"Nani!"
On a high slope in the distance, Matsushima Koji saw a shell land on his troops and kill a large number of Japanese soldiers on the spot. His first reaction was that reinforcements had arrived. However, those idiots from the artillery missed.
However, as the artillery shells landed one after another, causing his troops to fall, he did not believe that these were the cannons of the reinforcements.
"Eight grid tooth path!"
Songdao Koji cursed as he jumped up and down. He picked up the binoculars and looked in the direction of the cannonball. It was halfway up the mountain at the entrance of the town.
"Reinforcements from the Chinese? Why didn't the sentries at the entrance of the town report back? Impossible, the Chinese soldiers had even thrown away their guns, how could they still have cannons!”
Yamamoto Kazuo said in disbelief. Little did he know that the sentry in charge of scouting at the entrance of the town had already been killed by Lin Feng's SEALs.
"How did the Chinese transport the cannons up to such a high place?”
Songdao Koji's head was filled with big question marks. That was the highest point of the town. Even if there was plenty of time, it would take a few days to move the cannon up. Could it be that there were cannons there before?
"Commander, the Chinese people only fired their cannons and did not attack. I think there are not many reinforcements! It should be the troops that retreated from WuHan, carrying one or two howitzers…We can just snatch their cannons and bombard the bridgehead position. That way, we can take the Xinqiang River Bridge!”
Yamamoto Kazuo analyzed.
" Oh, oh, oh…" Matsushima Koji was delighted." Foolish Chinese people! Let's use their cannons to open up a path for the Japanese Empire to attack!"”
"Captain Okayama, I order you to take down the artillery position of the Chinese people as soon as possible. You will be the first to take over the New Wall River…I will definitely ask for credit from the headquarters for you!”
Songdao Koji said solemnly.
"Yes, Mr. Songdao. Please wait for the good news of my victory!”
Okayama Hiroichi closed his heels and nodded heavily.
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Okayama Hiro graduated from the Japanese Military Academy. He had been advocating the Bushido spirit since he was a child. Ever since he joined the war, the Songdao United First Battalion had made outstanding contributions. In the Battle of Shanghai, they had once defeated the main division of the national army with just one brigade.
Then, in Nanjing, they slaughtered tens of thousands of unarmed Chinese women and children. These Japanese soldiers were like thousands of bloodthirsty beasts, their eyes bloodshot as they charged towards the artillery position at the entrance of the town.
"F * ck you little Japanese, it's the Okayama Brigade!”
Feng Erniu's eyes were bloodshot as he gripped his M1 Garand rifle tightly. These soldiers from the 160th Division of the 66th Division had fought with the 13th Division before, and they could tell the enemy's number from the flag.
"Raise the flag of our 66th division and show the Japanese that the grandfather of their 160th division is here to take care of them!”
Ma Tianxiang roared with his eyes wide open.
The only time the 13th Regiment had suffered a defeat in China was when the Nanjing City Army was defeated. The 66th Division not only repelled the 13th Regiment's attack, but they also counterattacked and broke out of the 13th Regiment's formation. This was a huge humiliation for the 13th Regiment.
"Bageya Road is the 66th division of the Zhina Army!”
Okayama Hiro looked at the red flag in the distance. Even though it was riddled with bullet holes, he could still see the words " 66th Division " clearly on it. This flag was a pain that would never go away in his heart. He had once watched this flag crush the 13th Division's defensive position.
"Warriors of the Great Japan Empire, it's time to wash away the shame. Kill all the Chinese people of the 66th Division, leave no one alive!”
Okayama Hiro's cold voice echoed in the air.
"Hooray!"
"Long live…"
The Japanese soldiers who were rushing over like a tide had already seen the blood-red military flag in the distance. Their ferocious faces were like crazy beasts as they rushed along the narrow streets of the ancient town, roaring and rushing towards the blocking position.
"The Japanese are going to be 'pig-stud'…"
Ma Tianxiang held his spear and roared.
Ever since the Russo-Japanese War, when the Japanese army used a concentrated charge to defeat the Russian Tsar's Guards Division in Moscow, the 'Long live' charge had been written into the infantry manual and regarded as a winning treasure.
Later on, the Chinese gave the Japanese's 'long live' charge a very vivid name,'Zhu Tu'.
It was like hundreds and thousands of pigs heading in one direction. The momentum was like a huge wave that shook the earth.
However, this kind of charging method was only useful for the troops who were fighting against the Japanese for the first time. Once they blocked the attack of the " pig dash ", they would not feel so scared anymore.
These soldiers of the 160th division were all veterans who had participated in the war since the Battle of Songhu. They had climbed out of the pile of dead people. They had fought with the Japanese more than once or twice. Their black muzzles were aimed at the Japanese soldiers who surged like a tide, without a trace of panic.
Seeing that the Japanese army had rushed 100 meters to the front of the position, Lin Feng shouted," Fight!”
In an instant, a torrential rain of gunfire rang out, and dense bullets poured into the charging Japanese troops.
The Japanese soldiers at the front were hit by the bullets like leaves in the wind. They fell back in groups like wheat being cut.
In the two-story building behind the camp, one of the windows was pushed open, revealing the pitch-black muzzle of the Maxim's water-cooled heavy machine gun.
"Da da…"
Three heavy machine guns formed a net of crossfire, and the sound of shooting completely covered the entire street.
"Baka Yalu!"
The Japanese squadron leader who was in charge of the charge saw the Japanese soldiers in front of him being hit by the hail of bullets, turning them into a hornet's nest. They fell on the street and became an obstacle for the charging troops behind them. Countless Japanese soldiers were hit by the hail of bullets, and their eyes turned red with anger.
"Whoosh!"
No one noticed that in this dense rain of bullets, a bullet silently passed through the dense Japanese soldiers and hit the head of the Japanese squadron leader.
The Japanese squadron leader, who was waving his commanding knife and shouting, didn't even have the chance to make a sound before half of his head was cut off like a rotten melon.
"Beautiful!"
Others did not notice, but it did not mean that Ma Tianxiang did not see it. He had always wanted to kill the Japanese squadron leader behind the Japanese army, but it was impossible to hit the target at a distance of five or six hundred meters.
He subconsciously looked to the upper left and saw Lin Feng squatting behind a stone platform. Smoke was still coming out of the muzzle of his gun. This gun was very strange. The barrel was extremely long, and there was a scope on the gun.
[Ding-dong. Congratulations on killing the Japanese Squadron Leader. Reward: 200 points!]”
"This AMW sniper rifle is really good. It can hit targets 500 to 600 meters away as if it's a toy!”
Lin Feng was overjoyed. He pulled the bolt and loaded another bullet.
"Three Maxim water-cooled heavy machine guns, more than a hundred M1s, and two SEALs, forming a three-dimensional crossfire net…The Japanese are dreaming if they think they can charge through this street that is less than ten meters wide without the cover of heavy firepower!”
Lin Feng looked at the ghost soldiers who kept coming up to die in the distance and felt very proud.
"Report, there's another group of Japanese coming from the middle of the street!”
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