The Rise of the Scum of the Heavens

Because of this devil's attack, the force is at least three times as much as the last time.

It can be seen that the devil must know something.

After all, the city of Modu has been infiltrated and operated by the devils for many years. It can be said that the information channels in many cases are even more perfect than those of Guojun.

The strange thing is that in the face of such a fierce battle, the salient position is strange and terrifying.

This strangeness does not mean that there is no movement at all on the position.

no!The mortars, MG34 general-purpose machine guns, ZB26 Czech light machine guns, and several types of rifles on the positions have been firing like rain all the time.

The specific weirdness is in the process of such a frantic firing.

Hu Biao, who usually scolds the streets for small things, and the netizens who habitually scold them, actually didn't say half a word in their mouths.

Such a scene undoubtedly made the commanders of the attacking devils a little uncomfortable.

To know!According to the little information they urgently obtained, the lieutenant colonel Hu Biao, the deputy battalion commander at the salient position, was a jerk.

In fact, what they didn't know was that Hu Biao and the others were now holding a huge resentment in their hearts, waiting to burst out.

In this situation, when the Devils troops advanced to a position of 450 meters, suddenly a huge explosion occurred in their attacking queue.

Unprepared, the devils suffered a huge loss.

The 10 or so devils who were at the center of the explosion just disappeared from the spot; the 20 or so devils in the farther position seemed to be hit by a big stick all of a sudden.

After seeing this scene, the commander attacked a devil major this time, and closed his eyes in great pain.

He knew that the team that had been recruited under his command had just scrapped most of it in this explosion.

Because just like the few warriors who returned to the rear after being knocked down by such huge explosive packs before, some of the lucky ones may look fine on the spot and even continue to fight.

But after withdrawing, those warriors may still be eating and laughing for a second.

In the next second, these people would vomit blood, and their nostrils and eye sockets would also bleed. By the time they were sent to the field hospital, they were completely dead.

According to the emergency autopsy, the wounded's internal organs had been severely ruptured in many places because of the huge impact.

In this regard, the warriors of the empire actually showed a fear of war.

As a result, during this attack, they paid special attention to the type of explosives that were thrown out; not only did the artillery fire give priority to suppressing and defending, but they also did a good job of evasion.

But who would have thought that the defenders actually changed their tactics again.

On the battlefield in front of the position at this moment, the battlefield has not been cleaned for at least two days, and the corpses of the soldiers on both sides were poured out.

Unprepared, trying to find the lurker is an extremely difficult thing.

I just thought of the consequences if the brigade commander, Your Excellency, could not attack the opponent's position before the attack, after he cut his belly.

This major with a bitter heart, issued an order loudly:

"Further slow down the speed of advance, everyone pay attention to your feet, as long as you find anything wrong, no matter what kind of military uniform they are wearing, you can shoot in advance."

In order to lay down the target position, he no longer cares about the wounded of his side who may still survive on the battlefield.

I don't know if this method has played a role. The offensive troops did not encounter any violent explosions during the next 100 meters or so.

Then, he saw a corpse whose brains were all over his face, and suddenly laughed to himself.

The smile was full of contempt for himself.

Then he saw the picture of many of his warriors, including himself, flying into the sky like a tattered doll.

This is also the last scene this Major General saw before his death...

Chapter 110 Nineteen hours of life and death (nine) [Add 1/2 to the same as before]

After 15 minutes, the embarrassed and fleeing devils disappeared from everyone's sight; they were knocked out of all courage by the live mines that exploded three times before.

Then, Hu Biao's roar sounded: "Don't be idle, get ready for battle, and give me three more people in front of the position, who will go?"

"I'm going~"

"Count me in~"

"Don't argue with me, I won't be able to last for long; instead of dying here like a dog, it's better to blow up a few little devils; blow up one is enough, and if you kill two, you will earn ."

In an instant, such a response was like a cloud in the position where it was over.

Immediately after a little while, the people who were standing in front of the radio could hear some voices that made them feel sad, excited, entangled and many other complex emotions.

"My name is Xu Hemin, from Sujiajian, Rudong County.

Father, mother!The child is not filial and cannot continue to serve his parents, but in the play, it is said that since ancient times loyalty and filial piety cannot be both, and the child can only~”

"My name is Deng Datong, I'm from Kaifeng, and my whole family died a long time ago when there were bandits.

Over the years, I have been with some great leaders and fought a lot of battles, but they were all bad debts that made me panic; today, I can finally stand up and say, I didn’t embarrass the old Deng family~”

In such shouting, one image after another was formed in the brains of the listeners.

Because these gentlemen who died generously were actually living by their side on weekdays, the bad dogs, refugees, and rioters who secretly hated them.

But at this critical moment, these people finally became bloody...

At 28:5 pm on the 13th, in the headquarters of the 67th Division behind Luodian.

