At the head of Mukden City, a squad of the Japanese army was standing guard.

This is responsible for the second half of the night to four o'clock in the morning, and it is also the hardest shift, during this time period people's spirits are most likely to be tired, and vigilance and concentration will be greatly reduced, so no one wants to perform it during this time period.

While yawning, a few devils hugged the rifles in their arms tightly, and chatted together, anyway, this Fengtian city wall is more than ten meters high, and it may not be so easy to climb up, their task is relatively easy.

It was very dark, and the moon in the sky didn't know where to hide, and the devils on the city wall looked a little blurry when they were far away.

At the corner of the city wall, a sentry tower stood there, and in it squatted two devils, holding the Type 92 heavy machine gun in their hands, and the muzzle of the gun was pointed outside the city.

The two Heavy chatted casually, their position was relatively safer, and unless the other had a curved gun, it would be a little difficult to concentrate them.

Because it is relatively safe, the two devils are more relaxed.

"Nakahara-kun, how long do you think this holy war will last?" A devil looked outside the city, turning his head to ask another devil next to him.

The devil known as Zhongyuanjun was holding a photo in his hand at this time, carefully sighed, and then wiped it clean with his sleeve, his face was full of happiness.

The photo shows a woman holding a child, and both adults and children are full of happy smiles, which makes Nakahara's heart happy.

"Zhongyuan-kun, I'm talking to you." The other devil is called Ono, and when he saw that Nakahara was holding the photo, he was fascinated, so he quipped, "That photo is your lifeline, and you have to take it out and look at it many times a day, haha." ”

When Nakahara-kun heard it this time, he raised his head and said with a smile, "Ono-kun, you don't know, my son was just one year old when I joined the army, and now he can leave, and he can call his father." ”

"Nakahara-kun, if you conquer this damn China, you can take them over and live, and then they won't be a family-" Ono's voice stopped abruptly, replaced by a face full of bewilderment and horror.

Looking down, Ono saw the tip of a knife peeking through his chest, and his own fiery blood was still hanging on it, spurting outward.

Before he could open his mouth, he was covered by a large hand, so that he could not make a sound, and then the saber that pierced his body stirred hard, making him completely unconscious.

For Ono's abnormal performance, Devil Nakahara didn't notice it at all, and all his attention was on that photo, and at this time his mind had already flown to the foot of his hometown Mount Fuji.

He remembers that when the cherry blossoms were in full bloom, he would take his wife and son up Mt. Fuji to watch the rain of falling flowers when the cherry blossoms were in full bloom.

I don't know when I'll be able to go back to Mt. Fuji and accompany my wife and children to see the cherry blossoms in full bloom!

With deep nostalgia, Nakahara suddenly found that Ono's noise was missing, which made Nakahara, who had been used to him, a little unaccustomed, he raised his head to look at Ono, and saw him lying in a pool of blood.

"Oh no, something happened!" Nakahara's heart trembled, and he realized that an enemy was rushing up, and reached for the alarm button on the wall next to him.

The alarm button was successfully pressed, but there was no movement, which surprised him, so he pressed it again and then again.

The sirens were still silent.

Nakahara seemed to understand that the line must have been cut off, so the siren had failed, and he stood up and pounced on the machine gun, ready to fire the machine gun.

But will the special operators let him start?

A saber stabbed out from the side, waited on the route of the Central Plains, easily stabbed into his heart, and then suddenly pulled out, followed by a strong force from the neck, the cervical vertebrae were twisted, and the head was twisted one hundred and eighty degrees.

Looking at the back that he had never seen before, Zhongyuan's consciousness gradually blurred, and before he died, his mind was filled with the blooming cherry blossoms, as well as the two figures in the sea of flowers.

"Mieko, Konahara, I'm sorry, I can't go back to accompany you." Nakahara thought silently in his heart, and then he didn't know anything.

Letting go of the corpse of the Central Plains, Sun Dong waved his hand behind him, and a team of members of the Beacon Smoke Team rushed out of the darkness and went straight to the other devils on the city wall.

It turned out that Sun Dong took a helicopter to a high altitude two or three kilometers away from the city wall, and then the team members successfully climbed to the top of the devil's city with the help of an electrically driven delta wing.

This operation was the simultaneous operation of the four city gates in the east, west, north and south, and they were led by Sun Dong and Lang Peng, the purpose of which was to eliminate the devils on the city wall.

The operation went very smoothly, and the devils on the city wall were easily dealt with under the surprise attack of the soldiers of the Beacon Smoke Clan, and the wall of the devils fell into the hands of the special combat soldiers.

Occupying the city wall is equivalent to clearing the threat of a large army attacking the city, and the next thing to do is to launch an attack.

