?“ Sir, sir" The swarthy dog with a face full of gunpowder smoke grabbed Zhao Zhi, "The Japanese army began to retreat, they are going to retreat" Akita was a little unbearable, the enemy's firepower was stronger than he imagined, and the terrifying rate of fire of automatic fire made the front that the soldiers were struggling to support crumbling, and the enemy was also equipped with a large number of automatic firepower and mortars, it seems that the original estimated rescue time of half an hour was afraid that he would not be able to hold up to ride the rainbow full text free reading. ['Green''] "Green" "Your Excellency, wait a little longer, reinforcements are coming" Ono, who was covered in blood, grabbed Akita, who was about to give the order to retreat. Their convoy is only 5 miles away from the Burmese troops behind, and it has been holding out for nearly 20 minutes, those damn Burmese should be coming soon, if they lose their supplies, even if they escape back, it will be a death, it is better to fight to the death here The proud concubine of His Royal Highness the Good Prince [Full + Continued].

Akita, who was awakened by Ono, suddenly came to his senses, glanced at Ono gratefully, and then readjusted the firepower arrangement, and the two light machine guns forcibly requisitioned from the Burmese troops last night helped a lot. If it weren't for the mutual cooperation of light machine guns and grenadiers, I was afraid that the enemy would be able to defeat himself with a single charge by relying on the ferocity of automatic fire. Akita has already shrunk the formation, the rifles have stopped firing, and the machine guns are also firing from one after another, as long as the cart is guarded and the enemy is not allowed to charge, Akita is delaying time.

Akita thought that his tactics were very appropriate, but he forgot to count Zhao Zhi's madness, and under Zhao Zhi's strict orders, the old artillery was ready to shoot out all the shells that matched the caliber of the mortar. Although the old gunner only had two mortars, the mountain road was so narrow that the sharp and whistling shells still gave great damage to the Japanese army. Zhao Zhi was no longer thinking about forcing the Japanese army back, he wanted to use mortars to blow up all the Japanese troops on this narrow mountain road.

Gradually, Akita was a little overwhelmed, and the enemy on the opposite side did not charge at all, but used the curved fire of mortars to bombard his large cart formation. The hidden enemy also stopped firing, and it was only when the Japanese soldiers were exposed outside the cover that the gunfire rang out, and it seemed that the enemy had changed his strategy, which was to trap himself here, and Akita's psychological defense line of holding the car formation began to sway and loosen again.

There was a "boom" explosion, and in the rising smoke, a light machine gun in Akita was enveloped in the fire, and the machine gun was scrapped. With the loss of a machine gun, the firepower of the Japanese line weakened considerably. "It's good to blow up, order the old artillery to continue firing" Zhao Zhi observed the formation of the Japanese army with a telescope, and Zhao Zhi had already seen the machine gun fire point that disappeared in the smoke of gunpowder.

Sure enough, after Akita's remaining two machine guns were scrapped one after another, Akita collapsed, and his 60-man squad had nearly one-third more Xibei goods, and the firepower and shooting accuracy dropped a lot, and after losing machine gun firepower, they could not engage the enemy. Akita looked at his pocket watch, it had been 25 minutes, and it had been 25 minutes since he engaged the enemy, but the reinforcements had not been seen for a long time.

"Ono-kun, I'll take these Burmese for cover, and you can retreat into the woods with the soldiers who can still move," Akita calmly wiped his commander. The number of Japanese soldiers was drastically decreasing, and the Burmese ---- a third of the Xibei goods, and their casualties were indeed not large, because as soon as the battle began, these timid Burmese shrank in the corners of the carts, and they did not even come out of the way, and the bullets would hit them.

"No, you go first, I'll stay" Ono blushed and yelled at Akita urgently, "You are the commander, you want to take these imperial warriors to live, please" Ono bowed and knelt down in front of Akita, Ono and Akita are both colleagues in the army, so this is a big gift. Akita smiled bitterly and pulled Ono up, "Ono-kun, I can't go because I'm a commander, you're still young, there's still a long way to go, soldiers need younger and more powerful commanders in the future, I'm already old, let me resist the enemy for you, you guys go quickly"

Each Burmese was strapped to a few grenades, which turned into suicide bombers as the enemy rushed into the formation. During the Japanese occupation of Burma, these Burmese people have been brainwashed by the Japanese army countless times, and now these Burmese people are no different from fanatical Japanese soldiers in other respects except for being more timid and cowardly. The same fanaticism, the same ferocity, if you don't care about their dark faces, they are no different from the Japanese soldiers in the khaki Japanese uniforms.

