With a bang, a light tank captured by the mercenaries turned into a ball of fire, the top of the tank was lifted, and two mercenaries with smoke on their bodies turned out of the tank. Before the two of them jumped off the tank, they were hit by a string of machine gun bullets from the Japanese army, and they were covered in blood and fell down, but fortunately, neither of them was injured to the point, and they were soon carried down by their companions who rushed to the rescue, and with the frantic shelling of the Japanese army, the casualty number of the mixed troops began to soar, and at the same time, the casualties of the mercenaries began to intensify.

Zhao Zhi arranged more than 6,000 mercenaries on the battlefield for this fateful melee, which is almost all the mercenaries that can be mobilized at his disposal, and the casualties of 300 mercenaries are nothing to the battlefield melee, but this number is now rising, and Zhao Zhi's heart began to appear uneasy and anxious. With the expansion of the scale of the Japanese artillery battle, Zhao Zhi knew that the casualties of the mercenaries would continue to rise, and if the casualties of the mercenaries could not be forced to break up before the casualties of the mercenaries were fifty percent, the loser of this melee would be thunder.

The mixed troops were originally a role of playing soy sauce and beating side drums, and it was already a reluctant decision for Zhao Zhi to use them as the main offensive force, and if there was no help from the fighter troops and the smoke attack of the Qingfeng troops, the mixed troops would probably not be able to break through the first three lines of defense of the Japanese army. With the beginning of the big melee, Zhao Zhi's Thunder God revolver machine gun group arranged on both flanks of the Japanese army in the morning did not seem to play a role at all, and these things were entangled together, which made Zhao Zhi have a headache.

It seemed impossible to withdraw the troops and re-engage the Japanese army, and even if Zhao Zhi was willing, the Japanese troops who were carrying out the artillery bombardment would not be willing. Since this is the case, let's continue to fight and see who can hold out to the end, after thinking about it carefully, Zhao Zhi was ruthless, he decided to test his patience with the Japanese army to see who would not be able to bear it first. Even if the Japanese army won this game, Zhao Zhi would not give up Kyushu Island.

Just an hour ago, 3,000 Burmese mercenary soldiers and 2,000 mercenaries who had gone to sea from Jiaodong had landed in Nagasaki, Zhao Zhi didn't know when they would arrive here, but he knew that the second batch of reinforcements had boarded the transport plane and was ready to take off and drop Kyushu Island. Zhao Zhi has now given up the wounded 200,000 mixed troops in exchange for the heavy casualties of the Japanese army on the opposite side, even if he is blocked by the Japanese army here, I believe that the Japanese army will pay a great price, and when the reinforcements arrive here, Zhao Zhi can also take the Japanese position on the opposite side.

The Japanese artillery salvo had already filled the night sky like day, and the ensuing artillery fire kept hammering the earth, and the shrapnel sputtered by the air was spinning at high speed to harvest lives, they would not distinguish between themselves and the enemy, as long as they stabbed themselves into the flesh, their task was completed. The battlefield covered in artillery fire was no longer full of corpses and puddles of blood, and with a casual bend, they could pick up a bloodstained rifle or a long knife, or perhaps a grenade or machine gun, from the ground, and their owner might have been any corpse in the puddle of blood, or they might have been blown to pieces by shells.

In order to solve the Japanese artillery position, the thunder fighters that kept taking off and landing bombed the place where the Japanese artillery wing might be hidden, but unfortunately it was still night, and the pilots' search sight was restricted. The exclamation of "found" sounded in the communication channel, and a B17 used a clumsy method to find the Japanese artillery position in desperation, and after dropping three incendiary bombs one after another, the pilot found a suspicious-looking forest with the help of the firelight. Two aerial bombs were dropped on the woods, and the detonation of the shells in the woods allowed the B17 pilots to finally determine the location of the Japanese artillery positions.

"Guys, it's our turn to play and kill them." The bombers searching for other locations came to their senses like sharks smelling blood, and after asking the B17 to claim the position, the three B29s flew together over the still sparkling woods. "Little monkeys who like to hide in the woods, Daddy has come to bring you food." The pilots who pressed the bomb button shouted as they watched the fire-like woods, and the occasional explosion of ammunition revealed that this was a place where they stockpiled ammunition, if not a Japanese artillery position.

"They have found the artillery position of the Japanese army" After the forest was engulfed in flames, the intensity of the Japanese artillery attack was much weaker, and everyone in the command, including Zhao Zhi, knew that this was the fighter unit in the right place. With the shouts of the commanding officers, the mixed troops launched another attack on the Japanese defense line, and the locust-like dense mixed soldiers rushed forward in the rain of bullets from the Japanese counterattack.

