"Boom." A huge mushroom cloud rose into the air. With Zuo Jianxiong as the center, a huge pit of half a meter deep suddenly emerged. The price paid by the Japanese army was six lives and three seriously injured.

"Eight squares, madman, you're so crazy." A Japanese lieutenant who was on the verge of explosion but survived because someone blocked him in front of him murmured with numb scalp,

This was the beginning. The second lieutenant of the Japanese was rushing to order to move forward. Suddenly, another gunshot sounded over the left front. His chest hurt. When he looked down, he saw a blood hole in his heart. "Eight squares," he murmured again, feeling his strength gushing out into his heart, and his legs were weak and he fell to the ground.

The Japanese were very nervous because of the raid just now. When they heard the gunshot, they responded almost instantly. They pointed at the gunshots at no less than twenty fifteen styles. However, the next moment, the Japanese were exclaiming in unison and fleeing. Many people were in a hurry and even threw their guns away.

Zuo Jianxiong brought a very bad head, with him as a role model, and several scholars lurking near him instantly forgot about life and death, so the next scenes came.

The student soldier hiding in the tree was named Zhang Maoge. After sweeping down several Japanese devils in one stroke, he pulled the grenade leads hanging around his neck, and then rushed towards the densest place of the Japanese devils like a goshawk. It also "rumbling" and a huge mushroom cloud rose into the air. The difference is that because he exploded in mid-air, the area of ​​killing was wider, and he almost didn't stew the Japanese in front of him in one pot.

It can only be regarded as the beginning. In front of Xiao Anbao, at least a company of scholars lurked. They continued to launch suicide attacks on the Japanese, which made Sakamoto's detachment pay a heavy price for every step forward. Finally, after the thirteenth student soldier pulled the grenade on his body and the four Japanese died together, the only courage left by the Japanese in the front brigade was exhausted, and a defeat inevitably occurred.

The brigade was not complete, and now it was killed by thirteen scholars. The others didn't know how many such madmen were in front of them and rushed towards the mountain road. The Japanese behind didn't know what happened, but were also shocked by the violent explosions one after another. Immediately someone followed the Japanese to rush towards the mountain road. The charge formation that Sakamoto Takashi finally integrated suddenly became messy. The Japanese were furious and questioned the Japanese officers around him: "Bajie, what's going on."

A devil officer immediately went out and caught a panicked soldier. The soldier was already scared at this time. Facing Sakamoto Takashi's questioning, he replied tremblingly: "The Chinese people are just a group of madmen. Your Excellency, the Chinese people are crazy."

"Eighth Grid." Sakamoto waved his hand and asked loudly, "What happened, explain it clearly."

After being slapped in the face, the soldier finally became more awake. He trembled all over and told the scene he saw, and finally said again: "Madman, Chinese people are madmen."

"Special attack tactics." Sakamoto's adjutant and a captain concluded,

Sakamoto kicked the soldier away with his kick, his face getting darker. He looked left and right, but he couldn't see a firm look. His eyes closed and opened, and he said in a deep voice: "The Chinese people have even used their special offensive tactics. This shows that our previous judgment is correct. Their troops are the weakest. Have you heard the gunshots? The Fourth Division is still fighting fiercely with the Chinese people. They are at most two thousand meters away from us, and Grandma Muramasa."

A sinister-looking officer stood up,

Sakamoto looked at him, his eyes slowly narrowed, and said word by word: "If the Chinese people want to play special attacks, then we will have fun with them. I will give you five hundred people. Even if you explode, you will also blow up a way for me, understand."

Muramasa bowed, turned around and left.

"Araki Nakasa." Sakamoto looked at his deputy, who took a step forward and looked at him with his eyes flashing.

Sakamoto's Japanese army was rushing towards the mountain road and pointed, "If you bring a brigade behind them, they should have been scared by the Chinese people, and they are just used as human shields."

Araki looked trembling, and he bowed and turned away.

Sakamoto glanced at the others and said coldly: "I don't know how many people we can go back to Labasun today, but even if we can't go back alone in the end, we will leave a painful lesson for the Chinese people. You understand."

"Fight to the death." His adjutant lowered his head and said in a deep voice.

"Fight to the death." The others shouted in unison,

Sakamoto glanced at everyone again, shouted "Yaxi." Then he walked forward with his legs and strode forward.

On the defensive position where Xiao Anbao was personally in charge, he looked at his watch again and said to Wang Mintian on the side: "It's not normal, the Japanese advance so slowly."

"The gunshots are not right." Wang Mintian said, there was about a company of scholars in front of him. Many people should have supported the scholars who surrounded the flanks. The gunshots should be very dense and violent, but the real situation is dense and sparse. Could it be that the Japanese broke through the enemy is not here?

"Take two people to see."

A few minutes later, Wang Mintian returned. Seeing that he looked bad, Xiao Anbao asked in his heart, "What's going on."

Wang Mintian took a deep breath and said, "I met Liu Xiaole. He said that the brothers used their own bait to launch a death-death tactic. The Japanese in front were beaten to death and fled to the highway section."

"Dareful tactics." Xiao Anbao was shocked and cursed: "Dog Damn Liu Xiaole, so brave."

"The traveler should not be the order he gave, but the brothers' independent choice."

Xiao Anbao was stunned and turned his head to look at the direction of the Japanese attack. His eyes couldn't help but feel a little wet. Suddenly, he jumped up and scolded: "Absolutely not allowed. If you send orders, you will not be allowed to use this tactic without my orders."

"Liu Xiaole said, brothers are thinking about your safety."

"Bad, my life is not as precious as theirs. If you pass the order, if anyone is carrying out this tactic without authorization, I will not spare them."

"yes."

Wang Mintian ran away and sent a new order. He had just left it aside. A violent explosion suddenly sounded about 1,500 meters away from Xiao Anbao. Xiao Anbao thought another brother had chosen to die with the Japanese. His face turned pale and staggered, and he almost fell down.

"Hostel." Lu Da quickly reached out to support him.

Xiao Anbao looked at the place where the explosion sounded, and saw a mushroom cloud rising slowly, the wetness in his eyes became heavier, and he whispered: "Lu Da, am I useless?"

“Travel,.”

Xiao Anbao pushed away his hand, waved his Wei Qing-style assault step on his hand and shouted: "Damn, I swear that what the Japanese gave us today will definitely be returned ten times the time it will be given back in the future."

(Old poison: It seems that the promise can be fulfilled,)
Chapter completed!