Once the stone mill weighing thousands of kilograms is in motion, the huge momentum is like an indestructible chariot, carrying an astonishing momentum and rushing towards the Japanese bunker unstoppably.
The Japanese felt cold sweat break out on their backs, and they all stared with wide eyes as they watched this extremely ferocious guy rushing over.
They had all seen the first line of defense being easily torn apart just now, so they had a deep understanding of how powerful this big guy was.
"Run quickly!"
After quickly measuring the impact of their own combat effectiveness on this big guy, the Japs decisively chose to abandon the second bunker to temporarily avoid the opponent's edge.
What a joke. Each of these sandbags piled up to form a bunker weighed hundreds of kilograms, but they were easily crushed by large rocks. Their small bodies were no match for them.
Moreover, they also believe that even if the person opposite has super physical strength, how much physical strength will be left after breaking through three bunkers?
Therefore, in the second bunker, the Japs seemed to be possessed by Bolt. They all ran away in the blink of an eye, leaving only a pile of empty sandbags.
Even those heavy heavy machine guns didn't have time to move away, so they were left there alone, waiting to be crushed by the big rocks.
Bang——, the boulder crashed into the second bunker. It was still so easy. The sandbags were like scarecrows knocked away by a running bull. They flew out in all directions, causing some Japanese soldiers who had not run far to get hit hard in the back.
Falling to the ground.
He raised his head hastily. The Japanese who fell on the ground looked up at Dashi Nian who was rumbling closer. His eyes were filled with deep despair. His legs that were too weak to stand up were shaking as if they were nervous. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't stop.
Can't stand up.
Click——, the sound of broken bones resounded on the battlefield, followed by a muffled sound of popping, and streams of blood rose from the ground, as if a volcano that had been silent for a long time suddenly erupted, rising up the red patches.
The heart-stopping blood flames.
When the boulders swept through the second bunker, the second bunker was completely unrecognizable. The ground was in a mess, and messy sandbags were everywhere. The fallen human body could occasionally be seen in the middle, but most of them were incomplete.
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Beads of sweat appeared on the foreheads of Hai Dafu and Hai Dongqing, and their breathing became rapid. Although they were born with supernatural powers and could move this huge stone mill with astonishing weight, it was also very draining of their physical strength.
After rushing through two bunkers in succession, their physical strength was exhausted.
"Sister, there is one more thing to do, do you want to go through it or not?"
Raising his head and looking at the third bunker where the figure was shaking in the distance, Hai Dafu turned to look at Hai Dongqing beside him, his eyes full of questioning.
"Come on, why don't you rush?" Hai Dongqing snorted coldly, with an unruly look in his eyes, and shouted, "My aunt is going to kill these turtle bastards with one stone today."
"Okay, go ahead!" Seeing that his sister agreed, Haohai Dafu roared, and the muscles on his arms suddenly swelled. On them were green blood vessels like earthworms, beating with every breath he took, "Little devil
, I’ll kill you with one stone.”
Whoops, the huge stone mill suddenly accelerated, like a whirlwind, rolling forward, causing trees to fall and sandbags to collapse everywhere it went, and there was a cloud of flying dust everywhere.
The Japanese were so frightened that they were dying. They had never seen such a fierce person before. It was like the ancient god of war was reborn, which made people unable to think of fighting.
"Baga, who is this person? He is simply too terrifying." His heart was full of resentment, and those devils ran faster than rabbits, fearing that they would be crushed by boulders and catch up.
Behind, Zheng Xiao saw how fierce the two siblings were. He jumped out from behind the bunker, raised his automatic rifle and shouted, "Follow me." After saying that, he was the first to rush out.
Behind him, the special operations team members were holding automatic rifles and their shouts shook the mountains. They were like an indestructible iron stream, heading straight to kill the Japanese soldiers in the distance.
There were big rocks rolling in front to clear the way, and behind them, Zheng Xiao and the others supported the two of them with shooting, which ensured their safety and allowed the two of them to exert all their power without any scruples.
In this way, the boulder crushed the third bunker, then moved forward along the hillside, heading straight for the Japanese gun tower.
Between the three rock masses and the turrets, there is a bulge. The two sides facing the turrets and bunkers are gradually lowering, as if they are the ridges of the roof. Hai Dongqing and his brother pushed the big rocks and rushed forward, and finally rushed up the bulge.
of high hills.
When they got here, there was a downhill road ahead. The two siblings felt their hands loosen up, and they felt much lighter. They hurriedly let go and let the big rocks roll down the hillside, knocking over many people who were retreating in a hurry along the way.
Japanese soldiers.
From the raised position to the hillside between the turrets, the slope is 14 to 5 degrees. This terrain makes the big stone crusher faster and faster, and in the blink of an eye it surpasses the original push of the two siblings.
The fastest speed when moving.
It was like a beast that had escaped from trouble. There was nothing in front of the big stone that could stop it from moving forward. All the trees on the hillside in this area were cut down by the Japanese in order to prevent anyone from using these trees to get close to the gun tower. I didn't expect this.
Instead, this action led to the Dashi Nian attack.
Without any obstruction, the big stone rolled at the speed of a train and went straight to the outer wall of the ground floor of the turret, slamming into it.
On the turret, Lianchuan Yasuo and Qianshan Muxue were both frightened. They never dreamed that the other party could drive such a big thing to attack. This made Qianshan Muxue, who had always been proud of strategizing, also panic.
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Holding the armrests of the wheelchair with both hands, Qianshan Muxue stared closely at the big guy rolling towards him. His heart was about to jump out of his chest. However, in order to maintain his usual demeanor of remaining calm despite the collapse of the mountain, he still bit
The teeth are held there.
