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Chapter 344, scare the enemy's guts

On the way to the east of the city, the garrison headquarters was already in a scene of hell.

Suffering the baptism of rockets and submachine gun bullets, the Japanese soldiers who were at the forefront were already dead.

The power of the explosion tore the body tissue apart, red, white, yellow, and pieces of flesh splashed everywhere.

When children see this scene, I am afraid that they will have nightmares every night.

In Wang Gensheng's eyes, seeing these things too often is nothing but pediatrics, and it's no big deal.

The important thing is to clean up the little devil.

"Bazooka, blow up that machine gun team for me."

With an order, a loaded rocket flew across the alley in a swish, destroying the four-man machine gun team mounted on the corpse.

Wang Gensheng pulled the trigger, and the th cover ejected bullets, accurately hitting an outcropping sergeant.

The effect of rockets is indeed beyond imagination.

No matter how good the marksmanship of the sniper is, one shot can only kill one enemy.

It takes at least four shots to destroy a machine gun team.

One rocket was enough, and even the machine gun was overturned together.

Wang Gensheng was surprised and wondered, how did the Germans come up with this kind of weapon? It's so powerful.

It is simply the best support weapon for infantry, bar none.

"Sir, the Eighth Route Army must have come in. The heavy machine gun team was under direct fire from the Type infantry artillery. We couldn't stop it."

"impossible!"

Guitou Shaozuo roared sharply, he didn't believe it at all.

The East City Gate has just been attacked, and they are here to rush for reinforcements.

Eighth Route can bring cannons here to stop them. Could it be that they flew over?

Judging from the enemy's attack, the number of people will not be very large, they should be equipped with machine guns or submachine guns, at most a dozen people.

Guitou Shaozuo pointed to his subordinates and said: "The number of enemies must not be many. You lead people around from the side, and you must cooperate to eliminate them. You must not let anyone go."

"Sir."

The communication soldier who was chasing after the garrison command immediately explained the purpose of coming: "Your Excellency, the lieutenant officer asked, why there was an explosion and exchange of fire, and what happened?"

Major Guitou tightly held the handle of the command saber, his finger bones turned white.

Could it be true that they were blocked by a small group of enemies and the troops suffered heavy losses?
Then where to put his face!
"Go back and tell the lieutenant commander that it's just a small group of saboteurs, and they will be wiped out soon.

We will definitely arrive at the east gate on time, and we will never let the enemy in. "

Regardless of the predicament at this time, the ghost head Shaozuo first came to announce the good news but not the bad news, and said it nicely.

at the same time.

Toshihide Yamashita stood on the wall of the west city gate, observing the situation of the whole city with a telescope.

The East City Gate was attacked, and the shouts of killing were loud, which must be the direction of the enemy's main attack.

There are also flames and fierce battles in the direction of the arsenal. I wonder if they are still holding on?

The violent explosion at the entrance of the garrison command, and the dense gunshots like popping beans are enough to reflect the intensity of the firefight.

In this situation, Junxiu Yamashita's first thought popped up in his mind: Everything is the fault of the Eighth Route Special Forces.

The actions of the East City Gate, the arsenal, the garrison headquarters, and the Eighth Route were premeditated.

Urgent footsteps came from behind, and the adjutant rushed over panting, and before he could stand still, Toshihide Yamashita asked:

"Have you dialed the number of the East City Gate Guard?"

"No one answered, and I have been unable to get in touch."

The adjutant's reply was like a bucket of cold water, pouring cold water on Junxiu Yamashita.

It's over, it's over.

The East City Gate must be unable to defend, and the Eighth Route Army is about to break in.

Without the most solid city defense, Toshihide Yamashita really couldn't figure out what capital they had to defend.

He had seen the combat effectiveness of the New Second Regiment. Ono Ichiro's garrison team could still try with the city defense. Without the city defense, it was only a matter of time before the troops were defeated.

"follow me."

Junxiu Yamashita ran down the city wall, and dialed the number of the garrison headquarters at the east gate garrison.

"Hello, Yamashita-kun? Great, I need you just now. The Eighth Route Army is attacking the East City Gate, the arsenal and..."

"I've seen it all." Junxiu Yamashita couldn't listen anymore and interrupted him.

"Mr. Ohno, the Eighth Route Army should be coming in. The mountain city can't be defended anymore. Please take someone to move to the west gate. We will withdraw from the mountain city now."

"retreat?"

Ohno Ichiro suspected that he had heard it wrong, so he asked again to make sure he heard it right.

