boom!

When the Japanese's three trucks completely entered the central area of ​​the mine array, Long Qianyan decisively pressed the detonator.

He pressed his fingers hard, as if at this moment, he poured all his anger and hatred into this simple move.

In an instant, the mine array erupted like an awakened volcano, causing a shocking sound. The flames soared into the sky, illuminating the entire sky red. The explosion's shock waves swept across the entire road with devastating power.

The three Japanese trucks were overturned under this huge impact, and their bodies rolled in the air, like a group of helpless giant beasts struggling.

Especially the largest truck in the middle, it was in the center of the explosion and was subjected to the strongest impact.

The truck's tires flew in the air, the body of the car was blown to pieces and splashed.

The Japanese soldiers in the car were thrown into the air at the moment of explosion. Their bodies struggled helplessly in the air, and then fell heavily to the ground, or were hit by the blown-off debris, and were covered in blood.

Although the two trucks in front and behind were slightly away from the center of the explosion, they could not escape the misfortune. They rolled under the huge impact, crashed into the trees and rocks on the roadside, and ignited a raging fire. The Japanese soldiers on the car were also thrown out of the car or were pressed under the deformed car body, making shrill screams.

The puppet troops who followed closely behind had nowhere to escape. They were overturned by the explosion's air waves, and their bodies were twisted in pain in the fire. Some puppet troops closer to the center of the explosion were even blown into pieces, flying with flesh and blood, and the scene was terrible.

The power of the explosion far exceeded the expectations of Dragon Boat Festival, Long Qianyan, Ma Sanpao and others.

Dragon Boat Festival thought it would be great to annihilate half of the Japanese and puppet troops, but I didn’t expect that the Japanese were injured or killed at least two-thirds of the casualties in the explosion, and more than half of the puppet troops were injured or killed.

But Dragon Boat Festival will never give the Japanese a breath of time, so they immediately ordered: "Drop the grenades and throw them all out!"

With the order from Dragon Boat Festival, the guerrillas and the new recruits threw grenades at the Japanese puppet army that had not recovered from the mine formation explosion.

The grenades drew graceful arcs in the air, like meteors passing through the air, with the power of destruction, laying carpet-like near the Japanese and puppet troops.

For a moment, grenades seemed to have rained over the entire battlefield, and the number was far greater than that of the surviving Japanese and puppet troops.

With the sound of falling to the ground, a deafening explosion came, as if it was about to swallow everything in this world in an instant.

The huge shock waves and flames generated by the explosion instantly submerged the Japanese and puppet troops, blowing them up to blood and flesh, and the broken limbs and wreckage scattered everywhere.

Some Japanese were blown to pieces, and their bodies were scattered on the ground, forming shocking and terrifying scenes.

Their bodies were blown to pieces, and the blood stained the entire battlefield red.

The same is true for those puppet troops. They also suffered heavy damage and were killed or injured by the bombing.

They lay on the ground moaning, rolling in pain, but they could not escape the fate of death. Some of them were even bombed beyond recognition and even his mother no longer knew him.

The thick smoke and dust generated by the explosion permeated the battlefield, forming a hazy scene. In this chaos, the morale of the Japanese and puppet troops completely collapsed. They felt extremely desperate and fearful in the face of such a fierce attack.

Some puppet soldiers knelt on the ground, folded their hands together, begging for the mercy of God; some puppet soldiers lost their minds and fled everywhere.

As for the Japanese, no more than ten people will survive in the two attacks.

The Kurai Demon was riding in the truck in front. Although the truck was blown over and hit the tree on the side of the road, he was still alive with a bloody head.

Blood flowed down his forehead into his eyes, leaving him seeing only a blood-colored world.

This world is full of the smell of gunpowder and the smell of blood.

The imperial soldiers who were still showing off their power and shouting that the Chinese were vulnerable to the attack were already lying on the cold ground with incomplete limbs.

Even if there are still living people, they either stand on the empty road and are stunned or lying on the ground wailing.

At this moment, Kurai's inner world began to collapse. He, who used to think that he was protecting his body, began to be afraid, fearful!

Kurai felt dizzy and could not believe what was happening in front of him.

What kind of enemies did he encounter? The other party actually captured the mine and had not left yet, and there was still time to ambush him?

Could it be that the Imperial Army and the Imperial Army in the mine did not even have the chance to resist and were annihilated by the other party?

Otherwise, what happened to this mine array? It takes a lot of time, right?

What kind of person is the person who planned to attack Colonel Kira, and then lure the tiger out of the mountain to seize the mine, and then ambush me?

Is he just a small guerrilla captain?

Even if such a person is more than enough to be a general, right?

Is this the real strength of the Chinese? Even a small guerrilla captain has command skills that only the general of the Japanese Imperial Army has?

Kurai's inner world completely collapsed, and his heart began to shake, and he began to doubt whether the Japanese Imperial Army could really win this war?

Of course, this is not what he wants to know the most. He wants to know whether he can survive this ambush.

He hid behind the truck and shivered, but he did not notice that the truck was burning, and the truck fuel tank that had broken two holes was dripping oil.

He didn't notice any of this because his thoughts had returned to his hometown, holding his three-year-old daughter and his wife, who was ten years younger than him.

Boom!

After a violent explosion, Kurai's vision began to blur. He was blown to the high sky, his arms, legs, and his body were slowly losing consciousness.

He knew he was going to die, and a trace of confusion and helplessness flashed in his eyes. The glory of the empire and the dignity of Bushido also seemed so pale and powerless at this moment.

He even laughed at what he was pursuing over the years.

He... fell into eternal darkness!...

But at this time the battle did not end because of Kurai's death.

The Dragon Boat Festival's keen eyes discovered that after a rapid wave of grenade explosion, there were not many people left of the Japanese and puppet troops who could survive, and at most twenty or thirty people were thriving.

When Dragon Boat Festival saw this, he got up and fired with a machine gun while roaring: "Brothers, rush with me and kill the Japanese!"

"Kill!"

At the Dragon Boat Festival's order, the guerrilla soldiers who had already been eager to try were eager to follow the Dragon Boat Festival and rushed out, killing the survivors who were in a panic in the Japanese and puppet army.
Chapter completed!