Nakada Masae gently pulled out the command knife and shouted, "Kill me!" Cooperating with the horn of the attack, the mortars were bombarded continuously, and the Japanese carried the rifle and hugged their waists toward the hillside.

At the first line of defense, several soldiers were operating mortars sweating profusely. This was the Type 90 mortar they seized from the Japanese army. Qin Wuyang made a fortune in the Japanese arsenal, and the shells were enough. Among these soldiers, only a few were artillery soldiers, and most of them could not play with this guy at all.

They tried to fire a few shells before the battle began, which was a little bit of understanding. But war is not a joke. When the artillery battle between the two sides began, when one shell was blowing around, the infantry soldiers were immediately stunned and became busy one by one.

Li Ruoqiu cursed behind the stone wall: "Damn, what are the artillery soldiers doing? They have more shells than me, but are they as shy as a woman now? Fuck / his grandma!"

Seeing that he couldn't count on them, Li Ruoqiu roared and said, "Lu Cong killed those mortars for me!"

The sound of cannons rumbled, and Li Ruoqiu's voice was drowned in the wind. Although Lu Cong didn't know what he was talking about, he guessed that he wanted to suppress the Japanese artillery, otherwise the brothers would suffer too much casualties.

Lu Cong was a little embarrassed. The recoilless cannon shells consumed very quickly. This is a powerful weapon for fighting tanks. If they are consumed, there is no way to resist the tanks when they come.

But seeing the veins on Li Ruoqiu's forehead rushing and his face was extremely ferocious and terrifying, he did not have the courage to disobey Li Ruoqiu's orders.

On the top of the mountain, there were also some people who were manipulating the Japanese Type 92 infantry cannon. The maximum range of this kind of artillery is three kilometers. These artillery try to level the guns, but the landing point of the shells is still far beyond the foot of the mountain. They have no way to provide effective support to the front line!

There were seventy or eighty infantry artillery pieces, but less than twenty were able to fire. They did not have enough artillery. Ethereal collected talents among refugees who could manipulate artillery, but unfortunately the results were not great.

Qin Wuyang and the others were wondering why the proportion of artillery among the tens of thousands of ** is so rare. In fact, this is because, in **, the proportion of artillery was far less than that of other countries. In the war, **'s artillery was suppressed and attacked by the Japanese artillery and aircraft, and the losses were huge, so few people survived.

Even so, twenty artillery fired at the same time and it was enough for the Japanese to drink a pot of fire. The shells exploded in the Japanese queue, and the broken limbs and arms fell to the ground, dyeing the snow into blood.

The ** cannon was fired on the mountainside at an altitude of 100 meters, with a very long range. A shell even hit the Japanese command center, and the tent was ignited instantly, and the raging fire isolated the inside and outside of the tent into two worlds.

Shortly after Ushima Sadao and his team left, the command center suffered this disaster. Tani Shouo and others rushed to the scene and saw Matsushiro Ishigen step out of the flames with a blue face.

Tanishou was ashamed. If it weren't for his suggestion to transport the artillery forward secretly, he wouldn't have been taken away by the Chinese, nor would he be called the present. Matsu. Ishigen had no intention of blaming him. He looked around and said, "My command made many mistakes, and you are still worried about my comfort. I am very pleased! Now that I have been unscrupulously bombarded by the Chinese, we cannot fight back. Our chariot troops are slow to move due to the terrain, so they can only be called a living target."

Matsu/I laughed terrified and said, "Even so, victory still belongs to my great Japanese empire, because we have the best soldiers! We also have the Yaqi Dragon Formation!"

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"Takaho-kun, are we still not going to help?" Yumi licked her sexy lips and looked at the ** hidden behind the stone wall opposite.

After seeing Qin Wuyang's peerless attack, Druid Gaocheng suddenly became completely unconfident. He just wanted to pass this mission safely. As for the desperate matter, it would be better to avoid it!

The boxer man also sighed because of her beauty's magnificent nerves. The blow just now did not affect her at all. He was still so enchanting, so greedy, and so tempting.

Yumi has always been the forbidden body of their captain and will never be interfered with by others. Except for the empty-handed men in the team, every man is salivating about Yumi, but due to the captain's tyranny, no one dares to cross the line.

After Yumi broke through the limit last time and grew her second tail, her strength had already left the man in the boxing gloves far behind. Now he had no hope of kissing the beauty.

The empty-handed man suddenly said, "Gao Chengjun, isn't it great for you to use summoning crows to open the road for soldiers? Why do you watch them die?"

Takashi glanced at him unexpectedly. Ono, the empty-handed man, has always been taciturn. Apart from practicing martial arts, he basically does not do anything else, nor does he express his opinions on anything. It is the first time he has called a team member.

