The Imperial Guard Officer clumsily undid the buckle.
If he didn't undo the buckle, he would feel like he couldn't breathe.
From the moment the first Japanese soldier rushed into the warehouse, Keihoon had been waiting anxiously.
They were waiting for the Kataoka Battalion to clear the first floor of the warehouse, for Kataoka to occupy a large area of the warehouse, and for the dynasty's Rising Sun Flag to rise from the rooftop of the four-row warehouse!
However, this moment did not come.
In the end, the corpses of the Japanese soldiers were thrown out from the doors and windows.
What they received was the cheers of hundreds of thousands of Hujiang citizens on the south bank of Suzhou Creek.
He had failed! Kataoka Brigade had failed in the end!
An infantry brigade and a squadron of flags.
There were more than 1300 Imperial Soldiers.
All of them shattered!
None of them survived!
Thinking of this, the Guards almost fainted!
After this battle, the 68th Infantry Regiment might not be able to recover!
Although the 68th Infantry Regiment had not been completely wiped out, there was still an infantry brigade.
However, the Guards knew that he was finished. He had no chance.
The major general would not allow such a defeat, and the commander and headquarters would not allow such a crushing defeat!
If nothing unexpected happened, the new regimental commander was already on his way to Zhabei to take up his post. As for him, there were only two paths waiting for him.
Or, they would be sent to the military court for trial.
Or perhaps, he could commit hara-kiri to thank His Majesty!
However, these two paths were not what the Guards wanted!
If the Guards wanted to take the third path, he would rather die on the battlefield!
A real warrior, a real soldier, should die on the battlefield!
Moreover, the Guards had a strong desire to meet the commander before he died. It would be best if he could have a fair duel with him!
The Guards pulled out their military sabers and walked out of cover.
Almost at the same time that the Guards walked out of cover, dozens of guns were aimed at him.
"Knock, knock, knock!" The sound of a bullet was heard, and clouds of dust immediately rose around the Guards.
However, the Guards were fearless. They continued to walk forward with their shiny military sabers.
"The soldiers of the opposing side, listen up. I am the commander of the 68th Infantry Regiment of the Great Japan Army, Daisuke Keiheon! I demand to see your commanding officer! I want to talk to him!"
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"Squad leader, there are devils!"
Gu Zi, who was in charge of guarding, warned loudly.
Qi Jiaming and the remaining 70 to 80 veterans rushed to the door, window, and gap on the north side of the first floor.
Zhu Chen guarded an opening with Duanwu. He looked outside and saw a Japanese military officer in a woolen military uniform waving a military knife as he walked over alone.
"What's going on?" Zhu Chen could not help but be stunned.
More than a thousand Japanese soldiers had been defeated. What could a Japanese soldier do?
But soon, Zhu Chen reacted. This should be the commander of the Japanese Army's 68th regiment, Keihoon!
This old devil must have had a mental breakdown. He knew that he would not survive this failure, so he simply launched a suicidal charge alone.
Zhu Chen immediately became excited.
This was the regimental commander, regimental commander!
Zhu Chen immediately shouted,"Don't shoot! No one is allowed to shoot!"”
However, there were too many floors, so the higher-ups couldn't hear them at all, and there was no time to convey the order.
As soon as Zhu Chen finished speaking, several heavy machine guns upstairs had already opened fire.
Amid the explosive gunshots, smoke and dust rose around the body of the guard.
The Imperial Guards acted as if they didn't see him, walking forward while shouting loudly.
Zhu Chen was anxious. He turned around and shouted,"Duanwu, get my sniper rifle! Hurry!"
Duan Wu grunted softly and quickly rushed over to deliver Zhu Chen's rifle with a scope.
Zhu Chen took the gun and quickly aimed. At this moment, the guard was still at least 700 meters away. The bullet would fly for about a second. If he did not aim, it was impossible to hit him.
After aiming for a while, Zhu Chen gently pulled the trigger.
Almost at the same time, the heavy machine guns upstairs opened fire again.
"Hook!" A gunshot rang out, and the guard fell to the ground 700 meters away.
Before he fell to the ground, his entire chest was riddled with holes.
The heavy machine guns upstairs also hit the chest of the Guards almost at the same time.
Zhu Chen's heart was filled with anticipation. He was very sure that he had hit the Imperial Guard.
Unfortunately, the system notification did not sound.
In other words, the bullets from the heavy machine guns upstairs had already hit and killed Kone Hoon before he could hit him.
Zhu Chen flew into a rage.
"Who is it? Who the hell is it?"
"Who killed the Guards?"
"Don't let me find out!”
"Let me find out who it is and castrate him!”
Qi Jiaming and the two platoon leaders looked at each other. What was wrong with Old Zhu? Why are you so angry?
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