Indiscriminate bombing means that the Japanese and Wang Hao on the battlefield will be buried with them!

However, the brigade commander had already given the order, so what could he do? He could only turn around and give the order.

Soon, the Japanese grenades rumbled.

The next moment, dust was flying on the battlefield. Every Eighth Route Army soldier and Japanese soldier was blown up.

Even Wang Hao's side was covered by artillery fire.

Suddenly, the sky was filled with dust and no one could see the road.

"Baga Yalu, what do they want to do with these gossips? Why are they bombing their own people..."

The devils screamed in horror one by one.

The Eighth Route Army soldiers, including Wang Hao, also looked confused, not sure what the little devil was going to do.

What is going on? Is it the end of the world? Why are you killing your own people?

The Japanese went crazy, and shells continued to rain down on Wang Hao and the battlefield as if they were free of charge.

Wang Hao and the others could only hide in the bunker, waiting for the judgment of fate.

Although these grenades are not very powerful, as long as they fall within a few meters of you, they will be fatal.

Wang Hao never imagined that these devils could be so ruthless and would even ignore his own people in order to kill them.

On the battlefield, whether they were Eighth Route Army soldiers or Japanese soldiers, they all found bunkers and hid.

Zhang Ming, on the other hand, had been blown into a ditch by a cannonball. The dust and soil thrown up by the cannonball fell on his body and face.

If the bombardment continues, he will be buried soon.

Imamura Shengji shouted hysterically: "You all listen to me. As soon as the bombardment stops, everyone except my guards will rush towards me. Others can leave it alone. That Wang Hao must be given to me." Find them out. If you are alive, you will see the person, and if you are dead, you will see the body. Do you understand?"

"Hi."

Those Japanese officers immediately stood at attention and said hello.

A few minutes later, the artillery fire finally stopped, and the Japanese who had been prepared rushed up one by one, screaming.

At this time, the battlefield was covered by a layer of loose soil. Whether they were Japanese soldiers or Eighth Route Army soldiers, they were all buried under the soil.

An Eighth Route Army soldier shook his head and climbed out of the bunker. He saw a large wave of Japanese soldiers rushing up the hillside.

"OMG!"

"Batalion Commander, the Japs are coming..."

"Brothers, the Japanese are coming, get up and fight!"

This Eighth Route Army soldier's voice was filled with tears. He shouted wildly and looked around.

Soon, one by one the Eighth Route Army soldiers shook their heads and got up.

Of course, there were quite a few Japanese who got up.

These people who got up, whether they were Japanese soldiers or soldiers of the Eighth Route Army, immediately fought together when they saw the enemy.

On the battlefield, soldiers and Japanese soldiers got up and started fighting again.

More and more people got up, and the fighting became more and more fierce.

At this time, there were less than a hundred Eighth Route Army soldiers on the battlefield who could still fight. Those who could fight actually meant those who were slightly injured.

No one was injured, no one.

The same goes for those Japs. Since there were so many Japs, the bombardment caused even more heavy casualties to the little Japs.

Anyway, the number of people on both sides is almost the same.

Behind them, Wang Hao and the others got up and saw that the Japanese were attacking again.

He raised the gun in his hand again and fired at the charging Japanese without hesitation.

"Bump, bump, bump..."

Gunfire rang out again, and the Japanese fell to the ground one after another.

At this time, the soldiers were extremely exhausted. They were bombarded again. Even if they survived, their heads were buzzing from the shock.

However, they still stubbornly raised their guns and shot.

No matter what, we must stop these Japs and not let them rush to the battlefield. As soon as they rush to the battlefield, Zhang Ming and the others will really be finished.

However, they were too far away from each other. They were about 200 meters away from the battlefield. It was not an ordinary difficulty to hit the Japanese charging on the other side of the battlefield.

Wang Hao stood up decisively and shouted loudly: "Brothers, when we meet on a narrow road, the brave will win. Charge with me! Fight with the devil...kill..."

"kill……"

The soldiers roared out of the bunker one by one and rushed toward the battlefield.

In fact, because they were too scattered, the enemy's grenades did not do much damage to them. There were only thirty or forty casualties.

Although all of them are exhausted, at this moment, they must fight hard.

As soon as Wang Hao and several hundred people rushed out, Imamura Katsuji's eyes widened immediately.

"Bagaya Road, why are there so many Tubal Roads?"

Although there are still more people on the Japanese side than the Eighth Route Army, they are not much more. In this fight, we really don’t know who will win.

Imamura Katsuji's brows immediately wrinkled.

He suddenly roared: "Baga Yalu, I don't care what method you use, you must kill that Wang Hao for me. Come on, all of you, come for me, find that Wang Hao and kill him for me."

Imamura Katsuji was anxious, he was really anxious.

Almost all of his troops were destroyed. Only the last few men were left. If Wang Hao could not be killed this time, he had no other choice but to commit seppuku.

After hearing what he said, the Japanese stopped talking nonsense and rushed up in a hurry.

There were only two guards left around him to protect him.

It was time to fight, and all the Japanese soldiers rushed forward.

Wang Hao was also unambiguous. Everyone knew that this was the time for the final battle.

It was impossible for Wang Hao to leave his comrades and escape, so he had to fight hard.

Soon, both sides began to engage in hand-to-hand combat.

A Japanese sergeant who rushed at the front waved his command sword and charged at Wang Hao to kill him.

Wang Hao pulled out the speed controller from his waist and banged him, knocking him to the ground.

Before he fell to the ground, Wang Hao snatched the command knife from his hand.

The right hand holds the knife, and the left hand holds the speed machine. One knife, one gun, one knife, one gun, one gun.

Although he is very tired, he must work hard at this moment!

Those Japanese soldiers also saw that all the Eighth Route Army soldiers were exhausted. They were quite excited!

One by one, waving their three-eight bayonets, they rushed towards the Eighth Route Army soldiers.

If it comes to fighting with bayonets, these tired Eighth Route Army soldiers are certainly no match for them.

But the Eighth Route Army soldiers did not talk to them about martial ethics at all.

The guns in their hands were all filled with bullets, as many as 8 bullets.

"Bump, bump, bump..."

The sound of gunfire suddenly became loud.

The distance is so close, you don't even need to take aim. Just shoot, it's like shooting someone.

One by one, the Japanese fell to the ground unwillingly.

They never imagined that these bastards were not here to fight with them but to shoot them.
Chapter completed!