Han Xin's tricky thunder played a role, and Ren Xiaoqi didn't expect that when he wanted to break his head, he could actually trigger the thunder when he gave someone to collect the corpse.

The devils were also careless, and Taro Yamamoto was very sure that Han Xin and the others had left, so he was defenseless, and just arranged a trick under the corpse of the dead devil to kill dozens of devils.

"Yaga, don't touch their corpses!"

Taro Yamamoto gradually recovered from his deafness and roared in anger.

Bang!

There was another cannon shot, and Taro Yamamoto's eyes were split, thinking that some stupid soldier had triggered the thunderbolt again, but when he looked up, he was stunned.

I saw that rows of Chinese soldiers had appeared on the mountains on both sides of their path, all holding rifles, shooting at themselves and others.

Of course, this was not taken to heart by Taro Yamamoto, and the power of this manual single-shot rifle was really limited.

But the battle that suddenly appeared in front of the devils almost didn't bluff Taro Yamamoto to death.

Rows of machine guns were horizontally swinged, light and heavy fire intertwined, covering almost all directions of the devil's advance; In addition, the grenadiers and mortars that have been erected long ago have all been adjusted and can be bombarded at any time; In addition, with the advantage of high terrain on the mountain bag, the grenade can almost be used as a mortar, so Han Xin specially ordered a grenade group of dozens of people to be formed temporarily.

Boy!

Before Taro Yamamoto could give the order to open fire, the bullet began to whistle in his ears, and the shells began to roar through his position.

It's really cannonballs flying in the sky, mines buried in the ground, and bullets piercing in the air.

Almost in a few breaths, Taro Yamamoto, along with his squadron of infantry, was completely drowned in the smoke and dust of artillery fire.

But the soldiers of the 388th Regiment had already received Han Xin's order that they should not be economical, and they must run out of shells in their hands.

Then this is terrifying, you must know that the ammunition carried by an infantry squadron of the devil is more than enough to destroy an infantry brigade without resistance.

Therefore, the artillery roared, and the bullets flew sideways for nearly ten minutes or so, and even the soldiers of the 388th Regiment could see with the naked eye that the entire Fushan road was blown up by more than ten centimeters.

"Kill, kill all these dogs for Lao Tzu!"

When did Lu Guangwei fight such a refreshing battle, the whole person was full of passion, and he shouted and issued a killing order.

The remaining more than 200 soldiers of the 388th Regiment did not hesitate at all, and all rushed into the position of the devils.

However, everyone obviously overestimated the ability of the devil and underestimated the horror of thermal weapons and artillery fire.

As soon as I entered, how many devils could I see anywhere, but I found some scattered, or I lost my fighting spirit, or I didn't have the ability to resist, and I was killed by the soldiers. As for the devils who have been killed by shells, it is even more miserable, even if they are able-bodied, they have not seen a few, and they have all been blown to pieces.

Such a prison-like scene is that many battle-hardened veterans have to exert some strength to hold back the gaging in their stomachs.

The mending knife ended quickly, and the thermal weapons war was like that, the first strike is the stronger.

If this is a face-to-face battle, and the two sides are fighting a real confrontation, the result will naturally not be like this, not to mention whether Han Xin and the others can win, it is a victory, and it is also a tragic victory of killing one thousand enemies and losing eight hundred.

It will definitely not be like now, a devil squadron was destroyed by Han Xin and others, and the number of sacrifices on Han Xin's side was actually terrifying, calculated in a single digit, and there were not a few other injured.

Looking at the mutilated corpse of the devil lying on the ground, a soldier held back the nausea in his heart and scolded: "I still think the little devil is so powerful!" It's been a long time since my father raised me, and the meat is long!

Look at this explosion, it's like a puddle of mud! ”

"That's it, this battle is really enjoyable, don't say it, it's a pleasure to fight with our head of the regiment! In the future, our 388th Regiment will be able to stand tall and be a man, hahaha! ”

The soldier's laughter reached Han Xin's ears, Han Xin smiled lightly, and Lu Guangwei beside Han Xin did not have any embarrassment, and also nodded approvingly.

Then he walked up to the soldiers and shouted: "Brothers, you say, is our regiment commander a cow or not?"

"Cow!" Soldiers roar!

"That's right, our regiment leader's battle really opened our eyes, it used to be me Lu Guangwei's dog eyes looked down on people, and I also said earlier, as long as our regiment commander can win this battle, I, Lu Guangwei, will obey him from now on.

But what about our captain! This is not just a victory! In two ambushes in a row, our brothers only sacrificed a few dozen people, and actually wiped out two squadrons of devils.

If anyone dared to say that there was such a thing before, I would have slapped him to death with a big ear, is Lao Tzu so easy to deceive? But today we believe it, and we accept it, and we serve our head from the bottom of our hearts.

Brothers, you say, 'Are you convinced?' ”

"Obey it!" The soldiers were amused by Lu Guangwei's words, and after laughing, they responded loudly.

"Regiment Commander, in the future, we will follow you from birth to death and win the battle!"

"Yes, if the regiment commander points to the east, we will fight the east, and if the regiment commander points to the west, we will fight the west, there is no other word."

……

The soldiers of the 388th Regiment, who had not won a battle for a long time, suddenly fought such a big victory, and their excitement was naturally unavoidable, and they roared one by one.

Han Xin turned his head, and also saw the sincerity on Lu Guangwei's face, and his heart was slightly warm, this is also a group of flesh-and-blood soldiers.

"Alright, Guangwei, let's bury our sacrificed soldiers! In addition, the pension must also be sent to their relatives.

And these Japanese, too, bury them! ”

"Commander, what are you doing burying them, these invaders, I don't think it's too much to let them be brutal corpses in the wilderness."

Han Xin's arrangement of his own people made Lu Guangwei very satisfied and agreed, but in his opinion, he had too many brothers who died at the hands of these beasts, so everyone should not have half a bit of mercy for these beasts.

Han Xin smiled, he naturally wouldn't stupidly advocate anything like "people die greatly, and they are all brave soldiers".

The aggressor is the aggressor, and whatever justification for their aggression may be explained to the world, it is not enough to atone for the wrongs they have committed.

Regarding the behavior of those Chinese soldiers burying devil warriors in the divine drama, although Han Xin does not oppose it, he definitely does not support it.

What good is it to have mercy on the beasts like a farmer and a serpent?

"Haha, don't distort what I mean, these little devils are hateful, but let their violent corpses easily cause a plague here, this has to be prevented!"

"Ah, oh, yes!"

Lu Guangwei reacted, and he said! The head of the regiment's resentment towards the devil gave him a feeling that it was far stronger than that of himself and others, how could he have any pity for the devil, it turned out to be like this.

Poor little devil! You were arrogant in your life, and you were hastily buried after death because you were afraid of the outbreak of the plague, how sad!

Lu Guangwei thought sadly for the little devils.

(To be continued)