Zhang Chu carefully touched his neck.

OK. The wound is not very deep. No carotid artery was injured. Breathing is also normal.

If the bullet is off the rails a little bit......

Hit the blood vessels. Die.

Hit the trachea. Die.

"Staff Officer Zhang!"

"Staff Officer Zhang!"

Feng Biao found that the situation was wrong and hurriedly squatted down.

He was very nervous indeed. I'm afraid that Zhang Chu won't be able to hold on. I saw that the top of my neck was covered in blood.

"You're not hurt?"

Zhang Chu asked sullenly.

This Feng Biao is really a miracle! In such a fierce battle, I was not injured.

Didn't get hit by a bullet.

Nor was it hit by shrapnel.

Clean.

It doesn't feel like it belongs on this battlefield at all......

"I'm fine!"

Feng Biao shook his arms.

He's really fine. There were no injuries.

A lot of the time, he himself felt incredible. But his luck was just that.

Even he didn't know why.

"!"

Zhang Chu scolded stupidly.

Then he slowly stood up. Keep summoning airdrops.

This time it's not ammunition.

It is an American-made M2 heavy machine gun. 12.7 mm caliber bullets.

They're crazy, aren't they?

Come on!

Look who's crazier!

The Bobosha submachine gun can't satisfy you, the M2 heavy machine gun can!

"Poof!"

The airdrop package dropped.

Unpack.

Assemble.

The action is like the flow of luck.

Soon, a stout M2 heavy machine gun was assembled.

Long barrel. The muzzle of the black hole hole.

"Smack!"

Buckle the lid and pull the trigger.

Strings of tongues of fire emerged.

"Click......

"Click......

The M2 heavy machine gun fired heavily.

The Japanese invaders in front fell one by one.

It was as if there was no sound on the battlefield. There are only black and white images.

The Japanese are like paper men, and they have been baptized by a raging storm.

Ten?

Thirty?

A hundred?

I don't know how many were killed. Anyway, a lot, a lot. The list is endless.

Soon, a bullet chain was finished. So the chain was changed.

Then keep shooting.

Black and white......

Paper Man ......

Until there is no more goal ahead.

But it was the Japanese who rushed forward head-on, and all of them were killed.

The layers of corpses were also a blur of flesh and blood. Mountain.

12.7 mm caliber bullets do not need to be cleared. Straight through. Then kill the target behind it.

"Click......

"Click......

Keep shooting blindly.

After hitting a bullet chain, change another bullet chain......

Suddenly, I saw someone appear in the distance.

I reach out under the meaning. Then it slowly loosens again.

It's not a Japanese costard.

He was a soldier of the Eighth Route Army.

Zhang Chu exhaled slowly.

Calm down.

Calm down.

Almost killed his own people.

A group of soldiers of the Eighth Route Army rushed up on the corpse of the Japanese criminal,

"Are you all right?"

"It's fine."

But it was Ni Dong who rushed up.

saw that Zhang Chu's neck was covered in blood. I was taken aback.

Look at Zhang Chu's expression again......

"Staff Officer Zhang!"

"Staff Officer Zhang!"

He still thought that Zhang Chu was stunned.

In fact, Zhang Chu does have a little bit of battlefield traumatic sequelae.

"I'm fine."

Zhang Chu waved his hand.

Ni Dong was relieved.

The rest of the fighters continued to storm like a sea of mountains.

The remnants of the Japanese rebelled stubbornly. The two sides continued to fight fiercely.

However, the resistance of the Japanese invaders is already the end of the crossbow. Perdition is a matter of time.

"What's going on with the Japanese invaders?"

"All of them are crazy?"

Jiangbei Wei also rushed up and asked suspiciously.

It feels like the battle is very intense. But the Japanese are not attacking from the outside. Instead, attack inward.

It's weird.

"The commander of the Japanese division was killed by us."

"What?"

"It's in this bomb shelter."

