At this time, don't worry about your own life and come to support this lame brigade commander, then there is really something wrong with your head.
The puppet army commander Cheng Kun saw that no one was paying attention to him, and he couldn't help but panic.
At this moment, my lips were trembling constantly, and I was running as hard as I could...
On the legs and shoulders, blood was flowing out.
Waves of heart-pounding pain came...
The puppet army commander Cheng Kun did not dare to stop.
So it looks very desolate at the moment...
Behind the scenes, the gunshots became more and more intensive.
That's the roar of a crooked machine gun...
Most of the puppet soldiers under his command died on the way to escape, and the rest who were still alive had long since disappeared.
The puppet army commander Cheng Kun was trembling all over...
He knew it couldn't go on like this.
If you try to escape again, you will definitely die.
"I won't fight!"
"I surrender!"
"Zhao Guoqiang!"
"Labour and capital surrender!"
"You can't fucking kill labor!"
"Hahaha!"
"Labour and management like the way you want to kill them but are helpless!"
The puppet army commander Cheng Kun turned around tremblingly, and then let out a series of powerful roars.
At this moment, Zhao Guoqiang, commander of the fifth infantry battalion, was only two to three hundred meters away from Cheng Kun.
A roar, more or less noise can still be heard.
Zhao Guoqiang, commander of the 5th Infantry Battalion, hesitated for a moment...
But in the next moment, he raised the M1 Garand semi-automatic rifle in his hand without hesitation.
A distance of more than two hundred meters...
A shot fired...
The bullet is as steady as ever...
boom……
The bullet from the Garand semi-automatic rifle penetrated directly into the head of the puppet army commander Cheng Kun...
Puppet Army Brigadier Marriage's action of waving the shell gun in his hand continued, but his whole body fell backwards...
He just wanted to pretend.
Who would have thought that Zhao Guoqiang would actually dare to shoot...
This group of puppet troops did not have any fighter jets to begin with, and now that the puppet army commander Zhao Guoqiang died, it is even more like this.
Right now, everything is cool!
Zhao Guoqiang took back the Garand semi-automatic rifle in his hand, with a solemn look on his face.
"The commander said so."
"As long as the enemy does not lay down his weapons, he is not sincerely surrendering!"
"You can kill him at any time before he puts down his weapon!"
"remember!"
"We are the commander's soldiers!"
"We must remember every word and deed of the commander!"
"The us we once were are already a thing of the past!"
"Now we just need to follow the commander's orders!"
Zhao Guoqiang, commander of the 5th Infantry Battalion, his eyes gradually became firmer, his tone became firmer, his hands gradually clenched, and then he felt an extremely strong sense of oppression!
Such oppression, suppressing all dissatisfaction!
…
The thousand puppet troops were basically wiped out.
There was no threat in the first place, and it is even more so now.
The remaining few thousand Japanese soldiers were now running around in panic.
Fang Yu was not in a hurry. He was riding in the sd.kfz222 light armored vehicle, and from time to time he would aim the 20mm cannon on the armored vehicle at the Japanese, and conduct a comprehensive sweep.
Except for the first time, those 10 Tiger tanks advanced crazily in front...
Japanese bullets, grenades, grenade launchers and even Type 92 infantry cannons could not cause any fatal damage to the Tiger tank.
At most, it's just a white mark on the Tiger tank's armor? Or is it a small pit?
Is that a problem?
That's never been a problem.
A wave of oppression.
A wave of repression.
A wave of beating.
It is not easy to wipe out this group of Japanese who only know how to flee.
Because Fang Yu has now led the infantry and tank troops to the battlefield, the artillery reinforcement battalion has stopped shelling, mainly because they are afraid of accidentally injuring their own people...
Overhead, Junkers bombers returned after conducting several rounds of bombing raids.
At this point, the little devil no longer needs Junkers bombers to continue bombing.
After the first round of heavy artillery bombing and bomber bombing, the number of this group of Japanese soldiers dropped sharply to 5,000 from 8,000 when they first evacuated.
And now after many rounds of tank bombardment, the casualties have once again exceeded half...
At present, only two thousand Japanese soldiers were left there, fleeing hastily.
"Kill the chicken and give it to me!"
"You stay here to break up the queen!"
"Broken Queen!"
"Sato-kun! You stay and are responsible for restraining them!"
"You are all the most powerful warriors in the empire!"
"Cover the commander of our division to leave!"
"The commander of our division...has to go back and report to the Commander!"
"The core secrets of this battle are all in the mind of the commander of our division. Nothing should happen to the commander of our division!"
"Cover the commander of our division to leave!"
Iwasaki Chisei, commander of the Japanese 41st Division, couldn't help but scream.
To be honest, after the war has reached this point, there is actually nothing much to say.
All that can be said has been said.
Escape first.
Not everyone faces death seriously.
Especially for those devils in high positions.
Gradually, they have gotten rid of the shackles of brainwashing, broke through the shackles, and had their own brand-new ideas.
On the contrary, there are those low-minded Japanese who believe crazily in the so-called Bushido spirit, and they really have a bit of a fearless spirit.
The leader of the Japanese division asked Jaiko Sato to stay and lead the troops to break up the rear.
Jako Sato's face was as black as the bottom of a pot...
All the expectations I had had were fulfilled one by one.
Sure enough... each wave is worse than the last...
I thought being in the 40th Division would be miserable enough following that stupid Ezaki Sanae Division Commander.
Unexpectedly, the worst is yet to come...
Following the commander of the 40th Division, Esaki Sanae, you can still save your life.
Now follow this 41st Division Commander Iwasaki Sensei, he will really kill you!
"Your Excellency, Division Commander, I can't stay. Please hire someone else, Gao Ming!"
"Your Excellency, Division Commander, I am the highest-ranking surviving commander of the Empire's 40th Division. I need to lead the last warriors of the 40th Division back to the Empire!"
"I cannot let the 40th Division be completely destroyed!"
"Soldiers of the 40th Division! Please retreat with me!"
Jako Sato gritted his teeth and left directly with the people.
He simply refused to obey orders.
You, Sensei Iwasaki, are the commander of the 41st Division, and I, Sato, am the deputy chief of staff of the 40th Division. We are not in the same system, so I don’t have to listen to you.
Sensei Iwasaki was so angry that he screamed...
asshole!
These bastards don’t take themselves seriously now!
idiot!
Bagya Road!
The wall fell and everyone pushed it!
Damn it!
The leader of the Japanese division, Iwasaki Sensei, cursed twice in his heart, but at this moment, he still wanted to escape...
His eyes looked at Yamamoto Kazuki...
"Yamamoto-kun, the commander of our division has always admired you. You are the most thoughtful and accomplished young officer in the empire!"
"I appreciate your idea of special operations!"
"I……"
The leader of the Japanese division, Chisei Iwasaki, wanted to say a few more words, but Kazuki Yamamoto turned around and left with the Yamamoto special team without paying any attention to him.