The aroma of tobacco swirled in his mouth, and Zhuo Fei silently sat behind the heavy machine gun, his eyes staring at the dark street in front of him. In his map system, the street ahead will be the place where a large number of small red dots appear, blocking this place, and the many Japanese who evacuated along that street will have no way out. Zhuo Fei doesn't know if his current behavior is a **** that exterminates humanity, he only knows that he is just retaliating with a tooth for a tooth, if the Japanese army did not massacre innocent people in China, he would never point his guns at these Japanese civilians.

Zhuo Fei actually doesn't care what the world will say about him, history can only be written by the strong, as long as he can defeat Japan and end this damn war, even if he is spurned by the world, he doesn't care at all. The red dots in the map system were getting closer and closer to him, and there were already Japanese people running out of the street in front of him, but Zhuo Fei turned a blind eye, he was waiting for more Japanese to appear.

"Stones, load the bullet, get the incendiary bomb ready." Finally, when the big wave of red dots approached the street, Zhuo Fei, who could already see a little flashlight, got up and stood up, and at the same time beckoned Zhuo Yan, who was squatting on his side, to get ready. Taking an incendiary bomb handed by Zhuo Yan, Zhuo Fei used a mortar that had already locked the firing range to shoot the incendiary bomb out, and as the shell landed, a flame rose as far as Zhuo Fei and the two of them could see.

"Tom", "Tom", "Tom", more than a dozen incendiary bombs were fired by Zhuo Fei one after another, and both sides of the street full of red dots were already full of fireworks at this time. "Run, run." The Japanese who fled for their lives along the street poured out of the street like a tidal wave, trying to continue their escape to a safer place, but directly opposite them, Zhuo Fei had already lifted the tarpaulin covering the heavy machine gun. "Kala" Zhuo Fei's face was gloomy, he pulled the bolt hard to put the bullet on fire, and then pointed the gun at the Japanese who rushed out of the street and pressed the trigger.

The fan-shaped barrage of "Da Da" blocked the street entrance full of people, and under the reflection of the fire on the left and right sides, the Japanese crowded at the street entrance had already been completely exposed to Zhuo Fei's sight. The fairly good visibility gave Zhuo Fei a great boost, and looking at the large cloud of blood mist that the locust-like bullets shot out in the crowd, Zhuo Fei couldn't help but roar in a low voice with the gunshot.

Crowds fell to the ground with the sound of gunfire, and the Japanese who were crowded in the street had no place to cover them, so they had to let the gunfire that swept them down the street. The merit points under the light curtain were increasing rapidly, and when the merit points exceeded 1000 points, Zhuo Fei finally stopped shooting again, because there were no more Japanese people standing in the streets at this time.

Blood flowed slowly down the street, and finally formed a blood puddle in the low-lying area of the street, stepping on the bullet casings all over the ground, Zhuo Fei slowly walked into the street with a submachine gun, and after shooting and killing two wounded young Japanese, Zhuo Fei turned around and walked out of the street to return to the place where the heavy machine gun was erected. "Stone, do you think I'm a bad person? I've killed so many people, I guess I'm a bad person, right? Putting the heavy machine gun with a hot barrel back into the compartment with him, Zhuo Fei asked the silent Zhuo Yan with a bit of a trance.

"You are a good person, the Japanese deserve to die, and killing them is not a bad thing." Just because Zhuo Fei doesn't like to talk doesn't mean he's really a fool. Zhuo Fei didn't know that Zhuo Fei's family had died at the hands of the Japanese, and if it weren't for his family, Zhuo Yan would not have been left alone, and he would not have been displaced all the way from the northeast to Baoding.

Zhuo Yan's answer made Zhuo Fei's trance-like expression gradually become clear, "You're right, the Japanese deserve to die, we killed the Japanese, and killing the Japanese is not a bad thing." Zhuo Fei, who reached out and patted Zhuo Yan's sturdy shoulder, put the remaining ammunition into the space he carried with him, beckoned Zhuo Yan to leave here. The street filled with smoke and fire was full of the smell of blood and corpses, and about half an hour later, a team of Japanese soldiers who rushed to fight the fire found the street full of corpses, but Zhuo Fei and the two had already disappeared.

The mass death of the population finally caught the attention of the garrison, especially after they discovered that the civilians had died from large-caliber bullets, and the news was passed down to Tokyo. "Nani? Can you be sure it's a large-caliber bullet? A large number of bullet casings have been found at the scene, okay, okay, I know. The officer on duty who received the call did not dare to slack off and immediately reported the news to his superiors.

