The strength of North Asia was somewhat unexpected by Umezu Mijiro. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The 200,000 former troops are like dirt scraped from the flat ground by a heavy bulldozer.

I had to follow the irresistible force and keep rolling backwards.

Whether it's the roaring machine guns on the North Asian tanks or the Bobosha in the hands of the North Asian bandits, there is no possibility for the devils to want to fight in close combat with North Asia.

The metal warhead that was fired fell on the heads of the devils charging forward like a raging storm.

The sakura helmet made of steel is completely unable to resist the killing tools that are almost everywhere.

Many were beaten into sieves before they could fall to the ground.

The devils who are wailing everywhere have not lost the courage to continue fighting in the face of the torrent of steel.

Instead, he held the thing in his arms tightly, and moved desperately to move forward,

Or maybe it's holding the lead in your hand and squinting at the tank and pretending to be dead!

When the tank comes, pull the anti-tank mine in your hand or in your arms.

Looking at the injuries everywhere, the bandits driving the tank did not hide or evade, and began to cause tragedy one after another with a cruel smile.

Click・・・Crunch・・Puff・

crushed, dragged, crushed, crushed・・・・・

The cold and hard metal, with the steaming flowers, continued to move forward without slowing down.

"Boom..."

At this moment, there were two sudden explosions.

The two Grizzlies at the front of the car cocked their heads high almost at the same time, and then a brake stopped.

The machine gunner at the front of the turret shrank into the shaft in a daze.

The devil who was still charging death, looking at the two results he had finally achieved, suddenly felt like he had been beaten with chicken blood.

Hold the light machine gun with a roar, or set up a grenadier on the spot.

"Boom..."

"Da Da Da ...

"Ding..."

The sound of the devil's machine gun crashing into the armor, mixed with all sorts of creepy noise, played a symphony of war.

Unfortunately, after a slight pause in the bombed tank, the engine started again.

It only stopped for a moment, and then a thick smoke of gunpowder rushed out.

The devil who still rushed forward regardless of his body, the smile and satisfaction on his face instantly froze.

"How is that possible?"

"I can't blow up ?!!"

On the Hailar battlefield, no matter how strong the Soviet tank was, it could not withstand the bottom impact of three anti-tank grenades!

Either the driver in the car was shocked to death, or he directly broke through a steel plate of more than ten millimeters and blew the people in the car to pieces!

But now!

The devil panicked!

Onboard !!

"Boom..."

A devil who rushed to the front was already crazy in the face of everything in front of him.

Looking at the chariot that had rushed in front of him, he shouted and pulled the fuse of the explosive bag on his waist.

The comrades-in-arms who followed this piece around them suddenly suffered an unwarranted disaster.

"Sudden ・・・・・"

In the face of setbacks, the crazy devil did not collapse!

"Burn the flag, the whole army assault!!"

Seeing that the battle was unfavorable, the captains of each wing hurriedly issued the final order, and then took the lead one by one and rushed forward again.

"Long live the Empire!!"

"Onboard!!"

If the roar of guns and cannons, and the roar of both sides constitute the theme song of the battlefield;

The collision of steel and flesh depicts the tragedy of war;

Well, the red and the smoke of gunpowder, and the piles of corpses, completely turned into the background wall of it all!

Umezu Mijiro, who was still roaring with a command sword, was put on a small four-wheeled wheel by his own guards on the way to charge, and quickly withdrew from the area where the North Asian artillery fire was likely to cover.

The hundreds of thousands of devils who launched the all-army charge were not defeated by the steel torrent of North Asia.

Standing behind the mountain cannon with smoke in his mouth, he shook his head and sighed as he looked at the tragic battlefield.

The military quality of the devil is indeed first-class, but in the hands of second-rate equipment and last-rate commanders, now they can't even squeeze into the third-rate.

The footbasin chicken has been fighting with Xiangma Mountain for two years, but the group of elites who survived were either hidden in the snow or transferred back to China for various reasons.

The Imperial Dao faction is in charge, so it is natural to promote his own officers in the middle and lower reaches.

As for the old people in the upper echelons, where to go!

"Inform Ding Laodao and start making dumplings!"

The mountain artillery, who knew the situation on the battlefield, shook off the cigarette butt and returned to the Land Cruiser.

Fight the devil to this point, and there is no need to worry about this war with a million-strong army.

After repeated bombardment by the devils and the impact of the sea of tanks, the main force of 800,000 has consumed more than 100,000.

As for the 300,000 puppet Manchu troops・・・・・・

"Lao He, I haven't seen you for a year, and you're in good spirits again, huh?" Pinch the shoulder of the man in the suit, and the mountain cannon sat down in a rocking chair in the Land Cruiser.

"The prince said seriously, there have been reinforcements worth tens of millions of materials almost every month this year, which has also allowed us to have our own base in the Sanjiang and Rehe areas. I just don't know that the prince specially asked me to come this time? ”

Although the attitude of the North Asian Confrontation League is straightforward and clear, He Xie still has not let down his vigilance.

The support worth tens of millions of materials every month has accumulated over time, which is not a small amount!

Moreover, North Asia only gives arms, neither personnel nor requirements.

Altruistic civil society?

Or the great overseas Chinese?

In the face of this mountain cannon who was just a bandit before, but now he is the person behind the scenes of the North Asian Empire, He Xie is completely incomprehensible.

"I ate these devils, but the 300,000 puppet Manchurian troops behind・・・・・ I don't think there is any need to stay in North Asia, after all, Chinese don't fight Chinese!"

"That's the prince who understands the righteousness and serves the people and the country・・・・・・"

"Second child, look at other people's sycophants, learn to do a little bit..."

He Xie, who was originally smiling, was a little embarrassed.

What the hell is so direct, how can you chat in the future?

Hurriedly opened the topic, "The second master will leave a place for me, and I will also have two handfuls!" ”

"Cut, it was all you who ordered the burning of Qingla last time, unless you do the right thing, who will be with you?"

“・・・・・”

It seems even more embarrassing.

The mountain cannon took out a pack of cigarettes and was still in front of the table of the two, "There must be many of you in those puppet Manchu troops, right?" ”

Faced with this problem, He Xie did not hesitate, "In terms of high-level, there are currently three regiment-level cadres and one division-level cadre. The middle and low levels, there are too many to count, Lord Wang, are you going to revolt before the battle? ”

The mountain cannon shook his head, although the spies of the Ringing Horse could not enter the puppet Manchurian now.

But the composition of the puppet Manchu army, mountain artillery still has some understanding.

The three rivers were empty, and almost all of them moved into North Asia.

Most of these puppet Manchu troops came from the Mukden and Rehe areas.

There are even some people who have negative thoughts of sabotaging because of the battle with the king of North Asia.

The families of these people are all in the puppet Manchurians, and even if they are captured, the mountain artillery does not want these wives to be scattered and come to North Adam to serve as soldiers.

You must know that after the uprising, the extremely vicious devils will not let go of these people's families! (To be continued.) )