When Ono prepared the medicine and retreated, Akita didn't look back, he just raised his hand with his back and waved it a few times, even if it was for Ono and they saw them off and hugged each other. I don't know if it's because of the smoke or for some other reason, Ono looked at Akita's back hidden in the smoke, his nose was sour, and there was more moisture in his eyes. "Let's go" Ono's voice was low and cold, and the thirty or so surviving Japanese soldiers followed Ono with rifles, retreating towards the woods where the gunfire was weak, as long as they retreated into the woods, their lives would be saved.

"The Japanese army retreated, they began to retreat" The dog saw the abnormality of the Japanese army from the sniper scope, and the smoke of gunpowder on the mountain road affected his vision somewhat, but the dog still saw the more than 20 Japanese soldiers retreating towards the woods from the sniper scope. "You and Mantou fire freely with sniper rifles, and the others wait for my order and prepare to charge" Zhao Zhiyi heard that the Japanese army began to retreat, and hurriedly raised his binoculars to observe the movement in the Japanese car formation, but the results of the observation made him discouraged.

The dull sound of the sniper rifle rang out, and the Japanese soldiers who retreated towards the woods fell to the ground one by one. The guns did not miss, the guns and guns bit the flesh, Ono was depressed, the car formation was only a short hundred meters away from the woods, it was this hundred meters away, and 8 of the soldiers who followed Ono fell, and 8 living people were left halfway like this. The enemy still only used two guns, and if there were more such shooters, then all 20 of them would die in the middle of the road.

"How many did you hit?" The steamed bun collects the gun and uses a bayonet to engrave on the butt the number of Japanese soldiers he has shot, which is unique to the company directly under the company, and the number of Japanese soldiers killed by each person is engraved on the butt of his gun, which is pride and a means for the soldiers of the company to boast about their military exploits.

Rolling his eyes at the steamed bun, the dog replied lazily, "Four, but when I started the battle before, I also killed two, a total of six little devils" The impetuousness of the steamed bun is very disdainful of the dog, Roger once said that an excellent sniper must learn to control his emotions and maintain a calm state of mind, so that he can play a stable level in shooting, and an excellent sniper should learn to enjoy the thrill of shooting, rather than being proud of killing and good-looking: New Hunting Red Dust Read the full text.

Seeing that the dog's waves were not alarmed, the steamed bun moved his lips silently a few times, calmed down and raised his gun to aim at the Japanese soldiers in the cart formation. In addition to the bombardment of shells on the mountain road, it was the monotonous shooting sound of the two sniper rifles of the dogs, but even so, the lethality and shock to the Japanese army were a few points stronger than when they were in the melee just now. The Japanese troops in the cart formation had long since disappeared and stopped firing back, if it weren't for their screams after being shot, Zhao Zhi would almost have decided that the cart array would have been empty.

"Lean up, sniper rifle cover, first throw two rounds of grenades, and then submachine guns to solve the battle, it is strictly forbidden to fight with the Japanese army, all use bullets to solve, do not take prisoners, do not take prisoners" shouted to stop the shelling of the old artillery, Zhao Zhi issued a series of orders. The time to charge has come, it is time to face the Japanese army, and everyone is nervous because of Zhao Zhi's order, which is not cowardice, but a sign of blood and energy.

Uncle Guo, who blocked the front road of the Akita troops, also surrounded him with people, only the Biaozi who blocked the back road were missing, Zhao Zhi no longer waited, but directly gave the order to charge and attack. "Go down, go down" Zhao Zhi was the first to slide down the mountain road with a submachine gun, "grenade, two rounds of grenades" Zhao Zhi shouted and threw out the grenade he had been holding in his hand, and several soldiers who followed him did so. Akita who was huddled in the car formation couldn't raise his head at all, the dogs' sniper rifles were so fierce that the heads of those who dared to take the lead were shattered.

