War of Resistance: I make the Japanese tremble in fear
18 Cut off Takeuchi Renzo’s head

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Flamethrower, also known as a close-range fire weapon that sprayed a column of burning liquid.

It was mainly used to attack fire points and destroy the living forces in the fortifications. The fire pillar formed by the fuel sprayed by the flamethrower could splash everywhere and burn along the trenches and tunnels. In the process, it could consume a large amount of oxygen and produce toxic gases.

Guo Zixu only used a flamethrower to burn down Takeuchi Renzo's headquarters.

Although Takeuchi Renzo himself was not directly burned by the flames, he was suffocating from the exhaustion of oxygen. His entire body was blackened by the smoke, and he no longer looked like a high and mighty general.

Without the suppression of fire from the secret fort, the pressure on the special forces battalion was greatly reduced. Li Fugui immediately led the team to break through and rush straight to the command center of the Takeuchi United Team.

Takeuchi Renzo's attack message had been issued long before the command center was attacked by fire. The frontline attack force had already launched a full-scale attack on the national army's position.

The fire burned in Takeuchi Renzo's command post for a full five minutes. When Guo Zixu led the Special Agent Battalion into Takeuchi Renzo's command post to clean up the battlefield and settle the spoils of war, it was already half an hour later.

"Hehe, damn it, isn't Takeuchi Renzi the Flower of the Empire? What f * cking elite? Didn't our Battalion Commander burn him into a roasted pig?”

Shen Dalang was the first to enter Takeuchi Renzo's command center. He looked at the charred Sakura sword hanging on the wall of the command center and subconsciously reached out to take it. Then, he flicked his hand away as if he had been electrocuted.

"F * ck, it's still so f * cking hot!”

"Battalion Commander, this time, I, Li Fugui, truly admire you.”Li Fugui, who was following behind Guo Zixu, said respectfully. He felt ashamed that his belief before the battle had been shaken.

When Li Fugui saw the charred Japanese assistant officer and the suffocated Takeuchi Renzo on the ground, his admiration and trust for Guo Zixu had reached its peak.

Guo Zixu patted him on the shoulder and strode into the command room. He looked at Takeuchi Renzo, who had died with his eyes wide open, and said,""Shen Dalang, count how many big fish we caught in this net.”

Shen Dalang, who had been scalded once, was already experienced. He did not dare to touch anything in the room with his hands, including the Japanese who had been burned to death and the Japanese who had been smoked to death.

He used the bayonet to dig through the Japanese's body for a while and said,"Good boy, Battalion Commander, your barbecue is not simple. One major general, three great generals, eight middle assistants, and more than ten assistant officers. In this battle, we have recovered more than half of the face that the national army lost since the Battle of Songhu.”

Guo Zixu smiled." Do you think the Supreme Command will give our brothers a promotion after knowing the results of this battle?"”

Shen Dalang said," That's for sure. With this Takeuchi Renzo's Major General brain, he would at least give you a third grade. Let me calculate, a third grade is a Major General. At the very least, he would be a Major General commander with a trump card and a German Machinist."”

Pausing for a moment, Shen Dalang laughed charmingly."Hehe, as for my brothers, I don't know about others, but I, Shen Dalang, will follow you no matter what. I don't care if I get promoted or not, as long as I can kill the Japanese with you!”

Guo Zixu patted his shoulder and said,""You brat, when will your cannon skills be half as good as your bootlicking skills? I don't have to personally carry a flamethrower and charge into battle.”

Then, he continued," Alright, let's hurry up and clean up the battlefield. Take away the badges of these officers. These are the military medals that our brothers from the Special Agent Battalion fought for with their lives.”

Guo Zixu's gaze fell on Takeuchi Renzo's head, and he immediately thought of the 300,000 heroic spirits who had died on the battlefield in Songhu.

"Li Fugui, chop off the head of that old bastard Takeuchi Renzo and take it away. I want to use his pig head to comfort the 300,000 heroic souls who died on the battlefield of Songhu.”

Guo Zixu walked out of the command center without looking back.

After Shen Dalang collected all the badges of the other assistant officials, he patted Li Fugui's shoulder and silently left the command post.

Originally, he wanted to take the initiative to cut off Takeuchi's head.

On second thought, it seemed that Li Fugui needed this opportunity more than he did. He was not the only one who hated the Japanese. He also had the blood feud of the battalion commander Gong Ziqiang and the more than 400 brothers of the Special Agent Battalion who had died for the country.

"This slash is for Battalion Commander Gong Ziqiang. This slash was for Vice Battalion Commander Chen Guo Qiang. This slash was for the 400-odd brothers of the Special Agent Battalion who had sacrificed their lives. This slash!"

By the time the Takeuchi United's assault team realized that the headquarters had been destroyed, it was already an hour later.

Guo Zixu led the Special Agent Battalion, which had long since led the team down Suzhou Creek and was about to retreat to the Sihang Warehouse on the edge of the concession.

After the command center of the Takeuchi Regiments was taken down, the highest ranking officer, Colonel Muto Kazuo, was now the highest commander of the Regiments.

Looking at the charred corpses in the command room, the group of young commanders led by Muto Kazuo felt anger rush from their dantian to the top of their heads, and their veins bulged.

"Bagayalu, where's Major General Takeuchi's head? Who can tell me where Major General Takeuchi's head went?”

Muto Kazuo looked at his boss Takeuchi Renzo, who had been decapitated, and roared. He pulled out his commanding sword and slashed at the air desperately. He was eager to vent his anger that was about to explode.

"Sir, there is something on the wall of the inner room of the command post.”

The report of the military police attracted the attention of the assistant officers in the room. Muto Kazuo took the lead and rushed into the inner room of the command center. The bayonet on the charred wall said:

Kill the Japanese pirates Takeuchi United three, the National Revolutionary Army Sixth Division 28th Brigade 521 regiment special agent battalion commander Guo Zixu.

Muto Kazuo didn't know Chinese characters, but he remembered a name from the translator's mouth-Guo Zixu.

"Bagayalu, Guo Zixu, I, Muto Kazuo, swear on the honor of a Showa-man's Bushido, that if I don't kill you personally to avenge Commander Takeuchi, I swear I'm not human!”

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