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Chapter 0097 British, panic!

When facing the enemy, Duanwu will never show mercy and will never give the enemy any chance to counterattack.

Just when he shot three times to smash the left rear drive wheel of Kitano Sanjuro's command vehicle, he flew up, jumped over a pile of broken bricks and rubble, and rushed towards the enemy tank.

At the same time, Kitano Sanjuro naturally would not sit still and wait for death.

The previous gunfire, including the strike of the left driving wheel, allowed him to determine the enemy's position.

The turret was rotating rapidly, and the Japanese machine gunner also opened the hatch and got out, preparing to shoot at the Dragon Boat Festival.

Duanwu quickly took out his gun, and in the twenty-meter pistol rapid fire, Duanwu had not lost yet.

The Japanese machine gunner had just mounted the machine gun on the turret when he was knocked down by two shots from the Dragon Boat Festival and rolled back into his tank.

"Baga! Shoot for me, shoot for me!"

Kitano Sanjuro ordered to fire. But in a hurry, the Japs' gunner missed the shot. The Dragon Boat Festival was thirteen meters away from the tank, but the Japs' gun fired more than thirty meters away.

, exploded in the distance.

The explosion couldn't hurt Duanwu at all. Duanwu took the opportunity to get close, tore off the kettle from his waist, and stuck it in the gap between the rotating turret.

Click! Click!......

The turret was stuck and couldn't move at all.

Duanwu took the opportunity to plant the explosive pack. But the moment he lit the fuse, he discovered that the outer armor of this command vehicle was different from other Japanese armor, as if it had been re-reinforced.

Visual inspection of the armor shows that it should be at least 18 to 20 mm thick.

Therefore, the amount of explosives originally used to blow up the tanks was obviously insufficient.

Duanwu thought for a moment and made a quick judgment. He took off the explosive package and threw it directly under the tank.

Snapped!

The explosive package was directly stuck to the bottom of the tank due to the magnet, while Duanwu ran away.

5,4,3,…

It took Dragon Boat Festival three seconds to run more than 20 meters.

He jumped into the air and hid behind the previous bunker.

At this time, Kitano Sanshi7ro already felt that something was wrong, and he was trying hard to climb out of the hatch of the tank.

However, it was too late; the fuse only took six to seven seconds to explode.

He doesn't have this chance anymore!

Boom!

With a huge explosion, the tank's weakest chassis was directly torn to pieces.

The flames and impact of the explosion suddenly poured into the tank, raging in an extremely small space.

At this moment, the Japanese in the car were like sweet potatoes being baked in a sealed oil drum.

But this terrible roasting reached hundreds of degrees Celsius in an instant.

The human skin was instantly scorched, and a large number of blisters rapidly expanded from the skin.

This kind of pain can only be felt by those who have experienced it personally. It is a feeling that life is worse than death.

Compared to the Japs in the car, Kitano Sanjuro was much luckier.

He flew more than thirty meters high like a cannonball, then planted himself head first into the soil.

The smoke of gunpowder was still filling the air, but the Japanese, who had been so arrogant before, fell at the feet of all the soldiers of the independent regiment, one by one, with more tragic deaths than the last.

Duanwu carried the Type 79 rifle, stepped on the ruins with one foot, squinted his eyes, looked at the noon sun, and then showed a long-lost smile.

The smile at this time is a happy smile, a genial smile, a warm smile, and a winner's smile.

He won again and defeated the most arrogant chariot army of the Japs.

"My mother, Tuan Zuo is really a god! Did you understand what he just did?"

Zhou Dabang asked the two people around him with a confused look.

Xie Jinyuan and Daozi shook their heads at the same time, because they both felt that it was beyond human power.

Use a medium-sized rifle to intercept the tank, and rush up to plant the explosive package the moment the tank stops.

This is easy to say, but if it were so easy, Chinese soldiers would not have to die so many in the battle against the Japs.

And until now, they still don't know how Dragon Boat Festival stopped the little devil's turret.

The Dragon Boat Festival is a mystery in their hearts, but it is also a god-like existence! ...

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"good!"

"Victory!"

At the same time, following the explosion, the soldiers of the Independent Regiment also rushed out of the Sihang Warehouse.

They were cheering, they were laughing, some of them even cried with joy and hugged each other.

Their joy had nowhere to vent. They took off their hats and threw them high into the air.

At this moment, the sky above the entire Sihang Warehouse was filled with the cheers of the soldiers.

Lao Tie stood on the south side of the roof of Sihang Warehouse, facing the people who gathered on the south bank, covering his mouth with his hands, and shouted loudly: "We are victorious! The little devil's armored regiment has been wiped out by us!"

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"well!"

"Long live the independence group! Long live!"

The crowd on the south bank was abuzz, and all the citizens raised their right hands. At this time, they were like a bomb that had been detonated!

Once upon a time, they were cowardly, they were depressed, and they lived like lost dogs.

However, the independent regiment's great victories again and again gave them hope and strengthened their waists again.

They are no longer slaves of the subjugated country, nor are they slaves of anyone. They are the masters of this vast land in China!

They roared and vented their countless grievances! Some of them were even crying!

But this kind of crying is happy crying! Exciting crying! It is no longer the helpless crying or painful crying of the past!

But at the same time, the British panicked. When the British consul heard that the Independence Regiment had wiped out the Japanese tank squadron, cold sweat instantly flowed down the sides of his temples.

Because the victory of the Independence Group means that the lunatic is coming.

The Japanese bribed arms dealers to sell fake artillery shells to the Independence Regiment, and killed Eva, a dancer in the labor army. The Chinese government and the 88th Division had long been dissatisfied with this.

However, in order to please the Japanese, the British consul kept suppressing this matter. He even did not hesitate to send out White Russian soldiers to protect the Sakura Hall.

As a veteran colonizer, the British may have really lost their face in the Atlantic Ocean, but they are actually afraid of the Japanese.

But the fact is that the British have not been afraid of the Japanese for a day or two.

From the moment Japan got rid of British colonial rule, the three words "British" were worthless in front of the Japanese.

The British seem to be aware of this and have always shown goodwill to Japan, even if they lose some of their own interests.

For example, the British Concession was begged by the British. It was not as many people imagined that the Japanese were afraid of the British and did not dare to attack the British Concession.

In the eyes of the Japanese, the British Concession was just a dispensable place. What they wanted was the whole of China. As for the British Concession, they could easily win it after defeating China.

Therefore, it's not that the Japanese didn't attack the British Concession, they just didn't take the time to do so.

In other words, it is not the British who are protecting the Chinese, but the Chinese who are protecting the British. Without the support of Chinese soldiers here, his British concession would have long been owned by the Japanese.

But the British have not yet understood this truth, and still want to rely on their status as veteran colonists to get a share of the Japanese.

However, their last illusion may be shattered by the victory of the Independent Regiment.

Because that lunatic came and only brought about thirty people with him, and then he came and killed him! . . .


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