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Chapter 479 Poison Gas Factory, Tunnel Exit!

More than two thousand infantrymen, led by Shen Quan.

Deployed bit by bit.

Everyone.

He unconsciously quickened his pace, and the cavalry was able to hold off the enemy.

But it can't stop the enemy completely.

Chase them!

Bite them!

One bite!

Swallow these little devils!

Sun Desheng took the lead, and the saber in his hand had long been replaced by a submachine gun.

And war horses.

They also started charging from a farther distance, and more than a thousand people started charging.

The earth is shaking and the horses are roaring.

Smoke and dust agitated, shouts of death arose everywhere, and the invisible momentum gathered into an unstoppable torrent.

Like a sharp sword, it is unparalleled in its sharpness.

Murderous aura leaps out!

"Cavalry regiment!"

"charge!"

Hoarse shouts surged over the battlefield.

Soldiers hold submachine guns.

It was a burst of fire directed at the enemy in front.

There were even cavalrymen who put light machine guns on their horses, but this thing was not something that a soldier could control.

The soldiers armed with light machine guns were divided into groups of three, and the horses charged in a Z-shaped formation. The soldier at the front served as the main attack machine gunner, and the two at the back worked together to provide ammunition support at any time.

Group of three.

Extremely efficient and extremely powerful!

Before they even rushed into the enemy's formation, this momentum had already frightened the enemy.

The cavalry regiment was full of murderous intent.

Behind him, the infantrymen were also as powerful as a rainbow.

Carry out crazy strikes against enemies within shooting range.

The soldiers held AK47s in their hands, and the bullets poured out as if they were free. Every bullet was shot out.

The enemy is like a leek swept by a sickle.

One after another they fell.

Blood splattered everywhere, the smell of blood filled the entire battlefield, and the team of little devils was decreasing every minute and every second.

This fear of death continues to pervade the team.

"Fight back!"

"Fight back!"

"Kill the chicken and give it to me!"

"Long live the Empire of Japan!" The Little Japanese Captain crouched, his eyes flashing with fear.

But he didn't forget to raise the command knife in his hand.

Attack orders were given again and again.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Bang bang bang!"

The sound of submachine gun fire sounded like a tiny life-threatening horn.

The sound is not loud, but every time, it can take away the little devils one after another.

"Co-captain!"

"Captain, we can't fight anymore!"

"We must, we must retreat immediately!" Beside the captain of the Little Japs, an adjutant's legs were shaking slightly. They had only been in contact with this group of enemies for a few minutes.

But an entire regiment was forced to retreat, but they could only watch helplessly as the warriors fell one after another.

Even if it's a pig.

It's not that fragile, right?

"idiot!"

"What should we do if we withdraw the large force?"

"Baga, coward! You are a coward!" The captain's face was ferocious, but when he spoke, his legs were trembling slightly.

Sun Desheng rides on a war horse.

The momentum is like a rainbow.

He just brought a cavalry company and came straight to the little devil's headquarters.

"Rush over there, there's a big fish over there!" Sun Desheng wiped the blood from his face.

The blood was not his, but the little devil's. After all, in just half an hour, dozens of little devils had died in his hands.

"Captain!"

"Leave it to us!"

"It's too dangerous!" The surrounding soldiers galloped their horses and whips, trying to catch up with Sun Desheng.

"fart!"

"Danger? Kill the little devils. There is no one who is not dangerous. Charge all together and leave these little devils behind!"

"But we can't be content with fighting, we have to chase the little Japanese in front!" Sun Desheng hummed, because the distance between him and the enemy was already very close.

As he spoke, Sun Desheng raised the submachine gun in his hand.

The target was none other than the captain whose legs were shaking with fear.

"Bang bang bang!"

A round of bullets was fired quickly.

Many bullets deflected when the war horses charged at high speed.

It hit the surrounding ground.

Smoke and dust rose up all over the ground, and the little Japanese captain's body trembled slightly, and he fell to the ground like a dead dog.

"hiss!"

Sun Desheng's horse could not help but roar, but Sun Desheng did not stop.

He galloped his horse and whipped his whip and continued to chase the little devil ahead.

Scenes like this are happening all over the battlefield. The soldiers are brave and fearless. Even if they are injured, no one chooses to withdraw from the battle at this time.

Sun Desheng looked back at where he came from.

There was more determination in his eyes.

The future is long, and there are still tens of thousands of little devils on the run. Even if it is dangerous, he will not hesitate.

"brigadier!"

"This battle will show you the capabilities of our cavalry!"

"The worst that can happen is that you will die and be buried in horse leather!" Sun Desheng took a deep breath, led a small group of soldiers, and rode away.

Go forward a few hundred meters.

Soon the traces of the little devil were discovered again.

"Cavalry regiment, charge!"

"Those who are afraid of death can stay, and those who are not afraid of death can charge with me!" Sun Desheng gritted his teeth, but his eyes were particularly fierce. The soldiers seemed to be infected by this emotion, and they became even more powerful for a while!

"charge!"

"The cavalry regiment is victorious!"

"Charge, the independent brigade is unparalleled, our Eighth Route Army is invincible!"

"Kill all these little sons of bitches!" The shouts of killing shook the sky, making the little devils in front feel the sharp edge!
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