"It's so brutal!"

He Biao sighed heartily.

The armed bulldozer in front of him was easily leveling a fairly intact building, along with the remnants of almost a platoon of stubborn Japanese troops inside.

A Japanese soldier carrying a bazooka, standing under the building that was about to bury him, pulled the trigger in the last moment of his life, and an eight-to-five-millimeter rocket flew out with a vengeful rage, and hit the huge bulldozer shovel, and the metal jet easily penetrated the bulldozer blade in the flames of the explosion.

But it didn't help.

A pencil-sized hole in the bulldozer blade is at best equivalent to a sand hole.

The furious armed bulldozers, still under the powerful power of nearly 500 horsepower, kept creating pieces of ruins, like a rhinoceros crashing into the farmland, destroying all the buildings in the vicinity that could still be seen.

"If there were a few thousand units, wouldn't it be bulldozing the rhythm of Tokyo?"

He Biao continued to sigh with a cigar in his mouth.

"Stop looking, it's time to get to work!"

An officer said from behind, patting him on the back of the head.

He Biao reluctantly withdrew his gaze from the armored bulldozer, carrying his cloudburst bazooka, holding a Type 58 automatic rifle in his arms, and cowhide military boots stepping on the thick snow, following a Leopard tank and continuing to advance, and in the ruins next to him, a stiff corpse of a Japanese was revealed from time to time, among which a naked woman could occasionally be seen.

"Ma, these Qin beasts!"

He said as he looked at a young female corpse hatefully.

The vast majority of this kind of thing is done by the mercenaries of the ASEAN coalition forces and the Rapid Reaction Force, and these servant troops are here as if they were having fun. It is not good to fight wars, and it is the first class to harm the common people. And the scourge is so righteous that it is awe-inspiring. In their words, this is to avenge the compatriots who were killed by the Japanese army that year, and the Goryeo army that followed the American army is simply a hill dog, the latter is heinous in terms of scourge of Japanese women, of course, the American army has done a lot, but the Ming army is only a little sporadical.

In fact, when it comes to such a battlefield, there is basically no one who is a good boy, and the superiors will turn a blind eye anyway.

In particular, there are still a lot of female soldiers in the Japanese army, and in the face of them, these young invaders. Often there are special conquests****.

Although the area they occupy is very large, the actual situation is quite complicated, many of them are only nominally joined, in essence in neutrality and self-preservation, the core of the Japanese army is still Hokkaido and the northern prefectures of Honshu Island, because the casualties are too large, in order to maintain a huge army of two million people, the only way to use a large number of female soldiers.

"Shelling!"

At this moment, an exclamation made He Biao quickly sober up. Hurriedly rushed to the ruins next to him.

Immediately after that, several 60 mortar shells fell in a whizz, almost at the same time. In the ruins on the opposite side, a stormy bullet suddenly shot out, and a Ming soldier who was too slow to react was immediately shot and fell, and the turret of a Leopard tank in front turned slightly, and the flame of the 105 mm gun spout instantly erupted, and a tongue of fire on the opposite side was immediately swallowed up by the flames of the explosion.

The tank did not slow down, but rushed straight towards the enemy.

Suddenly, two flames flew out from the opposite side at the same time, one of which hit the front of the Leopard tank, and in the flames of the explosion, the tank continued to move forward without knowing it.

And behind it, on a crocodile infantry fighting vehicle, the thirty-millimeter machine gun immediately shot a long whip of flames, and the tracer shells hit the enemy position densely, taking advantage of this opportunity, all the infantry who followed, including He Biao, quickly launched a charge, and in the run, he shot with his right hand, but with his left hand took off the cloudburst rocket launcher on his shoulder, and when he saw the two Japanese daredevils on the opposite side rushed out with explosives, he suddenly fell to one knee, opened the bazooka safety and aimed and pulled the trigger as quickly as possible.

The two Japanese daredevils disappeared in an instant into the dazzling ball of fire.

He Biao threw away the disposable launcher, followed by the tank and rushed to the Japanese position, in front of him the remnants of several Japanese soldiers were fleeing in a hurry, and He Biao, who fell behind a wall less than one meter high, immediately raised his gun and fired a point, and a Japanese soldier fell down in response, but at this moment he suddenly felt a hard punch in the head, and despite the helmet block, he could still feel the huge force that almost broke his neck.

He subconsciously lay down and took off his helmet under the cover of the wall.

"Mah, it's the third one!"

He looked at the extra bullet marks just now, this helmet had saved his life for the third time, he didn't care about emotion, and quickly buckled the helmet on his head.

"Enemy tanks!"

Suddenly there was an exclamation.

He looked out, and four T55 tanks appeared on the opposite side, accompanied by a large number of Japanese infantry, and it was obvious that the other side had launched a counteroffensive, in fact, on the battlefield in Tokyo, almost all battles were like this, repeatedly tug-of-war, attacking, retreating, counterattacking, retreating, attacking......

