PS: Thanks to the book friend Lanling Xiaoshutong for his reward of 12,000 starting coins. The first helm leader of this book appears, so I will update it here.

"Battery Commander, the Japanese are here."

The correspondent found that he was absent-minded and quickly reminded him.

Yuan Pengfei picked up the telescope and silently counted the number of enemies in his heart, which was probably the same as the number reported by Wang Erlu.

The order said: "Tell the soldiers to prepare for battle."

The Japanese armored vehicles drove from the ridge of the field to the village head without any fear.

They also knew that the Turkish Eighth Route Army had no anti-tank weapons, and they could only use human lives to fill in their "tank tanks" against them.

So they don't have to be afraid before they see people.

Even if you see the enemy, the infantry advancing with the armored vehicles will block the enemy in the distance, making it difficult for them to get closer.

The small group of Japanese troops following behind were also very rampant. With a fun attitude, they followed the armored vehicles without any haste. It seemed that this was an outing and there was no need to worry about anything at all.

"Da Dou, Da Zhi, you should move faster this time. After the village is swept, you will probably have to rest at noon.

One of you went to catch chickens and the other went to catch two young and beautiful flower girls for me. We enjoyed it early and deal with it. It also saved the chief in the armored vehicle from complaining."

The old devil said with an unhappy look on his face.

In the heart of this perverted old Japanese, the sweeping should follow the "Three Lights" policy, step by step.

Enjoy the fear of those Chinese pigs, and then use bayonets to end their lives with bayonets. This is the enjoyment of the Great Japanese Imperial Army.

On the chariot in front, the four dull guys who only know how to command were just idiots who were unkind.

This was the fourth village they swept. In the three villages in front, two armored vehicles drove in, and the machine guns shot into a burst of fire, killing people. Then they handed them over to the large army behind to slowly sweep them.

And their team is the hardest guy.

Sanguang had nothing to do with them. They either protected the two armored vehicles while mopping through the village or were on the way to mopping through the next village.

I did the hardest and most tiring work, but I couldn't enjoy any benefits. After two days, the soldiers in the team had long been full of complaints.

Moreover, they have not encountered any danger in the past two days, so when they acted as cover, they just acted as if they were good at showing off. Sometimes they were too lazy to even look on their own and carried out a "sweeping" like an outing.

After entering the village, the old Japanese felt something was wrong.

Why are there no other sound except for the roar of the armored vehicles starting?

Even if all of these Chinese pigs were hiding, they should have a little barking and crowing!

"Be careful!"

The captain raised his hand and ordered vigilantly.

But it's too late.

Yuan Pengfei has been waiting for the person who issued the order!

The captain just gave the order, and one of his bullets opened the sky spirit cover.

The machine guns set up on the roof, muzzles poked out from the crack of the gate, and grenades thrown from behind the walls, buried mines under their feet.

"Dadadada—"

"Bang~bang~bang~bang"

"Ka~ da~"

Various sounds formed a symphony of killing the Japanese, and the bullets with anger and the fragments produced by the explosion also wiped out one after another, with their hands covered with blood from the people.

"Breaking back, fight back!"

The superior commander died, and the subordinate commander was replaced.

They commanded the remaining Japanese and concentrated their firepower to attack the two courtyards beside them, hoping to occupy two bunkers first and eliminate the situation of being passively beaten at this moment.

At this moment, the two courtyards were guarding the third platoon leader Wu Zhongliang and the soldiers of the next squad.

They had long used stones and debris to block the gate of the courtyard, and then hid behind the bunker in the corner and threw grenades outside the courtyard.

"Bang bang bang,"

With an explosion, the Japanese who were smashing the door were all over. The fire at the city gate affected the fish in the pond. Even the Japanese who were close to shooting were killed and injured by the splashed shrapnel.

The Japanese were not willing to be outdone. They held seven or eight grenades in their hands for a few more seconds, and then were thrown into two courtyards respectively.

The grenade exploded directly, and the yard was baptized by shrapnel in an instant. Only two survived the five or six soldiers hiding in the yard and throwing grenades with the enemy.

The two surviving soldiers, Zhang Wei and Li Wen, did not say how big their lives were. But because they each held a bundle of cluster grenades, which was very important.

Wu Zhongliang specially buckled the collected large pot on them, soaked the quilt with water and buckled it on the large pot, and made them a protective hole like a doghouse in the corner.

Although the bomb drops are slower, the protection is also improved to a higher level. The fragments of the Japanese grenades are covered with quilts, but they are not injured.

After experiencing this wave of baptism, the two of them continued to throw grenades outside the yard, not giving the Japanese a time to open the door.

