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Chapter 847 Nightmare!(2/2)

The heroes of combat will be rewarded after the war. Anyone who is unfavorable in combat will not have the chance to go to the military court!" Ishiguro Sadazusa tried his best to calm down and issued a military order quickly.

Are their corps captains going to be flat and disguised? The officers of the 2nd Infantry Regiment looked at each other!

It looks quite decisive, but that's the truth! The third infantry brigade chose to stick to it. The two infantry brigades in the encirclement had to rely on themselves. Can they hold on until sunset?

No one can know the answer!

But they soon knew why His wise captain of the regiment gave such an unconventional order.

In fact, the Third Infantry Battalion can be reorganized into the Third Infantry Squadron.

Not because of that terrible bombardment.

Instead, the previously formulated ‘Long Live Charge’!

The two infantry squadrons of the Third Infantry Brigade were the worst troops of both China and Japan in this dawn ambush, no doubt about it.

You have to say that the first and second infantry brigades were miserable by the two heavy machine gun squadrons that the Chinese side focused on, but they still had two or three big cats and kittens, and a few heavy machine guns were lucky enough to get rid of them.

But what about these two infantry squadrons led by a group of shirtless people?

What exactly did they encounter?

None of them came back alive?

All the staff are broken!

The two infantry companies of the third battalion adopted the same tactics and remained silent!

The Eighth Company placed the Japanese army shouting "onboard" in front of its defense line to 100 meters.

Li Jiujin was even more ruthless. It was not until the Japanese army rushed to 70 meters that they pulled the trigger of the Czech light machine gun in his hand.

That was a firepower net composed of 28 heavy machine guns and more than 200 rods consisting of semi-automatic rifles, submachine guns and mausoleum guns.

Even though the front line is 1,000 meters long, even if the Japanese individual soldiers have reached an astonishing three meters, even if they have already run their short legs into rims, almost the athletes' sprinting speed of a hundred meters.

But in front of a fire net that even breathes a breath of air, the charge of more than 300 Japanese troops was like waves hitting the reef, which was useless except to break into bubbles.

The Chinese soldiers did not throw even a grenade, but simply pulled the trigger and fired the empty bullet, then pressed the magazine that had been prepared, and then pointed the muzzle forward and pulled the trigger.

Pure firepower output!

But it became a death talisman for the Chinese and Japanese troops to run wildly!

Japanese infantry pull the trigger at most once, and they are hit by bullets, and then they are hit continuously!

The Japanese infantry hypnotized by "Long Live!" were like puppets lined up and shot down. The one in front fell down, the one in the back rushed up, and then fell down.

In the end, none survived!

More than 300 Japanese military forces proved a truth with iron: in front of enough bullets, no matter how much you shout, it will be broken!

At this time, the 150 mortars of the first artillery company were still raging on the positions of the Japanese rapid-fire artillery squadron. The strong smoke of gunpowder never dissipated for a long time, blocking the Japanese officers' sight.

They did not see that the two "Long Live" infantry squadrons in charge completely became historical terms.

I don’t know how long it took, Matsumoto, who was curled up and buried his head in the shallow pit, raised his head and looked at the battlefield where the smoke was gradually dissipating.

His rapid-fire cannon squadron had disappeared, and the heavy rapid-fire cannons fell, and the brave infantrymen of the Third Infantry Group who had charged fiercely not far away from him also disappeared.

It seems that everything is like a dream!

This is a nightmare! Looking up at the Japanese artillery captain on the battlefield, his eyes were dull and murmured to himself!

I didn't hear the desperate shouts of the communication soldiers beside me.

It was not that he was completely immersed in sorrow, but that a thin red line flowed out from each of his ears.
Chapter completed!
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