Anti-Japanese War Frenzy: World Hegemon, Riches and Brothers

The puppet troops lay prone in place, not daring to make any rash moves.

What a joke.

Those who charged ahead had already died under the guns of the Eighth Route Army.

........ ...... ...

The puppet troops saw it all clearly.

The Eighth Route Army had at least a hundred machine guns.

A hail of bullets pierced his body.

Who could withstand that?!

Charge and break through.

That's practically suicide.

but.

If we stay where we are, we will be wiped out sooner or later.

dilemma.

……

Da da da da!

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"The Japanese devils are charging up again."

"As many as come, as many as die."

"Come on, anyone who's got a death wish!"

He was operating the Mg42 general-purpose machine gun.

The excited soldiers on the position didn't need to aim much at all.

They fired a whole magazine of bullets at him.

The firepower network formed by hundreds of machine guns completely covered the Japanese troops.

Da da da da!

The relentless Japanese soldiers, facing overwhelming firepower, continued their advance.

One by one, they became corpses on the ground.

Looking at the machine gun firing continuously.

The Japanese soldiers gritted their teeth.

They couldn't figure it out.

What kind of military force could possibly employ such an audacious fighting style?

From the start of the battle until now.

The machine gun never stopped firing.

More importantly.

The soldiers firing machine guns were clearly not veterans.

None of them were aiming.

Bullets rained down in a chaotic cascade.

Could it be the other party?

Aren't you afraid of wasting it?

If such Eighth Route Army troops are considered to lack supplies...

Then there's their Imperial Japanese Army.

What is it anyway?

Even in battle, no one fires machine guns with such arrogance.

The Japanese devils are numb.

Autistic.

Also scared.

……

"...or...the flowers, don't stop."

"Handsome Daniel Wu, get moving! The better the data, the faster the updates!"

Chapter 234: The Third Regiment was dumbfounded. Where was the promised reinforcement?

"Comrades!"

We're about to reach the battlefield.

"Everyone, follow my orders."

"No matter the cost, we must rescue the besieged soldiers."

The old regimental commander of the Third Regiment, running along, solemnly instructed his soldiers.

Even at the cost of one's life.

They were not afraid to fight the Japanese devils.

Although the weapons and equipment we have now are not comparable to those of the Japanese.

But when it comes to courage, combat effectiveness, and fighting will...

They are no worse than the Japanese devils.

"Yes!"

Each soldier was full of vigor.

Everyone hopes so.

Faced with such a fierce attack from the Japanese.

Li Feng and his soldiers were able to save more lives.

"Comrades, charge!"

The commander of the Third Regiment gritted his teeth.

He led his soldiers and charged headlong into the battlefield.

Everyone should be prepared to die.

They're just Japanese devils.

There's nothing to be afraid of regarding "863".

It's just a mere 15000 people.

It can work!

……

On the battlefield.

"!"

"Where are the people?"

Where are the Japanese devils?!

The soldiers of the Third Regiment who rushed to the battlefield looked at the corpses of the Japanese and puppet troops scattered all over the ground.

Everyone felt a chill run down their spines.

Originally, these people were prepared to fight the Japanese to the death.

Unexpectedly.

The Japanese soldiers are dead.

The stunned soldiers turned their attention to the soldier from the Third Battalion who had fired the shot.

"Captain."

"Look quickly."

"As soon as we arrived on the battlefield, we saw the soldiers of the Third Battalion eliminating the Japanese soldiers."

"And it was a one-sided massacre!"

numb.

Completely numb.