All the Japanese's goals were lost.

The perverted old Japanese man following the chariot was immediately hiding behind the chariot when he was attacked by a third company and survived by the chariot as a bunker.

Seeing this scene at this moment, he said wisely: "Let the chariots knock down the wall, and we will attack again."

"No, the unknown risk inside is too great. You infantry, you should attack yourself." The driver in the armored vehicle shouted out at the top of his voice.

Some of them are unwilling to do such things that violate the use of chariots.

Because once you enter the small space of the courtyard, the enemy can launch suicide attacks from any hidden place. The threat to the chariot will be immediately increased by several levels.

In this wide area in the village, the enemy does not have anti-tank war defense artillery, so they basically have no choice but to do anything to them.

It is impossible to use the noble lives of the armored driver to explore the way for those infantry idiots.

What's more, the commander was only a sergeant, who was lower than his level!

The old Japanese looked back and saw that after several rounds of attacks, the Japanese army that did not cause passive beatings were left, with less than 20 people and two light machine guns.

"Bang"

The machine gunner's forehead was punched by a bullet in the distance, and only one was still firing.

The old Japanese shouted anxiously in the station car: "Bastard, without the protection of our infantry, can you two chariots defend against the eighth routes from all directions?

Let’s open up the courtyard as soon as possible, and we rely on the courtyard to persevere and wait for the arrival of reinforcements.”

When the driver in the Xiaodouding Tank heard this, it was really the same. Without the cover of infantry, the two machine guns on their two cars could not defend against the 8th Route Army from all directions.

After greeting, Xiaodouding Tank changed direction and headed towards a courtyard where he had been attacked.

"Bang~dong~"

The earthen walls of the courtyard were not to stop such chariots. With a roar, the wall collapsed, revealing a gap of three or four meters.

The heavy machine gun in the Douding Tank shot firepower at the room, trying to destroy all the remaining earth-Eighth Route Army in the yard.

After a round of bullets, there was no movement in the yard. It seemed that the Eighth Route Army had been wiped out.

The old Japanese and the two recruits under his command followed closely behind.

The old Japanese said cautiously: "Da Dou, you search for the left wing, Dazhi, you search for the right wing to prevent the remaining territorial eighth route."

Wu Zhongliang, who was hiding in the room, saw the Japanese's actions through the crack in the window. He knew that the opportunity should not be missed, so he would never come again.

The box cannon in his hand aimed at the Aoki Dou who was bent over to search, knocked him down with a bang, and then quickly jumped into the "Toad Squat" dug by the fellow villager.

The Japanese revenge was always on fire. As soon as he jumped in, the bullets of the heavy machine gun hit the window, hitting the jumpers that bounced back on the wall, and the wooden debris of the window were flying all over the room.

Just when the Japanese were all attracted by Wu Zhongliang, Zhang Wei picked up the cluster grenade and hugged his waist and ran wildly towards the Japanese Xiaodouding chariot.

It took him less than two seconds to pull the strings and fill the under the Japanese chariot, and finish it in one go.

Although the Japanese machine gun on the chariot could not sweep him, the old Japanese who followed behind the chariot had already discovered him. He raised his hand angrily and shot it, and then fled wildly outside the yard.

The most anxious thing at this moment was not Zhang Wei who fell to the ground due to injury. He rushed over with a cluster grenade and was not ready to live.

On the contrary, the two Japanese in the Douding tank were the most anxious. The cluster grenade was near the car, but they didn't know where it was. The driver started the chariot and quickly retreated backwards.

The cluster grenade was not tied to the chariot, and as the chariot retreated, it quickly revealed its figure.

No one knows whether this kind of beanding tank can be blown up after the distance is opened!

However, Zhang Wei could not see the head of the person he had just run away like this! He dragged his bloody thigh, picked up the grenade and crawled to chase after him.

"Boom~"

This time the Douding chariot really became an iron coffin. The flames formed after the explosion buried the two Japanese inside.

The old Japanese man who escaped the disaster knew in his heart that no one who was close to the enemy could survive in that kind of explosion. The gradually perverted Masao Yasuo who was transformed by him should have been killed.

However, he didn't feel any regret. As long as he went back alive, there were some such recruits, and there were also opportunities to train two perverts.

Soon he took the eight-character step, avoided the rain of bullets, and followed behind another chariot.

After a break, he observed the battlefield and found that his teammates were almost dead, leaving only stars supporting the cover and fighting back against the enemy.

The driver of this chariot saw that another chariot was destroyed and had long since wanted to continue fighting.

"Hey, we are going to retreat, be careful!"
To be continued...