The Japanese lieutenant tried hard to open his mouth, not knowing whether he wanted to question Yang Jing or remind his subordinates behind him.

However, as soon as he opened his mouth, a large mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out of his throat.

After a knife, Yang Jing didn't even look at the Japanese lieutenant, and then held a dagger in his hand and directly crossed the fortifications in front of him.

"Puchi!Puchi!"

Soon, two more Japanese soldiers were killed by the daggers in Yang Jing's hand.

At this time, Long Yun and several other special forces members rushed over like hungry tigers and swung their swords.

After the other Japanese soldiers reacted, Yang Jing and the others were enemies, Long Yun and his party had already bullied themselves in front of each other.

With intentional calculations and no intentions, the remaining seven or eight Japanese sentrymen died tragically under their bayonets.

"Baga! The enemy attack!"

However, it was a coincidence that a Japanese sentry who had just run over to pee saw this scene when he lifted his pants and rushed back here.

He was stunned at first, and then suddenly reacted and acted to pick up the Type 38 rifle on his shoulder.

How could Yang Jing do what he wished!

"not good!"

After he said something bad in his heart, he rushed forward with all his strength and swung his dagger out like lightning.

"call out!"

The dagger hit the throat of the Japanese sentry with the sound of breaking the air and breaking the wind!

"Uh!"

The Japanese sentry grabbed the hilt of the dagger with both hands, struggled a few times, and then fell to the ground with convulsions.

However, his loud shout aroused the alertness of other Japanese devils around him.

They all took their guns and rushed towards this side.

Seeing that Yang Jing was exposed, his face turned a deep voice and shouted: "The First Squadron covers the left wing!"

"The Second Squadron covers the right wing!"

"The Third Squadron, follow me into the Japanese field artillery position and blow up their field artillery!"

The three squadron leaders immediately took the order happily and led their troops to speed up and rushed forward with Yang Jing and Long Yun.

"Da da da da!"

"Tututu!——"

The special forces members charged and kept firing. The power of the Thomson submachine gun was fully exerted at this moment!

More than 120 submachine guns that can fire hundreds of bullets per minute and fire at the same time, which is not something that flesh and blood can resist at close range.

Especially the Japanese here were caught off guard!

With the cover of night, Yang Jing and the others were all wearing Japanese uniforms, which made it difficult for the Japanese to distinguish between the enemy and us for a while and they were afraid of us!

Nearly an infantry brigade and a garrison of about 1,000 people were killed by the night attack troops led by Yang Jing, killing corpses everywhere and defeating the army!

Of course, the most important thing is that these more than 1,000 people are not all concentrated in one place, but are scattered around the field artillery positions.

The Japanese garrison troops do not have the advantage in local forces!

As for firepower, when fired at close range, the power of a 100-shot Thomson submachine gun is even more powerful than the 10 Type 38 rifles.

Therefore, there is even less comparison!

Yang Jing held it in his hand and fired repeatedly. Small flames kept spewing out of the muzzle. At least one Japanese man would be shot and died at every shot.

Long Yun is not only very talented in martial arts, but also has a talent for playing guns.

With his hard training, although his current shooting skills are not as good as Yang Jing, they are still at the forefront of the entire special operations brigade.

The submachine gun fired rapidly at a long and short distance, and alternately fired wave after wave of bullets.

Although the bullets are quite wasteful compared to Yang Jing, every time he pulls the trigger, he will kill and injure at least one or two Japanese devils.

The other special forces members also opened fire and poured out the dense rain of bullets.

Under their fierce rush, a huge hole was quickly torn open to the southeast corner of the Japanese artillery position.

The joint headquarters of Isotani Ryosuke was not far from the field artillery position, but the battle ahead was so fierce that Isotani Ryosuke and Doihara Kenji did not hear the gunshots here at all.

It was not until the communication soldiers came to report in panic that the two old Japanese learned about the attack on the field artillery positions.

Everyone was shocked!

"Baga Road! This must be the enemy army that had a surprise attack on the headquarters of the 16th Division of the Imperial Army in Chuzhou not long ago! They must not let their conspiracy succeed!"

Isotani Risuke was furious and quickly ordered the chief of staff next to him, "Di Bujun, hurry up and lead the division guard brigade to the field artillery position to destroy this damn Chinese army!"

"Hayi!"

The situation is urgent, and there is no need to think too much about not having to put the dike in, because the field artillery troops are the most powerful firepower output of the 10th Division and the 14th Division!

The fucking thing is that in order to concentrate firepower, the positions of the two divisions and three field artillery corps are not far from each other.

If the field artillery positions are destroyed by the Chinese army, even if it only loses a field artillery corps, it will be extremely unfavorable to the subsequent battle!

So, the dike was not stuck, and he thought about it too much, so he quickly left the command center with a saber, shouted at the Japanese in the garrison brigade outside and ordered: "All gather, all gather, hurry up!

Target field artillery position, hurry up!"

This guard brigade is responsible for defending Isotani Ryosuke and the security of the Joint Command.

It can be called the most powerful elite unit in the 10th Division.

About half a minute later, after gathering more than 500 troops, Dibujiagui suddenly pulled out the turtle box at his waist and led them to quickly run to the field artillery positions.

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Chapter completed!