"Hey, this Kameda field is really kind, in this case, it still doesn't retreat, and it holds on there!"

"Isn't he afraid that the more than 40,000 people of the Eighth Division will be swallowed by us in one bite?"

Liao Yaoxiang raised the telescope in his hand excitedly and looked at the battlefield in the distance.

At this time, the battlefield has become a sea of fire.

The Eighth Division of the Japanese Slave State is still like a nail.

Firmly rooted in the position and stubbornly resisted.

Fang Xianjue's brows furrowed, he felt that something was wrong with the situation.

Zhang Zongqing glanced at Fang Xianjue, he was very satisfied with Fang Xianjue's performance.

As for Liao Yaoxiang, the time he graduated from the military academy was still a little shorter.

"Yaoxiang, what else do you see?"

"You can't just look at the surface!"

Zhang Zongqing suddenly spoke, and he was tempting.

"The Eighth Division insists on not retreating, maybe it has other ideas?"

As soon as Zhang Zongqing's voice fell, Liao Yaoxiang was shocked.

He seemed to figure something out.

"Could it be that the commander of the 8th Division, Kameda Harano, thinks the same way as the general?"

"He wants to use himself as a bait to buy time for the other Japanese slave armies to join the siege?"

"So what are we going to do?"

Liao Yaoxiang's brows furrowed tightly, including him, Fang Xianjue and Yu Chengwan both looked at Zhang Zongqing.

"Sun Tzu's Art of War has a cloud: shoot a man first and shoot a horse first, and capture a thief and capture the king first!"

"If Kameda is killed in the field and the entire Eighth Division is annihilated, then no matter how many reinforcements the other Japanese soldiers come in, it will only be useless!"

As he spoke, Zhang Zongqing took a Bobosha Chong Sealing Gun from Monk Wei's hand.

He looked at Yu Chengwan, Liao Yaoxiang, and Fang Xianjue.

"Now, gather the Fourth Battalion and the 389th Brigade Guard Battalion, send me a telegram, Sun Liren's department, Hu Lian's department, Dai Anlan's department, Qiu Qing's department, and Zhang Lingfu's department, and dispatch the most elite guard regiment troops!"

"Give me all the Bobosha Rush Guns."

"All the soldiers who change into Bobosha Chongfeng guns carry at least three hundred bullets each!"

"I don't care what method, what way, what means you use! Before dawn, find the command post of the 8th Division by all means! ”

"Kill them!"

Zhang Zongqing held the Bobosha Chongfeng gun and took the lead out of the command post.

And then the staff officers in the command post.

The commanders and fighters quickly issued Zhang Zongqing's order.

"Bang!!"

With the launch of a signal flare, a mountain of sounds sounded.

The most elite soldiers in the Feng army took advantage of the darkness of the night and rushed to seal the guns with Bobosha in their hands.

An attack was launched on the recalcitrant 8th Division.

For a while, the gunfire of "Da Da Da" was loud, and the Feng soldiers who charged forward were like tigers descending from the mountain.

All those who dared to stand in front of them were directly torn to pieces by the gushing bullets.

The devils panicked, they felt that everywhere was a soldier charging the army.

Fierce, dense bullets shot towards the devils' positions.

Even the army of Oriental devils, who are known as the first in Asia, were beaten by this shuttle bullet and howled wolves.

Crazy, dense gunfire, getting closer and closer to the command post position.

Devils are attacking from all sides, fighting frantically, and each devil is desperate.

This Chinese army is simply too fierce and domineering!

Especially the Bobosha Punch Gun in their hands, plus enough ammunition.

These charging soldiers have caused a lot of casualties to the little devils!

Often the little devils have not had time to pull the bolt of the bolt-action rifle in their hands.

A shuttle bullet shone on their chests and heads, and it swept directly over.

They're going to fight the little devils in close quarters.

Even if the little devils are hiding in the defensive positions, they don't come out at all.

They also directly took out their hands **, ** and threw them at the little devil's defensive position.

Many little devils are ** in this way, and they are directly fried to pieces.

"Da Da Da ......"

"Chong, capture the commander of the Eighth Division, Kameda Harano, be promoted, and hug the girls!"

"Damn, kill the Oriental devils, kill!"

"Rush, brothers! Kill all the Oriental devils! Follow me ......."

One defense after another was broken through by the frenzied, brave soldiers.

Tongues of fire raged, and the enemy's defensive positions completely collapsed.

Even the Oriental devils who have been brainwashed by the spirit of bushido are terrified to be killed by soldiers who look like tigers.

"The Chinese are getting closer and closer! Obstruct! Give it to me, block them, don't retreat, whoever retreats will kill whoever retreats! ”

"Fight, you can't let them rush over and carry it, this is just a small part of the army, don't be afraid!"

"Can't be returned!"

"Then fight with the Chinese people, stabilize your position, and kill!"

Just when the shouts and fighting were everywhere, one or two hands ** threw them towards the command post position.

Then there was a cracking sound of "boom", and Liao Yaoxiang rushed over with someone.

"Your Excellency General......"

"General, dead!"

"General!!

The scene quickly spiraled out of control!

Hands **, bullets flying all over the sky.

In the chaos, the devils rushed towards the command post as if they were crazy.

They are like wounded beasts, revealing their ferocious nature.

But Zhang Zongqing knows that now is the most critical time.

Once they can't control the situation, these crazy little devils are likely to form a counterattack.

And the victory in hand will eventually change hands.

So he shouted, "Push, push, keep pushing!" ”

"Kill all the little devils and overthrow them!"

"Avenge the battle of the First Sino-Japanese Sea, and avenge the slaughter of the city by Lushun!"

Zhang Zongqing's roar made the soldiers who had already killed red-eyed people fill their chests with anger.

For so many years, the Chinese people have been bullied by this group of grandsons on the land of China.

Slaughtered by this group of bastards!

Now the time for revenge has finally arrived, and only by killing them can we avenge our ancestors.

Under this crazy offensive, it didn't take long for the devil's army to completely collapse!

Whether it is in momentum, or in firepower, combat awareness.

The Feng army and the new army all firmly have the upper hand.

And the little devils were even more defeated.

Even if they are numerous, they still have an advantage at the moment.

However, after the Feng army launched a full-scale attack, the little devils lost even this advantage.

They can't wait for their parents to give themselves two more legs to escape!

And Zhang Zongqing also led some soldiers of the fourth battalion to kill all the way to the position of the command post.

Looking at the collapsed command post, the soldiers dug up the body of the commander of the 8th Division, Kameda Harano.

Zhang Zongqing glanced at the bombed Kameda Plain, and glanced at everyone.

"The one who lacks the heart and eyes blew up Kameda Field like this?"

"Lao Tzu still wants to capture him alive!"

When the words fell, the soldiers laughed.

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