The first thing that woke up was the Japanese sergeant who closed his eyes again!

However, it took nearly 1 second to pass the image through the nerves to the somewhat chaotic brain from opening your eyes to seeing your colleagues falling on the ground.

Although this is just a breath, it is still a bit too long for the battlefield where life and death are judged.

Mingxin, who ran with all his strength, was like a galloping horse. The distance of ten meters arrived in an instant. Just as the Japanese sergeant had just finished reacting and suddenly bounced up from the bedding, the big sword was swung out.

Thirty meters away, Zhang Saner saw the most brutal scene he had ever seen in his life. Under the dim horse lantern, a head soared into the sky, and blood like a fountain covered the tall horse lantern cover. The yellow light on the street suddenly turned dark red.

At that moment, Zhang Saner felt that every cell in her body was trembling, and her feet were even unable to stand firmly.

But that is definitely not fear, but excitement!

How did the young man slaughter the Japanese army before, he only heard the sound but did not see his appearance. Now, it is finally clearly presented to him in this posture, which is so cool!

The other two Japanese infantry woke up from their dreams, but the sword that cut its head with one sword only drew an arc and suddenly poked it downward, inserting it from the throat of a Japanese infantry and nailing it to the ground.

It is actually not appropriate to say that it is a nail. The overall width of the inherited heavy sword of Mingxin Master Sect is 5.5 cm, which is almost like "chopping" and chopping the Japanese army on the chopping board of the earth.

Another Japanese army who had rolled up and climbed up, just let out a low roar to make an attacking posture. A whip leg suddenly kicked out like a frightened poisonous snake. The Japanese army raised their arms in panic to try to stop it. Unexpectedly, this was just a false move. Ming Xin, who let go of the long sword in his hand, bent the Japanese army within half a meter with one arrow, and hit the Japanese army with a knee, and pushed hard to the vital point of the Japanese army's lower body.

"Crack!" A crisp sound was not the sound of the balls breaking, but the sound of the pubic bone breaking together.

The eyes of the Japanese infantry suddenly burst, and their whole face was twisted like a demon. This was a manifestation only when the human body encountered extreme pain.

My mouth suddenly opened was either to send a signal to anyone, or simply to yell.

But unfortunately, Mingxin didn't even give him this opportunity to vent his pain. He punched him from top to bottom and thrust hard on his jaw.

Mingxin's fist was originally very hard, but it was obviously harder at this moment!

It was a steel fingering tiger specially customized for scouts. Mingxin was originally self-healthy and did not want to use it, but after seeing Tang Tuanzhao easily hammering a piece of steel plate with this thing, he finally changed his mind.

He has even learned the Tai Chi Xingyiquan of Tang Tuanzou. What are the things that cannot be accepted by these killing weapons?

Mingxin's fist strength is already as high as more than 400 pounds, which is comparable to Peak Tyson. In addition, the hardness of the finger tiger, this punch shattered half of the Japanese infantry's face.

brutal!

It's really cruel!

Not to mention that Zhang Saner was frightened by the brutal scene of killing four Japanese soldiers in 4 seconds while the rabbit was rising and falling. Even Long Yan, who was silently observing with a telescope dozens of meters away, had a twitch in the corner of his eyes.

There is no chance. If he encounters a terrible enemy like Mingxin, he will have no chance to survive. Even if he has the latest MP38 submachine gun and Jiuli battle knife, he will not be able to give him a sense of security.

Although some sounds were made during the fight, because the Japanese army's military strength was really weak, the nearest post was 200 meters away. It was a long enough distance to dilute these muffled sounds into slight undetectable sounds. Even if the Japanese army was alert, they had to check them first.

The two most critical light and dark posts on the way to Xicheng were successfully solved. Under the leadership of Zhang Saner, a local, Longyan led more than 80 people into three parts, shuttled through the dark alleys, and headed straight to the Xicheng District where the 63 Infantry Regiment was located.

Jiro Kikugawa was cautious enough. After sending the main force of the corps to Panzhai yesterday, he sent three corpses from the corps squadron around him to the three gates in the southeast, north and north, leaving behind the most elite infantry team to stay in the corps headquarters. The Ximen, which is closest to the corps, was replaced by civilian personnel from the corps headquarters as defenders.

That is because the corps headquarters is only more than 300 meters away from the Ximen City Wall. If attacked, all 50 elite infantrymen will arrive in just 3 minutes.

But obviously, in Kikugawa Jiro's heart, his life is more important than the city in Guangping Prefecture.

