After several bombs dropped from the sky, the puppet troops were the first to fail. On the one hand, because the officer's mark was more conspicuous in Wang Chengzhu's field of vision, the chance of being selected as a target was naturally higher. The main reason was probably physical and mental exhaustion and a lack of will to fight.
After losing their military commander, everything was lost. If the bombardment hadn't ended and the invading army, which had lost the command of its squadron leader, could restrain the servant army to a certain extent, these idiots would have dispersed and fled as far as they could.
With a roar, a puppet soldier half-buried in the sand crawled out of the crater and ran in a panic in one direction, trying to leave this terrifying area.
With a leader in mind, several puppet soldiers on the verge of mental collapse followed suit and crawled out of their hiding places, where bombs would be dropped from the sky at any time, and crawled towards their superiors' hiding places.
"Squad leader, this place is too scary, can we go back alive?" A puppet soldier was lying next to a one-meter-diameter crater, shivering and shouting into it.
"Yes! Squad leader, I haven't had lunch yet?" "How about we run back!" Several soldiers who came up were talking about ideas.
The squad leader of the puppet army sat by the bomb crater, grinding his teeth and thinking: "Since there was a rumbling sound from the Japanese high-ranking officer, our squad has not received new orders for several hours. Although I don't know what happened specifically, I am sure.
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Since Wang Chengzhu joined the battle, the scale of the enemy's gathering activities has been reduced from the company and platoon level to that of the team leader. When distributing lunch, they first follow the invaders. When it is the turn of the puppet army's leader, they can't even separate the hard rice.
Here we are. I have been fighting for half the afternoon on an empty stomach. That is to say, my usual food is not bad and I am not starving yet.