Fujita happened to be in the outermost part of the explosion and was not seriously injured, but a hole was cut on his face, which looked very ferocious. Two of the three squadron leaders from the Kwantung Army died directly in the explosion. The explosion killed at least 300 people and more than 200 wounded people were added.

"Who shot the shot just now? I found it and gave me 100 oceans. Damn, this kid is definitely going out to step on the shit." Mao Yuanshan said happily. Finally, he found out that the shot was a novice. This was the second shell she fired. Even he himself did not expect that there would be such a great result. 100 oceans were obtained.

The huge explosion sounded and all the troops around him heard it. The two Japanese brigades around him also heard the sound here. They sent several waves of reconnaissance troops here to see what was going on. Unfortunately, they were all eaten by the army led by the Chief of Staff.

To be honest, the Japanese are used to being arrogant. They have never bullied the Chinese. They have never seen any Chinese provoking them. Although this position is the Fourth Guard Brigade, they believe that a 2,000-person brigade will not dare to come even if the Chinese are brave enough to be ambitious.

Mao Yuanshan’s strategy is very correct. He surrounded you, but I didn’t attack, and he relied on artillery to kill you. There were no other things. We only had more shells. If one was not enough, I would shoot you a pair and kept blowing you to death. There were also light and heavy machine guns and snipers around him. As long as it came out from inside, these machine guns would be greeted. It would be better if you shrink it. Anyway, we don’t plan to go in, just let our shells in.

"Captain, the Japanese are nothing great. I guess half of them are dead. We haven't moved yet." Zhang Dashan and Zhuzi looked at the wall in front happily. They thought how many people would die if they rushed in? Now, no one died, so they killed half of the Japanese inside.

"You two remember that this is modern warfare. If you can be solved with artillery shells, don't use bullets. If you can be solved with bullets, don't use bayonets." Mao Yuanshan said meaningfully. He knew that in this era, arms weapons were far more important than those who were lives. Mao Yuanshan must let them understand that sometimes human life is the most important, much more precious than these artillery shells.

The two of them grinned at the same time, that is to follow you. If you follow others, don’t say that you can shoot shells like this, and just hit a dozen shots in, it would be amazing. It would not be like now, throwing them inside with the shells. Even if you hit them with the shells, it would kill the Japanese devils.

"The artillery company stopped the artillery attack, everyone changed into pistols, the snipers paid attention to the targets in the distance, and the heavy machine guns were on guard, and rushed in." This was the time to charge, but from the telescope, there were no one standing inside, just a military camp of several thousand square meters, and nearly 3,000 shells were thrown over. However, if there were still people jumping around, then these people would be iron men.

Everyone immediately advanced slowly in the battle formation. No one knew whether the other party had heavy firepower points, and they did not dare to rush forward like this. If a heavy machine gun base was not blown up, the bullets would be like that, and more than a dozen people would die.

In Mao Yuanshan's opinion, the most important thing now is to accept his fate. In such a chaotic world, it is definitely not easy for him to join such a security team. If a large number of them die, I will feel really distressed.

The battle formation is that each squad is a unit, with submachine guns walking in front, and the rest of the people are holding grenades in one hand and their Mauser pistol in the other. In the short-term connection, the pistol is proven to be the best weapon. The Americans used the m1911 Cort pistol to shoot the Japanese, but now they can use Mauser pistols.

As long as you hear a sound in front of you, the two submachine guns will immediately come. No matter how many times you die, if you encounter a corpse of a Japanese devil, no one is allowed to go over and shoot them directly. This is what the above explanation is, saying that the Japanese devils have a Bushido spirit. As long as they breathe, they will pull the grenades on their bodies. If anyone dares to get closer, then prepare to take a dirt plane. No one can be defeated by their lives these days.

Although the battle formation was a little slower and wasted some ammunition, it could definitely reduce casualties to the lowest level. It was about 500 meters in ten minutes, killing hundreds of Japanese devils. Only 12 people died on his side, and 15 seriously injured and 20 were slightly injured.

"Captain, the Japanese are now all huddled into their building. I guess there are still hundreds of people inside." Sun Desheng knew that his chance was coming again, so he quickly reported it to Captain Mao.

"What are you afraid of when you shrink in? Why are you doing here stupidly? Have your artillery been so long that it has not yet warmed up? If you don't want to change the cannon barrel. Since they want to not come out inside, just use it as a grave. There is never a shortage of dead Japanese in this world." Sun Desheng told the truth, just waiting for Director Mao's words. Although he is not stingy with artillery shells in normal times, it is training. He can't see blood at all. He grows too slowly with his soldiers. It's different now. This is a practical battle. With a shell down, he can make more than a dozen people fly and break up. He can also let his soldiers see how cruel the battlefield is. If you don't want your comrades to become like this, you should work hard as an artillery.

