The armored self-propelled artillery stopped firing after a bombardment. Yamamoto sent a Japanese soldier holding a white flag high and waited for the other party to come to negotiate. Now they want to chase Sean and they have no choice. The Nazi armored self-propelled artillery on the opposite side doesn't care who you are. .Dare to start a war on their territory and it was an extraordinary time. Not to mention they also lost an armored self-propelled artillery.
The driver of the armored self-propelled artillery vehicle that lost its chain started to curse. He managed to survive but broke one of the tracks on one side. A motorcycle drove towards the Japanese soldiers holding the white flag high. They didn't know that the Japanese were coming to support them. They drove all the way. When they came over, they were all aiming their guns at the surrendering Japanese soldiers.
After Fujino Watanabe heard the report that no body had been found in the mountain col, he roared and cursed like a crazy dog: "Baga, damn Nazis. If you don't come early, you won't come later. But you came out at this time. These achievements are not enough to fail." Those guys who have more to do. I really want to shoot them."
Kato Jiro rarely tried to argue with Fujino Watanabe. He comforted him and said: "Watanabe, calm down. Pay attention to your words. If the Nazi soldiers who come over hear it, you will suffer. This is not the place. Our battlefield. Just be patient."
To be honest, Kato Jiro was also very annoyed. But he was still annoyed. He had to remind Fujino Watanabe about certain things and words. If Fujino Watanabe's words caused more than 90 people here to suffer, it would not be worth it. Pass Picasso's attitude. He already knew that outsiders like them were very unwelcome.[
Yamamoto Kazuichi did not speak. His eyes were a little dazed as he stared at the more than thirty people who had died. These subordinates he had trained with his own hands were now dying tragically in a foreign land. It was very difficult for Yamamoto Kazuichi to accept. His miscalculation and carelessness made him suffer. The hardship also made his men pay the price they deserved. It was a bloody and fatal price.
Yamamoto Ichi now has nothing but hatred. He lets the drizzle hit his dirty face. He is holding the katana tightly in his hand and is unable to calm down the resentment in his heart. The word "forbearance" he has always believed in cannot be calmed down. At this time, Yamamoto Ichi What I want to do most is to chop those Allied elites alive with a single blow.
A Nazi motorcycle drove up to a Japanese soldier holding a white flag high. When the Nazi corporal in the passenger seat got off the car, he glanced at the Japanese soldier and didn't recognize him. Then he saw an old-fashioned submachine gun hanging on his chest. He sneered and raised the MP40 submachine gun in his hand and hit him head on. The Japanese soldiers were so beaten that they didn't even dare to fart.
There was a crash. The Japanese soldiers who came from behind all picked up old-fashioned submachine guns and pointed them at the Nazi corporal. But the Nazi corporal showed no fear at all. He spit on the head of the Japanese soldier who had just been beaten, picked up a cigarette and lit it. A group of Japanese soldiers sneered and looked at them mockingly at their overestimation of their capabilities.
Fujino Watanabe saw that the Nazi corporal was so arrogant. He couldn't help but ran out as if his brain was congested. He yelled: "Baga, who are you? Why are you beating our people? A corporal dares to be so arrogant. It's rare that he doesn't know where friendly forces are. There is no time to do anything. Call your commander over."
The Nazi corporal sneered, exhaled a puff of smoke and said: "I'm sorry. We have never heard of whether we are friends or not. As for your request, it is even more unreasonable. Your military status is too low. I don't understand any nonsense. Now I solemnly warn you. .Put down the gun. Accept our investigation.”
"You." Fujino Watanabe was so angry at the words of the Nazi corporal that he almost vomited blood. His military status was too low and he didn't understand shit. It was obviously a naked insult to their little elite of the Japanese Imperial Army. If it hadn't been for Yamamoto who came from behind. As soon as he was stopped, Fujino Watanabe really wanted to order this guy to be shot.
After Yamamoto knew the temperament of these Nazis, his tone became a little flat and said: "I am Major Yamamoto, commander of the expeditionary force. I am equivalent to your major here. I want to see your commander. We are supporting Krisan. Friendly forces on the bridge, please be accommodating."
Gou Bin hid in a tree on the mountain col. Because he was too far away from the mountain col, he couldn't hear anything at all. Hearing the quarrel below, Gou Bin immediately jumped out of the tree, picked up the prepared anti-tank javelin, and carried his sentry towards the mountain col. A Japanese soldier sneaked over quietly. This time Gou Bin planned to frame these Japanese people and make them dog-eat-dog for a while.
"Uh-huh..." When Gou Bin touched the Japanese soldier's back, he covered his mouth with one hand. The Japanese soldier reacted and struggled to scream. Gou Bin's dagger hit him for the first time. They found a Japanese soldier and opened the knife. The Japanese soldier whose neck was wiped struggled for a few times and finally his hands went soft and his head tilted to one side.
"Hey, little Japan, let's take the blame. You want to hunt me down. You must be qualified to say so." Gou Bin fixed the killed Japanese soldier and sneered at the two sides facing each other. He picked up the anti-tank javelin. Resting on the shoulders of the dead Japanese soldiers. Aiming at the advancing armored self-propelled artillery vehicle where the ceasefire was suspended.