The 63 Infantry Regiment headquarters is stationed at a wealthy house in Guangping County that escaped from the disaster. Although the decoration is a little dilapidated, fortunately there are thick blue brick walls on the periphery of the house, and there is an area of ​​nearly three acres of land inside. The courtyard with two entry points has more than a dozen houses with hard mountain ash tiles roofs, which is enough for more than 30 people in the 63 Infantry Regiment headquarters to live in.

Except for the two machine gun fortifications at the gate, there were 4 soldiers, more than 40 other infantry squads were not in the yard of the corps, but were built around the defense system of their own corps. The farthest distance was about 50 meters away from the corps 63 infantry gang.

This is the most detailed information the intelligence officers of the 80th Army in Guangping County can provide to Longyan. Jiro Kikugawa did not trust any Chinese at all. Even Zheng Yunqiu, the infantry battalion commander of the Public Security Army, had never entered the 63rd Infantry Regiment headquarters.

Fortunately, Zhang Saner was indeed familiar with Xicheng District. After knowing that the abandoned mansion for several months was regarded as the Japanese command center, she wandered around the dirty alley for nearly 20 minutes and took Longyan and others to a location less than 50 meters away from the mansion.

"Then we're here. Little brother, you can go back. The fight will begin soon, so as not to hurt you later." Long Yan looked at the shadow in the darkness, patted Zhang Saner on the shoulder, lowered his voice and let the young man who had a difficult life leave.

Longyan also lost his childhood when he grew up together in the war. He knew this kind of pain, but no matter how painful it was, as long as people are still alive, there is hope.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! "Give me a knife! Let me follow you, please!" Zhang Saner looked at Long Yan, her eyes full of prayers.

Just watching Long Yan and the others kill the Japanese were no longer satisfied. The little blacksmith wanted to try the pleasure of killing the Japanese. He believed that the girl who was still open on the ground was watching.

"Then you may die!" Long Yan answered the young man who was about the same age as him.

"Then I will be very happy. If I could cut off a Japanese head with my own hands!" Big tears suddenly burst out from Zhang Saner's eyes.

In order to wait for this day, he pretended to be for five months. Even the parents who were worried about him day and night did not know. Seeing his parents' haggard face and helpless and empty eyes, his heart was already broken, but whenever he thought of Ah Mei's eyes, he had to touch his broken heart again and continue pretending.

"After this battle, no matter what the outcome is, your parents, I will arrange for people to take them out of the city and live in a safe place. I will tell them that their son is good." Long Yan sighed slightly and promised in a low voice.

Pull out a triangular military spike from the waist and stuff it into Zhang Saner's hand: "My knife is too long and not suitable for you. If you use this, just stab it directly, use your best strength. Also remember that stabbing the lower abdomen is the most painful, but you cannot kill it in a short time. If you stab the heart, you will die the fastest!"

"I know!" Zhang Saner nodded fiercely.

"According to the pre-war deployment, each squad approaches the Japanese army and does not attack unless necessary. We have two hours!" Long Yan called out to his three squad leaders and issued an order.

The first to launch the attack was a sharpshooter in the Mountain Infantry Company!

The shooter who reached the top of a house, with the faint moonlight, kept staring at the two machine gun fortifications at the gate of the Japanese wing headquarters 80 meters away.

But the Japanese shooters have been hiding behind the fortifications and hardly show their heads.

Until a mountain infantry soldier tiptoed to a room where the Japanese army lived, he accidentally stepped on the tiles on the ground.

A slight "click" sound came from afar in the quiet night sky.

A Japanese shooter quickly stood up from the fortification, grabbed the handle of the Type 92 machine gun, and vigilantly pointed the muzzle at the area where the sound was made. A lamp post from a searchlight mounted on the wall also moved towards the other side.

"Bang!" The shooter no longer hesitated and immediately shot.

The Japanese infantry squad did not have any heavy weapons. These two 92 heavy machine guns are the most threatening to their comrades. When will they not be fired at this time?

The Japanese archer fell down without any surprise, but the gunshot completely shattered the tranquility of Guangping County.

"Enemy attack!" roars one after another.

Whether they were awake or asleep, all the Japanese troops were alarmed.

They were greeted by a blazing rain of bullets and grenade throws.

An infantry squad seems fair to a Japanese squad, but the organization of the mountain infantry company can be different from that of the ordinary infantry company of the Four-Road Regiment.

The infantry equipped with semi-automatic rifles and submachine guns had as many as 15 people. In addition, a machine gun group composed of three soldiers and a mortar group composed of five people, the force reached 23 people!

This can also make the infantry squad have 30 mortar shells available, even more than the Japanese grenade launcher group!

The 3-person machine gun team carries up to 4,000 bullets!

It is said to be a light infantry, but in fact, it is stronger than ordinary infantry companies in terms of heavy firepower, that is, it is just not equipped with tripods for heavy machine guns and type 82 large-caliber mortars.

