War of Resistance: I, the Iron Blood Marshal!
13 Grenades falling from the sky?!

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On the other side.

Jiapigou Mountain Range.

It was getting late.

Zhao Xuechao ordered the people around him.

"Listen to my command. On the count of one, open the grenade fuse and throw it into the ravine! Remember to use force!"

Throw a grenade?

Everyone was stunned.

Monk Wei scratched his head and said.

"Throw the grenade into the ravine? Isn't this a waste of grenades?"

They didn't have Zhao Xuechao's System Map to find the location of the Japanese.

"That's right, sir. The Japanese might be in the Jia Pi ditch, but who knows if they're down there? Wouldn't we be alerting the enemy by throwing grenades?”

Zhao Tong also advised.

"Cut the crap, this is an order!"”

Hearing this, everyone looked at each other and could only do as they were told.

After all, Zhao Xuechao was the commanding officer at this time.

They knew that military orders were absolute.

"Three, two, one! Throw it!"

Following Zhao Xuechao's order.

All 21 of them threw their grenades at the same time.

……

At the same time, below the carapace groove.

Kamita Murakami was resting with his troops.

The adjutant immediately went over.

"Lord Guitian, the South Manchurian Railroad has already sent people over. According to the news, they have already received Fengtian's approval and will be here soon.”

"However, when I passed by Fengtian City, I asked for a toll of 20,000 yuan. What a bandit!”

"Alright."

Guitian Murakami held onto his saber, a satisfied expression on his face.

"20,000 yuan is nothing!"

"As long as our empire can occupy this gold mine, let alone 20,000, it can be worth millions of dollars!”

The deputy nodded.

"Lord Guitian is indeed far-sighted. I believe that it won't be long before Lord Tianhuang will personally receive you and reward you.”

The flattery made Kamita Murakami extremely happy.

He laughed loudly.

"Bandits are bandits. They can't be compared to our empire.”

"When our empire's plan is completed, I must enter Fengtian City and let all the soldiers vent!”

The Japanese adjutant at the side flattered again.

Guitian Murakami raised his head proudly.

The moment he raised his head.

The sky seemed different.

The sky seemed to have started to fall…

Grenade?

The village of Kameda is light,

In the next second.

His eyes were wide open.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

He immediately shouted.

However, the grenade was already in front of him.

No matter how hard he tried to dodge, there was nothing he could do.

The grenades filled the sky like the scythe of the Grim Reaper, harvesting lives from the Japanese team.

None of the Japanese could react in time and were stunned by the explosion.

They had nowhere to hide.

The explosion range of the Type 91 grenade could reach five to seven meters.

The entire shell trench was less than ten meters wide.

Twenty-one grenades covered the entire area.

After the first wave ended.

The Japanese lost half of their men.

Most of the remaining devils had broken arms and legs.

They were all lying on the ground, wailing.

Some of the Japanese went crazy and fired their guns at the sky.

The orderly team had become a mess.

……

Above the carapace ditch.

Everyone who had thrown a wave of grenades was puzzled.

Suddenly, a series of chaotic gunshots came from below.

Accompanied by the howling of the Japanese.

Immediately, everyone reacted.

There was no problem with the location of the explosion!

All of a sudden, everyone's spirits were lifted.

"Start the second wave of grenades!"”

This time, no one doubted him.

Everyone wanted to use all their strength to throw the grenades in their hands.

This made the devils at the foot of the mountain suffer.

Just after the first wave. Another wave of grenades.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The ghost who had slowed down a little was instantly in despair.

Again.

After another wave.

Only a quarter of the original half remained.

Another wave followed.

……

After the last five rounds of frag grenades.

The entire Jiapi Gou was in ruins.

A layer of the ground was flattened.

Not a single intact body could be seen in the ruins.

Only a few helmets with red markings could be vaguely seen.

……

On the Jiapigou Mountain Range.

"Ding! Killing a lieutenant! Reputation points 1280!"

"Ding! Kill a senior captain! Reputation points 320!"

"Ding! Kill 70 ordinary Japanese! Reputation points 140!"

Good fellow!

A great harvest!

Zhao Xuechao was delighted.

He did not expect to catch a big fish.

As expected, it was the right choice to track these devils.

"Everyone, hurry down the mountain and clean up the battlefield.”

"Yes, sir!"

Everyone flew down the mountain with excitement.

This battle was too easy.

He thought that it would be a bloody battle.

However, he did not expect that he would basically eliminate the Japanese without even seeing them.

They could clearly hear the howls of the devils at the foot of the mountain.

From the initial tragic cry to a weak cry, and then to no sound at all.

Everyone thought that the Japanese were just like that.

……

They arrived at the foot of the mountain.

Everyone entered the Armor Skin Gully.

They arrived at the battlefield.

At this moment.

The scene was charred black, and the air was filled with the smell of smoke and roasted meat...

It was a complete hell on earth.

However, when the villagers saw this scene, they were shocked.

Someone laughed.

Some people cry

"Mother! Your son has avenged you! I'll send those damn devils on their way!”

"Child, find a good family in your next life. Those bastard fathers have already killed them for you!”

"The Japanese died a good death! We have to take revenge for Zhao Family Village!"

……

Zhao Xuechao asked the villagers to release their emotions.

He commanded the others to clean up the battlefield.

"Guild Leader, Guild Leader."

Suddenly, Monk Wei came over with a black stick.

"I found something good!"

As he said that, he even handed the black stick in his hand to her.

Zhao Xuechao raised his eyebrows.

He looked at the black rod in Monk Wei's hand.

This…

It looked like a military saber.

He took the military saber and held the hilt.

Pulled it out.

Whoosh!

A silver light flashed, and a silver-white blade appeared.

He wiped off the dust on the hilt.

Zhao Xuechao saw the name on the hilt.

"Guitian Village."

He pursed his lips and threw the military saber in his hand to Monk Wei.

"Keep it for now. I'll exchange it for something good from Old Zhang later!”

A lieutenant colonel's military saber was a rare item.

Although he was holding a Japanese army knife at this time.

He was basically courting death.

But he believed.

Old Zhang and his brothers would definitely spend a lot of money to buy it.

The Japanese soldier's army knife.

It sounded like he wanted to collect it.

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