The two sides tirelessly fought for piles of ruins, and for the Japanese army, their final victory was only one step left, as long as they drove the Mingmei coalition army into the sea, they would win a big victory, so even if they fought with tens of millions of lives, they had to fight.

He Biao retracted his head, lay under the half-section of the wall to find his half-smoked cigar, lit it with a lighter and continued to smoke, not far from him, the gun muzzle of the Leopard tank sprayed flames, and the piercing whistling of tungsten alloy armor-piercing bullets came, and the next moment was the explosion of ammunition on the opposite side, but then there was a huge impact sound from the front of the turret of the Leopard tank, and a deep groove was carved out on the composite armor module of the shield, and the hundred-millimeter armor-piercing bullet that was bounced off suddenly swept fiercely above his head.

Before he could react, a second, even more terrifying whistling slammed into his eardrums, and the smashed bricks were less than ten centimeters above his head, spraying like a shotshot from a breech cannon.

Obviously, this is a missed shell, and if it goes any lower, he may not even have a head at this time.

He touched his head in horror, and found through the smoke that there was an extra Cobra helicopter in the sky, and at the moment when the leopard fired for the second time, a flash of fire flew out under the short wing on the right side of the cobra, and a black shadow swept through the sky, He Biao turned his head, and the two T55s on the opposite side burst into flames at the same time, and the remaining one immediately began to retreat and prepare to evacuate.

"Fire!"

With the shouts of the commander, all the hidden Ming soldiers, including He Biao, aimed at the retreating Japanese army at the same time, and the dense bullets hit like a storm, and the latter hurriedly looked for concealment and then fired back, while gradually retreating back. But the Cobra also fired a second anti-tank missile, and the last T55 also turned into flames, and the Leopard tank and infantry fighting vehicle immediately set off, especially the latter's 30-mm cannon again, and even the three-barreled Vulcan cannon on the Cobra joined the attack.

The Japanese infantry was instantly beaten to pieces.

He Biao stood up with a cigar in his mouth.

But at this moment, as if intuitionally, his ears moved, and then he exclaimed, as if he had been stepped on by his tail: "Shelling! ”

At the same time of shouting, he fell to the ground at once, rolled into a bomb crater next to him, and suddenly his head fell with a sharp whistling sound, and a huge fire ball exploded not far behind, the terrifying power even exceeded that of a 155 mm howitzer, and the Ming army that was preparing to pursue suddenly blew up the nest, and even the Leopard tank and infantry fighting vehicle were desperately accelerating their withdrawal with black smoke, and the soldiers were looking for as solid concealment as possible as quickly as possible.

This is a school-fired 240 heavy mortar.

Just a dozen seconds later, a dense whistling sound fell like a meteorite rain.

He Biao hid in his hiding place, covered his ears with his hands, opened his mouth to the fullest, and screamed in the terrifying explosions around him, he was not scared, he was afraid that his eardrums would be cracked.

"Heavy artillery, call for heavy artillery support!"

Not far from him, the second lieutenant in charge of directing them hid in a hidden place, shouting hoarsely over the radio.

On the Cobra helicopter above their heads, the pilot was reporting the coordinates of the enemy's artillery position to the rear command, and then this coordinate was transmitted to the Ming artillery position, and the muzzles of the eighteen Weiyuan-type 155-millimeter self-propelled howitzers lined up slightly tilted up, and one of them suddenly erupted into flames, and more than 40 kilograms of shells pierced the air and landed not far from the Japanese artillery position. The latter immediately stopped firing, everyone was ready to evacuate at full speed, and it was convenient for their 240 mortars to be transferred, but unfortunately it was too late by this time, and the pilots on the Cobra helicopters in the sky immediately reported new coordinates, and the next moment a dense number of shells fell on their heads, and the entire artillery position was immediately swallowed up by explosions.

He Biao, who got rid of the danger, looked at the extraordinarily spectacular gunpowder smoke in the distance and let out a sigh of relief, shaking the dirt all over his body and standing up.

Not far away, a Ming soldier could never stand up, the nearest shell fell less than ten meters away from him, although his hiding place was safe, but the force of the close-range explosion of more than 100 kilograms of shells still shattered his internal organs, and the soldier died without any struggle. This round of shelling also destroyed the crocodile tank, and a 240-millimeter mortar shell fell less than two meters in front of it, and the terrifying explosion directly lifted the more than 20-ton tank into the air, killing all three crew members inside.

This is war, and casualties are inevitable, no matter how strong an army is.

In silence, the remaining Ming soldiers began to clean up the battlefield, carrying out the bodies of their fallen comrades, and doing preliminary bandaging of the wounded, and soon a Pixiu helicopter landed on the ground, taking all the bodies and wounded with them. (To be continued.) )