However, when the Japanese army also had no infantry artillery, whether it was light weapons or heavy firepower, the mountain infantry company was a dimensional reduction attack on it.

Each mortar team squatted in an empty yard about 150 meters away from the battlefield. A soldier was alert, an artillery observer was responsible for observing the target, a main gunner adjusted the muzzle, and two deputy gunners were responsible for transporting and loading shells.

The entire artillery team was extremely efficient, and in less than 10 artillery shells were thrown into various small courtyards occupied by the Japanese army in less than a minute.

In other words, it was not just that the guns and cannons in Xicheng District were shocking, but after the gunshots suddenly broke out, the other three cities also began to fight fiercely.

However, what is slightly different from the fight in Xicheng is that the movements in the north and south cities are much smaller.

Perhaps it is not just a reconnaissance platoon, but the equipment of the guard platoon and the mountain infantry platoon is different. For example, except for the reconnaissance platoon equipped with single-shot rifles or semi-automatic rifles, they all have replaced submachine guns, and the fire supporter is not equipped with 60 yards, but uses American grenades.

This thing is actually similar to that of a Japanese grenade launcher, but its advantage lies in being able to shoot in a straight line and curve, especially in close combat. To a certain extent, the reconnaissance platoon is more suitable for street combat.

Qin Wulang's guard platoon was not much different. As a defensive infantry platoon, the close firepower of the guard platoon was actually stronger. They even brought 5 broadsword mines, but no one was willing to put this treasure in the city to deal with the Japanese army. If there was a Japanese army to help, it would be specially used to fight and block the attack.

The reason why the movement and quiet was that a group of ruthless people from the reconnaissance platoon had used the night to quietly deal with many Japanese troops. When the battle started in the west city, they naturally no longer covered up their movements and started fighting with the Japanese troops directly.

Not only the Japanese army fought flares, but also the officers and soldiers of the Four Army Regiment. More than a dozen flares shone brightly on the small Guangping County town like a small sun.

Just like Colonel Kikugawa Jiro's pale face!

I was really afraid of anything I was afraid of. Yesterday, he sent all the main forces of the corps to the Panzhai line, and felt a little uneasy. But thinking about the fact that the Chinese regular army and underground resistance organizations here were just a few people, so how could they have the spare energy to attack the county town?

Besides, his 200th Regiment Guard Squadron, under the escort of the city walls and fortifications, can withstand the attack of thousands of Chinese troops at least. In two hours, the main force can return to the county town. No matter how bold the Chinese are, it is just a word of death.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! But did the Chinese actually enter the city?

There was no time to think about how the Chinese entered the city. The sound of deafening guns and cannons in his ears reminded the colonel of the 10th Division of Japan that by accident, his head, the colonel, would most likely become the spoils of the Chinese.

"The order of Kuroda Saburo, lead three infantry squadrons and infantry artillery squadrons to return to the aid wing immediately! The order of the guard squadrons to guard the support!" Kikugawa Jiro woke up from the shock and issued an order calmly.

However, the battle situation is much worse than Kikugawa Jiro imagined.

In less than ten minutes, not only did the two Type 92 machine guns located at the gate stop ringing, but the counterattack of the Type 38 rifle became weaker and weaker, and were almost covered up by the unique "da da da" sound of the Germanic submachine gun used by the Chinese.

This kind of firearm has represented from the beginning that the visitor has nothing to do with the legendary "Tu Ba". This is the regular Chinese army and the most elite.

Especially the "puff puff" sound that tear apart the night sky easily reminds people of the Germanic MG34 machine gun used by the Chinese in the battle between Zhongtiao Mountain and Southeast Shanxi.

Jiro Kikugawa walked back and forth in the command center anxiously, like a trapped beast.

Of course he knew why the wing headquarters had not been attacked yet. The Chinese did not even have the intention of breaking through the defense line for a short time to attack his wing headquarters. They were patiently clearing the outer defense line of the wing headquarters, just like peeling an onion, patiently eliminating all resistances on the periphery.

This is even more terrifying!

This means that the Chinese commanders have strong enough confidence to solve all opponents, and are not even afraid of the return of their main force.

'I can't die, at least I can't die here, and become the spoils of the Chinese!' When I thought of gathering the main force of the team to sweep the siege, the result was that the sweep was absent. I was even successfully stolen by the Chinese and had my head chopped off, Kikugawa Jiro felt a deep sense of shame from the bottom of the day.

The 10th Division's reputation cannot be destroyed. Colonel Kikugawa Jiro, who has put the honor of the division above his life, made an amazing decision after painful thoughts.

He is going to run away!

Throw away all the imperial officers and soldiers here and run away!
To be continued...