At this time, the fierce battle of the Dongcheng camp was also going on, and when it was subjected to the fierce shelling of Wang Zhuzi, the Japanese soldiers of the Eighth Wing were completely frightened, and they retreated one by one despite the resistance of Taiichiro Yamamoto!

"Bagaya Road, this is a disgrace to the Empire, how can there be such an Imperial soldier!" In the face of Zhang Dabiao's attack, Taiichiro Yamamoto helplessly watched the Japanese soldiers around him become deserters, ashamed and speechless.

The battle scene was tragic, and the devil soldiers of the Eighth Wing of the Japanese Army did not expect that the sudden battle would be so tragic, and although the number of enemy troops who attacked the Dongcheng camp did not know how many, the shelling at night was simply too violent, so that the two Japanese squadrons that were gathered in a hurry to fight back were bombed by Wang Zhuzi's artillery fire and suffered heavy losses, and they knew that the opponent was a Chinese army with rich combat experience!

"Hurry up, hurry up, this is the army of China that has entered the city! At this time, the camp gate is blocked, and where we go from is a dead end! "An old soldier in Osaka is obviously a veteran soldier, and in the face of the fierceness of this kind of battle, he already knows that according to the order of Taiichiro Yamamoto, he can only be beaten to death by the concentrated firepower at the gate, and it is better to retreat, so as not to be used as cannon fodder to attack forward.

A few Osaka villagers who were hiding in the Osaka veterans took advantage of the night to smile and immediately retreated to the rear of the camp in unison, which further drove the Japanese soldiers who did not want to fight to the death to retreat.

At this moment, in the dark, Yamamoto Taiichiro's shouts could only order the nearby Japanese soldiers to concentrate and counterattack, but the troops of the two squadrons that finally got up were suddenly blown away by Wang Zhuzi's artillery fire, and Yamamoto Taiichiro was helpless.

At this time, Taiichiro Yamamoto had no choice but to command the Japanese army to fight and retreat, but in the dark night, the Japanese army was not good at night battles, and after Zhang Dabiao attacked the camp, he knew that Li Yunlong said that the Osaka Wing would not be able to fight, so he ordered the soldiers who attacked the camp to first concentrate their firepower to knock out all the lights in the camp, so as to block the sight of the Japanese soldiers, so that the devils could not figure out the number of their own attack on San'in Castle and which one of the troops was, so that they could fish in troubled waters.

"Haha, the little devil can't stand it! Made, as the regiment commander said, this group of Osaka vendors and old soldiers have a different will to fight than other devils! Brothers, kill, keep chasing and killing them, and give me the camp to block and fight! Don't rush in! Zhang Dabiao laughed, looking at the devils of the Japanese Eighth Wing in the camp, there were not many people fighting back on the spot, but they fled backwards in horror one by one, it was a laugh Zhang Dabiao, Nima's Japanese army is simply wonderful!

With Zhang Dabiao's order, more than 300 soldiers from two companies who attacked the camp advanced to the depths of the camp in an arc-shaped semi-encircled battle formation, so as to better annihilate the fleeing Japanese soldiers.

At this time, if Taiichiro Yamamoto could effectively concentrate at least one infantry brigade in the camp to rely on the buildings and fortifications of the camp to counterattack, then Zhang Dabiao could only retreat to the camp gate to block the fight, but he didn't expect that the Osaka soldiers in the camp would really have a fucking bad will to fight.

Perhaps, it was because the Japanese army was not good at night fighting, after all, for night battles, the new regiment was familiar, and the offensive tactic was to pull the devils of the eighth wing to retreat, but they just couldn't concentrate effective forces to fight back.

"Battalion commander, the devil can't stand it! Haha, this is the happiest time in the big one, what a bunch of bad soldiers! Damn, it's the first time I've seen you! I'll go! After nearly ten minutes of fighting, Sun Dehai, the commander of the first battalion and the first company, rushed to Zhang Dabiao and stood up and reported, his eyes excited in the light of the night.