When the ten infantry cannons lined up in front of the building, the Japanese inside were also stunned. When will the Chinese be able to treat them like this? They are all elite soldiers of the Great Japanese Empire, but now they are blocked here by a Chinese security regiment, and they are about to lose their lives. The gap is really too big.

Even the soldiers of the security regiment outside wondered when they could treat the Japanese like this. In the past, whenever they were fighting, they were chased by the Japanese like a rabbit. In their eyes, the Japanese were synonymous with demons. If they ran as fast as they met with the Japanese, it turned out that they could fight like this.

"Listen to the people inside, I'll give you three minutes to surrender. We can treat the prisoners preferentially. As long as the murderers who killed 86 ordinary people are handed over, we can give lighter punishment for the others. After three minutes, we fire immediately." At this time, some reporters from the capital appeared, and there were some foreigners. If this is the case, Mao Yuanshan would give the people inside a way out, otherwise it would be better to speak out his reputation.

According to the original plan, let alone giving these people some way to survive, they would just blow up the entire building, so they would not have so much nonsense with the Japanese. However, Mao Yuanshan was glad for his decision later.

"The soldiers of our great Japanese Empire will never surrender. Gang Fujita said loudly, standing on the top floor, Mao Yuanshan sneered at Taka Fujita on the top floor, "I'll give you a way out. If you don't come out properly, now I'm challenging me. If you die, you can't blame me. Journalists from other countries also know that the situation here is true, and they don't ask these guys to favor us. As long as they can report the real situation here, it's not that I didn't give you a way, but that you have to resist stubbornly.

Mao Yuanshan snapped his fingers, and the ten Type 92 artillery next to him immediately fired. He could see clearly what happened to a building at such a close distance. Even if the ten shells exploded in the building, the entire building seemed to be cut off in half.

"Dog Japanese, what did you look like when you used to hit us with cannons? Now let your dogs try it too." The artillerymen skillfully replaced the shells while hitting these guys hard.

The Japanese have already used all their strength to resist, but the gap between the weapons and the opponent is too big. Their artillery has been blown up. Although there are still a few heavy machine guns, they can't hide. No matter how powerful your heavy machine gun is, they can't do anything to them. However, their artillery can hit you, and the shells are shot down like rain.

In five minutes, the entire building suddenly collapsed. The Japanese inside may still be dead, but they were seriously injured. Director Mao did not have the time to dig out you out and did not die. You blame yourself for your bad life, and you slowly starve to death, or even suffocate to death.

A reporter from Ta Kung Pao took a photo like this. A security soldier was holding a Somi submachine gun in his hand, carrying a Mauser pistol on his waist, and followed several soldiers behind him. Seeing a Japanese devil holding his hands up not far away, he seemed to be seriously injured. The soldier quickly ran over and pressed the wound on his chest with his first aid kit, waiting for the photographer to press the shutter.

When the photographer pressed the shutter, the style changed. The soldier got up and kicked him, and a bullet killed the guy.

"Wang Yousheng, you are a damn man, you are all wounded soldiers. Who asked you to kill him with a submachine gun? What is your pistol for? Don't you know how to save bullets?" His squad leader scolded him from behind. Although he was already the deputy squad leader, the squad leader was from the same village as him. According to his seniority, he had to call him an old man, so he scolded himself, and he could only wince his neck and recognize him.

"Squad Leader, this is what the commander said, don't worry about consuming bullets. Besides, if this guy took this grenade, I would probably explode if I went to pull out the pistol." Wang Yousheng said a little aggrievedly. He did what the commander said, so why was it wrong to get to the commander's place?

"You kid, I'll beat you up now, the commander said you're doing that. Do you know how much ammunition we consumed? Have you seen the carriage over there? A total of 50 cars." He looked at the squad leader's finger. The carriage was quite large, with 30 ammunition boxes on it. The good guy's 50 cars of ammunition solved the battle.

Look at the submachine gun in my hand. It was just now that there were seven or eight bullets. It is said that each person in the 29th Army had only 20 bullets. This was sold to him by our regiment commander. In the past, there were not even ten bullets. Who was really lucky compared to me. If you follow the regiment commander, you will definitely not suffer any loss. It’s ten yuan a month, so don’t mention the wife’s admirational look at her.

"What are you doing? Zhang Dashan collected all these weapons and equipment for me." Director Mao saw that his battalion commander actually chatted with a reporter. It seemed that the reporter was still very shy. This kid was good at hooking up with girls, so why didn't he know how to let his brothers clean the battlefield?
Chapter completed!