I need this the most!

Wang Laohu, who was gathered by the king, really needs direct fire cannons.

If the 25th Regiment of the 9th Division of the Japanese invaders launched an attack, it would be bombarded with infantry cannons. Although the Dawangji had mortars, the number was not enough.

What's more, the shock power of the mortar is always worse than that of the direct-fired cannon.

With the blessing of Italian artillery, it will definitely put more pressure on the Japanese army.

"Ding Dong!"

Get another Italian cannon.

good!

Energetic!

Keep doing it!

Just treat it as a way to save Italian cannons!

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

He raised his hand and shot two more times.

Two more Japanese military policemen fell down.

The distance is less than 600 meters. The bullets are shot without any flaws. One shot is fatal.

Sure enough, there were two more Italian cannons!

Cool!

Four doors.

Come again!

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Two Japanese military police were killed from a distance.

Sure enough, there were two more Italian cannons, a total of six. I guess Wang Laohu would laugh in his dreams.

“Baga…”

Dazang Nobufu was anxious and angry.

The other party's shooting skills were so fierce that he had no choice.

Unless more military police are dispatched to encircle them from other directions, however, the number of military police is insufficient.

In fact, the number of Japanese military police has not been too large, especially in Shanghai. At most, there are one or two thousand people. Many places need to be guarded and cannot be transferred all of them.

At present, Nobuo Dazang transferred a military police squadron, with about 180 people. He took cars and tried to surround the target from different directions. As a result, the car was not arrived, and the vehicle was bombed. The military police were killed and injured. Even the military police squadron leader was killed. There was no way, so he had to command himself.

However, the current situation is even more brutal than he imagined.

The opponent's long-range shooting skills are terrible.

You have no chance to see him, you have been beaten to death.

Until now, Dazang Nobuki has no way to judge where the other party is.

what to do?

what to do?

"Baga!"

"You guys come!"

He suddenly turned around and looked at Wang Manchun and Liang Zhongchun.

It is time for Chinese traitors to be sent to death. Isn’t it just for this day to keep these Chinese traitors?

"I……"

Wang Manchun and Liang Zhongchun looked at each other.

Speechless. Damn Japanese. You are afraid of death, so you want us to go up and die?

But there was no way. The Japanese were powerful and they dared not resist. They had to order the spies to encircle the place where the gunfire came.

"You go too." Nobuo Dazang roared at Xia Jicheng in anger.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Dazang, I only accept the orders from the Ministry of Works." Xia Jicheng shook his head flatly.

Just kidding!

What am I going up and doing?

Have you been shot on your own initiative? I'm sick...

The more you Japanese die, the better.

“Baga…”

Dazang Nobufu held the commanding knife and approached Xia Jicheng.

Xia Jicheng looked at the other party without fear.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Suddenly, two more gunshots came.

Two more Japanese military police fell down softly. The gunshots seemed to be nearby?

"Baga!"

Datomashi turned around in anger.

Staring at the direction where the gunfire came.

That's right, it's the nearby street. It seems that the distance is very close?

"Kill Jiji!"

"Kill Jiji!"

He was furious and immediately ordered the military police to rush forward.

I can't catch you from a distance. I'll see how you can escape from a close distance! I'll tear you into pieces!

result……

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Continuous gunshots.

One after another, the Japanese invaders fell down.

It seems like a lamb to be slaughtered. As many as the lambs rushed up, they were killed.

In an instant, more than a dozen Japanese military police fell down.

"What awesome shooting skills..."

“Who is it?”

Xia Jicheng couldn't help but admire him.

But I was hiding behind the wall carefully, for fear of becoming a target.

The gunshots gradually faded away.

The Japanese military police also caught up with him.

Soon after, the gunshots gradually became silent.

Xia Jicheng couldn't help but feel a heart hanging.

Could it be...

Was he arrested?

Or was beaten to death?

I quietly sent someone to follow me and took a look, but I was walking behind me.

Suddenly I felt someone behind me.

Turn back quickly.

I saw Yang Yue.
Chapter completed!