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Chapter 621: Ran away in a flash

"Papa..."

Two more prisoners with calluses on their hands were shot dead. The power of the M1911A pistol was fully demonstrated at close range.

The 11.43 mm bullet exited the barrel at a speed of 253 meters/second, instantly hitting the person's head. Then the prisoner's head exploded like a bursting watermelon, with red blood and white brains splattering everywhere.

When the sergeant executed several prisoners with calluses on their hands and was about to put his pistol back into his holster, the soldier on the side reminded him: "Squad leader, you still have two bullets in your gun."

The sergeant frowned after hearing this, walked to another row of prisoners, and fired two shots at the two prisoners dressed as ronin.

"Bump..."

After the gunfire, the two prisoners who had half their heads blown off fell to the ground without saying a word.

Seeing this sergeant killing seven of his companions in one go like a chicken, the prisoners on the side were trembling with fear.

The sergeant who emptied the magazine pressed the magazine latch (sun) expressionlessly, put the magazine back into his backpack, took out a new magazine from his waist and replaced it, and then walked to the street.

Take out the lighter and light the cigarette.

But when he looked down, he found a drop of blood on the white cigarette. The sergeant, who was expressionless at first, quickly threw the cigarette on the ground and stomped on it several times until the cigarette was crushed into pieces.

A captain on the side who was watching quietly saw this, took out his cigarette case, took out a cigarette and handed it to him.

"Here, take one. It's your first time to execute so many people. Do you feel a little uncomfortable?"

The sergeant shook his head, "No... I'm just not used to it."

"It's okay." The captain patted his shoulder, "You'll get used to it after killing too many. I remember when I followed the regiment to participate in the Battle of Cangyunling, and when I killed the little Japs for the first time, I almost vomited out the gall.

, not even as good as you.

But later, the leader comforted me and said that compared to the Japanese, we were already better, at least we didn’t skin them and light up sky lanterns, right? Later, we got used to killing them."

"ah……"

At this time, screams rang out from the side. The captain turned his head and frowned. He looked at the soldiers not far away who were stabbing several calloused prisoners to death with bayonets. He licked his chapped lips.

He started to curse.

"What are you bastards doing? How many times have I told you to use guns... We are not butchers! You damn bastards, I have to force me to scold you!"

joint command

Staff Officer Bai of the Operations Section was reporting the battle situation to the five bosses: "Sir, the 686th Regiment encountered fierce resistance from the Japanese after they invaded Dongzhimen.

But the strange thing is that the first wave of Japanese counterattacks was not their regular army, but the death squads composed of ronin, expatriates and pioneer groups. Although the 686th Regiment killed and captured all the more than a thousand expatriates, it also suffered some losses.

.”

"Suffered a loss?"

Hearing this, Gao Hongming asked with some confusion: "Are those Japanese expatriates well-equipped?"

Staff Officer Bai shook his head: "That's not true. Most of them are armed with machetes, bamboo poles, daggers and other cold weapons. Only a few of them have guns."

"That is how the matter?"

At this time, everyone was puzzled. Although the Japanese army abandoned Dongzhimen on their own initiative, the fact that the 686th Regiment was the first to attack Dongzhimen fully demonstrated their combat effectiveness. How could they be defeated in the hands of a group of foreigners armed with bamboo swords and spears?

suffered losses.

"Yes Yes……"

Staff Officer Bai hesitated for a moment before telling the story of the 686th regiment being attacked by foreigners after entering Taiyuan City.

Everyone frowned after hearing this, and Sun Chu said angrily: "Isn't Neji Okamura too cruel to do such a thing?"

"When it comes to fighting, naturally we will use all possible means. Okamura Neji has been forced into a corner by us. Is there anything strange about him doing such a thing?

But this time the company commander of the Eighth Route Army did show some kindness to a woman. It should be noted that this was on the battlefield. If the company of the Liantai Militia had not arrived in time, their casualties would have been even greater."

Yang Aiyuan looked calm, but what he said made Commander Liu and Political Commissar Heping on the side feel a little disgraceful. As a company commander of a main force regiment, he really shouldn't make such a low-level mistake.

Gao Hongming had a calm expression: "The massacre in Nanjing has long told us that the cruelty of the Japanese is far beyond the imagination of ordinary humans. Only killing can make them wake up and calm down!"

Commander Liu and Political Commissar Heping also looked unhappy. The 686th Regiment, as the main force of the 115th Division, lost every soldier they did not want to see.

"Second order, after entering the city, if you encounter Japanese troops or foreigners trying to surrender, you must be more careful and careful. You must never let such a tragedy happen again." Political Commissar Ping said coldly.

"Report!" A staff officer from the Jinsui Army hurried over and shouted:

"The temporary 47th Division reported that they encountered strong resistance from the Japanese army during the attack on the west gate. The Japanese army dispatched tank troops to counterattack. Division Commander Sun Ruikun requested that our armored troops be reinforced!"

"The Japanese army dispatched tank troops?"

Everyone was slightly surprised, and Sun Chu quickly asked: "How much is the quantity?"

"A squadron," the staff officer said, "about a dozen Type 89 tanks."

"More than a dozen Type 89 tanks?"

Yang Aiyuan looked stunned for a moment, then became furious: "What does Sun Ruikun do for a living? Didn't the Liantai militia support them with a hundred anti-tank guns before the war? How come they can't even deal with more than a dozen tanks?"

"This..." Staff Officer Qiqi Ai Ai said: "Commander Sun said that he was worried that the Japanese army would dispatch more tank troops, so..."

At this point, even this staff officer couldn't stop editing.

"I guess Master Sun Ruikun wants to nip the problem in the bud." Hearing this, Political Commissar Ping couldn't help but say it.

This time it was Yang Aiyuan and Sun Chu's turn to feel ashamed. They had just been equipped with a hundred anti-tank guns before the war. How could they not be able to deal with more than a dozen thin-skinned tanks? It was probably that Commander Sun had taken a fancy to the gun in Gao Hongming's hand.

It is the only armored force in the entire army, right?

The problem is that you are attracted to someone, but at least you have to make up a better reason and report it with a poor excuse that can only deceive children. Is it because they are easy to fool?

Sun Chu's face was swollen with anger, and he shouted angrily at his staff: "Go and tell Sun Ruikun that they now have aircraft cover above them, artillery battalions behind them, and anti-tank guns in their hands.

If he can't even deal with a dozen tanks, then he shouldn't be the division commander. I'll report to Commander Yan immediately and ask him to go home and take care of his children!"

"yes!"

Seeing Sun Chu looking like he was about to eat someone, the staff officer was so frightened that he ran away.


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