"Yaga, what the hell is going on? The attack on Tokyo a few months ago has not been solved, so why did the city of Osaka suffer the same thing? Why? The news was once again passed to the cabinet, and the cabinet members who were urgently summoned immediately became furious, counting the attack on Tokyo a few months ago, this is the second time that the Japanese mainland has been attacked, is it now like a sieve to let the attackers in and out?

"I just received new information that the bullet casings found by the Osaka garrison at the scene have the word USA on the bottom, and after preliminary identification by the garrison, these bullets should be standard bullets fired by American-made Browning heavy machine guns." New information was sent in, and the cabinet members present at the meeting were dumbfounded, how could there be American-style weapons. This American-made Browning large-caliber heavy machine gun is one of the weapons strictly prohibited by the US government from exporting, and the imperial government has repeatedly asked the US government to purchase this heavy machine gun, but the Americans have never agreed.

"Send a telegram to the Osaka garrison, asking them to carefully confirm that this matter must not be sloppy." The first reaction of the cabinet members was that the Osaka garrison had made a mistake, but when they received another telegram from the Osaka garrison, they finally believed that the attackers who caused the bloodshed in downtown Osaka were indeed using American-made Browning heavy machine guns. But a new problem arose, the Browning heavy machine gun was powerful, and its weight was not light, so it would definitely not be easy to move.

Judging from the information sent by the Osaka garrison, the attackers used no less than four of these Browning heavy machine guns, and the attack points were located in many parts of the Osaka city. With this question in mind, the Osaka garrison began to put out fires in the city, while looking for attackers who might be hiding in the city, and with such a heavy machine gun, the attackers must not be able to move fast.

The Osaka garrison thought that they would soon find the traces of the attackers, but it turned out that they were all wrong, and two hours later, except for several reports of killings of civilians, the garrisons scattered around the city did not find any clues of the attackers. More than 3,000 civilians have been killed by gunfire, and almost two squadrons of soldiers in the garrison have lost contact, but the attackers have not been heard from at all.

The whole of Osaka was shrouded in fear, and in the fires that spread with the wind, large groups of civilians lost their homes and possessions. "From here, follow here and get out of the fire." Zhuo Fei was standing on the side of the street in Japanese uniforms, and several other Japanese soldiers were indignantly directing the civilians who had lost their homes and property to leave the street, and behind them, a group of newly arrived garrisons were getting out of trucks, they were here to help put out the fire.

"Boom" A house engulfed in fire in the distance finally collapsed, and at the same time, Zhuo Fei had already left his original position with an old man in the crowd. The streets were full of civilians waiting to be evacuated and soldiers rushing to the fire, handing over the old man he was holding to an equally young soldier, Zhuo Fei pretended to find a place to pee and dodged into a fork in the road. Zhuo Yan waited quietly in this fork in the road, and in Zhuo Yan's chest pocket, two rows of grenades that had been unscrewed were neatly inserted.

Zhuo Yan, who is known for his arm strength, is an excellent bombardier, and when he was trained in Germany, Zhuo Yan once challenged a whole squad of bombardiers in the German army many times. "Let's start" After meeting Zhuo Yan, Zhuo Fei took off the Japanese military uniform on his body and nodded at Zhuo Yan, who had been waiting impatiently. Boom, Zhuo Yan continuously threw out the grenades inserted in his chest pocket, and saw the spinning grenades falling towards the street full of people, Zhuo Fei, who took off his Japanese military uniform, hurried to the other end of the fork in the road.

"Boom", "Boom", "Boom", "Boom" The street where the grenade fell had already exploded, and Zhuo Yan had no time to wait and see the effect of the grenade landing and exploding, so he just turned around and chased Zhuo Fei and disappeared at the other end of the fork in the road. The uncertain attack methods and locations made the Osaka garrison tired of coping, but Zhuo Fei and the others became more and more courageous, and they were no longer satisfied with killing people and setting fires, but put more energy into creating riots. The unrest can lead to a lack of response by the garrison, and it can also lead to fear and distrust among civilians against the garrison and the government.

Time passed minute by minute, the time was close to three o'clock in the morning, and Zhuo Fei, who finally felt tired, had to start looking for a place to rest. Following the pre-planned steps, they also had to stay outside for the whole day, and only after dark could they return to the unloaded hold of the Poseidon.

Nearly 6 hours of fighting, a large number of civilians were killed and a large number of buildings were destroyed, so that Zhuo Fei gained more than 4,000 merit points and more than 80,000 merit points, if it weren't for Zhuo Fei's temporary exchange of too many heavy machine gun bullets and grenades from the system, maybe Zhuo Fei now has more than 100,000 merit points. Zhuo Fei was overjoyed by the acquisition of a large number of points, so that he could exchange more and better weapons from the system to deal with the Japanese army.