Momotaro squatted in the bunker, and every time the Indian artillery shell fell, the bunker shook. The eardrums roared, and the dust fell down the wood supporting the fortifications.

Glancing at his younger brother who was squatting in the corner, Momotaro moved his body to Momojiro's side. Holding his brother's hand, he said, shaking it tightly.

"Toot ......! Honk......! The whistle sounded.

"Quick! Get out! Get out! Bring ammo! Don't bring anything to eat, you pig. Jun Cao shouted loudly at the entrance of the fortification.

The air was full of earthy smells, and Momotaro dragged Momotaro to run forward desperately. After a few turns, an exit finally appeared in the dark passage. Everyone runs for the light, no one likes to stay in the dark, and people are not rats.

All of a sudden, the eyes lit up, and the blinding sunlight made it impossible for the eyes to see anything clearly.

"The soldiers of the Kingdom of Heaven have handed over the position to us, and even if we die, we must hold the position. This is about the glory of the soldiers of the Land of the Rising Sun, and Amaterasu will bless you. The roar of the flag book was heard in my ears.

There are hands behind him who keep pushing the brothers, and they can only run with the flow of people.

Finally the eyes could see something clearly, and there were craters here and there after the shells exploded. The fine soil slammed into the trenches, and the feet were deep and the feet shallow. Running in such a place is especially strenuous, Momotaro pulls Momotaro, and the two brothers lie on the corner of a trench.

"This is it!" Momotaro found that the craters here were relatively dense, and he had not died in the position twice, so he naturally knew that the shells would not always hit one place.

"Big brother, I'm scared!" Momojiro's hands trembled, and he raised the gun to the front, and his hands trembled as he opened the safe.

"Silly brother, don't be afraid. If you look at the corpses in front of the battle, they are all Indians killed by the soldiers of the upper country. If the soldiers of the Kingdom of God beat to death, we will also fight to death. Momotaro pointed to the corpses to cheer up his brother.

"But big brother, that's a soldier from Shangguo. They're better than us! ”

"Don't think so much, unscrew the grenade cover, you won't have time to unscrew the back cover calmly like this for a while." Momotaro teaches his younger brother while twisting the back cover of the grenade.

"Oh!" Momojiro was on the battlefield for the first time, took out a grenade from his satchel, and began to tremble and twist the back cover of the grenade.

"Bang!" A mortar shell exploded more than a dozen meters away, frightening Momojiro to squat down in a hurry.

"Don't do that! The mortars of the Indians are not accurate, and shrapnel cannot reach the trenches, and you will be whipped if you are seen by the military cao like this. We are soldiers of the country of the rising sun, so don't disgrace Amaterasu. Picking up the gun, the Indians rushed up. Momotaro picked up the gun and forced it into his brother's hand, but his eyes glanced at the military cao in the distance, if the military cao saw this scene, Momojiro would definitely be whipped.

"Oh!" Momojiro picked up his gun again, took a deep breath, and put his shoulder against it to aim at the charging enemy in front of him.

In the distance, a number of men in-yellow military uniforms with turbans wrapped around their heads appeared. This is the Indians? Momojiro looked at those swarthy faces, why are the people here so dark? It must have been sunburned, and the weather in this place was unbearable.

Thinking wildly in my head, I actually forgot to be afraid.

A bullet that flew overhead woke up Momojiro, and this is a fucking battlefield.

"Aim! When Jun Cao shoots first, we will follow if he shoots. Momotaro whispered.

"Oh! Got it. Momojiro answered, the butt of the gun pressed against his shoulder. This is also what his brother taught him, the butt of the gun is tightly pressed against the shoulder, so it will not hurt too much from the butt. Otherwise, after a day of fighting, the shoulder can be bruised by the butt of the gun.

The Indians were so close that they could hear not only their roars, but even their distorted faces and white fangs. The distance was less than fifty meters, and the hearts of all the Japanese soldiers were in their throats.

"Bang!" The first shot was fired from the sniper position, and the Japanese soldiers followed and began to "crackle" the rows of guns.

There were many Indian soldiers in the front row, and they fell to the ground like wooden stakes.

"Ahh The Indian soldiers howled and charged as they fired.

Momotaro aimed at an Indian soldier, and with a snap of his finger, a guy fell to the ground immediately behind him. Momotaro was a little helpless, and he didn't know if he was too lucky, or if that guy was too unlucky. Momojiro next to him, put a shuttle in the gun in his hand indiscriminately, and he didn't even catch a hair.

"Take aim and hold your breath as you shoot."

"Got it!" Momojiro agreed, loaded a row of bullets with a "sloppy noise", and held his breath according to his brother's instructions. "Smack!" A gunshot rang out, and a small yellow speck more than thirty meters away collapsed holding his stomach.

"That's right! That's it. ”

Momojiro felt that the blood on his body was burning, and the gun in his hand "crackled" and kept removing.

There was a burst of gunfire here, and a sharp whistle began to sound behind him. Then behind the Indians, a huge column of smoke rose. Every time a shell landed on the ground, the earth seemed to tremble. After a long time of hiding from the cannon underground, Momojiro saw a cannonball explode in the sunlight for the first time.

The Indians were swept up by the cannonballs, and their shattered bodies flew as high as ten stories before slamming into the ground. A big living person, only a few seconds before and after, a big living person, turned into a broken corpse with a missing arm.

The artillery fire created a net of fire directly behind the Indians, and any Indian who tried to break through this net of fire was torn to pieces by the artillery fire. Soon, the sky was obscured by the thick smoke that rushed into the sky. The two sides could not see each other clearly, only the Indian soldiers who were sealed inside by artillery fire.

The Indian soldiers, who had lost cover behind them, were crushed in a depression and were hit as targets. One of the Indian soldiers completely collapsed, he raised his rifle in his hand and knelt down in front of the Ming position.

A bullet that pierced his head accurately.

"Brother! They surrendered. ”

"Jun Cao's order, as long as it encounters Indian soldiers, one by one. The next time you encounter a similar situation, you must kill it first. ”

"What's wrong with surrender? In case someone fakes surrender in the crowd and takes advantage of the chaos to give you a shot, do you still have a chance to regret it? It's better to kill the wrong ones than to let them go, shoot them, and kill them all. Momotaro pressed a row of bullets into the gun while teaching his younger brother a lesson.

"Oh! Got it. Momojiro's magazine was also empty, and he squatted in the trench and began to load his bullets in a hurry.

The trapped Indian army cannot advance or retreat. As a result, he was pressed to the ground and rubbed. In a short time, they all turned into corpses and fell to the ground.