"Little Tiger! Tiger!" Zhang Xinghua vaguely heard Liu Zhenhu's heart-rending shouts.

He forced himself to open his eyes. He felt a sharp pain coming from his right cheek and subconsciously reached out to touch it.

But when he touched blood on his hand, he suddenly sat up with horror in his heart.

After sitting up, he saw a scene that shocked him extremely.

Liu Zhenhu's face was covered with blood, and he was holding the bloody guard Xiao Huzi with a tragic expression.

Zhang Xinghua hurriedly crawled over, only to see a bloody mess on the back of the little tiger who was still alive just now, and bright red blood kept pouring out along Liu Zhenhu's arm.

"Company Commander, are you okay? Is he a tiger?" Zhang Xinghua blurted out with sadness in his heart.

Liu Zhenhu did not answer, but slowly placed Xiao Huzi's body against a section of the trench. He turned around and touched the general machine gun. He skillfully picked up the bullet chain that Zhang Xinghua failed to load and installed it, and clicked the gun bolt.

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"Come here!" Liu Zhenhu shouted towards Zhang Xinghua with murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

Zhang Xinghua rolled and crawled over almost mechanically, subconsciously dragging Huang Chengcheng's metal bullet chain.

"Da da... da da da da" The MG34 general machine gun, which had been silent for a long time, roared again.

A dazzling tongue of flame spurted out from the muzzle of the gun and headed straight for the crowd of Japanese soldiers who had already rushed a hundred meters away.

Zhang Xinghua stared blankly at the Japanese soldiers who were constantly being shot and fell to the ground in front of him. He could clearly feel that the bullet chain in his hand was shortening at an extremely fast speed.

The yellow bullet casings jumped out one after another, and soon formed a small pile next to Liu Zhenhu, almost burying his left foot.

"Come on, you little devil! I'm going to fuck your ancestors!" Liu Zhenhu roared at the top of his lungs in a crazy voice.

The MG34 general-purpose machine gun exerted its maximum power in his hands, and a dense rain of metal bullets roared towards the crowd of Japanese soldiers like meteors.

Immediately, the Japanese fell into pieces like they were harvesting wheat.

Zhang Xinghua looked at the almost crazy man in front of him with some strangeness. He was careful and suddenly found that Liu Zhenhu, who had always given him a severe and cold feeling, had tears flowing from the corners of his eyes.

Seeing this, Zhang Xinghua felt as if his heart had been hit by a hammer, feeling very dull and depressed.

I looked back and saw the tragically dead guard battalion Xiao Huzi lying in the trench, his eyes open, and an unprecedented sadness and anger filled his heart.

For the first time, he truly experienced the ruthlessness and cruelty of war. At the same time, he also understood that true defense of the homeland was not as simple as just shouting slogans in school.

It requires life and blood to complete.

When the anger filled his heart and expanded to an unprecedented level, he could no longer feel the fear.

The hands holding the bullet chain became extra strong, as if he fired every bullet with his own hands.

The two hundred rounds of ammunition were quickly consumed. This time, Zhang Xinghua quickly took out another ammunition belt from the ammunition box without Liu Zhenhu's instructions.

And imitating Liu Zhenhu, he successfully loaded the bullet chain into the magazine.

Liu Zhenhu still pulled the trigger crazily and fired wildly at the attacking Japanese crowd.

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At the same time, Zhang Xinghan, Shen Xingye and a guard company took several military trucks and rushed to Sujiatun carrying the mysterious wooden boxes.

Liu Guodong, who was integrating his troops and ready to go into battle at any time, learned of Zhang Xinghan's arrival.

He hurriedly welcomed him out.

"Sergeant, I did not fight this battle well, and more than half of my troops suffered casualties. Please punish me!" Liu Guodong stood up and saluted with a guilty look on his face.

"Okay, this battle was caused by the weather, not the fault of the command." Zhang Xinghan said, pointing to the military truck behind him and said to Liu Guodong: "Immediately bring someone to move all these boxes for me, and then give them to the artillery battalion.

Send it."

"What's in this box?" Liu Guodong asked curiously.

"Napalm." Zhang Xinghan didn't bother to explain, so he ordered: "Tell the artillery battalion to change to this bomb immediately, and immediately shell the front of our forward position. Remember, it is better to be inaccurate than to hit this napalm bomb."

We will go up on our own."

"Yes!" Liu Guodong asked no more questions and immediately took people to move it.

Zhang Xinghan asked Shen Xingye and his guards to carry about a dozen wooden boxes in a row, took several 60mm mortars directly into the traffic trench, and ran towards the forward position.

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"Kill Gaga...!" A Japanese major who was in charge of commanding the battle saw that he was less than two hundred meters away from the Northeastern Army's forward position, and immediately waved his command knife with great excitement.

About six to seven hundred Japanese soldiers suddenly rushed forward, roaring as if they had been given blood.

In their charge formation, the grenadiers and machine gunners were not idle either and opened fire to cover.

Especially the Japanese grenade, the hit rate is extremely high at a distance of two to three hundred meters, almost hitting that target.

The MG34 general machine gunners of the 1st Company of the 2nd Battalion of the 3rd Regiment suffered heavy losses under the attack of the Japanese grenadiers.