Next to him, Colonel Yoshikawa Yasuo was similar. His face was serious and dignified, but somehow it looked like someone had slapped his face with the sole of a shoe. It was so distorted that it made people confused.
Behind the two people, a group of staff officers were frightened. They had not reacted yet and could only stand there, rubbing their fingers with both hands, but they did not realize what they were doing.
We've hit it, we've hit it, we're going to hit it! This was the thought that came to all the Japanese soldiers in the turret at the same time, making them feel as if they were in a dream.
However, the huge sound caused by the impact of the boulders and the turrets, as well as the violent shaking of the turrets, told them that this was not a dream, but a real thing.
Bang——, a deafening loud noise rang out under the Japanese turret, and the cloud of smoke and dust that covered the sky rose from there, rose rapidly in the sky, and then dispersed, drifting in all directions.
The turret, as if it had been hit hard by a huge stick, started to shake uncontrollably and made a creaking sound. After shaking several times, it stopped.
In the blockhouse, the wheelchair made by Qianshan Muxue suddenly slid backwards as if someone had pushed it, and went straight to the stairway not far behind, which led directly to the ground floor downstairs.
Lianchuan Yasuo saw Qianshan Muxue sliding backwards at a glance. He subconsciously reached out to fish it out, but he only had time to grab the leather boot on one of Qianshan Muxue's raised feet, and he rushed forward with the wheelchair.
Entered the stairs.
"It's too late." Colonel Yasuo Lianchuan grabbed Qianshan Muxue's extremely smelly leather boots and fell backwards, hitting his head on the combat table next to him.
With a crackle, everything on the table rolled down. After several drawing pens rolled down and poked Yasuo Yasukawa on the head, the teacup finally fell on his head, and a staff officer just made him a full cup.
All the tea was poured on his face.
With an ouch, Yasuo Nianchuan felt like a pig's head being thrown into hot water. In the blink of an eye, he jumped up from the heat, and his cheeks instantly turned red.
While stroking his cheek, Lianchuan Yasuo didn't care about his injuries, but turned and ran towards the stairs, because General Qianshan Muxue, the God of War, rolled down there and would definitely be injured.
In the Kwantung Army and even the entire army, General Qianshan Muyuki is the idol of all Japanese soldiers. He and General Yamamoto Isoroku of the Japanese Navy are military gods who are almost fanatically worshiped by the people in Japan. Their influence is unprecedentedly strong.
It makes people dare not despise it.
If Qianshan Muxue, the military god, died like this in his small fort, Yasuo Lianchuan was really afraid that he would be torn into pieces by those fanatical fans in Japan.
Rushing down to the ground floor in three steps and two steps at a time, Colonel Yasuo Yasukawa looked for traces of Qianshan Muxue in the house with a pig-headed face and eyes that were already beginning to swell.
When he looked around most of the room, he finally found the wheelchair Qianshan Muxue was riding in. It was overturned beside the table, but the person was nowhere to be seen.
"Quickly, look for the military god general. We must find him." Yasuo Lianchuan yelled, pulling his neck, and directed the Japanese soldiers who got up from the ground to start looking for Qianshan Muxue.
At this moment, a weak voice came from under the table, "No need to look for it, I'm here."
Lianchuan Yasuo hurriedly knelt down and looked under the table, only to find Qianshan Muxue lying under the table. His head had somehow slipped into a spittoon, and he was struggling hard to get out.
He ordered the Japanese soldiers to help Qianshan Muxue up, and then took off the spittoon on his head. Only then did he realize that Qianshan Muxue's head and face were covered with a thick, unknown liquid, and there was a disgusting stench.
The smell made the Japanese soldiers supporting him on both sides subconsciously hold their breath.
The Japanese soldiers in the artillery tower were relatively lazy. Sometimes they would just solve the problem directly in the spittoon to save trouble. As a result, today's spittoon had not had time to be emptied, so General Qianshan Muxue had a taste of this unique taste.
While wiping the dirt on his face with a handkerchief, Qianshan Muxue listened attentively to the increasingly fierce gunshots outside. Gradually, his face became serious, and then he suddenly laughed, "So that's it, ah - bah!"
After spitting a mouthful of sticky phlegm on the ground, Qianshan Muxue turned to Lianchuan Yasuo and shouted, "Lianchuan-kun, quickly gather all the Japanese troops on the periphery and narrow the encirclement. Zheng Xiao wants to run."
"What, isn't he storming the headquarters?" Yasuo Yanchuan was surprised. He even wondered if the military god's head was damaged by a spittoon, so he had such an outrageous idea.
Outside, the extremely fierce gunshots showed that the enemy had reached the door. Now there were only dozens of Japs left in the turret struggling to resist. With the opponent's ferocious firepower and sturdiness, it would take less than three or two minutes to defeat them.
Breaking through the gate of the turret.
Victory is right in front of us, almost within reach. With Zheng Xiao's boldness, how could he give up and retreat like this?
Seeing that Yasuo Lianchuan was still hesitating, Qianshan Muxue became a little anxious. He grabbed Colonel Lianchuan's wrist and shouted, "Quick, quick, or it will be too late."
"Qianshanjun, can you tell me the reason for this?" Yasuo Lianchuan seemed not to give up and asked.
Qianshan Muxue was going crazy with anxiety, but it was Yasuo Yasukawa who had the final say here. He could only endure it and explain it in the shortest words, and Yasuo Yasukawa suddenly realized.
The two people rushed back to the second floor. Just when Yasuo Nianchuan grabbed the phone, the gunfire outside suddenly stopped and disappeared very suddenly.
Qianshan Muxue's expression changed, and he couldn't help but sigh: It's too late, it's too late!