A grenade was released from insurance and rushed into the sky with a loud bang.

Xiao Hongying raised her eyes and looked at it, grinning and screaming: "Thousands of thine, how dare you ruin your aunt's good things..."

A head appeared behind the river bank: "The battalion commander said that the river bank was full of mud, and the Japanese armored ships could not rely on the shore, so I told you not to take risks..."

A sudden burst of excitement came from a certain location of the river bank.

Mancang never expected that he would get the sword of the battalion commander Shang Fang, and was excitedly commanding the soldiers to carry the heavy machine gun to the machine gun position that had been leveled earlier.

Four soldiers carried sandbags and skillfully set up bunkers in front of the civilian 24th machine gun...

Xiao Hongying rolled and climbed up the shore, rolling to the west side of the river bank.

Bangbangbang...

As the heavy machine gun trembled, the ballistic rushed towards the Japanese iron-shelled patrol boat that was more than 50 meters away.

boom...

The grenade launcher grenade landed accurately on the bow of the iron-shelled ship that was heading to the shore...

The explosion trembled the hull suddenly, and a cloud of smoke rose from the bow of the iron shell.

Then the Japanese shouted in panic, and someone was directly pushed into the river.

As the heavy machine gun sounded, a barrage rushed towards the iron shell hull.

The whistling sound, the sound of penetrating sound, the sound of falling, the moaning sound of the iron shell being penetrated, made the river surface even more noisy.

The first grenade sounded.

Under the action of inertia, the crooked machine gun on another iron-shelled ship was still swimming forward in the canal artillery tower and pointed directly to the civilian 24th machine gun position on the shore.

Two machine gun fire tongues shone in the sun, and they shouted freely and poured bullets into each other.

The difference between having bunkers and not having bunkers immediately appeared. The Japanese chief and deputy shooter used heavy machine guns to hit several shots in a row. Even the heavy gun that could not be seen clearly in Dazheng in that year was hit by sparks...

Luo Fugui's second heavy machine gun operated by him stared at the heavy machine gun of the Japanese...

Full warehouse operate heavy machine gun aimed at the stern of the Japanese iron shell until the engine was smoked...

"The distance is eighty-five... to ninety, the target speed is five miles..." After aiming for a long time, tens of thousands of thin shots hit the target, he was so excited that he was like a madman: "Blow me, hit me hard!"

If you are careful and careful, you can hit the activity targets of more than 100 meters away from the grenade launcher. It is luck to be able to hit the targets correctly, but it is normal to hit the targets accurately.

The main reason is that the shimmering sunlight on the river is too dazzling and there is no reference target, so it is difficult to measure the distance.

"I suggest to fight to ninety to ninety-five..." Li Xianglian's observer held up the telescope, and he was a little unbelievable that the ten thousand watch data beside him.

Bangbang...bangbangbang...

Two groups and six grenades rushed out of the grenade tube outlet one after another.

Five shots fell into the river, and finally a grenade aimed at the bow of the second iron-shelled ship fell at the stern.

"It is rare to be able to get one shot from more than a hundred meters away." Wanbashi shook his head smugly, and then shouted to the side: "Big Dog, now it's up to you..."

Was the stern of the boat actually hit a grenade?

The Japanese squatting at the bow of the boat were shocked and saw that there seemed to be no movement behind them...

The explosion has not sounded yet...

Fortunately...it seems to be a dud.

I heard that the Eighth Route Army in the mountains were also imitating the high-tech grenade launcher of the Imperial Army, and even named it the 50th Cannon.

This thing is a big problem. The fountain of the 8th Route Army...the dud shot...the normal.

The six duds seemed to witness the Eighth Route Army Industry was a joke...

Only the Eighth Route Army Group has such a small cannon that doesn’t sound like a fire. The grenade thrown out can’t hurt people with one blow or two pieces but it’s scary...

There seems to be five smoke coming from the river?

No, why is the gasoline engine that has been emitting white smoke at the stern of the boat?

The smell doesn't seem to be right, it's a bit like a chemical bomb?

The white smoke spreads more and more, and the smoke that keeps coming out of the river is very weak, and the river wind almost disappears when it blows.

But...pungent, dazzling, and crying...

It’s a chemical bomb that’s not wrong!

Chemical smoke spread and spread on the iron-shelled ship.