The Japanese defense line was not as vulnerable as Zhao Zhi and his officers had imagined, and after being bombed by the Thunder Fighter Force and attacked by the mixed forces on all fronts, the already overwhelmed Japanese defense line was oscillating back and forth between crumbling and immediately collapsing. "Block them, block them." Amid the shouts of the Japanese officers, more and more Japanese soldiers with rifles fought out of the fire and mixed with the attacking mixed soldiers, not only because there was a team of warlords behind them who were responsible for intercepting the rout, but because they knew that once they retreated, the whole of Kyushu Island would fall into the hands of thunder.

The tenacity of the Japanese character was magnified to the limit at this time, and wave after wave of Japanese soldiers with flames on their bodies howled and pounced on the mixed soldiers wielding long knives, and the burnt smell of military uniforms and flesh permeated the entire battlefield, and there was also a strange smell of flesh. Zhao Zhi had already ordered all the mixed troops that could be mobilized in his hands to be pressed up, and the mixed troops that had been angered by the stubborn resistance of the Japanese army had lost their discipline, and the hundreds of thousands of mixed soldiers who attacked on the whole front were mixed with the Japanese army, and the vanguard of the mixed troops was less than 200 meters away from the center of the Japanese position.

"Let's go, everybody is free to fire." The situation was so strange that the soldiers on both sides of the battle seemed to be stuck in kraft glue, and the outnumbered mixed forces did not seem to be able to exert all their combat power. After consulting Zhao Zhi, Zhang Jinquan re-entered the battlefield with his snipers who had already experienced a real battle, and they would insert themselves from the flanks of the warring parties and use sniper rifles to clear the way for the attacking troops.

In the face of life and death, all the soldiers, including the mercenaries, were doing their best to save their lives, shouting and screaming were mixed up and resounding in the sky, and the soldiers on both sides who were fighting together had no time to care about Zhang Jinquan and them who appeared from the flank. Adding silencers to their sniper rifles reduced the range to 300 meters, but even that was enough to shoot the Japanese soldiers who were fighting for their lives.

The addition of hundreds of snipers quickly made a hole in the already crumbling Japanese defense line, and the Japanese soldiers, who could not hear the sound of gunfire and could not find the flame of the gun, suffered more casualties under the free fire of the snipers, and some snipers even shortened the shooting distance to less than 200 meters. The "flamethrower fire" mercenary squad mixed with the mixed soldiers began to exert their strength, and the flamethrower, who had been closely protected, became the protagonist of the battle at this moment, dozens of fire dragons more than ten meters long swept across the battlefield, and an interception line more than ten meters long and more than ten meters thick appeared on the battlefield.

The flamethrower sprayed the interception line successfully blocked a group of Japanese troops out of the line of fire, and the snipers under Zhang Jinquan took the opportunity to harvest the lives of those Japanese soldiers outside the line of fire, the flame temperature of the flamethrower was far lower than the flame of the incendiary bomb, and after the fuel sprayed was burned, the soldiers on both sides of the war could easily cross the interception line, but before that, the Japanese soldiers on the other side of the line of fire wanted to avoid the sniper's shooting.

"It's too chaotic, this can't be done, we have to concentrate our forces to attack the line of fire just now, and a stalemate will only be detrimental to us." Looking at the battlefield full of gunsmoke, Zhao Zhi in the temporary command post frowned, and he could see the general situation on the battlefield clearly from the lookout hole. Confusion in command and the inability to issue orders normally are the biggest reasons for the melee, those Thais and Vietnamese are like bloodthirsty beasts as long as they see blood, and the officers who temporarily lead them cannot control them at all, Zhao Zhi now regrets that he put all the mixed troops on the battlefield at one time.

"Sir, look to the left, it looks like our troops are adjusting." Zhao Zhi looked in the direction indicated by one of his staff officers, and just a few dozen meters away from the line of fire, several thunderous field commanders were gathering mixed soldiers to assemble. Although there was no translation, although neither side could understand what the other was saying, this did not prevent them from using gestures to express their meaning, and under Zhao Zhi's silent gaze, the few bloodstained field commanders finally gathered hundreds of mixed soldiers with firearms.

The machine gun group that followed up in time opened fire to suppress the enemy troops, and the hundreds of mixed soldiers who had just completed the grouping, under the leadership of the field commander, were ready to cross the line of fire just now and launch an attack on the depth of the Japanese position. The firepower of more than 20 light and heavy machine guns extended to clear the obstacles for the attacking troops as much as possible, and those Japanese soldiers who wanted to risk a blow could not resist the salvo of the machine gun group, coupled with the sniper's response from the flank, it seemed that breaking through the line of fire just now would not be a problem.

Looking at the hundreds of mixed soldiers who had launched an attack from the telescope, Zhao Zhi's frowning brows stretched slightly, the sky was already bright, as long as he could tear a hole in the Japanese defense line at this time, then the mixed troops crowded on the Japanese position would be able to divide their forces and go straight to the Japanese army's in-depth defensive position, and the victory of this melee would also be attributed to thunder.