The five consecutive rounds of grenade attacks scared the Japanese squad leader in the turret. He knew that the 8th Route Army lacked ammunition, but if there was such a fierce artillery fire, it must be the main force.
"Taijun, the attacks outside are too strong. Should we retreat quickly?”
"Baka, you trash. How can we, the Yellow Army of Japan, be frightened by the Eighth Route Army? All of you, go up to the roof and shoot. Machine Gunners, fire! Mortars, fire!”
"Captain, our mortar was blown up on the roof.”
"Bastard, send a message to Captain Kameda. Tell him that the East Village's turret was attacked by a large group of Chinese soldiers.”
"Hi."
"The rest of you, hold on for the glory of the Japanese Empire.”
At this time, it was rare for the Japanese to escape and surrender. Even if they were at the end of their rope, they would still fight hard.
"Captain, the strength of the beef tendon and bamboo is already very small. I'm afraid it won't be able to launch more than a few times. What should I do?”
Monk Wei looked at the smoke rising in the distance and was very satisfied. However, this simple missile launcher had a fatal weakness, which was that it would break down after being used a few times.
"Tyrant, you and Duan Peng continue to fire. Zhang Dabiao, Sun Desheng, you lead the brothers and charge.”
"Understood."
After Zhang Dabiao and Sun Desheng finished speaking, they quickly rushed down the mountain with eight people, while Li Yunlong and Zhao Gang were at the foot of the mountain, ready to shoot at any time.
"Old Zhao, I'll tell you Zhu Yuan, you shoot.”
"No problem."
Zhao Gang wasn't confident at first, but when Old Li told him to report to Zhu Yuan, he was relieved.
"Directly west, angle negative forty degrees, straight and curved.”
"Ten degrees southwest, angle-45 degrees, half kneeling straight.”
……
Not only did Li Yun Long shoot by himself, but he also kept reporting to Zhao Gang.
"Bang bang bang…"
The gunshots were like popping beans, and the few Machine Gunners received special attention. No one stuck their heads out of the turret, and because of this, Zhang Dabiao and the others managed to reach the turret safely.
"Beard, give me a bunch of grenades. Blow up this broken door. I, Zhang Dabiao, will take care of these Japanese today.”
"Rumble…"
After a loud bang, the originally standing door instantly collapsed.
"Baka, go down."
At this moment, the turret still had three floors. The top floor had already been shaved off. At this moment, the Japanese were all on the second and third floor. They never expected that Eight Paths would rush in.
Actually, the first floor was originally guarded by traitors, but a few of them were timid and ran to the second floor, so Zhang Dabiao rushed in easily.
"Big Biao, stop charging. Throw a round of grenades at them first.”
Old Li and Zhao Gang found that Zhang Dabiao had already arrived at the door, so they immediately brought the monk and Duan Peng to follow him.
"Prepare the grenade. Throw it."
In the explosion of the grenade, Old Li felt the entire turret shake. All of you, grab your machetes. Today, I'm going to use the heads of the Japanese to pay homage to my dead brothers.
"Kill!"
Under Old Li's encouragement, even Zhao Gang, who had always tattooed his face, raised the saber in his hand.
At this moment, the Japanese and puppet soldiers on the second floor had just been shocked to death by the grenade. As soon as they woke up, they found that the broadsword was between their necks.
"Kacha."
A Japanese's head was easily chopped off by Old Li. At this moment, the live broadcast room was also in an uproar.
"F * ck, this is too exciting. This bloody scene was much better than the special effects.”
"Old Li, you're so cruel, but I like it.”
"Old Li, be careful upstairs. Hurry up and give me a round of grenades upstairs.”
"Old Li, I, Fu Er Kang, support you. 200 shark fins is not enough.”
"Old Li is a real man. I, Head and shoulders, will give you 1,000 fishballs.”
……
At this moment, Old Li was in the mood to kill, so he naturally did not have time to pay attention to the live broadcast room. After all, he had not seen blood for several years. It was really difficult for a soldier, but at this moment, seeing the blood of the Japanese, Old Li became fierce.
"Kill all the devils and chase the two devils to the side. Monk Duan Peng, throw grenades at the third floor." Let's see if they dare to cause trouble in China in their next life.”
The battle lasted for a very short time. Other than a few devils who were a little difficult to deal with, the remaining puppet soldiers simply fled at the sight of the wind.
"What news does Old Zhao have?"
"I just interrogated the squad leader of the two devils. He said that before we came in, the squad leader here had already reported to the devil squadron in Dongsitou township.”
"This is really troublesome."
[Ding-dong. The host has received 100 Type 38 rifles, 10 Browning pistols, 1 Maxim heavy machine gun, and 1 mortar.]”
Just as Li Yunlong was in a dilemma, a blissful voice suddenly sounded. It turned out that he had unknowingly completed the main mission.
"Captain, we found a hundred brand new Type 38 rifles, ten Browning pistols, a Maxim heavy machine gun, and a mortar in the cellar.”
Seven was excited. He had never seen so many weapons since the establishment of the Independent Regiment.
"Old Li, we're rich this time, haha.”
Zhao Gang was also very happy at this moment. As a top student of Yan University, he knew the use of weapons better than others.
"Hey, Old Zhao's days will get better and better in the future.”
"Regiment commander, we also seized a light machine gun and dozens of old rifles.”
"Haha, that's right. Bring all of these back.”
"Captain, there are too many of them. Just the heavy machine guns are enough.”
"Monk, are you stupid? Why don't you use the people here?”
"Hai, Guild Leader is still the best. I'll give you a chance to live. Now, each of you will take ten rifles and the rest will carry the machine guns and mortars.”
Old Li's plan to make use of the trash was just in time. This was also the reason why Old Li had left these captives behind.
"Old Li, why aren't you leaving yet?"
"Old Zhao, what do you think this is?"
"Explosive bag?"
"Yes, this thing and a few grenades. I left enough for the Japanese who came to reinforce us, haha…"
Old Li had learned how to make booby traps in the army. He had made the booby traps on the third floor so that he could kill the enemy the most.
"Old Li is really sinister. He can even make such a trap.”
"Old Li, kill those Japanese.”
"The Japanese actually met Old Li. They can only sigh in their hearts that Amaterasu went to sleep.”
……
When the live broadcast room saw Old Li's creativity, it immediately exploded again. This kind of technique was often seen in Snow Leopard. They did not expect Old Li to actually use it today. Old Li was unmoved by the praise and criticism in the live broadcast room. As long as he could win a war, he could use any method.
Fire support collection, ammunition support reward, spiritual support flowers, evaluation.
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