" The Japanese are about to attack. Everyone, pay attention!" The battalion commander shouted. Hu Hao gripped the butt of his gun tightly, worried for Regiment Commander Zhang.
The Japanese changed their attacking forces. This time, they were still densely packed, forming multiple lines of scattered soldiers charging towards the eight routes. Hu Hao looked at the explosive bag at his feet. It was brought over by the first soldier who reloaded his ammunition, and this soldier had already died.
Hu Hao saw that the Japanese had entered his shooting range and fired decisively. The row of Japanese in front of him fell like a pile of bones. The Japanese did not expect Hu Hao to shoot from such a distance. Therefore, they all crouched down and rushed forward.
Hu Hao's machine gun didn't stop firing at all. He fired, reloaded, and reloaded. However, there were too many Japanese. Although Hu Hao didn't know how many Japanese he had killed, the Japanese were about to charge into the defense line in other directions. There were too few soldiers who could fight in the 8th route.
Hu Hao stopped shooting. He picked up a bag of explosives and activated his internal energy. He threw it high and far away, directly throwing it to the place where the Japanese were the densest. When the bag of explosives was about to fall to the ground, Hu Hao picked up his sniper rifle and fired.
"Boom!"
Countless Japanese were thrown into the air, and the place where the explosion happened was blasted into a huge pit with a diameter of about 10 meters.
Within 30 meters, not a single Japanese could stand up. The Japanese were stunned by the explosion. One had to know that this explosive bag had killed at least 50 Japanese.
Hu Hao also stopped. He didn't care how many bombs exploded and grabbed another one. He threw it at a group of Japanese that was about to break through the defense line and fired. That area was quiet, and the Japanese were gone.
" Third Company Commander, go get Dumbo the explosives!" The first battalion commander shouted when he saw the lethality of Hu Hao's explosives.
"Yes, come with me, two people. Move the explosives."
" Baka, what kind of weapon is that? How could it be so lethal?" Guan Yuwu, the commander of the 27th Brigade, asked in horror.
Originally, his troops were about to go up to the defense line and engage in a hand-to-hand battle with No. 8, but unexpectedly, an explosion wiped out all the soldiers in front of him.
"The general is an eight-way explosive bag," said a lieutenant.
" Baka, that's impossible. How could a person throw the explosives so far? It's at least 200 meters. Could it be that the No. 8 route is equipped with a projectile?" Major General Guan Yuwu said.
" General, it's an explosive bag. I saw it clearly just now. The power of the explosive bag is to cause shock injuries. Our soldiers just need to lie down before the explosive bag explodes," the colonel said.
" Yuxi, pass down my order. If the explosives come, lie down. This way, our losses will be reduced," Guan Yuwu said.
" Boom!" An explosive bag cleared out an area. Most of the people who were killed by the explosion had their internal organs damaged, and blood spurted out of their mouths.
Hu Hao would not be merciful. He threw an explosive bag over, fired, cleared, and then threw it in another place, fired, and cleared.
Half an hour later, not a single Japanese soldier within 200 meters of the camp could stand up.
The messenger of the devil was blown up by Hu Hao
"Baka!" Major General Guan Yuwu pulled out his saber and chopped a tree as thick as an arm in front of him. Guan Yuwu's entire body was now filled with anger. He was so angry that he was trembling. He was about to attack, but this explosion would cost the Japanese at least 2000 people.
"Continue to attack and spread out. I don't believe that there will be so many explosives on the 8th route. When the explosives come, tell the soldiers to lie down!”Guan Yuwu said loudly to the Japanese beside him.
" Hey!" A Japanese major ran to the front of the attacking troops.
The battle continued, but Hu Hao's hands were trembling. There was no other way. The level of the Primordial Chaos Art was too low. It was still at the second level. Hu Hao's physical strength had also reached its limit. Hu Hao's forehead was covered in sweat.
" Dumbo, are you okay?" The first battalion commander asked when he saw Hu Hao trembling slightly.
" I'm fine. I'm exhausted. It's up to you now," Hu Hao said." Is there anything to eat? Let me eat something so that I can recover some of my strength."
" Yes, I'll get someone to get it for you." The battalion commander called a soldier who was shooting to get food while he continued to fight.
Hu Hao crawled to the front of the trench in pain. Since he couldn't throw explosives now, and operating a machine gun was also a physical job, he would use his sniper rifle.
He took out a rifle from his back and placed it in front of him. He used the scope to look at the Japanese in front of him, looking for valuable targets.
" Bang!" Hu Hao sniped down a Japanese lieutenant more than 400 meters away. It was the newly appointed commander of the 59th regiment, Nakagawa Jiro. He had been sniped down by Hu Hao less than a day after taking office.
" Bang!" Another assistant officer of the Japanese was killed by Hu Hao.
In five minutes, Hu Hao had killed seven assistant officers and more than 40 lieutenants. It scared the Japanese officers so much that they didn't dare to go forward. The Japanese soldiers were scattered, and there weren't as many of them as before. The soldiers could handle it for a while, but they were also very nervous. If they were not careful, the Japanese would break through. At the critical moment, the guards sent by the division headquarters arrived. Although there were not many of them, less than 100 people, they were a fresh force.
These people brought a lot of ammunition with them. Once they entered the defense line, the Japanese began to increase their casualties.
" Baka, reinforcements from the 8th route!" Guan Yuwu used the binoculars to see that the casualties of his soldiers were not increasing, and the sound of bullets from the 8th route was getting denser.
" General, it's getting late. Tianma Mountain is going to be dark soon. Even if we take down the top mountain now, we won't be able to march," said one of the generals beside him.
"Baka!" Despite the fog, the soldiers in front were still attacking, but the speed of their attacks had clearly slowed down. Moreover, it could be seen that the soldiers were already very tired. If they continued to force the soldiers to attack, they might not be able to defend the eight routes, but it would definitely increase the casualties of the soldiers. Their exploration team had lost at least half of their troops.
Furthermore, out of the 18000 men in the entire division, there were only 10,000 men left who could participate in the battle. Who would have thought that they would suffer such a huge loss in the battle against a 2000-man Eighth Route Army!
Guan Yuwu did not dare to delay any longer. The casualties were still increasing, so he went to the temporary tent of Tufei Genji. At this time, Dohimoto Kenji was being criticized by the North China Front Army Command, asking him why a permanent division could not break through the defense of a regiment on the 8th route in two days. After hanging up the phone, before Guan Yuwu could open his mouth, Kenji said,
"Let your soldiers go. We won't be able to take down the 8th route today. You guys can attack tomorrow morning."
" Hi." Guan Yuwu turned around and gave the order.
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