"Yamashita-kun, there is no news that the east city gate has been broken so far. If I give up the retreat now, I will go to a military court."

"How can I manage so much... Hey, hey!"

hang up.

Junxiu Yamashita put down the phone and pursed his lips.

Of course he hoped that the east city gate would not be breached by the Eighth Route, and that the mountain city could still be defended.

But things often backfire, and the worst outcome that is feared is the most likely to happen.

His suggestion must be the most correct, but now he is just a dismissed empty chief, and is not qualified to order old friends.

Sad, sad!

The adjutant asked, "Sir, what shall we do next?"

Junxiu Yamashita was extremely decisive, turned around and left: "Withdraw, you can't stay in the right and wrong place for long, if you don't leave, it will be too late."

It is also the experience he summed up after several failures.

As for old friends, good words can't be damned, he can only bless the other party.

Ohno Ichiro hung up the phone, his face full of awe, very ugly.

"That guy at the bottom of the mountain was scared of being beaten and became a frightened bird. He wanted to run away at the slightest movement. He is really ashamed to be a soldier of the empire."

Obviously, the east gate is still in his hands, and the troops are still very abundant.From Shanshita's mouth, it became that he was about to lose the battle, and even ran for his life in embarrassment.

Doesn't he find it ridiculous?
Cowardly one.

"Report."

The messenger who chased him out to inquire about the situation returned, and brought a reply from Major Guitou.

"Oh, the little troublemaker, he will be eliminated in minutes. He will say it."

Ono Ichiro felt a little relieved that there was finally good news.

However, he soon stopped laughing.

A soldier with blood on his face broke in: "It's not good, the Eighth Route Army has entered the city."

"what?"

Ohno Ichiro felt that this night, he had used up all the surprises he would have in his entire life.

If true, that's too soon.

He stepped forward to support the soldier: "Please explain in detail."

Go back to the East City Gate after twelve o'clock.

The dynamite pack blew up the east city gate, like a crack in a solid tortoise shell, and there was no going back.

Zhang Dabiao led people to kill him immediately, "Quickly, quickly, control the city gate, and wipe out the remnant enemies on the city wall."

The soldiers following him took over the duties of the special forces and secured the passage into the city.

"It's finally here."

The few minutes they held on for was almost as fast as the sun, and the sandbags they used as a cover had eaten at least hundreds of bullets.

As long as one is lucky, you will not see the sunshine of tomorrow.

Yuan Lang hung the gun around his neck and met Zhang Dabiao.

Almost without paying any price, they entered the city smoothly. Zhang Dabiao had a happy smile on his face: "Consultant Yuan, this is your special team."

He gave a thumbs up, his admiration was beyond words.

A mere 22 people dismantled the defense of a city, and the victory in this battle should be the first, and it can be publicized as a legend.

In fact, there were a total of ten people who broke down the defense of the East City Gate.

Yuan Lang was not in the mood to show off in front of Zhang Dabiao, so he patted his shoulder to show his intimacy, then pointed in the direction of the garrison headquarters and said:
"Over there is the headquarters. Wang Gensheng is leading people to stop the enemy's reinforcements. You have to run faster. If you run slower, the enemy will slip away."

"Okay, I will toast you two after the battle."

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Dabiao had already rushed out, leading a group of people to kill in the direction of the garrison headquarters.

The most dangerous work has been done, and there is no need for further action.

Yuan Lang lit a cigarette and stood at the gate of the city, watching the soldiers pouring in continuously, feeling a sense of accomplishment.

If it weren't for him to take the special forces team members to take risks, and the troops attacked hard, at least they would have to pay more than a hundred casualties.

He has learned the essence of Kazuki Yamamoto's special warfare.The back wave is better than the front wave, and beats the front wave to death on the sand.

Yamamoto's death was not wronged.

"Old Li."

Li Yunlong heard the sound and came over, "Why are you here, the city gate was opened by you?"

Sneak attacking the city gate is a very dangerous task. It is clearly agreed that Yuan Lang will provide weapons for reconnaissance and hand it over to the special forces.

After all, his safety is very important, and he would not change several counties for Li Yunlong.

Yuan Lang knew he was wrong, he laughed twice, "By the way, let me introduce to you the hero this time, the newly acquired secret weapon, the German-made bazooka."

He changed the subject very bluntly, but the secret weapon was about to be revealed, which aroused Li Yunlong's curiosity.

Under the guidance of Yuan Lang, he saw the so-called rocket launcher.

It is about one meter long, and its caliber is a little smaller than that of a grenadier, about forty millimeters.

