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He hurriedly turned around and shouted, "Go back!" Don't fucking come here! Dangerous! ”

Liu Li shouted almost at the same time as Qiu Zuohui, "Xiaobao, come back, don't go over!" ”

But Song Xiaobao didn't listen at all, he stubbornly ran forward.

Seeing that Qiu Zuohui was shot, he couldn't care so much.

Seeing Song Xiaobao rushing over, the soldiers of the Kwantung Army were dumbfounded, isn't this Chinese soldier afraid of death?

He rushed over in a daze without adding a little tactical move, without even the least dodge, isn't this just looking for death?

"Adjustment, adjustment! Correct three positions to the right, left, go back to the left, slow down, slow down! ”

The commander of a tank at the front of the Kwantung Army was carefully determining Song Xiaobao's position in the scope, and he planned to kill this damn Chinese soldier with a single shot.

This kind of torture and murder feeling is the most refreshing.

"Yes, yes, that's it, fire!!"

A murderous and hideous smile appeared on the face of the commander of the Kwantung Army, go to death, Shina soldier!

Rumble!

At a distance of tens of meters, how many seconds can the shell fly after it comes out of the chamber?

Anyway, it couldn't be shorter.

In the blink of an eye, the kung fu cannonball fell directly in front of Song Xiaobao, and after a loud bang.

Just like the death of Setsuro Shimizu a few days ago, there was only a big crater left in the place where the explosion occurred, and Song Xiaobao was blown to ashes.

"Xiaobao!"

Seeing Xiaobao die like this, Qiu Zuohui's eyes widened, and a flame of anger ignited in his heart.

He gritted his teeth, clenched the explosives bag, got up from the ground and rushed towards the tank that had just fired at Song Xiaobao.

The commander of the Kwantung Army was still proud that he had just killed a soldier of China, and saw another soldier rushing in front of him, and the distance was already very short, and he seemed to be holding an explosive bag in his arms!

What the? Dynamite packs!

"Joe's marijuana, Aunt Joe's gotta kill him, ahh

The commander was scared from the bottom of his heart, it was too dangerous.

If the explosives pack really blows up on the tank's side, everyone in the tank will be finished.

"Shoot, shoot."

Jun Cao behind the tank commanded the soldiers to shoot at Qiu Zuohui.

Bang bang

The soldiers of Liu Li's company are not dry, as long as the devil on the opposite side shows his head, he will shoot fiercely.

From time to time, the Eastern Army was shot and fell to the ground.

"Little Japanese, I'll fight with you!"

Qiu Zuohui cursed in his mouth and rushed to the tank, he didn't know how many shots he had been shot, and when he ran only two or three meters away from the tank, he fell to the ground with one foot.

"Ahh

Qiu Zuohui struggled to stand up, but he couldn't.

He couldn't get up anymore, not because his strength was exhausted, but because his legs were full of bullet holes, and blood from the wounds was flowing through his uniform.

This was all the work of the infantry of the Kwantung Army following behind the tank.

"Crush it! Squeeze it over! Crush him for me! ”

The tank commander shouted frantically, if Qiu Zuo would detonate the explosives package here, even if the people in the tank could not die, they would be scorched by the heat wave generated by the explosion.

Gotta kill him!

Hearing the commander's order, the soldiers driving the tank increased their horsepower, and the tank directly crushed Qiu Zuohui's right arm.

"Ahh Yes! ”

Qiu Zuo felt a piercing pain in his right arm, and the green tendons on his face burst out.

He couldn't help but look at it, his arm was already crushed and blurred with flesh.

It seems that he is here today, and Qiu Zuohui has long looked down on life and death.

If they don't get rid of the Japanese invaders, how can they survive?

Qiu Zuohui endured the severe pain, put the explosive bag to his mouth with his left hand, pulled the lead away with his teeth, and threw it under the tank with all his might.

Boom~ The explosive bag was pulled.

Rumble!

Although the tank was not blown to pieces, the boiling heat was enough to roast the devils inside.

At that time, the explosive packs were certainly not comparable to the bombs of today, but the temperature at the moment of explosion could reach 3,000 degrees Celsius.

A crew member who was relatively close to the exit struggled to open the lid on the top of the tank and tried to run out, but as soon as he poked his head out, he was killed by an oncoming stray bullet.

"Lao Qiu! it! ”

At this time, Liu Li did not have any sense of joy in blowing up the tank, because Qiu Zuohui was sacrificed.

A veteran who has followed himself for more than ten years is dead today with the little devil's tank, it's not worth it! Even those ten or hundred tanks can't be exchanged for their brothers.

"TMD, rush up with me with a big knife and kill the devil!"

Liu Li saw that the tank was less than fifty meters away from the position, so he planned to fight with the devil happily and fight.

After Liu Li finished speaking, he grabbed a big knife and rushed up, and as soon as one foot stepped out of the trench, he was grabbed back by a big hand.

"Fuck your mother, get down for Lao Tzu, that's all I have to say, it's not enough for you to build. Fall back! All retreat! ”

It was Jin Zhenzhong who spoke, and after a while of fighting, he could see that with these burning sticks of his own troops, he was no match for the Kwantung Army at all.

So he decided to abandon the first line of defense for the time being, retreat to the second position to continue to hold off the enemy, and wait for reinforcements to arrive.

It was already four o'clock in the afternoon, and after two hours of insistence, it was dark.

Jin Zhenzhong estimated that the Kwantung Army would definitely not attack again after dark, and the night was the best cover for the weakly equipped Northeast Army, and when the time came, they could rush back and recapture their positions.

Therefore, the most urgent task now is to preserve strength, retreat to the second line of defense, and hold out for two hours.

It would be better if reinforcements could come.

"A company of soldiers who can still move to carry the wounded down, Zhang Fei, you take your company's people to stop the enemy. When you see the wounded withdrawing, go back, if you love the war Lao Tzu will kill you directly! ”

Jin Zhenzhong was afraid that Zhang Fei would be red-eyed later, so he forgot about the retreat, and then left all the soldiers of the entire second company on the position.

At that time, he was really unadjustable, wouldn't Lugou Bridge become a cooked duck of the Kwantung Army?

Only by staying alive can there be a glimmer of hope!

"Yes, Battalion Commander."

Zhang Fei knew what the current situation was, and he also had a number in his heart, and now he had to carry out Jin Zhenzhong's orders to the letter.

"Battalion commander, battalion commander!"

Jin Zhenzhong heard someone shouting behind him, and looked in the direction where the voice came, it was one of his staff officers, and he ran towards him with a disgraced face.

"What's going on? Didn't I let you stay in Wanping City? What are you doing here? ”

Jin Zhen Center was very annoyed, didn't he let you be a calf to stare at Wanping City? What are you doing here, it's not messy enough.

"Battalion commander, Wan, Wanping City has been lost, and the devils have already attacked it." The staff officer said with tears in his voice.

"What?!"

Killing Jin Zhenzhong didn't expect Wanping City to be attacked by devils so quickly, the situation was very bad.

Jin Zhenzhong asked the staff officer: "What about the three company commanders in Wanping City?" They all eat, is the gone? ”

Jin Zhenzhong paid special attention to the defensive deployment of Wanping City, and arranged for three integrated companies to be stationed in the city, but he did not expect that the Kwantung Army would attack Wanping City in less than four hours.