"Boom boom boom...boom boom boom..." This series of explosions woke up the squadron leader who was commanding here at the door. His name was Xishan Zhizhang.

Xishan Zhizhang looked around and saw that more than 200 Japanese soldiers who were still alive were not seen standing or few of them were still alive. He was excited to occupy the ready-made soldiers.

At this moment, he was scattered miserably on the street.

"Ahhhh... Come and save me? Medical Soldier..." A Japanese man with no legs crawled on the ground with difficulty, but looking at the blood gushing out of his chest and mouth, he knew that he would not live long.

"I don't want to die... I really don't want to die..." A Japanese soldier with bleeding all over his body fell on the street paved with bluestone, his eyes gradually became unsightly, and blood was also on the bluestone.

A large area has been spread out.

Of course, this is still complete, but the most common are all kinds of scattered human body parts placed on bluestone slabs; and the original blue-white streets have been replaced by red. Of course, there are other such as yellow.

Green black color.

"Xishanjun, save me, save me... I don't want to die, I want to go home..." A Japanese man with his lower body exploded and his thigh bones exposed his thigh bones asked for help from the squadron leader. When he saw that it was actually a squadron leader.

Junichi Koizumi from the same village is a small team leader under him.

"Kuichi Koizumi, go well! Click..." Captain Nishiyama Tomojo squadron squatted down, covered Koizumi's eyes, and twisted his neck.

"Ah...ah...crawling Eighth Route Army, ahhh..." After killing his fellow countryman, Xishan Zhizhang suddenly went crazy. Even though he had killed many people, the red ones in front of him were full of red.

The scene of death was still stimulating that he lost his mind.

"Pu, pu...ah...kill..." The squadron leader pulled out his command knife, waved it randomly, and ran towards the distance along the bluestone street covered with blood and minced meat.

"Kill..." The Japanese soldiers who followed the squadron leader guarding the cave in the city gate rushed up with him. There were not many people, only about thirty.

At this time, the comrades of the independent regiment who were originally hiding everywhere showed their heads. When the Japanese entered the city just now, they all hid and after the blow-up, they all came out to check the situation.

"I'll come! That's it, this is..." In front, the company commander looked at the flesh and blood street in front, and didn't know what to say for a moment.

"This is why we can get the independent battalion number! Of course, this matter is probably our favorite!" said the second company commander.

"There are still a few living Japanese..." The third company commander who rushed over looked at the street and said.

"Why are you still standing there? Fight!" The company commander decisively ordered.

"Baopa...baopa..." For a moment, the barricade guarding the street fired dozens of bullets, and the soldiers hiding on both sides of the street also fired at the rushing Japanese.

"Shishe...ah..." When the gunshots rang out, Captain Xishan Zhizhang suddenly fell down and threw his commander's knife to the far-reaching shop.

When I looked down, I saw a piece of intestine stuck to the sole of the shoe, and it was the culprit for the fall.

With his hands wearing white gloves, Xishan Zhizhang returned to his senses and heard the sound of gunfire.

"Baga, stop, stop, hide, hide quickly!" Xishan Zhizhang calmed down, then watched the soldiers who charged with him be shot dead one by one, and immediately ordered to dodge.

But... it was too late, a battalion of soldiers hiding on the roofs on both sides of the street or in the shop directly fired cross bullets at the Japanese, and soon wiped out the Japanese on the spot.

Then, the sound of footsteps from far to near, and it seemed that there was a sound of falling at noon.

Zhizhang Nishiyama knew that he was finished. With him leading the team to strengthen the offensive team, he was the only one left at this moment.

Suddenly, a pair of cotton shoes with a thousand-layer sole appeared in front of him, but a hole had been broken in front of the cotton shoes, and a piece of black and broken big toe was exposed from the hole, and at this moment it was actually grabbing the ground.

Then, a pair of cotton shoes appeared in front of Xishan Zhizhang, and he knew that he had been surrounded.

"Baga, you must not be captured! I want to die with dignity!" Nishiyama Zhizhang thought secretly, and reached out to his fourteen southern pistol.

