Chapter 330 The Four Elements Demon King is coming
The reason why Zhang Sixing came in such a timely manner was because he was preparing to evacuate after throwing the cluster incendiary eggs. He made an impromptu decision when he saw Gao Zhisong injured with his own eyes and did not see Zhu Chi, the commander of the 262nd Brigade.
"I am Zhang Sixing, everyone obeys my command."
The newcomers didn't know who Zhang Sixing was, but the people from the 264th Brigade guarding Yuhuatai knew it.
Therefore, after Zhang Sixing took over the command, he commanded without any hindrance. Everyone knows that he is a capable general who can fight battles that others cannot.
More importantly, at least half of the Eighty-Eighth Division came from the skirmishers he gave them on the homeland defense line.
So he just roared, and everyone's hearts were lifted.
Grabbing the soldier beside him, Zhang Sixing asked in a calm voice,
"Do you think that as an officer in the guard camp, you will be my correspondent from now on? Follow me at any time to find the officers I need you to find. Now tell them, taking the platoon as a unit, half of them will use firepower to suppress and half of them will attack with grenades.
, go ahead.”
With orders one after another, he sent out the temporarily captured correspondent. He himself took off the long BT tiger knife and the stick-like blade on his body.
When he straightened up, his figure of more than two meters tall and the long knife in his hand made him look like an evil god walking out of the smoke.
This scene was quickly noticed by the remaining Japanese soldiers of the 114th Division in the stronghold.
"Look, what is that..."
"The Four Elements Demon King... That is the Four Elements Demon King... The Four Elements Demon King is here..."
As Zhang Sixing took over the command, the entire combat world, underground, and the attacks of gasoline barrel cannons were all connected organically.
When encountering resistance, Zhang Sixing used a walkie-talkie to notify the cannons of gasoline barrels, and what followed was an overwhelming firepower attack.
Platoon after platoon of soldiers from the guard battalion formed advancing firepower groups. They quickly suppressed the Japanese firepower and advanced layer by layer.
On the smoky battlefield, there were fires and smoke everywhere, and there were shouts, shootings and screams of death. It has to be said that when the barbed wire fences and minefields lose their effect, even if the defensive power of the positions built by the Japanese is
It's nothing at all.
This is especially true when the opponent has the ability to silently bomb.
As the delta wings swooped silently in the sky, each bunker turned into a smelly bomb crater in the inexplicable attack.
The pace of the attack became faster and faster, and the Japanese soldiers screamed more and more.
"The Demon King of the Four Elements is here..."
"The Demon King of the Four Elements is beside us..."
"The Four Elements Demon King..."
On the battlefield, fear is a contagious plague.
Just like when Montgomery took over the position of commander of the Eighth Army from Oklerkin, the Allies were afraid of the Desert Fox. Montgomery was forced to explain to all the soldiers of the Eighth Group that Rommel, the Desert Fox, was just a human being.
That's all.
Another example is that soon after the Allied forces landed in Normandy, they suffered from an epidemic called "Tiger Fever." The appearance of a King Tiger tank could scare the life out of a large group of heavily armored soldiers.
Nowadays, the Japanese soldiers' panic about the "Four Elements Demon King" has reached a level of shuddering at the sound of it.
Just a few days after the Battle of Jinling began, he first beat up the Sixth Division, and then severely punished the 114th Division for several nights. So now, he has brought so many people here, what is he going to do?
Could it be that that guy dared to have the ambition to annihilate the 114th Division?
No Japanese soldier believed this. After all, it was the Battle of Jinling. They were able to deal with the soldiers of the Fruit Army very well. But why, as long as they heard the name "Demon King of the Four Elements", they would tremble with fear and be helpless.
Fighting spirit.
As the name of the Demon King of the Four Elements resounded across the battlefield, the soldiers of the Guo army who rushed into the Japanese stronghold launched a desperate attack and fought fiercely. The Japanese soldiers actually rushed out of the bomb holes one by one, and then turned around and ran away.
They couldn't even think of turning around and firing a shot, they couldn't even think of throwing a grenade.
No, when encountering the Four Elements Demon King, the only correct way is to escape.
Because that guy can run faster than a horse, that guy and his men can easily cut people into two pieces with one knife.
On the smoke-filled battlefield, against the backdrop of flames, the terrifying four-line demon, who was much taller than an ordinary person, waved his long knife.
Then groups of soldiers launched desperate attacks in groups. In front were the incomparable cannon fire of the San Ba Gai, and behind were grenade explosions like raindrops and a barrage.
Run, run quickly, as far away from that vicious four-element demon as possible.
As the morale of Japanese soldiers collapsed, attacks on strongholds became easy. Initially, as long as "minesweeper rockets" opened attack channels, the Japanese would abandon their defenses and escape quickly.
Later, as long as the "clustered napalm eggs" were dropped from the sky, a large group of panicked Japanese soldiers would swarm out of the bunker and run towards the next position.
They didn't even care that the barbed wire caught their flesh, or that their companions had their legs broken by exploding landmines.
They just want to escape and get as far away from the Four Elements Demon King as possible.
When escape becomes the consensus and morale drops to its lowest point, then there is nothing left to talk about in this war.
Just as Zhang Sixing was packing up his troops, Zhu Chi, commander of the 262nd Brigade who didn't know where he had been fighting, ran over.
The military uniform on his body was covered with plaster, cracks, and even a few traces of blood. He wore a steel helmet on his head, and the bandages could be seen, but his face looked extremely excited.
He was holding an MP18 in his hand. The cowhide magazine on his chest was mostly unbuttoned, and it was obvious that there were empty magazines filled with bullets.
In particular, there were several soldiers behind him, each holding a magazine and loading bullets.
"Sir, sir, we...we defeated the 114th Division?"
Zhang Sixing held up his telescope and looked at the fleeing Japanese troops in the distance. At this time, the delta wing in the sky fired flares above their heads from time to time, and then poured clay grenades down in baskets.
Of course it was produced by Lao Yandian and the others, the kind with a bumper fuse that could be airdropped.
Regardless of the dirtiness of this thing, or the low power of this thing, large quantity is the soul of cluster bombs. And under the same weight, the power of cluster bombs attacks a wider area than ordinary ammunition, and it is more powerful against ground troops.
Listening to Zhu Chi's excited voice, Zhang Sixing turned around and said,
"Commander Zhu, defeating a division is nothing. Haven't you noticed that the infantry battalion from our parachute school is not here?"
The excited expression on his face solidified, Zhu Chi looked at Zhang Sixing in disbelief, wondering how he could be so bold.
He just defeated a Japanese division with a night attack, and now it seems that he is still unsatisfied, so what is his plan...
"Hurry up and gather your troops. We still have to fight tonight!"