After receiving the news from the other combat detachments and knowing that the mission had been successfully completed, Sun Dong took out the signal flare and put it into the sky.

This time the signal flare was different from the past, it was completely in the style of fireworks, and in a blood-red background, the four golden characters of the counterattack on Fengtian were particularly obvious, like a huge canopy of heaven and chose to hang in the sky above Fengtian City.

As the flares were issued, a loud rumbling bang suddenly sounded outside the city, and the earth and the walls of Mukden trembled, as if an earthquake was about to be made.

"What's the situation?" The devils who were in charge of guarding the city gate were all alarmed, and they did not know what was happening, so someone opened a crack in the city gate and peered outside.

It's okay not to open the door, but when I opened the door, I only glanced at it, and those devils all had weak legs, and they almost sat on the ground, and some even really fell on the ground, trembling and unable to stand up.

The leader of the devil squad in charge glanced outside the city, and then his body couldn't help but tremble, and he couldn't help but say to himself, "This is impossible, how can this be." ”

It is no wonder that the devils were surprised, because in the night outside the city, one after another flares were raised, illuminating the night sky, and under the bright light of the flares, a row of black shadows appeared on the horizon, and they were coming towards the city gate at high speed.

It was a grass-green tank car, very majestic, several sizes larger than the devil's chariot, at this time it was raising the muzzle of the black hole, and the tracks were flying and rumbling towards Fengtian City.

These tanks were new from top to bottom, and even the tracks were brand new, with a metallic sheen on them, shining in the night, rolling on the black earth of the northeast, bringing up dust that covered the sky.

The First Armored Formation of the Yanhuang Regiment has a total of 24 Hurricane I tanks and 12 armored personnel carriers produced by the first batch of arsenals, in addition to a motorcycle infantry team composed of 100 sidecar motorcycles, which is the most mobile team in the Tiger Roaring Ridge operation.

In this counterattack on Fengtian City, Luo Xiao transferred half of the tanks of the first armored formation, and twelve tanks lined up, sweeping towards the gate of Fengtian City with a thunderous momentum.

After taking care of his country's skinned chariot, and seeing this armored and hideous Yanhuang Legion tank, the devil at the city gate felt that his mouth was dry, and his hand holding the rifle was a little wet.

The Hurricane Tank was very fast, approaching at the speed of a wild horse, and the growing roar woke up the entire city of Mukden.

"Shoot, shoot!" The commander of the devil finally woke up at this time, he drew his command knife, and roared hoarsely, "So shoot with light and heavy weapons." ”

Suddenly, the devil's Type 92 heavy machine gun began to shoot, and the crooked handle did not rest, and joined in the fun, and the bullets rained down on the opposite tank.

As if the hurricane tank didn't see those bullets, it still rushed forward rapidly, and when it crashed into the middle of those bullets, it heard the sound of popping beans continuously, and the front armor of the tank car seemed to be swept by raindrops, and the bullets fell to the ground with a bang, and in the blink of an eye, it was covered with a layer, and it was crushed by the tank tracks, and it was embedded in the black ground.

Not to mention the Hurricane tank equipped with alloy armor, it is the heavy tank of other countries in World War II, and the light and heavy machine guns of the devil cannot penetrate it.

"Grenadiers, mortars, all fire!" Seeing that the light and heavy machine guns were ineffective, the commander of the devil was even more anxious, he waved his arms, and he almost rushed up to operate it himself.

A few devils hurriedly placed the mortars on the position, then loaded the shells into them, and then crouched on the ground.

Toms rang out, a dozen mortar shells whizzed, and the tail fin dragged a sharp whistling through the air, flying towards the Hurricane tank at the front, accurately smashing into the turret.

I have to say that the devil's accuracy is really good, only two of the dozen mortar shells missed, and the rest all hit that tank.

The air wave of the explosion swept away the surroundings, and the killing field formed by more than a dozen shells covered a radius of more than ten square meters, and if there were people, it was estimated that it would have become pieces of minced flesh and bones.

The smoke of the explosion slowly dissipated, and the devils all widened their eyes to see if the attack had any effect, they felt that a dozen mortar shells had fallen on the tank, and no matter how strong the tank was, it should be reimbursed.

There was a loud boom, and a green tank came out of the smoke, and there was not a single scratch on the body, except for a few pieces of paint that had fallen off at the front of the car.

"No, how is that possible?"

The devils are stupid, especially those artillerymen are terrified in their hearts, they know the power of mortar shells, and ordinary tanks and vehicles simply can't withstand such intensive bombardment.

What kind of tank is this, it's really terrifying, it's simply an indestructible mobile bunker. That's what the devils thought in their hearts.

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