Chapter 102: The Crazy Japanese Army

readx;?ā€œ Boy, go up with your squad leader on your back, don't the current dragon soul warriors even have this strength. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info" Long Xing said coldly, the light machine gun in his hand kept roaring.

Wang Xiaomo climbed to the top of the cliff like a spirit monkey and roared angrily: "Huzi, kill all the Japanese officers." ā€

Touch! Huzi pulled the trigger, and a Japanese sniper was shot through the head, his eyes staring at Wang Xiaomo on the mountain wall with red eyes: "Squad leader!" Huzi wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, reversed the head of the gun, and shot through the Japanese officer who raised the command knife.

The battlefield is changing rapidly, no one thought that Fujiwara was so not afraid of death, in order to eliminate the living force that defected to the dragon soul, since the fish died and the net was broken, Fujiwara's words were not wrong at all, his death would only make the Japanese army even more crazy.

The killing of the general is a shame and a responsibility for the Japanese soldiers, and if they do not destroy the enemy in front of them, then they will be greeted by a funeral, and a large number of Japanese officers will commit suicide by disembowelment because of the fault of Fujiwara's killing.

The commander of the Japanese army, Fujita Daisa, whose eyes were red and almost bloodshot, mobilized an artillery strike squadron and fired wildly at the enemy holding the dragon soul battle flag on the opposite side.

One by one, the shells rained down on the ground, and the people who defected to the dragon soul were blown away by the Japanese shells.

"Retreat!"

The Japanese artillery fire was crazy, and thousands of patriots could not resist and fled under the orders of the leader, but the Japanese artillery fire did not want to let them go, and in Fujita's roars again and again, the artillery fire became more and more intensive.

"Fire! Fire, fire, fire......" The whistling cannonball almost punctured Fujita's eardrums, Fujita's eyes burst, his mouth opened, and he gave an order without feeling.

Burst! Fujita, who was holding up the command knife, was pierced by a bullet in his eyebrows, Fujita fell straight to the ground, and another Japanese commander pulled out the command knife on his waist: "Fire!" ā€

Puff puff...... Bang bang bang...... Boom, boom...... Gunpowder smoke spread on the mountainside opposite Heilong Mountain, shells fell like torrential rain, the bodies of patriots were blown away, stumps and broken arms were thrown into the sky, and the black smoke stirred up by the shells was scattered.

"It's hard enough." Li Dazhu pursed his lips, looked at the war and gunsmoke under the mountain, and suddenly his eyes were cold: "Xiao Mo, who is the person on him." ā€

"Damn, little Japan is looking for death!" Li Dazhu's heart throbbed, his heart was dripping blood, no matter who Wang Xiaomo was carrying, it was his brother, click, the bullet chain was loaded, and it was sudden...... Da Da Da ......

Bullets rained down from the top of the Japanese soldiers' heads like bean-sized drops, and one by one the Japanese soldiers were shot in the back, the Japanese commander was startled, looked up at the top of the mountain, turned around and raised the command knife: "First squadron, attack!" ā€

The corner of the pillar's eyes looked at Wang Xiaomo, who was climbing from the left, and cracked his mouth: "Iron hammer, give me a bombardment of the Japanese army on the right to attract the enemy's firepower." ā€

"Okay!" The muzzles of the rocket artillery were aimed at the Japanese positions under the mountainside, and they bombarded ...... A cannonball flew away, booming...... Dozens of Japanese soldiers were thrown into the air.

"Happy!" However, Hong Tiehammer didn't know that on the mountainside on the left, Wang Xiaomo was rushing towards the top of the mountain with their squad leader on his back.

"Ahhh......h

"Attack!" Inside the mountainside, one by one, Japanese officers raised their command knives and roared.

Puff puff...... One by one, the Japanese officers fell under the muzzle of the dragon soul warrior's sniper gun, and one by one the Japanese officers pulled out the command knife at their waists, Dazuo died, Nakasa, Nakasa was killed, Shaosa was killed, captain, captain was killed, and death seemed to have been numb to the Japanese army.

Zhao Gang and the other six dragon soul warriors hidden in the cliff were trembling with their hands pulling the trigger: "Crazy, crazy, the Japanese are completely crazy." ā€

One after another, the merciless bullets whistled away and shot into the head of the Japanese officer captain, who followed closely behind, drew his command knife: "Attack!" ā€

On the battlefield, there was only the sound of the sniper rifle of the dragon soul warrior, the Japanese army was quiet and terrifying, the Japanese soldier steadily held the rifle and climbed towards the peak of the Black Dragon Mountain, roaring, only Li Dazhu's angry bullet was roaring, exploding, and the cannon barrel of the Hong Iron Hammer bombarded the bodies of dozens of Japanese soldiers into the air.

In half an hour, the Japanese army of the real wing unfolded the team, and there was still a distance of fifty meters from the top of the mountain, at this moment Wang Xiaomo knelt on the top of the mountain with Ouyang Long's body on his back: "Pillar, squad leader, squad leader sacrificed, ahh......hh

With a click, Hong Tiehammer, the pillar's mind was like a lightning strike, his body shook, he turned his head in disbelief, and looked at the corpse carried by Xiao Mo, the armband of the military uniform was a machine gun, that's right, sergeant, it was the squad leader's uniform.

"Eh......" The pillar clenched his fists and slammed the ground hard, tears sliding down his eyes...... The bullet chain on the heavy machine gun was unloaded, and a brand-new bullet chain was sent to the chamber of the gun, which was pressed against the shoulder: "Squad leader, the pillar will avenge you!" Ah......h

Da Da Da ...... Sudden Sudden Sudden ......

The sound of the pillar echoed above the silent battlefield, piercing through the clouds, piercing through the sky, Zhao Gang, Yang Luotou, Zhang Xiaoshun, Gu Xiangzi, Cui Sangen, the hand that pulled the trigger paused, and they all looked up at the top of the mountain.

At this moment, a group of Japanese soldiers approached them, and Huzi's figure climbed from the flank of the Japanese army to the top of the mountain like a lightning marten: "Big dragon! ā€

"The squad leader is dead!" I couldn't believe it, Zhao Gang, and the other dragon soul warriors who didn't see Ouyang Long's corpse couldn't believe it.

"Attack, attack!" The Japanese officers roared, and the Japanese soldiers got closer and closer to the top of the mountain.

Sudden Sudden Sudden ...... Following the sound of heavy machine guns, Long Xing reached the top of the hill and opened fire, and rows of Japanese corpses slipped from the cliff towards the bottom of the mountain.

In the depths of the Black Dragon Mountain, Li Dazhu's roar made Guo Ying tremble, and at this moment all the patriots who had defected to the Dragon Soul gathered in front of him, his eyes looked at the Dragon Soul Battle Flag, and suddenly roared: "Brothers, stop!" ā€

Quiet, deathly silence, the sound of gunfire on the top of Heilong Mountain echoed in Guo Ying's ears, and with a whoosh, Yu Qian appeared in front of Guo Ying: "Ouyang Long, sacrificed, none of the colleagues who were controlled by the Japanese army were rescued, Fujiwara is dead, the Japanese are crazy, completely crazy." ā€

Yu Qian's eyes widened in shock, and the corners of his mouth trembled as he said the situation facing the Dragon Soul Warrior now: "Strategist, we? ā€