596 Japanese Battlefield Observation Group
This battle was like a signal in the independent regimental defense area.
The increasingly fierce battle officially began.
It didn't take long for the Japanese troops who broke into the hinterland of the independent regimental defense area in a daze, and the danger seemed to be everywhere.
Boom โ
There was a sound of artillery bombardment, and at a distance of nearly a kilometer, the shells smashed directly into the ranks of devils.
The shell came suddenly, and the power was so amazing that none of the devils who were close were spared, and five or six devils were killed on the spot.
The worst thing is, where did this cannonball fly from all of a sudden?
Where did this damn Dobachi hide the cold cannon of the sneak attack?
The devil's side couldn't be locked for a while.
"Beautiful!"
Nearly a kilometer away, the squad leader in charge of directing the artillery put down the rangefinder telescope, then rushed over, picked up the mortar and ran.
"Withdraw!"
Thirty or forty pounds of things were carried on his shoulders, and the squad leader was walking like flying, running while his face was full of excitement: "His grandmother has legs, this Yankee thing is easy to use, light weight, powerful and long-range."
If only each squad could be equipped with such a mortar, there would be enough shells.
Little devils? Little devil, he's a fart! โ
On the mountain road, the leader of the devil squadron who led the team screamed strangely, and his eyes were sprayed with anger.
This damn sneak attack.
It is said that the Independent Regiment of the Eighth Route Army set off a cold-gun and cold-gun movement in and around the base area.
ยทยทยทยทยทยท
Have something to say to the author? Come up โ point ฮ reading comment area, the author is waiting for you!
This battle was like a signal in the independent regimental defense area.
The increasingly fierce battle officially began.
It didn't take long for the Japanese troops who broke into the hinterland of the independent regimental defense area in a daze, and the danger seemed to be everywhere.
Boom โ
There was a sound of artillery bombardment, and at a distance of nearly a kilometer, the shells smashed directly into the ranks of devils.
The shell came suddenly, and the power was so amazing that none of the devils who were close were spared, and five or six devils were killed on the spot.
The worst thing is, where did this cannonball fly from all of a sudden?
Where did this damn Dobachi hide the cold cannon of the sneak attack?
The devil's side couldn't be locked for a while.
"Beautiful!"
Nearly a kilometer away, the squad leader in charge of directing the artillery put down the rangefinder telescope, then rushed over, picked up the mortar and ran.
"Withdraw!"
Thirty or forty pounds of things were carried on his shoulders, and the squad leader was walking like flying, running while his face was full of excitement: "His grandmother has legs, this Yankee thing is easy to use, light weight, powerful and long-range."
If only each squad could be equipped with such a mortar, there would be enough shells.
Little devils? Little devil, he's a fart! โ
On the mountain road, the leader of the devil squadron who led the team screamed strangely, and his eyes were sprayed with anger.
This damn sneak attack.
It is said that the Independent Regiment of the Eighth Route Army set off a cold-gun and cold-gun movement in and around the base area.
This battle was like a signal in the independent regimental defense area.
The increasingly fierce battle officially began.
It didn't take long for the Japanese troops who broke into the hinterland of the independent regimental defense area in a daze, and the danger seemed to be everywhere.
Boom โ
There was a sound of artillery bombardment, and at a distance of nearly a kilometer, the shells smashed directly into the ranks of devils.
The shell came suddenly, and the power was so amazing that none of the devils who were close were spared, and five or six devils were killed on the spot.
The worst thing is, where did this cannonball fly from all of a sudden?
Where did this damn Dobachi hide the cold cannon of the sneak attack?
The devil's side couldn't be locked for a while.
"Beautiful!"
Nearly a kilometer away, the squad leader in charge of directing the artillery put down the rangefinder telescope, then rushed over, picked up the mortar and ran.
"Withdraw!"
Thirty or forty pounds of things were carried on his shoulders, and the squad leader was walking like flying, running while his face was full of excitement: "His grandmother has legs, this Yankee thing is easy to use, light weight, powerful and long-range."
If only each squad could be equipped with such a mortar, there would be enough shells.
Little devils? Little devil, he's a fart! โ
On the mountain road, the leader of the devil squadron who led the team screamed strangely, and his eyes were sprayed with anger.
This damn sneak attack.