Li Yunlong asked curiously, "This is the secret weapon? It looks like a cannon barrel. How is it used?"

Yuan Lang described in detail how to use it.But Li Yunlong expressed doubts when he heard it.

It's amazing that a cannon cannonball can be shot out without anything else.

Don't say I've seen it before, I haven't heard of it.

"My description is definitely not very real." Yuan Lang called the monk over: "Find a target and show it to the leader."

Monk Wei looked left and right, the little devils around him had been wiped out, and the puppet soldiers raised their hands and surrendered.

If you want to find a target, you can only follow the sand pile fortifications.

Li Yunlong waved his hands when he heard it, "Forget it, the brigade commander called for saving, we wasted shells, it's purely against the wind to commit crimes and want to be scolded."

Yuan Lang pointed to the distance and said, "At the garrison headquarters, the enemy hasn't been wiped out yet. Now we can go to the actual combat and test it directly, killing two birds with one stone."

Li Yunlong: "Then go and see, I want to see how powerful your so-called secret weapon is."

As a commander, it is naturally necessary to know the power of weapons used by troops.

People are gone.

A cigarette was so burned that only his butt was left. Yuan Lang took a sharp puff, then threw it on the ground and stamped it out.

"I'm going to sleep and call me when the fight is over."

Some people have a winning ticket and are ready to sleep, while others feel anxious and anxious.

After listening to his subordinate's report, Ono Ichiro was completely numb.

He spent a lot of time building an impregnable city defense.In front of the enemy, he did not hold out for a quarter of an hour.

Simply a joke.

The protagonist of the joke is him, if you pass it back, you will never even think about raising your head in this life.

How did it fail!
Is the defense of the city for nothing?

Are they blind?

Is the guy in your hand a firestick?
It was so easy for Eighth Road to blast open the city gate.

Ohno was full of complaints, and wished he could fly over, grab the corpse and slap a few times to relieve his hatred.

"Sir, I can't stop it. A large number of enemies have already rushed over. The major asked me to tell you to withdraw quickly."

This kind of bad news can no longer move Ohno Ichiro's face. The successive bad news has dealt a devastating blow to his confidence.

He even doubted whether he was a qualified commander after all.

Otherwise, how could it be so vulnerable in front of the enemy?
"Sir?"

The communications soldier asked anxiously, waiting up and down for him to make a decision.A little later, it's time for the Eight Routes to encircle them.

"Withdraw, after leaving the Imperial Association Army behind, we will retreat from the west city gate."

When giving the order, Ohno Ichiro thought of his old friend again.As expected of his rich experience, he had predicted this scene one step earlier.

"Hit, hit me hard, don't let the enemy go."

When he walked out of the headquarters, he also heard the shouts of eight roads, indicating that the enemy was very close to them.

"Come on."

With the support of his subordinates, Ohno Ichiro ran towards the west in embarrassment, no different from a defeated soldier.

At this time, face is worthless, and life is the most important thing.

Running wildly all the way, since becoming an officer and not having to participate in daily training, Ohno Ichiro's physical fitness has declined drastically.

When he ran out of the west city gate, he only felt a burning pain in his throat, his lungs were panting non-stop, his breathing was very short of breath, and there was no pain in his whole body.

"Balu didn't catch up."

"No."

"Then take a rest, I can't run anymore." Ohno Ichiro panted heavily, and his words were a little awkward.

"Sir, let someone carry you away."

An officer boldly made a suggestion. It seemed that he was really afraid of being beaten, and he didn't want to stay for a moment, for fear of being chased by the Eighth Route Army.

Ohno Ichiro was hit hard, he had completely let go of his face, and followed the other party's advice like a good guy.

Using the stretchers used by the medical soldiers to carry the wounded, the group continued to flee into the distance.

But not far.

"Call me!"

The unfamiliar language made the soldiers tremble, as if hearing the whisper of a demon.

Their hunch was not wrong at all.

Sanlian, who had just arrived here, used the most enthusiastic bullets to entertain the enemies who collided head-on.

The sound of machine guns and explosions mingled together, and the Japanese soldiers who were only concerned about fleeing were suddenly taken aback, and fell into a pool of blood before they could react.

The soldier carrying the stretcher fell, and Ichiro Ono fell to the ground.

With pain all over his body, he listened to the dense gunfire and looked at the sky blankly: "If I had known that I would have listened to Yamashita-kun, I might have retreated safely."

But there is no one in the world who regrets buying medicine.

Sorry, it's too late.

(End of this chapter)