"Huh?"

Jiangbei Wei suddenly realized.

Let's just say how could the Japanese invaders be so crazy, it turned out that their division commander was killed.

Good!

That's great!

Kill a Japanese division leader!

"After the battle is over, arrange for a few people to dig up the corpse of the devil."

"It's over without fighting......"

Jiangbei Wei immediately began to arrange manpower.

By this time, the battle was nearing its end. The troops he brought with him no longer needed to go to war.

So the warrior who had just rushed to kill immediately turned into a digging master.

After a full hour of busywork, a passage finally opened. Finally saw everything inside.

Pity......

Everything is ruined.

The Japanese criminals inside were all blown up and blurred.

There are only two general-level command knives. In fact, it is also broken. It took a long time to put it together.

There are also some adjutant's command knives.

In a small air-raid shelter, there are actually more than 30 command knives. It's a spectacle.

"Okay."

"As long as there is evidence."

Zhang Chu finally gave up the idea of continuing to dig.

It's all blown up.

It's useless.

Although it is an aggressor. But we, the Chinese, were merciful and allowed it to be buried in this bomb shelter.

"Make a mark."

"Close the entrance."

"Good!"

Jiang Beiwei nodded.

Arrange for the fighters to do it. The bomb shelter was re-sealed.

"Do you have a radio?"

"Yes."

"Send a telegram in clear code at once. Let's just say that the commander of the lieutenant general division of the 118th Japanese division was killed by us. ”

"In whose name?"

"Jidong Eighth Road."

"Good!"

Jiangbei Wei immediately went.

A moment later, the clear code telegram was sent.

This is telegram without a password. No need to decipher. Any radio station can receive it. It can also be deciphered.

"Nani?"

"Yaga!"

The Japanese commanders at all levels who received the telegram were all stunned.

No one doubted the authenticity of the telegram.

Because, the radio of the 118th Division has been lost for a long time. The result must be more than lucky.

Astound.

Impotent rage.

There was a faint bit of panic.

The lieutenant general and division commander of the 118th Division was actually killed by the Eighth Road in Eastern Hebei.

Unbelievable.

But, again, it's all true.

Not an ambush.

Not a sneak attack.

It's a genuine assault.

The Eighth Route in Eastern Hebei forcibly conquered Lulong County and eliminated the headquarters of the 118th Division.

This is a very red flag.

Why?

Because......

This means that the combat effectiveness of the Dirt Eight Road is rising by leaps and bounds.

In the past, what Tsuchihachi was best at was sneak attacks. It's an ambush. Even if the Japanese suffered losses, they would not be very large. But now it's different. Now, the dirt eight roads can be stormed.

Assault!

Attack head-on!

Defeat the 118th Division!

Extremely dangerous!

Although, the 118th Division is not a permanent division, but also a division of the second rank in combat effectiveness. It was developed from the 18th Division.

Even the 118th Division was no match for the Tubalu. What about the other divisions......

Even the permanent divisions are under pressure.

"Abominable ......"

Miyano held the telegram, his face haggard.

There is a feeling of powerlessness. Every day I get bad news.

Helpless.

The 118th Division can't beat the Eighth Road in Jidong?

It's over......

The 118th Division is still like this, but what about the 26th and 29th Divisions?

Belch......

It seems that I haven't paid attention to these two divisions for a long time.

Perhaps, in his mind, these two divisions have already been sentenced to death.

They are besieged by the Eight Roads of Earth, where is there a chance to break through?

Even the Japanese army in Taiyuan was basically sentenced to death. Unless it is the base camp that is willing to give up Taiyuan and Jin Province......

However, this is not possible.

It is impossible for the base camp to give up Taiyuan. Even refused to give up the 20 division.

The 20th Division is a permanent division. But now it can only be trapped in Yuncheng and sit still. Sooner or later, he will die at the hands of Dirt Eight Road.

Numbness.