It is said that the Independent Regiment of the Eighth Route Army set off a cold-gun and cold-gun movement in and around the base area.
This battle was like a signal in the independent regimental defense area.
The increasingly fierce battle officially began.
It didn't take long for the Japanese troops who broke into the hinterland of the independent regimental defense area in a daze, and the danger seemed to be everywhere.
Boom โ
There was a sound of artillery bombardment, and at a distance of nearly a kilometer, the shells smashed directly into the ranks of devils.
The shell came suddenly, and the power was so amazing that none of the devils who were close were spared, and five or six devils were killed on the spot.
The worst thing is, where did this cannonball fly from all of a sudden?
Where did this damn Dobachi hide the cold cannon of the sneak attack?
The devil's side couldn't be locked for a while.
"Beautiful!"
Nearly a kilometer away, the squad leader in charge of directing the artillery put down the rangefinder telescope, then rushed over, picked up the mortar and ran.
"Withdraw!"
Thirty or forty pounds of things were carried on his shoulders, and the squad leader was walking like flying, running while his face was full of excitement: "His grandmother has legs, this Yankee thing is easy to use, light weight, powerful and long-range."
If only each squad could be equipped with such a mortar, there would be enough shells.
Little devils? Little devil, he's a fart! โ
On the mountain road, the leader of the devil squadron who led the team screamed strangely, and his eyes were sprayed with anger.
This damn sneak attack.
It is said that the Independent Regiment of the Eighth Route Army set off a cold-gun and cold-gun movement in and around the base area.
This battle was like a signal in the independent regimental defense area.
The increasingly fierce battle officially began.
It didn't take long for the Japanese troops who broke into the hinterland of the independent regimental defense area in a daze, and the danger seemed to be everywhere.
Boom โ
There was a sound of artillery bombardment, and at a distance of nearly a kilometer, the shells smashed directly into the ranks of devils.
The shell came suddenly, and the power was so amazing that none of the devils who were close were spared, and five or six devils were killed on the spot.
The worst thing is, where did this cannonball fly from all of a sudden?
Where did this damn Dobachi hide the cold cannon of the sneak attack?
The devil's side couldn't be locked for a while.
"Beautiful!"
Nearly a kilometer away, the squad leader in charge of directing the artillery put down the rangefinder telescope, then rushed over, picked up the mortar and ran.
"Withdraw!"
Thirty or forty pounds of things were carried on his shoulders, and the squad leader was walking like flying, running while his face was full of excitement: "His grandmother has legs, this Yankee thing is easy to use, light weight, powerful and long-range."
If only each squad could be equipped with such a mortar, there would be enough shells.
Little devils? Little devil, he's a fart! โ
On the mountain road, the leader of the devil squadron who led the team screamed strangely, and his eyes were sprayed with anger.
This damn sneak attack.
It is said that the Independent Regiment of the Eighth Route Army set off a cold-gun and cold-gun movement in and around the base area.
This battle was like a signal in the independent regimental defense area.
The increasingly fierce battle officially began.
It didn't take long for the Japanese troops who broke into the hinterland of the independent regimental defense area in a daze, and the danger seemed to be everywhere.
Boom โ
There was a sound of artillery bombardment, and at a distance of nearly a kilometer, the shells smashed directly into the ranks of devils.
The shell came suddenly, and the power was so amazing that none of the devils who were close were spared, and five or six devils were killed on the spot.
The worst thing is, where did this cannonball fly from all of a sudden?
Where did this damn Dobachi hide the cold cannon of the sneak attack?
The devil's side couldn't be locked for a while.
"Beautiful!"
Nearly a kilometer away, the squad leader in charge of directing the artillery put down the rangefinder telescope, then rushed over, picked up the mortar and ran.
"Withdraw!"
Thirty or forty pounds of things were carried on his shoulders, and the squad leader was walking like flying, running while his face was full of excitement: "His grandmother has legs, this Yankee thing is easy to use, light weight, powerful and long-range."
If only each squad could be equipped with such a mortar, there would be enough shells.
Little devils? Little devil, he's a fart! โ
On the mountain road, the leader of the devil squadron who led the team screamed strangely, and his eyes were sprayed with anger.
This damn sneak attack.
It is said that the Independent Regiment of the Eighth Route Army set off a cold-gun and cold-gun movement in and around the base area.