"Damn, it's not the end yet, you kid bring me people, occupy the devil's camp warehouse, don't let the devil's cannon move! The rest of the brothers, according to the plan, arc attack, kill! Zhang Dabiao said to Sun Dehai in the dark.

The commander of the first company, Sun Dehai, suddenly said: "Yes, battalion commander! Mission completion guaranteed! ’。

Zhang Dabiao commanded the troops to chase and kill the devils of the Eighth Wing with one stroke, and when the devils in the camp were retreating to the camp one by one, Taro Hashimoto, the captain of the Eighth Wing, who heard the fierce gunfire of the Dongcheng camp, saw that five or six devils were knocked down at this time, and suddenly said angrily: "Bagaya Road, how can the Zhina Army have submachine guns, Bagaya Road!" Yiye, can you defeat the enemy forces on the opposite side? ”。

At this time, taking advantage of the darkness of the night, under the only bright night light, Taro Hashimoto finally saw clearly the enemy troops blocking him on the opposite side, which were the troops of the Eighth Route Army, because the uniforms of the Eighth Route Army were easy to identify!

The cat was waisted and hid behind the pillars of the buildings on both sides of the opposite street to hide the captain of the guard team of the devil Hashimoto Taro who shot at them, and said with a helpless wry smile at this time: "Report to Your Excellency Osa, the Chinese army on the opposite side has submachine guns in their hands, and they are all submachine guns, and the fire is fierce and fast, and there are only more than 30 people in our guard team now, all of them are pistol firepower, and they can't break through the enemy's submachine gun fire!" If you want to break through, you can only adjust the heavy machine gun, and the light machine gun fire is coming! ’。

"Baga, damn it! The Eighth Route Army was so bold that it dared to enter the city to sneak into the main force of the Dongcheng battalion! I hope that in the camp, Taiichiro Yamamoto can command the Osaka merchants in the camp to resist the attack of the Shina army and come out to meet us! You drop, send someone to make a detour, and sandwich the opposite side of the Chinese army! There are not many people in the Chinese army! Send a dozen people to outflank the rear of the Chinese army! Taro Hashimoto dodged the bullets fired by the soldiers led by Monk Wei and said with a hideous face.

"Hayi, Your Excellency Dazuo!" Ichino Jiro was helpless, so he could only pause his head and say, the firepower of the Shina army on the opposite side is too strong, and the range and firepower of the pistols in the hands of the guards cannot be compared at all! Once you go back in time, I'm afraid it would be good not to be beaten by others and become a sieve!

However, Ichino Jiro was helpless, so he could only nod and say in response, and immediately beckoned more than a dozen devils from the guard to run to the rear, preparing to outflank Monk Wei's rear.

It's just that at this time, suddenly there was a loud gunfire behind Taro Hashimoto, and one by one the unsuspecting devils were killed by ferocious fire, Taro Hashimoto was suddenly shocked, turned his head to look, and saw seven or eight soldiers of the Eighth Route Army appear more than ten meters away, and the submachine guns equipped with the devils of the Japanese Yamato Soul Commando under the command of Yamamoto Kazuki were captured, and Taro Hashimoto's guards were killed and wounded.

"Eight Ga Ya Road!" Taro Hashimoto was furious, picked up the katana in his hand, and was about to commit suicide, after all, the enemy army attacking behind had already killed the devils of their guards in a few shuttles.

It's just that it's too late, at this time, Monk Wei saw that he had succeeded in outflanking Taro Hashimoto, and stepped forward with a kick and kicked away the katana in the hands of Taro Hashimoto, who wanted to commit suicide!

"Haha, this is a big fish! Nima's is still a devil co-captain! Brothers, we are rich! Wei Dayong asked people to bring a torch to make a move Hashimoto Taro, and when he saw the military uniform on the old devil, he immediately laughed and caught a big devil fish! Take a hundred plating to read the latest chapter of "Li Yunlongclaw, God of War of the Anti-Japanese War" for free reading for the first time.