The Japanese were rolling on the boat, and some smart people began to tear their bags behind them.

They have been trained and occasionally used on the battlefield, knowing what the smell means, so they would rather roll on the deck than stand up.

Trying to pull out the gas mask you carry with you.

It was originally prepared for the resistance to launch a chemical attack, but I never dreamed that this thing would come from across the river.

Unfortunately, most Japanese did not keep gas masks around, because, for many years, no one had ever thought that this trip might encounter chemical bomb attacks.

Some Japanese usually would rather save space to wear gas masks to decorate more items privately plundered.

call out...

After a bullet flew across the far river, it got into the chest of the Japanese who had just put on a gas mask and was about to operate a heavy machine gun on the ship.

The devil trembled for a moment, struggled, and slowly fell into the river with convulsions.

Another heavy machine gun rang on the shore.

The two ballistics intersected, and the sickle-like machine gun trajectory began to tear the Japanese body.

The Japanese without gas mask coughed and vomited, and the Japanese who couldn't help but jumped into the river.

The Japanese lieutenant was shocked and watched the two heavy machine guns on the ship silenced.

The heavy machine gun on the shore was continuously firing, and suddenly woke up. He was too careless and was too close to the shore.

Give a command to fight back with a loud voice.

The heavy machine gun was dumb, and the two crooked machine guns kept firing, desperately suppressing the two heavy machine gun positions on the shore.

Then, the Japanese who fell into the water and could move were hiding on the east side of the ship, lifting their rifles to join the shooting sequence.

In an instant, gunfire sounds on the shore and on the river surface like a storm.

There were noisy noises on the outer shell of the iron-shelled ship.

On the heavy machine gun position, the heavy machine gun in Mancang's hand was ringing, and he was also shouting: "I'll kill you, a pussy... I'll break your broken ship..."

Luo Fugui only fired half a bullet link, and ten thousand thins took over the heavy machine gun.

"Grandma, please see clearly, don't sank the broken ship near the shore..."

The smoldering bombs on the ship are still smoking.

Another round of grenade flew into the air.

The only high-explosive bombs in the Ninth Camp were all consumed in the battle of Qingsha Ting, and they kept ambushing, leaving many chemical bombs.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! The Japanese who fell into the water tried their best to suppress the shooting, just to get time for the reserve driver wearing a gas mask to drive the ship into the middle of the canal and stay away from the Shura hell on the shore...

However, there were sharpshooters on the shore.

Almost perfect shot!

Anyone who dares to approach the external engine behind the ship will be shot immediately.

The hull was constantly shot, and the shooting may be ordinary people. The reserve driving elites who were close to the engine position were all in their heads. Finally, it was confirmed that the other party had an accurate shooter with excellent shooting skills.

The guns and guns blow the pig's head under the steel helmet are definitely not the so-called sharpshooter that ordinary Eighth Route Force boasts about!

On the ship near the dock, all the Japanese on the ship were shot, and the remaining Japanese jumped into the water on the east side of the hull to continue to fight stubbornly.

The Japanese soldiers who fell into the water saw that the iron-shelled ship that provided cover for him was emitting white smoke. Although the gun hole was small and did not sink, it was confirmed that the ship was abandoned and immediately ordered the evacuation.

As long as you leave this area, you should still have a way out.

Because the canal water is beginning to move slowly northward with the iron-shelled ship that has lost its inertia.

He was very glad that his subordinates were not stupid. The subordinates on both sides of the boat were pulling the iron-shelled boat with their hands and slowly swaying away from the river bank.

The heavy machine guns on the shore finally broke out, and the Japanese went crazy and began to carry out dog-planing competitions in the best way... Looking at the speed, the slowest swimming... are better than the usual training champions...

The Japanese who can board the boat will naturally be able to water, and the speed of swimming is absolutely fast, faster than the champion of the International Games.

Unfortunately, they ignored the butt on the shore and were pulling the bolt fast and smiling: "I want to run, I'll let you run..."

"You swim faster than fish. I'll make you a dead fish... See how you swim..."

"I'll let you feed the turtle..."

"I'll let you feed the prawns..."

With every shout from the big dog, a Japanese man sank into the canal...

Once upon a time, a man named Ximen Bao gave someone to sacrifice to the Dragon King. Now, the big dog kept sank the Japanese to the bottom of the canal and feed the turtle...
To be continued...