The Nazi corporal snorted and said disdainfully: "I've never heard of you, Major, Major. As for you talking about supporting the Krisan Bridge, that's a joke. Why do we, the German army, need you outsiders to intervene? Now I'm beginning to doubt your attack. We. Put down our weapons immediately. Otherwise..."
The Nazi corporal hadn't finished speaking. He immediately heard the sound of an anti-tank javelin being fired. After the Nazi corporal reacted, boom~ there was a burst of explosions and noisy shouts and curses from behind. The Nazi corporal reacted and cursed. He made a mean sound and just raised his gun.
"Don't shoot..." Tutu tutu... Yamamoto Ichi's three words "don't shoot" were not finished yet. Dozens of guns beat the Nazi corporal and the motorcycle rider into a hornet's nest. Yamamoto was dumbfounded. This time it was considered a hornet's nest. He jumped into the black sea and took the blame. When Yamada turned his head and looked at the col, he saw that Gou Bin was still in the mood to take off his pants and pee on them.
"Hahaha... here comes the holy water. A gift for you. You're welcome. I'm so white-headed." Halfway through, the Japanese soldier who raised his head lowered his head and sprinkled it all over his face. After humiliating them, Gou Bin tightened his trousers with pride. He laughed loudly, leaving behind a dead Japanese soldier carrying an anti-tank javelin.
"Baga. We have fallen into a trap. The conscience of these Allied forces is very bad." Fujino Watanabe was really vomiting blood at this time. The armored self-propelled artillery vehicles that were originally stationary all started to move. The turrets and lights were all shining in this direction. Boom. ...Boom...Boom...The sound of a series of artillery fires and bombings was heard. The roaring artillery was heading straight towards Yamamotoichi and the others.
"Spread out." Yamamotoichi shouted almost vomiting blood. When he was about to die, Yamamotoichi didn't care about his subordinates. He threw himself to the side. Boom... boom... a burst of explosions and screams. Then the sound rang out. Yamamoto, who was lying down, felt a pain in his eardrums and a buzzing sound in his ears.
Boom, boom, boom... After a burst of artillery fire, within a few seconds, another burst of artillery fire struck. The Japanese soldiers who were disrupted fled in all directions. Without the command of their commander, they had no choice but to flee in all directions. In the midst of the fierce artillery fire attack .Blowed to death. Exploded to minced meat. Exploded to minced meat. Under the bombardment, there was a bloody massacre.
The Japanese soldiers who were full of points ran down the mountain col to use the mountain wall to block the artillery attack. The Japanese soldiers who were too stupid to react ran around. Most of them were blown up. A few of them only had their legs broken by pieces of luck. They deserved to be implicated. The Japanese soldiers simply hated the cunning and cunning Allied forces. If they hadn't started stirring up trouble and fighting, there wouldn't have been such a tragedy.[
Gou Bin carried a Thomas submachine gun and attacked the Japanese soldiers with a Nazi self-propelled artillery armored vehicle in the distance. He curled his lips and said disdainfully: "Idiots are idiots. Fight. Fight. The harder the dog bites, the better. If I had known it was so easy." I’m too lazy to waste so many brain cells.”
Gou Bin despised Yamamoto Ichi's command. He knew that this idiot was strong on the outside but weak on the inside. He was so careless that he didn't send more Japs on the mountain col. If he had sent more Japs on the mountain col, Gou Bin might not have succeeded so easily. .Not to mention other things, just because he fired the rocket launcher, he might be chased by a group of mad dogs.
When Gou Bin ran towards the truck, he immediately discovered that Sean was digging holes and burying mines with a dagger. He walked over and kicked Sean in the butt and said: "Okay, okay. Don't waste your efforts burying them here. I like to bury them so much." Go to the Krisan Bridge and wait for you to bury it. Let’s go and support the Krisan Bridge.”
Sean encountered a sneak attack from Gou Bin. He almost threw himself into a dog-eating posture. He was sweating profusely and touched the landmine that was close at hand. He turned his head and said depressedly: "Oh. Damn it. Cruze, be careful. What if? I have a mine in my hand and we are all dead. Uh... okay. Just leave. Let go."
Under Gou Bin's violent mention, Sean broke free from Gou Bin's brutal lifting of clothes with a puzzled look on his face. He put away his dagger, picked up the mine, and got on the truck. Jimmy got on the truck and said something to drive off. The truck headed towards Driving in the direction of Krisan Bridge, looking at the roar of artillery fire behind, Gou Bin leaned against the carriage and smoked a cigarette with interest.
As for Yamamoto Ichi and the others, they suffered from artillery bombardment for more than ten minutes. It was not until Picasso and the others discovered that something was wrong in the back that they rushed to stop the deadly bombing. When Yamamoto Ichi got up, what was left on the ground was a piece of burning flames. corpses. Most of the dead-looking Japanese soldiers were killed at once.
Fortunately, there were less than twenty Japanese soldiers who survived. Fujino Watanabe was blown to pieces in the fierce artillery fire. Kato Jiro lost his lower body and dragged his long intestines and looked up at the sky. It is still unknown whether he is dead or alive. Anyway, he is close to death. It's almost done. Yamamotoichi, who suffered heavy casualties, smiled stupidly.
When Picasso and Beers were walking by, the Japanese soldiers were saying sarcastic remarks: "Look, look at you. These are the most elite special forces of the Japanese. Poor. Too bad. A few of them." This is what the Allied elites have done. Just go home and farm. Don’t embarrass yourself here."