Zhou Weiguo looked at the sudden change in his team leader's aura. He was a little surprised and asked with concern,
"Guild Leader, are you alright?"
Ye Song came back to his senses and laughed at Zhou Weiguo.
"Hahahaha, Weiguo, let's go fight the devils!"
After the battle at Qilin Gate, the 6th division of the Guizi Empire would probably restrain their arrogance. The Central Army in front of them was really different from any other army they had encountered. It was not only reflected in their combat ability, but also in the battlefield deployment of the various divisions. Even the rotation of the battle between the individuals and the cover were all orderly and unhurried.
Unlike the clamoring of the Japanese army, the soldiers of the Central Army did not say a word except for a few curses from time to time. They only silently operated the weapons in their hands, so calm that it was terrifying.
"Oda Jun, the tenacity of this group of Chinese people is beyond our imagination."
The two second lieutenants who were clamoring to take Ye Song's head didn't look too good. With the Central Army's defense, it didn't matter whether they could see Ye Song or not, let alone take his head. In a short period of time, they had already repelled three waves of Japanese troops. Now, they were fighting without regard for consumption and losses.
In fact, Second Lieutenant Guizi's guess was not wrong. The Central Guards Regiment had a logistics department specially set up by Ye Song. Once the ammunition was used up, Ye Song would take out the ammunition stored here from the system before the battle. The soldiers of the logistics department would move the boxes onto the battlefield. When the people were gone, Ye Song would also transfer troops from the system.
Currently, the direct troops that truly belonged to the Central Army had actually been sacrificed in many battles. By now, less than 30% of them were still alive. They were already used to the fact that their regimental commander had obtained so many troops from god knows where. As for the remaining 70% of the troops, they naturally did not say anything about it.
So if someone were to say that Ye Song's victory was easy and that the Japanese were all elites, the remaining soldiers of the Central Army would probably be so angry that they would go up and slap each of them. That was the victory that their regiment commander had exchanged for with the lives of their brothers and sisters.
"Bang!"
Ding! Congratulations, Master, for killing the Japanese. You have received Mk2 grenades x80.
Ye Song, who had rushed to the front line, did not care about his image as a regiment commander. He laid in the trenches far away and used the Mauser 98K sniper rifle in his hand to successfully headshot a Japanese Machine Gunner.
"Guild Leader, what kind of gun is this? We haven't seen it before."
The commander of the 2nd Battalion looked at the sniper rifle in Ye Song's hand with envy. He had seen the Japanese Machine Gunner being killed by Ye Song from 800 meters away.
" This gun is called the Mauser 98K sniper rifle. It's considered a luxury item in the Republic of China. As long as you fight the Japanese well, I'll give one to your Sharpshooter Battalion in the future."
"Group leader, I don't care about 8K, as long as it's good, you can't go back on your word."
The 2nd Battalion Commander looked at the gun in Ye Song's hand and laughed. He almost drooled. If his brothers in the 2nd Battalion had this foreign weapon, they would be able to kill the Japanese with one shot.
Ye Song nodded at him. This thing was nothing to him who had the system. The second battalion commander was very happy to receive a response. He had worked a lot harder to fight the Japanese.
"Lieutenant General, Ye Song is too despicable. Not only did he repel the first wave of our attack, but he also repelled three waves of our infantry."
"Lieutenant General, I request to increase the speed of our advance in order to quickly take down these Central Army troops."
Noda Takeshi and Mui Minmei echoed each other and complained to the commander of the 16th division of the Japanese army, Nakajima Kingo, about how much pressure the front line had. Then Nakajima slowly opened his mouth to the two of them.
"Since the two of you have such thoughts, then lead 2,000 soldiers forward. The first to break through the city will take Ye Song's head."
After the order was given, the two devils looked at each other and smiled. They each led their troops from the two sides of the battlefield and quickly moved towards the central army's position.
With the usual tactic of the Japanese, they would usually use air bombs and land tanks to launch the first wave of bombardment. If they succeeded, the infantry would be able to advance effortlessly. However, the central army was not like other armies. Not only did they have anti-aircraft guns that were specially used to deal with the air force, but they also had howitzers and other equipment to deal with land tanks.
Therefore, the first wave of Japanese bombardment was exhausted after being attacked by the central army. It came and left quickly. This made the Japanese, who had been tested and tested, feel extremely frustrated. They could only advance with infantry in advance. However, they were still repelled by the central army, who did not consume much energy. Now, they were clearly anxious.
The two second lieutenants from the devil army, together with the 4,000 frontline soldiers, made up a total of nearly 8,000 people. They marched towards the central army. Noda Takeshi and Mukai Minmin attacked from the two flanks respectively. As they moved, they ordered the soldiers to shout slogans, hoping to naively destroy the morale of the central army.
"Take Ye Song's head! He wanted Ye Song's head! I want Ye Song's head!"
The 4,000-strong army did not care if the Central Army could understand them or not. In any case, the two second lieutenants of the Japanese were determined to fight.
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