The remaining five tanks scattered toward their wings in barbs.

Yi Jing's hit the second one on the left, while Fang Buwei hit the third one on the right.

One hundred armored bullets each burst out, and both tanks were stopped.

Whether Yi Jing or Fang Buwei, they tried their best to control the machine guns and aimed at the inclined armor directly in front of the tank.

The rider is sitting in this position.

As long as the driver is killed and the tank stops, this thing loses its greatest function, at most a fixed turret.

Besides, Fang Buwei and Yi Jing are not dead either. Can they still allow the tank gunners to fire calmly?

Fang Buwei jumped off the machine gun, and did not help the helm move, but jumped off the half slope of the trench and picked up the molten bottle.

The first two tanks that were parked were naturally dealt with by Yi Jing and the gunners who replaced Fang Buwei, and Fang Buwei wanted to deal with the three that could still move.

Fang Buwei moved quickly to the middle with a torch in one hand and a basket of mobilizers in the other hand.

There were four soldiers under the trench, two carrying a basket of molten bottles, two carrying a basket of grenades, and following Fang Buwei's figure and running wildly.

After running forward for about thirty meters, Fang Buwei squatted down violently.

He threw the molten bottles one by one.

The tank horse must enter a range of 100 meters, so basically it means throwing it.

Four or five moor bottles were all smashed into the same tank by Fang Buwei. In two or three seconds, the tank burned into a large fireball.

Fang Buwei even heard the howls of the Japanese in the tank.

With a bang, the hatch door on the bottom side of the front machine gun in the front of the tank was opened, and a fireman jumped out of the hatch door.

Before the machine gunner could wail, the machine gunner was torn to pieces by the ** machine gun bullets.

The second one!

Fang Buwei grinned silently.

"Pound...bang..."

The first sound is the sound of shells shooting from the tank muzzle, and the second sound is the sound of shells gasping for breath.

Fang Buwei looked in a word and saw that the machine gun he had just controlled, as well as the gunner, helmsman, and loader, were all blown up.

"Yi Jing, I'll fuck your mother..." Fang Buwei shouted, picked up a monetary bottle and threw it out.

The shell was fired from the second tank on the left wing of the Japanese army, the one Yi Jing was responsible for.

This bastard must have seen the tank being stopped. It was not too late to clean up later. He felt greedy and turned to the next one.

Hearing Fang Buwei's roar, Yi Jing's eyes slanted and he also saw the bombed machine cannon.

Caused trouble!

Yi Jing made a clever move and pushed the machine cannon faster.

Although Fang Buwei was so angry that his chest was about to explode, fortunately, he didn't lose his mind. He threw away two molten bottles, turned his head and ran away.

"Chirking chirping chirping chirping chirping..."

As soon as he jumped out of the trench, the place where he was just staying splashed with earth flowers.

Then another shell was shot and exploded on the front wall of the trench, and half of the mud wall was blown down.

Fang Buwei opened his arms and with a "huh", he even blocked most of the mud wall.

The flying tube was like this, and the soil that had been scattered was buried in the soldiers below.

Of course, there were soldiers nearby to rescue people, so Fang Buwei had no time to take care of them, so he rushed forward with his head and raised his head.

If it takes a few more seconds, the Japanese tanks will rush into the trenches.

In just over ten seconds, the only two tanks that the Japanese could move had rushed to within fifty meters.

"Blast me!" Wu Qiujian roared wildly.

Countless moor bottles were thrown out by throwing hands, and it seemed like a meteor shower was falling.

"Bang bang...wow..." At most, only one-tenth of the molten bottle hit the tank, but it couldn't hold it up.

Although the two tanks were burned into fireballs, they were still moving forward with full force.

Fang Buwei glanced at the head quickly and knew that the two tanks were also destroyed.

All six medium-sized tanks of the Japanese were destroyed.

Damn it, it's just a pity that a machine cannon.

Damn Yi Jing.

**'s machine guns kept roaring, and the Japanese grenade launchers would also sound from time to time.

The explosion was extremely accurate, and each one was within ten meters of the trench.

It didn't explode on the flat ground, otherwise the machine gunner would have been killed by more than half.

The Japanese light machine guns were also firing, but because they were all lying in the crater and the terrain was too low, they could not hit the machine gunner behind the earth beam.

Wu Qiujian also directed several throwing hands with good arm strength to throw incendiary bombs and grenades out, but they were basically bored and had little use.

"I'll do it!"

Fang Buwei ran over with his waist.

He first glanced at the head and determined the location of the Japanese shooting and gun shooting, and then, one after another, the moor bottles were thrown out.

Then the sound of the ghost weapon wolf howling came.

At most, the Japanese who had burned two craters, Fang Buwei heard the voice of the previous Japanese commander again coming from his ears.

"Yujian..."

There were dozens of Japanese heart-wrenching ghosts calling: "Yuzao..."

Fang Buwei's heart jumped and he quickly poked his head out.

About one hundred meters away, fifty or sixty Japanese rush out from the crater and burned Zhengwang tank, hoping to charge back.

I guess I saw my companions nearby, even if I hid in the crater, I could not escape the ** mooring bottle. The Japanese commander decided to burn them all.

But that's not the key.

Less than two hundred meters later, there were densely packed people.

In addition to the Japanese infantry, there are more than a dozen heavy armored vehicles.

Fang Buwei understood at once.

These six medium tanks and a squadron of Japanese infantry are responsible for early reconnaissance and assault, similar to Rangers.

However, the Japanese commander did not expect that after aircraft bombing, infantry artillery fire covered, and even ship artillery bombardment, the money trading at **'s position still had such strong firepower.

These six tanks and a squadron of infantry were all victims of the Japanese commander's underestimation of the enemy.

Even if the squadron leader did not die with Yu Shu's determination, he would inevitably have a caesarean section and apologize afterwards.

There was no need to remind Fang Buwei. As soon as dozens of Japanese soldiers rushed out of the crater, the ** machine gun fired.

The lucky one, at most, rushed forward for more than ten meters, and blood flowers emerged from his body.

With a "boom", a ball of fire rose and a corpse was blown into pieces.

Then, more than a dozen corpses exploded.

The Japanese actually wanted to rush into the formation with explosives bags?

Fang Buwei felt like a stone was crushed to him.

This is the Japanese Bushido spirit.

If they were willing, these dozens of Japanese devils would not have to die and could meet with subsequent reinforcements.

The War of Resistance Against Japan lasted for fourteen years. China has been fighting hard, but has never seen any hope of victory, not only because of its backward equipment.
Chapter completed!