Of course, Lao Gao was very righteous and did not steal monsters, but asked the artillerymen to launch artillery bombardment at the second tier of the Japanese in the back.

In order to ensure that the security regiment's position was taken advantage of the Ye Zhan, the old Japanese in Numata organized a 3,000-person stormtrooper team. He just wanted to get close while the night was approaching, and then rely on his superior forces and superb bayonet fighting skills to capture the security regiment's position in one fell swoop.

Not only that, there was a second commando with 3,000 people behind him, just 600 meters behind the first commando.

"Hahaha, the Japanese finally couldn't hold back! Don't stop fighting the flares, blow the rest up for me! At the group of Japanese behind, a carpet bomb!"

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Accompanied by flares one by one, a carpet bombardment of more than 20 shells bombed the second echelon of the Japanese.

As artillery soldiers brought by Hu Yizhou, these gunmen are familiar with the mystery of carpet bombing, and this is what they come from the beginning.

"Boom boom boom... Boom boom boom..." The firelight of the shells falling to the ground lit up in front of the team, and the Japanese who were holding a bayonet were scared to circle.

"Boom boom boom..." The second round fell immediately, covering the front rows of the Japanese team.

In the rafting shrapnel and violent shock waves, the Japanese soldiers were like rag dolls ravaged by the strong wind. Some were blown into the air and turned to the ground, while others were simply torn into pieces.

"Boom boom boom..." The shells continued to extend backwards. With the shells that Gundam had carefully calculated, the artillery soldiers could finally blow up happily.

The battle ahead continued, and there was no stop at all because of Gundam and their shelling...

"Onboard..." In front of the position, a Japanese soldier with an aunt's scarf wrapped around his head ran forward barefoot with a bayonet.

"Puff puff puff puff..." After a while of the sound of the bullets entering the flesh, the Japanese soldier was hit by at least five bullets and could only fall softly to the ground. The firepower density of the security team was so high!

Facing the onboard charge of the Japanese, what else is better than a light machine gun and a submachine gun? It seems that someone is talking about Gatlin? Ahem, our family doesn't.

In just a few minutes, a large number of Japanese soldiers were killed and injured in front of the position, and even the Japanese corpses were piled up into a wall, and some of them were deliberately thrown up by the Japanese soldiers.

But now, the Japanese raid teams no longer engage in any raids, but deliberately hide behind the human wall. They either shoot or throw grenades, and occasionally organize one or two charges.

The Japanese were very open about using their comrades' bodies as bunkers.

At this time, all the friendship between comrades is bullshit, and all the spirit of Bushido is bullshit. If you are loyal to the emperor, you can save your life. This is the Japanese, who is so hungry that they eat all the corpses of their own people.

The human body accumulates, and red blood is flowing out desperately, forming a small pool of blood at low places. The red blood emits a strange color under the light of the flares.

"Dadada...Dada..." Dogzi finally knew that he had shot shortly, for no other reason, because he still had two spare magazines, he had to save ammunition.

Suddenly, a few black things were thrown from behind the Japanese corpse wall.

"Boom boom boom..." These things exploded immediately after they landed on the ground. The dog felt numb and no longer felt it, but his arms were unable to use strength. Is he injured?

"Dog...Dog god!" Squad leader Zhao didn't hear the roar because his ears were buzzing at this moment.

"Dadada...Dadada..." Squad leader Zhao put the submachine gun on the landmark made of tree branches in front of the individual pit and shot at the Japanese wall, while taking out a Jiuzhai military grenade with the unscrewed lid from his hand.

"Swish...swhoosh...boom..." Bite the rope to pull the fire, throw the grenade out with one hand, and Squad Leader Zhao's movement was done in one go. The grenade also exploded behind the human wall.

"Swoosh swish swish swish..." At this time, the machine gunners on the position discovered that the place was suddenly approached by the Japanese, and quickly shot the gun at the Japanese human wall.

"Lao Qi, throw the grenade!" Squad leader Zhao looked at the bullet net shot above his head from a high place, and knew that he would not have to suppress the firepower himself, so he simply threw the grenade with Lao Qi. The human wall could block the bullet, but could not block the grenade.

"Boom boom boom..." Jiuzhai military grenades exploded behind the Japanese walls, blowing the Japanese who were preparing to fire in the chaos, and they no longer had to worry about making any small moves.

Compared with the security team soldiers with individual pits as bunkers, the Japanese's human walls have little effect.

"Chirky chirp..." Soon, the grenade troopers behind the position also took advantage of the bright light of the flare and launched a carpet bombardment behind the Japanese wall...

"Baga! Retreat! Retreat..."

At the command of the Japanese, the old Japanese devils, Mitoda, stood on the top of the mountain, looked at the dense muzzle flames in front of them, and the flames exploded from the shells, and issued an order to retreat.

Then he sat on the ground and looked at the battlefield ahead without knowing what he was thinking.

"Failed, completely failed! It depends on how many soldiers can be withdrawn..." Numata murmured.

"Matsumoto!" Numata shouted.

"Hay!" A Japanese colonel came over.

"You can command the rest! Please be my suspicionist! Please!" After Numata said that, he knelt down on his knees, pulled out the rib gap he carried with him, and turned the blade back to septate.

"Hay!" Matsumoto also pulled out his command knife and stood on the side of Numata.

Numada's movement of cutting his stomach is just a pause. Why don't you persuade me?

Matsumoto: I have long seen you, a lustful man, dislike you, and even my wife and daughters are not spared...

"Dadadada...Boomboo..." The battle ahead continued, but the Japanese no longer attacked, but hid in the depths of the darkness, waiting for the orders behind them.

Fortunately, the order to retreat was also promptly passed to the front-line commanders, and the officers began to command the retreat. It was dark now, and if you wanted to escape, you would always find a place without light.

The figure of the Japanese retreating was immediately discovered by the soldiers on the position. Although the soldiers turned their guns and shot at the Japanese back, the Japanese ran too fast and disappeared in a blink of an eye...

"Stop shooting, machine gunners, precision shooters, be careful, go and take a few people to bring back the brothers in front of us!"
Chapter completed!