"Snatch the gun and don't kill it!" A young voice came into Xishan Zhizhang's ears, but he didn't understand what it meant.

"Baga...Long live the Emperor..." Nishiyama Tomojo stood up with all his strength, then loaded the Southern Fourteen pistol with the fastest speed with his right hand and pressed it on his temple.

"Crack..." At such a critical moment, the pistol actually got stuck, as if the striker had broken.

"Baga, damn... pudchi... pudchi..." Before he could finish cursing, three blood-covered three-edged army stinged through his chest, and three rifles were inserted in front of his chest.

Pushed directly to the chest.

"Eight...ga...I don't want to die either...ah..." Captain Xishan Zhizhang, who was stabbed in his body with 6 triangular stings and 12 blood holes on his chest, finally felt that his life was gradually becoming more and more.

The one who left him.

"You, why did you kill him? This is the middle master, and his level is not low!" The voice of the company commander sounded in Xishan Zhizhang's ears.

"Company Commander, he has a gun in his hand. If you want to resist, we can only kill him!" The voice of the young soldier just now also came into Xishan Zhizhang's ears, but it seemed that there was a layer of membrane, and it was not real to hear it.

It's right.

"Why are you so stupid? You didn't see..." The remaining voices were no longer heard by Nishiyama Zhizhang. It should be that his life was frozen and ended.

"Okay, Company Commander, you should do whatever you should do. You guys are doing well. You have nothing to do here. Kill the Zhongzuo? Remember your military merits!" The voice of the battalion commander rang out, ending

After several soldiers were criticized, they were rewarded instead.

"Hehehe, thank you battalion commander, goodbye to the company commander!" Several new recruits returned the sun happily.

"What are you doing? Help clean the battlefield quickly! Take away all the things you can take away!" The company commander's attitude was still tough, but there was a smile on his face. Well, it was just a killing one.

What are the Japanese officers? Why do you want to capture him? You fool him...

"Oh, I didn't expect that we killed so many Japanese devils in one go. Who? Take your platoon, take the Japanese guns, and shoot a few shots outside the city from time to time. Don't let Japanese devils go.

I know that the team they attacked is over!" The first battalion commander sighed and said quickly.

"Yes, battalion commander!" An instant platoon of soldiers took the newly captured 38th hood and crooked handle and fired empty guns at the outside of the city.

Well, the purpose of this is to use gunfire to tell the Japanese outside the city who are not aware of the situation. The city is still fighting, so don't rush to come...

"Speaking of this, we should thank Changyi very much!" The first battalion commander pulled the first company commander aside and said in a low voice.

"Yes, if he hadn't created a directional blast and helped us with ideas, he might not have been able to kill so many Japanese so happily!" The company commander said with emotion.

"Okay, let's not talk about him anymore. Let's take the seizure and leave quickly! This is the surplus. This is more than 200 Japanese weapons and ammunition!" The first battalion commander looked at the guns that gradually increased on the soldiers' bodies.

Ammunition said with a grin.

"Well, I'm rich and rich, hahaha..." The company commander also laughed happily...

"Ding... The host made suggestions and the ambush plan for the Japanese army's directional blasting device was successful, and a total of 727 points of meritorious value were obtained, of which..."

"The host's current merit value is 15477 points; the system soul energy is 3426/10000." At this time, Hu Changyi's system prompt sound was also received. In addition, the number of enemies killed by the system reward plus weapons and ammunition was another wave of merit value.

The soul can be accounted for.

As for why Hu Changyi was involved in the battle of the Independent Battalion? Of course, there was something with him. After all, the directional blasting device was transmitted by him.

Since Hu Changyi developed this directional blasting device, the Eighth Route Army has loved this good thing with few materials, low prices, but high lethality. Someone can arrange it for almost every independent combat unit.

Therefore, since you have to sing an empty city plan with the Japanese in Wuxiang and Yushe, someone will naturally think of using directional thunder to strike the Japanese.

As for the matter of blocking the door and the streets? Hu Changyi is a person who wrote "The Defender of the War of Resistance". The Battle of Baoshan was so wonderful, so the tactics used there were naturally to be used by the Independent Group.
Chapter completed!