The reason why Huzi died just now was because of the work of the Japanese grenadiers.

It was precisely because the grenadiers suppressed most of the 1st Company's machine gun fire that the Japanese were able to charge so close.

The situation was so critical that Liu Zhenhu barely had time to change the barrel of his general-purpose machine gun.

At this moment, Zhang Xinghan and Shen Xingye led more than a hundred guards and fresh troops along the traffic trenches and rushed to the front line trenches.

Most of the soldiers of the guard company were equipped with MP18 submachine guns. With their participation, they could sweep through the enemy's territory and cause great damage to the Japanese.

At a distance of a hundred meters, hundreds of flower traps fire at the same time, and the power is extremely amazing.

Liu Zhenhu was in a frantic state and had no reaction to the arrival of reinforcements. He was still firing frantically and risking his life.

Zhang Xinghua felt that the figure of the person suddenly lying next to him looked familiar.

He turned around and looked around, and said with surprise: "Brother, why are you here?"

Zhang Xinghua was holding an MP18 submachine gun and was shooting at the Japanese troops. He heard Zhang Xinghua shouting for himself.

He turned around hurriedly and saw Zhang Xinghua's face was covered with blood. He was very frightened. He hurriedly ran over: "Xinghua, are you okay? Why are you injured?"

Zhang Xinghua's face seemed to be filled with emotion at this moment, he smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Brother, I'm fine."

Zhang Xinghua looked reproachfully at Liu Zhenhu, who was still roaring and firing continuously, and said in a reproachful tone: "Xinghua, why did you come to the front? You know it's very dangerous here."

"Brother, I'm fine. So many brothers have died in the battle. Of course I can't stay back and be a coward, right?" Zhang Xinghua said with warmth in his heart.

"The hotel seat is ready." At this time, Shen Xingye ran over and reported.

"Yizhi, watch Xinghua here and protect him." After Zhang Xinghua finished speaking, he got up and ran towards several mortars.

"yes!"

"Brother, I'm fine, I don't need protection."

When Zhang Xinghua saw that Zhang Xinghan had walked away, he immediately said anxiously to Shen Xingye: "Brother Shen, hurry up and protect my brother. I can protect myself. It'll be fine."

"There is an order from the brigade, and Shen Yizhi must carry it out. Xinghua, come here, I will be his ammunition hand." Shen Xingye said, pulling Zhang Xinghua away, and took over from him to hold up the ammunition chain for Liu Zhenhu.

Upon seeing this, Zhang Xinghua thought for a moment and chased Zhang Xinghan along the traffic ditch.

"Brother Xinghua, where are you going? Come back!" Shen Xingye was anxious, but couldn't get away.

Zhang Xinghan carried a submachine gun to the temporary artillery position of several mortars. More than a dozen artillerymen had already set up the guns, and several wooden boxes were opened, revealing brand-new napalm bombs.

"Aim 150 meters in front of us and fire immediately." Zhang Xinghan ordered in a cold voice.

"Yes!" The leading artilleryman responded, taking the lead in taking a napalm bomb from the ammunition hand and skillfully loading it into the mortar barrel.

"Boom...!" A dull voice sounded, and the solidified incendiary bomb flew through the air with a sharp and ear-piercing whistling sound.

After drawing an arc in the night sky, the hood fell towards the attacking Japanese army.

"Boom..." The napalm bomb exploded on the ground. It was not as powerful as the high-explosive bomb, but the raging flames caused the Japanese army to suffer instantly.

If the burning liquid emitted by napalm got on Japanese soldiers, their bodies would immediately catch fire, and it would be impossible to extinguish them.

Some Japanese soldiers screamed in fear and fell down and rolled in an attempt to put out the flames, but unexpectedly the flames flew around and soon his whole body was covered in flames.

The Japanese soldiers howled so violently that it was heartbreaking and heartbreaking.

When Zhang Xinghua arrived, several other main gunners also fired.

Several rounds of napalm bombs fell into the crowd of Japanese soldiers one after another, like sparks falling into a flock of sheep, immediately setting dozens of Japanese soldiers on fire.

Dozens of Japanese soldiers ran and rolled in panic, howling miserably, and soon splashed flames onto other comrades-in-arms.

Not long after, all the Japanese soldiers who were touched turned into flaming figures and were burned alive.

At this time, dozens of large-caliber artillery pieces from the artillery battalion also began shelling.

Hundreds of napalm bombs rained down on the front of the 1st Company position.

Soon the entire front of the position turned into a sea of ​​​​fire, and it was still a sea of ​​​​fire that could not be extinguished.

The drizzle still falling in the sky was unable to effectively suppress the sea of ​​​​fire.

"Ah...ah...help...Bensang-kun, help me..." In the sea of ​​​​fire, the Japanese soldiers who were on fire screamed heartbreakingly and ran for help.

The entire sea of ​​fire was like a Shura hell, too miserable to behold.

Zhang Xinghua was stunned, and the surviving officers and soldiers of the Second Battalion were also stunned. Not only was the miserable situation of the Japanese army, but the power of this weapon of mass destruction, which they had never seen before.
Chapter completed!