Takashi thought for a while and said with a smile: "Okay, I didn't want to help. They are warriors of the empire. They use their own applications to expand territory for the empire. Our intervention will only shame their glory! But this is the first time Onojun has made a request, how can I refuse!"

"Summon the Crow!"

Gao Cheng did not use magic weapons such as staff and wolf head, so he summoned four black crows empty-handed. He cried twice and then rushed towards the front.

The first line of defense has not been broken until now. Lu Cong's artillery made the greatest contribution, and the Japanese's light and heavy machine gun mortars and other positions were covered by him alone. However, with such an attack, the shells were consumed very quickly. The Japanese fought to the death and were struggling to persevere.

Li Ruoqiu had no time to engrave the word "全" on his gun handle. The barrel of his sniper rifle was severely heated and had been cooled several times with snow. The Japanese who fell under his gun had a small team!

There are more fallen soldiers. Many of them are not professional soldiers. They mix soldiers with novices together, hoping to form a army quickly. However, when they are bombarded, the new soldiers are frightened and run blindly, with great casualties.

Lu Cong's lips were a little scorched, and Li Chao was much worse than him. The flames sprayed from behind the recoilless cannon made the two of them unbearable thirst, but they didn't even have time to drink water. The Japanese's continuous wave-shaped attack put too much pressure on them.

At this moment, several crows flew over. Li Ruoqiu raised his gun and aimed at one of them. He hesitated for a moment but did not fire the bullet. He wanted to save some use. Others here had no bullets except him.

In the second attack of the Japanese, they had no bullets. The people on the second line of defense saw that this was not good, rushed over to support and repelled the Japanese's attack.

There are more than 170 people defending the two lines of defense, but now there are only more than 20 left, and they are no longer able to hold on. Li Ruoqiu did not want to retreat. When they were in Songhu, they retreated once, but they lost the injury to Shanghai, Nanjing, and Jiangsu. Until now, Li Ruoqiu still regrets why he didn't die in Shanghai.

Lu Cong shouted: "Captain, let's retreat! The shells have been used up!"

Li Ruoqiu was shocked and said quickly: "There are two boxes on the back line of defense, so I'll drag it over and use it!"

The Japanese were rarely quiet for a while now. The Japanese who had just come like a tide had retreated. Lu Cong was about to speak, but the crows suddenly swooped away and took away one of Lu Cong's eyes. The crows were extremely quick, and Lu Cong was completely unprepared and was hit by the bird.

Lu Cong was in great pain and covered his eyes and shouted, "Ah, I can't see it, I can't see it!" He got up from the ground and stumbled upwards.

Li Ruoqiu said angrily, "Let's go down!" While shooting, aiming, with a bang, Lu Cong's head was opened and he fell to the ground. A crow in the sky was shot at the same time, and the bullet passed through its body, flying a little dull, but there was no damage in the appearance.

Li Ruoqiu was not discouraged at all. He instantly pulled the bolt, loaded the bullet, and fine-tuned the muzzle, and hit the same crow with another shot. This time, it was difficult for it to keep its body intact and it was gone.

Li Ruoqiu knelt on one knee on the ground and kept firing, making the three crows left to the slogan. Li Ruoqiu shouted: "Retreat to the second line of defense, Li Chao, stop shaking Lu Cong, you fucking carry the cannon and leave first! Hurry!"

The others had no bullets, and they immediately ran up when they heard this. Fortunately, the Japanese did not take the opportunity to attack and let these people escape back.

After Li Ruoqiu finished speaking, he shot all over his body. He no longer used a scope, but instead shot down a crow again with his feelings.

Li Ruoqiu snapped and exited the shell, touched the bullet belt, but touched the air. His heart was cold. He saw that everyone had already left and right, and Li Chao was looking at him anxiously in the distance. Li Ruoqiu grinned at him, pulled out the bayonet, danced a knife flower, and shouted: "Come on, you guys!"

The crow had no intelligence, but was just instinctively afraid of death. Seeing that Li Ruoqiu's threat was greatly reduced, he swung his way and then screamed and pounced down.

Li Ruoqiu's heart was cold and frosty, staring at the crows coming from the group and attacking each other, clearly seeing the trajectory of their flying. This feeling was both novel and unfamiliar, but it made Li Ruoqiu feel very comfortable, and there was a sense of pleasure in mastering everything! Li Ruoqiu shouted: "Come on!"

The moment the crows rushed into the air, they fell to the sky, avoiding their bloody grabs, and the bayonet suddenly cut out, tearing a crow open.

Li Ruoqiu was delighted and said to himself: "I've cut it!" He took the opportunity to feel like he had no flesh and blood, but instead he felt like he had cut the air.
Chapter completed!