At the Japanese camp.
Yamazaki was still in a daze, as if he was in a daze. He did not pay attention to the situation on the eighth route.
From what he knew, it would take a long time for the eight paths to dig their way over. He needed to calm down first…
To him, the psychological blow was too great.
He used to be very proud, but now he was very unconfident. He became somewhat indecisive and did not know what to do.
……
The soldiers of the Independent Regiment received Li Yun Long's order.
After some minor adjustments, they began to execute the new strategy.
Each of the soldiers was lightly equipped, holding a gun in one hand and a grenade in the other. They did not have many bullets on them, so they had reorganized them. When they ran, they were sure that there would not be any collisions.
Groups of soldiers jumped out of the tunnel and began to surround the Japanese soldiers on both sides.
They ran very fast, but because they were all wearing cloth shoes, their footsteps were very light. Everyone tried their best to run as fast as possible and make as little noise as possible when they stepped on the ground.
If the Japanese were to be compared in terms of weapons and marksmanship, they would be better than the eight-way fighter. However, if they were to compare in terms of legs, the Japanese were completely inferior.
It wasn't a problem for the soldiers of the eighth route to be able to march for a hundred miles.
As the soldiers of the eighth route at the end of the tunnel jumped out of the tunnel, the soldiers of the eighth route behind them had already caught up with them one after another, and then continued in turn…
The entire plan was executed quickly and methodically.
Monk Wei and Zhang Dabiao also stopped digging tunnels.
The two of them even argued over the shovel, but the strong were respected.
The shovel was still taken away by Monk Wei.
The monk followed the other soldiers and surrounded the Japanese.
Both of them wanted to use the shovel as a broadsword to kill the devils.
Unfortunately, there was only one shovel. Zhang Dabiao had no choice but to continue using the machete on his back.
However, when they parted ways, the way he looked at Monk Wei was filled with resentment.
It had to be said.
Changing the battle plan this time was a little risky. Li Yunlong had already returned to the top of the slope to meet up with Lin Dong, standing at the highest point to observe the situation.
Kong Jie, Zhao Gang, and Blind Cheng were the same.
They were also observing the situation closely. The battle had already reached its most critical moment.
Anyone could tell that as long as the 1500 soldiers of the Independent Regiment could get close to the enemy's position without being noticed, they would be bombarded with grenades and suddenly charge.
The outcome of this battle had already been decided.
The eighth route would use their absolute numbers to deal an overwhelming blow to the devils.
Once they engaged in a hand-to-hand battle, the Japanese would no longer have any advantage.
Lin Dong was also observing the situation closely. At this critical moment, if any Japanese appeared, he would shoot them to death immediately!
However…
What worried Lin Dong the most was that he would shoot at the Japanese the moment they appeared from such a distance of two kilometers.
It took about a second for the bullet to fly, and the bullet had to fly for another two seconds. Three seconds was enough for the Japanese to shout and sound the alarm.
If they were close enough, they wouldn't have to worry about it.
The Japanese showed up and killed him with a single shot. The other party did not even have time to shout.
No matter what, it was already an arrow that had been shot. There was no turning back.
If the Japanese found out about this, he would use his fastest speed to kill more of them and speed up the end of this battle.
Thus, fewer soldiers of the independent regiment would be sacrificed.
However, it seemed like his luck was pretty good.
In about ten minutes, all the soldiers had reached their designated positions. They were only about 30 meters away from the Japanese's position.
Some of them hadn't arrived yet. The other warriors who had arrived didn't rush to attack first; instead, they were ready and waiting for the other warriors to arrive at the designated positions.
Of course.
If the Japanese found out, they would not wait any longer. They would immediately throw out grenades and charge forward.
The Japanese were really frightened. No one showed up at all.
Yamazaki did not give any orders.
He was still lost and reflecting on himself. Occasionally, he would think about how to turn the unfavorable situation around.
However, he really couldn't think of a good solution at the moment.
It could be said that his mentality had completely lost his judgment of reason. He did not even think that the Eighth Route had already changed their tactics. At this moment, their troops were already at the city gates!
Very quickly.
Almost all the soldiers had arrived at their designated positions. Battalion commanders, company commanders, platoon leaders, and all other ranks were commanding together.
All of the soldiers from the eighth route crept closer and closer to him.
The closer the distance was, the larger the area the grenade could cover.
20 meters…
There was no movement from the Japanese.
He continued to approach.
15 meters…
There was still no movement from the Japanese.
He continued to approach.
10 meters!
The distance was enough!
Nearly 1500 soldiers of the Independent Regiment worked together and looked at each other. Each of them had their grenades ready.
The battalion commander, company commander, and platoon leader raised their hands high and then suddenly lowered them.
"Swoosh swoosh…"
The grenades flew out like locusts.
At this moment.
The Japanese hiding in the tunnel finally found out.
Especially the Japanese in the first few rows of tunnels. The grenades were the first to fall into their tunnels.
"Clang, clang!"
When the grenade fell, they were stunned for a moment.
In the next moment, his face turned pale and he screamed hysterically,""Not good! Grenades…"
However, it was too late to dodge or throw the grenade.
"Boom!"
The earth-shattering explosion sounded from the sky, and the momentum was very exaggerated.
After all, there were about 1500 grenades that exploded almost at the same time. Even if there was an interval, it was only a short moment.
The Japanese camp instantly turned into a sea of fire, covering an area that was 30 meters deep.
If it wasn't for the distance restriction, the area affected by the explosion would have been even larger.
"Charge, kill…"
"Bang bang…"
The sounds of the soldiers of the Independent Regiment charging and firing instantly rang out.
Only some of the Japanese behind them were not affected.
There were probably not many young men who survived the grenades in front of them. Even if there were survivors, they would be injured and could be cleaned up while charging.
The most important thing was still the devils behind the camp…
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