This battle was like a signal in the independent regimental defense area.
The increasingly fierce battle officially began.
It didn't take long for the Japanese troops who broke into the hinterland of the independent regimental defense area in a daze, and the danger seemed to be everywhere.
Boom โ
There was a sound of artillery bombardment, and at a distance of nearly a kilometer, the shells smashed directly into the ranks of devils.
The shell came suddenly, and the power was so amazing that none of the devils who were close were spared, and five or six devils were killed on the spot.
The worst thing is, where did this cannonball fly from all of a sudden?
Where did this damn Dobachi hide the cold cannon of the sneak attack?
The devil's side couldn't be locked for a while.
"Beautiful!"
Nearly a kilometer away, the squad leader in charge of directing the artillery put down the rangefinder telescope, then rushed over, picked up the mortar and ran.
"Withdraw!"
Thirty or forty pounds of things were carried on his shoulders, and the squad leader was walking like flying, running while his face was full of excitement: "His grandmother has legs, this Yankee thing is easy to use, light weight, powerful and long-range."
If only each squad could be equipped with such a mortar, there would be enough shells.
Little devils? Little devil, he's a fart! โ
On the mountain road, the leader of the devil squadron who led the team screamed strangely, and his eyes were sprayed with anger.
This damn sneak attack.
It is said that the Independent Regiment of the Eighth Route Army set off a cold-gun and cold-gun movement in and around the base area.
This battle was like a signal in the independent regimental defense area.
The increasingly fierce battle officially began.
It didn't take long for the Japanese troops who broke into the hinterland of the independent regimental defense area in a daze, and the danger seemed to be everywhere.
Boom โ
There was a sound of artillery bombardment, and at a distance of nearly a kilometer, the shells smashed directly into the ranks of devils.
The shell came suddenly, and the power was so amazing that none of the devils who were close were spared, and five or six devils were killed on the spot.
The worst thing is, where did this cannonball fly from all of a sudden?
Where did this damn Dobachi hide the cold cannon of the sneak attack?
The devil's side couldn't be locked for a while.
"Beautiful!"
Nearly a kilometer away, the squad leader in charge of directing the artillery put down the rangefinder telescope, then rushed over, picked up the mortar and ran.
"Withdraw!"
Thirty or forty pounds of things were carried on his shoulders, and the squad leader was walking like flying, running while his face was full of excitement: "His grandmother has legs, this Yankee thing is easy to use, light weight, powerful and long-range."
If only each squad could be equipped with such a mortar, there would be enough shells.
Little devils? Little devil, he's a fart! โ
On the mountain road, the leader of the devil squadron who led the team screamed strangely, and his eyes were sprayed with anger.
This damn sneak attack.
It is said that the Independent Regiment of the Eighth Route Army set off a cold-gun and cold-gun movement in and around the base area.
This battle was like a signal in the independent regimental defense area.
The increasingly fierce battle officially began.
It didn't take long for the Japanese troops who broke into the hinterland of the independent regimental defense area in a daze, and the danger seemed to be everywhere.
Boom โ
There was a sound of artillery bombardment, and at a distance of nearly a kilometer, the shells smashed directly into the ranks of devils.
The shell came suddenly, and the power was so amazing that none of the devils who were close were spared, and five or six devils were killed on the spot.
The worst thing is, where did this cannonball fly from all of a sudden?
Where did this damn Dobachi hide the cold cannon of the sneak attack?
The devil's side couldn't be locked for a while.
"Beautiful!"
Nearly a kilometer away, the squad leader in charge of directing the artillery put down the rangefinder telescope, then rushed over, picked up the mortar and ran.
"Withdraw!"
Thirty or forty pounds of things were carried on his shoulders, and the squad leader was walking like flying, running while his face was full of excitement: "His grandmother has legs, this Yankee thing is easy to use, light weight, powerful and long-range."
If only each squad could be equipped with such a mortar, there would be enough shells.
Little devils? Little devil, he's a fart! โ
On the mountain road, the leader of the devil squadron who led the team screamed strangely, and his eyes were sprayed with anger.
This damn sneak attack.
It is said that the Independent Regiment of the Eighth Route Army set off a cold-gun and cold-gun movement in and around the base area.
7017k