The glasses men Wang Caifa and Staff Wang, who were familiar to Hu Biao, felt that their nerves had been tense, and now they could finally relax.

Because now, their 67th Division has the backbone again.

It is said that after the Battle of Songhu started, Huang Wei, who was urgently summoned to return to China, finally took over the command of the 67th Division.

After having a backbone, the top and bottom of the 67th Division immediately became more stable.

He is also more confident and sticks to Luodian's position like a flesh and blood mill.

What they didn't know was that if things continued as they were, the current Luodian position would have fallen into the hands of the devils as early as this morning.

That is, in the daytime tomorrow, Huang *wei personally led the remnants of the 67th Division, together with the supporting friendly troops, and after a bloody battle, they regained the Luodianzhu position.

It is a pity that the loss was too great in the battle, and then it was covered by the fierce firepower of the devils.

The defenders of the 67th Division had to retreat soon after.

Also from that day on, the battle here in Luodian moved from the main position in the town to the outer areas, and the two sides fought repeatedly for quite a while.

A large number of troops were filled in, and then quickly depleted.

In other words, the arrival of some rookies such as Hu Biao has brought some good improvements, allowing some small people to survive.

Of course, compared to another improvement, the above can be said to be insignificant.

It was the news that 'Tianyin Radio Station' had been broadcasting after an afternoon of fermentation, which caused a huge sensation and influence in the magic capital.

Whether it is the supplementary battalion of the Jiangsu Provincial Security Regiment, such a small number of brands have been insisting on fighting.

Or those living landmines, before carrying out their mortal mission, they were either proud or tragic last words.

Even just Wang San's simple reaction of kowtowing and calling his mother before his death touched the most sensitive emotion in the hearts of the audience.

Doing something for them as much as possible, and letting those people survive, how many survive, has become the most simple idea in the hearts of the majority of the people of the Demon City.

To this end, I don't know how many people have worked hard and called for it.

One of the above results, in a sense, achieved Hu Biao's goal.

In addition, there are some big figures in the magic capital who contacted him through some channels and made some strange requests: others can ignore it, but Hu Biao must survive.

As long as Master Huang helps, they will naturally remember this favor.

According to what the new Huang Shizuo has learned, this is a private method made by those big men who are concerned about Hu Biao's penicillin channel.

Therefore, Huang *wei just received an order from the Chief's Department: immediately deploy a company of the 43rd Division to support the salient position where Hu Biao is located.

And report the relevant news out, let the people of the magic capital know that the executive department is not doing nothing.

At the same time, it must be ensured that the supplementary battalion will not be destroyed in the near future. If the situation is critical, the supplementary battalion can be allowed to withdraw...

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To be able to sit on the throne of the teacher, Huang *wei is of course not a novice, of course he understands some of the things that this order represents.

Hu Biao and his supplementary battalion, this way of making things bigger, not only offended their 67th Division, but also offended some big figures in the executive department.

At present, due to public opinion, the supplementary battalion really cannot be destroyed, and there must be a few survivors left.

But after such a thing, when the public opinion subsides, they have absolutely nothing good to end.

Even Huang *wei knew that the relevant personnel had already taken action, trying to quickly downplay and calm down such a public opinion.

When that time comes, Hu Biao and the others' good days are over.

After thinking of this, he began to instruct Wang Staff:

"Let me know immediately, wait until the next battle, and send reinforcements and supplies to the front line as soon as possible. Don't forget to send a company to Hu Biao's salient position."

"Strengthen the company?" Based on the consideration of the battle situation and the needs of the actual situation, Staff Officer Wang asked this question.

"No, from the auxiliary staff, just put together hundreds of people and send it up." Huang *wei replied in his mouth.

After hesitating for a few seconds, Staff Officer Wang still agreed: "Yes..."

At 6:34 in the afternoon, only half of the sunset was left hanging in the sky; just now, the battle for an unknown number of times today ended.

"Knife, how many explosive packs do we have?"

After a violent cough, Hu Biao, who spat out a large mouthful of bloody saliva, asked such a question to his adjutant and the chief butler.

Then, he heard a very helpless answer:

"There are only 4 explosive packs left. At most, we can hold on to the next battle. After that, even the explosive packs are gone. What should we do?"

"What else can I do? Bundle a few more wooden handle grenades. Isn't it the same thing? How much does it cost to make a box of grenades in the border area, it's not a big deal."

Hu Biao solved such a problem in an understatement.

However, the problem of explosives used by live mines is easy to solve, but after an afternoon of fighting, some embarrassing things appeared.

After one or two battles, small battles, they didn't even have enough people involved in live mines.

Then, just when such a Hu Biao and the others were almost in a desperate situation, a miracle landed on their heads, and the swordsman shouted with crying excitement: