The first thousand seven hundred and fifty-four chapters ended
Half an hour later, the Japanese's great rout finally took shape. After the four lines of defense were quickly broken through, the central position was occupied, and the rear was threatened, the few remaining Japanese divisions finally could no longer bear it.
Bang, bang, bang.
One, two, three, ten, hundreds, thousands of little Japs threw away their cannons, and then fled towards the rear in terror, like lost dogs.
"Run."
"The Chinese are coming to kill us."
"I can't stop it."
The breath of panic spread quickly like an infectious disease, completely burying the little remaining courage of the Japanese troops. The rout finally broke out. On the battlefield that stretched for several kilometers, more than 100,000 little Japanese began to flee crazily.
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"Baga, go back to "260", we haven't lost yet." A Japanese commander's eyes were red, bang bang bang, he kept firing, killing the escaping little devils, but this didn't happen.
What's the point? Everyone is running for their lives like crazy. Even his guards have escaped. Has he finished killing so many deserters?
Boom.
As if he suddenly lost all his strength, the high-ranking Japanese general slumped to the ground helplessly, with a look of despair on his face as he stared blankly at the embarrassed figures running past him.
"You are all warriors of the Japanese Empire, go back, go back, we still have more than 100,000 troops, we haven't lost yet." He looked like he was crazy and shouted, and then his voice was full of sorrow.
, yelling helplessly, "It's over, it's over, the Empire of Japan is over."
As he spoke, he struggled to get up, knelt on the ground, unbuttoned his military uniform, picked it up, and looked at the Chinese troops getting closer and closer. He yelled unwillingly, "I didn't lose to you.
I lost to those damn fishermen...hehe6 6.." Yes, he was unwilling to accept it. His strategic plan was not wrong. He still had hope. He had considered everything except those things.
The damn Chinese fishermen actually bought time for the Chinese troops in such a decisive way, and their reinforcements were still on the way, so he lost.
"ah."
puff.
The long and narrow stab penetrated the guy's stomach, warm blood spattered, and colorful internal organs flowed out at once. The devil's commander knelt here and ended the landing battle by committing suicide by caesarean section.
A successful conclusion.
"kill."
The hoarse voice rang out. Although it was hoarse and deep, it exuded a heart-stopping murderous intent. To those little devils, it was like the sound of death.
Whenever this sound sounds, it means that the Chinese soldiers will launch another fierce charge without fear of death.
Deng Deng Deng.
Bang, bang.
boom.
The Chinese troops are like a pack of wolves, constantly chasing and driving away the sheep-like devils. They use the cannons in their hands to harvest the lives of the devils, wash away the millions of humiliations of the Chinese nation, and revive the five thousand years of glory of the Chinese nation.
Woo woo woo.
Clang.
When the A2 main battle tank at the front rushed up the mountain