Take the telegram and go to Gangmura Ninji.

"See you again......"

"It's a pity ......"

Gangcun Ningci cherishes words like gold.

His face was grim. I couldn't see any expression. Like a wooden man.

Miyano didn't dare to say much.

"Send a report to the base camp. It was proposed that Ginnosuke Uchida take over the 118th Division. ”

"Yes!"

"Let's just say that the 118th Division fought bravely and did not tarnish the honor of the division."

"Yes!"

Miyano cautiously agreed.

He understood what Gangmura Ningji meant. Now is not the time for accountability.

The honor of the 118th Division must be preserved.

In fact, Kazuo did not make any mistakes again. The 118th Division was also not afraid of battle.

It's not that the imperial army is not powerful......

It's really too powerful......

If the 118th Division is punished, a division will be wasted in vain.

This division will continue to fight.

Otherwise, the Eighth Route in eastern Hebei will move towards the Pingjin area and directly threaten Pingjin, and the situation will be even more troublesome.

"I'm going to talk to the commander of the Kwantung Army on the phone."

"Yes!"

Miyano hurriedly arranged for the staff to prepare.

It turned out that the phone was not connected. The line is estimated to have been cut off.

There is no doubt that it was done by the Eighth Road in Jidong again.

The electric route follows the railway line. As long as the railway line is fine, the telephone line is fine.

But in other words, if the railway line is cut, the telephone line must also be broken.

Had to use a telegram.

However......

"Forget it."

"Next time!"

Gangcun Ningji sat down slowly.

There are some things that are not clear in the telegram. Nor can it be said.

It must be said on the phone.

It is hoped that Jidong can be recovered as soon as possible. Telephone lines can also be connected as soon as possible.

Alas......

Eventful period......

North China is indeed an ominous place......

maybe

I'm really in the wrong place......

……

Jidong, a mountainous area.

Chief of Staff Song is holding a mobilization meeting of local staff.

Soldiers are needed at the front.

A large number of young and middle-aged people need to be mobilized to join the army.

Within half a month, all localities should mobilize about 30,000 people to join the Eighth Route Army as much as possible.

"Report!"

Suddenly, the correspondent arrived in a hurry.

Chief of Staff Song nodded.

"What's the matter?"

"Report to the Chief of Staff! The radio received a telegram in clear code saying that we had killed the commander of the 118th Japanese Division. ”

"What?"

Chief of Staff Song stood up suddenly.

Is the Japanese 118th Division finished? The commanders of the divisions were all killed?

When did this happen?

Who did this to you?

Then it dawned on me.

Who else did it? It must be Zhang Chu!

Who else but this guy!

If he is not in the front-line command, Zhang Chu must have become a wild horse without reins again, and he will go into battle again.

Anyway, the commander of the Japanese division was killed. It's also a great achievement.

Now, it's the turn of the Japanese to have a headache......

……

"Commander, Zhang Chu has arrived in Jidong!"

"How do you know?"

"We received a telegram in clear code, saying that the Eighth Road in the east of Hebei killed the division commander of the 118th Division of the Japanese Army!"

"Oh?"

Zhao Gang's eyes lit up.

That's right, it must be Zhang Chu who has arrived in Jidong.

Otherwise, the Eighth Road in eastern Hebei would not be so powerful. The commander of the division who killed the Japanese invaders dared to send a telegram in plain code.

Except for Zhang Chu, there is no one else.

Only this guy has such a skill, and then he is so arrogant!

Hehe......

It's good to be arrogant!

It's good to be arrogant!

When Zhang Chu arrived in Jidong, there was a fire in the backyard of the Japanese invaders, and there was a lively scene to watch.

What are the Japanese going to do? What to do......

Do you want to send troops back?

If you don't send troops back to help, Beiping will not be guaranteed......

If troops are sent back to help, the siege of Jizhong will be regarded as a complete failure......

Hehe, headache, headache......

(End of chapter)