby immediately got up and bent over to charge.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" What surprised the Japanese and fell all over the ground. Several large stone mills suddenly roared, and the explosion rushed the stone mills of hundreds of kilograms directly to several meters high in the sky. The entrance of the town was almost covered with flames, and the smoke was covered with red and hot gravel, broken iron and bullet shells mixed in the shock wave, flying wildly in the space of smoke and fire...

The copycat version of anti-infantry thunder, hundreds of kilograms of explosives are buried under a few large stone mills and detonated with electric wires. After detonation, the gravel, iron nails and bullet shells pressed under the stone mills will scatter to all sides under the squeeze on it, and the sickle that looks like a god of death flew out from the grinding disc and swept across the waist.

Yamashita Yukino Assistant holding a telescope, but his hand holding the telescope was shaking slightly due to extreme anger. The flames were decreasing and the smoke was still heavy, but he knew that this squadron must have suffered heavy casualties. The sound of gunfire and explosions in the town became fierce. It was a small team rushing into the town that was being attacked by the superior enemy. I don’t know how long they could last.

As Yamashita Yukinosuke expected, the Japanese who rushed into the town were hit by attacks from all directions before they woke up from the shock of the explosion behind them.

What's the use of good marksmanship? It's thirty or fifty meters away in street battles, and both sides were almost pulled to the same level; what's the use of proficient tactical movements? There are obstacles everywhere, and I don't know where the enemy is hiding?

The soldiers in charge of street fighting, under the command of the officers, used squads as units, relying on preset firepower points, and familiarity with the terrain and streets, interspersed and stormed and fired fiercely. In particular, the grenade launchers were shot directly to the shoulders at a distance of dozens of meters, and the focus was on the positions of the Japanese officers and machine gunners, and they exploded and piled up.

Five or six Japanese men had just entered a small alley, and there were obstacles in front of them. Before they could see clearly, two black gun barrels stretched out from behind the obstacle. Boom, a piece of iron sand sprayed towards them; the Japanese in front screamed and fell to the ground, and the one behind had just raised their guns, and bombed them, and another piece of bullet hit them.

You are using a single-shot rifle, you are shooting points, and you must aim; others use a shotgun, and you will spray it when you raise it. It is a blow! It is even a blow. Even people don’t show their heads and stick the gun out from behind the cover with their hands, which is almost a bomb.

Several Japanese were searching along a wall, and there were also sounds across the wall, and the Japanese immediately focused on alert.

The opposite side seemed to hear the movement here, and there was no sound, and he should be in a state of nervousness. Then, he slammed his high fives, as if he was in contact. A Japanese man turned his eyes, grabbed his gun under his ribs, and slapped his palms cleverly. The opposite side seemed to relax his vigilance and a sound rang out.

The "Smart Egg" who clapped his hands showed a smug and cunning smile to his companion, and gestured with his hands, meaning to go around and attack. But before the guy's smile could be put away, a few grenades with blue smoke came from behind the wall. Looking at the whirlwind of death bullets, even the experienced Japanese screamed in shock.

Boom, Boom, Boom... The continuous explosions were almost without dead corners in the narrow alley, and several Japanese were either killed or injured.

After a while, the officers and soldiers of the Third Column who turned a small team of soldiers from the entrance of the alley were shot. After a burst of gunfire, they stepped forward and another bayonet. The injured and dead were not spared.

"Mom!" The captain kicked away the corpse of the Japanese who was hampered. While asking the soldiers to grab the ammunition and pack up the guns, he spat on the ground, "I don't know how to bully me, isn't one plus one two?"

One sound echoes two, two sound echoes three, three sound echoes four... Well, that's all, no one can wait patiently for you to slap a hundred times. But from this simple contact code and the temporary sign worn by the street combat troops, it also shows how careful Yang Tianfeng is.

The Japanese army was not good at street fighting, or it can be said that street fighting was a nightmare for any army. Because the two armies were intertwined, their vision was blocked, and their heavy firepower lost most of their role, leaving only simple people fighting for people, and light weapons against light weapons. Whoever has more people, the terrain is familiar, and the fortifications are clever. Even if weapons have made great progress in later generations, street fighting is still cruel and bloody, and the defense is still beneficial.

In street fighting, the enemy and us are close to each other, and they are close to each other, which is very cruel. Since the battle is almost dominated by light fire assaults in infantry and are carried out within sight range, the terrain is complex and unpredictable, in street fighting, heavy weapons have almost no place to be used.

Due to the complex terrain, the mobility of the troops involved in street fighting is severely restricted; the limited vision makes observation, shooting and coordination very inconvenient. In many cases, the combat formation of the troops is split and has to be dispersed into units to fight independently.

Since there is no clear front line, the enemy and me are mixed in street fighting, forming a stalemate between you and me and I. The attacking side is in the open and the resisting side is hiding in the dark, which increases the difficulty and risks of street fighting military operations.

"Before others shoot at you, you don't know who the enemy is and where the bullet comes from." Unexpected ambush and unpreventable snipers often make the attackers tremble and fall into panic-like shadows of fear and cannot extricate themselves.

A small team of Japanese devils was not only unfamiliar with street fighting, but also was besieged and killed by superior forces holding melee weapons, and soon all casualties were all gone.

The corpse, the wounded, and the Japanese had just cleaned up the town's tragedy and bloody situation, and then launched an attack angrily.

Even the vanguard team had lost more than one squadron, which was something that they were arrogant and unacceptable, and they also made them extremely angry.

The Japanese artillery fire was once again exerted, and the front half of the town was shrouded in fierce artillery fire. Houses collapsed, and large tracts of soil, wood, bricks, and snow dust flew into the air.

Under Yamashita Yukinosuke's personal command, the Japanese attacked the two wings with two teams, one squadron as the main attacker and one squadron as the second echelon, and launched another attack on Sipu Town. Yamashita Yukinosuke changed his tactics and while attacking the front, he instead strengthened the attack on the flanks, attempting to open a gap between the walls of the house and launch a division and encircle.
Chapter completed!