Hu Biao poked his head out from behind the tank's tall body and took a look at the current specific situation on the battlefield at the east gate of Fengtian City.
After seeing the Japs on that position, who were basically on the verge of defeat.
Suddenly, the guy finally let out a big sigh of relief, then raised his arm and fired a flare into the sky again.
The significance of this signal flare is not only to notify Yuan Sin and his blocking team that they can now retreat and leave the city together.
The kind of light that suddenly shines in the dark night.
In fact, he also told that guy Yang Dongli that the tank he had stopped for a while could start charging immediately to kill those Japanese.
After receiving such a notice, the T-34/76 tank, under Yang Dongli's increasingly skillful operation, once again rushed out like a wild bull.
Don't mention it! A tank like Maozi is really a piece of cake.
Anyway, in the current Chinese battlefield, it is really like a bug.
After this thing withstood countless attacks from the Japs, there were already scars all over the shell, but it was basically unaffected in use.
Seeing Yang Dongli rushing out, he immediately knocked open a sandbag and crushed several Japanese who couldn't dodge to death. Hu Biao and the others also quickly followed up and opened fire.
AT even drew out the big blade from his back and rushed forward to kill him.
Mainly during the battle with those Japanese expatriates, it was like a strange door opened in his heart, and everything was different from then on.
He suddenly fell in love with the feeling of his opponent's flesh and blood flying everywhere after cutting him down with a knife.
In short, when a group of them launched the final attack, it was the end of the world for the Japanese on the battlefield, and they were killed one by one.
But speaking of it, these are obviously the elite Japanese troops of the Kwantung Army, and they have really good fighting will.
There were at least one squadron of Japs, and in the end there were only about thirty or forty remaining soldiers. After being frightened by the crushing and collision of tanks, they fled along both sides of the Fengtian City wall.
To sum it up, at least the casualties reached more than 70% before they collapsed. This was already a figure that was unimaginable for Western troops during the same period.
Facing the escaping Japanese, Hu Biao fired two shots, emptying the last two bullets in the big red nine-shell gun in his hand.
He yelled at the others: "Don't worry about those grandsons, open the city gate and go out now."
At such an order, Jason and the swordsman stopped shooting and rushed towards the city gate together, which had long been completely blocked by the Japanese.
It was only after running a few steps that Jason remembered something and turned around and shouted:
"Dayang Ma, why are you still standing there stupidly? Come and help us quickly, otherwise we will blind such a big body like you. Opening the city gate is quite suitable for you."
"What the hell! I'm a woman, can't you grandsons be more gentlemen?"
When Bai Xiang heard the greeting, she cursed like this; but despite the curses, she still started trotting all the way.
Fortunately, Bian Po still showed a bit of the gentlemanly demeanor of the Zhongzhou team at this point.
After he poked his head out, he shouted loudly: "Don't go to all this trouble, just let me blast it away."
Then, under the precise hits of two consecutive high-explosive bombs, the strong door bolt on the city gate was first blown off, and then opened with a creaking sound.
The problem is that the city gate is only opened a little, only about 70 or 80 centimeters.
Such a gap is enough for people to get out, but it is completely insufficient for the T-34/76 tanks to drive out.
Seeing this, Jason and the others were a little disappointed, and were ready to move forward and push all the doors open; but at this moment, Bianrou stopped them again:
"Don't bother, as long as you can get out. It's a big trouble for me to escape with you because I can't move easily. It's better to stay behind and buy you time."
Under such a suggestion, everyone in the Zhongzhou team suddenly fell silent.
Even though they clearly know that they can actually be resurrected after dying in battle, this kind of thing is not as simple as asking their friends to have dinner together in the evening.
In silence, Qingtian also raised his arms, and then said:
"Then count me in, I'm a fucking burden now; besides, I've been a secondary shooter with that guy from Original Sin for so long, so I still have some experience in using a machine gun."
"Okay~" Hu Biao said in a hoarse voice.
With such an agreement, Yang Dongli and Xu Feng in the T-34/76 tank, two guys who still maintained considerable combat effectiveness, got out of the vehicle and jumped out.
That's not right! That's because after jumping out of the car, as soon as the soles of these two guys' feet touched the ground, they staggered and almost fell to the ground.
Then, even if he supported his body with the katana and rifle in his hand, he was still vomiting for a while.
It was during such a night of constant collisions that they suffered some concussions.
I'm afraid I need to slow down for a while before I can completely calm down.
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It was a coincidence that Qingtian, who had difficulty moving, was stuffed into the tank with everyone's help.
Some of the bullets used for replenishment have not yet been stuffed into the tank.
Sinner supported Original Sin, and the two of them arrived limping in the same way; and then, no one else was seen in the direction from which they appeared.
Obviously, out of the eight-person blocking team, only two of them were left.
Although they knew that the blocking team would definitely have a hard time, they never expected that it would happen like this, and they were a little touched for a while.
Looking at such a scene, Hu Biao clearly knew what the situation was, but he still held on to his last glimmer of hope.
"You two are the only ones left? There are others, the translator, the old gun, the mad dog, the magic stick and the others." Hu Biao asked with a sigh in his mouth, naming the team members one after another.
During such a period, others also looked at the two of them eagerly, hoping to hear some better news.
For example, those people did not die in the battle, just because they were exhausted during the battle; now they are releasing water in a corner or under a telephone pole.
Unfortunately, after hearing this, the sinner smiled bitterly and said:
"It's all gone. Although the translator is not dead yet, he is about to die soon. He plans to stay and be used as a human body mine to buy us a little more time."
In the midst of such a statement, on the ground at a corner blocked by a wall hundreds of people away, the translator fired the grenade hanging from his chest.
This thing is worn by all the new and old rookies in the Zhongzhou team. It was originally used as a glory bomb.
At that time, Hu Biao clearly told them not to have any extravagant expectations about the brutality of the Japanese and the extent of their suffering.
When the situation is really at its most dangerous, it is definitely the wisest choice to just fire the glory bomb to give yourself the last bit of dignity.
So, at this point, the translator did just that.
Of course, he would not just fire this one grenade; the remaining grenades produced by the Jinling Arsenal were also placed beside him.
Therefore, when a huge ball of fire engulfed the translator's body.
Panting heavily, a group of Japanese soldiers hurriedly climbed over the obstacles blocking the street, and took away dozens of people in one wave.
The Japanese who followed behind him also fell to the ground in the explosion.
Then an extremely miraculous scene appeared. A Japanese man was dodging in a hurry. Perhaps his movements were too hasty at that time.
He stepped on the 82mm gun barrel on the ground. His foot slipped and he immediately lost his balance.
Then when he fell, his face hit a sharp steel bar on the ground. When he was directly poked through the eyeball by the steel bar, it was considered the last result of the translator's victory.
It was also at the gate of the city that after hearing the sound of such a huge explosion, Hu Biao and the others understood that the translator had given an explanation.
So, while being given a mouthful of cold wind, Hu Biao shouted loudly: "Let's go out of the city~"