More than a dozen grenades of the "grenade" were thrown into the car town, and one fell at Akita's feet, this Japanese officer who was known for his rigor panicked, and the dignity of the officer in the past had long been left behind, at this time he was screaming loudly, ready to grab the grenade and throw it out of the car formation. But this is not the kind of grenade that needs to be knocked and thrown again, the delay time of the American grenade is shorter than that of the Japanese grenade, just when Akita grabbed the grenade and wanted to get rid of it, the grenade exploded, and it exploded in Akita's hand The full text of the lazy Qing Dynasty chronicle is free to read.

"Boom" exploded, Akita was still alive just now turned into a pile of minced meat, "boom" "boom" and "boom" threw into the car array of grenades exploded one after another, a series of explosions detonated the Japanese grenades strapped to the body of the human bomber, boom, the car array was overturned by the explosion from the inside, torn apart, blown up, Zhao Zhi and others, who were still 20 meters away from the car array, were also hit by air waves and flying planks and other objects and planted upside down.

"Phew, bah, damn, when did this American grenade become so powerful?" Zhao Zhi, who was dizzy from the fall, turned over and lay on the ground, constantly spitting out the dirt in his mouth, cursing and cursing the guys who made these American-style grenades. When the smoke in the car array dissipated, Zhao Zhi led people to meet with Uncle Guo, and then rushed into the car formation together, and they were all stunned by the tragedy in the car array. This is the first time that Zhao Zhi has used the word tragic against the Japanese army in his heart, and the car formation can no longer see its original appearance, there is flesh and blood everywhere, and there are corpses and broken fragments of the cart.

The mules and horses pulling the cart were dead in the first round of fire, so the cart had always been in a circular formation to provide cover for the Japanese troops, but due to the explosion caused by the human bomb, the circular formation became fragmented. The food bags are all tattered, the ground is full of white rice and scattered medicines, Zhao Zhi waved his hand, and everyone stepped forward to mend the corpses on the ground, this is the rule of the direct company, before cleaning the battlefield, whether dead or alive, all humanoid objects belonging to the enemy must be mended.

"Sir, come and see," a soldier shouted to Zhao Zhi, who had noticed something different when he was mending his sword. Zhao Zhi walked over when he heard this, and there was a corpse lying in front of the soldier, an unlucky guy who had been shot in the chest. "Sir, look at his face, it doesn't seem to be a little devil, but like a Burmese, and the Burmese we met on the outskirts of the state" The soldier's words woke up Zhao Zhi, damn, this is the uneasiness in my heart. The Japanese army used the Burmese to pass off as Japanese soldiers, so where did the replaced Japanese soldiers go?

"Dog, dog" Zhao Zhi suddenly called the dog, "You go to the machete, tell them to fight quickly, hurry up here and make peace with us, don't clean the battlefield, be fast" The seriousness on Zhao Zhi's face made the dog a little surprised, his chief had never been so flustered, what was wrong? Before the dog left, Zhao Zhi called Yan Shijun again and ordered him to immediately contact Biaozi who was on the back road to come and meet everyone: Demon, you are my angel.

"Only medicines, grenades and grenades. I don't want anything else, I don't want it," Zhao Zhi kicked over a soldier who was looting the loot, and loudly reprimanded the rich man who was still taking care of the grain. The strength in Zhao Zhi's hands was too small, and there were fewer and fewer people who could fight, and if he was released alone, he would only be broken by the Japanese army. At this moment, Zhao Zhi's heart was full of anxiety, and it was probably too late to send scouts, so he had to take advantage of the fact that the Japanese army had not yet appeared, first gather the troops and concentrate all the forces together.

"Don't want it, don't want it" Zhao Zhi suddenly had the medicine in his hand, Zhao Zhi's madness made the others a little overwhelmed, but out of trust in Zhao Zhi, everyone still threw away the things in their hands. "Use a big cart to block the mountain road, leaving only a passage, and then bury mines on the cart, the kind that pulls the strings" Zhao Zhi dragged the long hair passing by him, now is the time to use the mine, the time for the long hair to show his skills.

"It's long overdue, just now" Long Mao smiled and took a few guys to search for the Japanese grenades, those mortar shells of different calibers were left in the cave, and now the only way to use these grenades is to bundle the Japanese grenades and American grenades together and hide them in the cart, and then use the parachute rope to tie the pull ring of the American grenade, and a simple pull mine is successful. After a lot of work, Long Fur made a dozen of these improvised mines, and if it weren't for the lack of parachute lines, he might have made more of them. ~ To see the first release without ads, please go to the product "Green" Please share