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These old-fashioned colonists started riding on airships as if they were watching a show.

But I didn't expect that the Japanese would burn the fire to their butts all at once.

They quickly sent telegrams to the Japanese headquarters. But it was obvious that it was too late.

Konomiho only gave the Independent Regiment five minutes. When the time came, he fired, razed the Sihang Warehouse to the ground, and then rushed up to kill all the Chinese. It was that simple.

"There are the last ten seconds left, this is your last chance."

An interpreter next to Konomikoto, he used a loudspeaker to issue an ultimatum to the Sixing warehouse.

At this time, this Japanese translator in his twenties thought that Chinese soldiers could walk out of the Sihang Warehouse, and then kneel on the ground to surrender!

In this way, they don't have to risk their death to fight this war.

He felt that if the Chinese commander could be wiser, it would not be very difficult to make such a choice.

Even if they don’t think about themselves, they have to think about the two million people behind them.

But unfortunately, even in the last ten seconds, no one came out of the Sixing warehouse.

Koume's patience was worn out, and he slowly pulled out his sword. All the Japanese followed the steel guns that were tightly clenched.

Sweat seeped out of the palm of the pistol at this time, and it was wet and greasy when it was grabbed onto the gun.

This is the inner fear. When facing death, the Japanese devils appeared to be conscious of devoting themselves to the great Japanese Empire, but they were actually panicked.

They even imagined countless ways of death in their minds. They were killed by bullets from Chinese soldiers and killed by grenades. Or at the moment the shells were fired, the Shanghai Gas Plant exploded, and the ground cracked, swallowing them all in.

Some Japanese devils felt that their heartbeat was so rapid that they kept beating.

Do you still remember the Xiahou Jie who was scared to death by Zhang Fei?

Some people say that Xiahou Jie was so scared by Zhang Fei that he died of all his heart and courage.

But in fact, Xiahou Jie just died of nervousness and died of rapid heart rate.

At this time, the Japanese devils were about to be scared and their hearts fell off.

If it weren't for the old Japanese devil Koumai Xun who was still holding on, I'm afraid these Japanese would have been frightened by this strange moment and fled in panic.

Because the young commander named Dragon Boat Festival happily poked out half of his body from the window. I'm afraid even their emperor would not be able to do anything that looked down on the world.

But fear is fear, this war has to continue.

The Japanese artillery was meticulously proofreading the elevation angle and direction of the muzzle.

They cherish their lives just as much as other Japanese devils. And all Japanese devils' lives are all tied to them.

Before the war started, more than one or two Japanese had found them and said: Everyone's lives are all tied to you.

So the Japanese artillery, whether for themselves or for the so-called friendship, must be shot accurately.

The Japanese artillery proofread the angle of the shelling with the target dozens of times, which made me feel relieved and let out a long sigh.

At this time, they waited for Komweixun's order to fire the main entrance of Sihang Warehouse. Then they launched artillery bombardment on multiple windows of Sihang Warehouse to cover the Japanese troops to carry out group charges.

In other words, after two days of consumption, Konomi Konomi was playing according to the old routine.

But this time, unlike before, the Independent Regiment had no artillery support and there were not many grenades.

So Konomi Hon said: It is not because his brain has rusted out if he wants to end the battle within three hours.

Everything is waiting for this last moment!

"Fufu! What's the smell? Who farted?"

Just when all the Japanese were so nervous that they were about to pee, they didn't expect that a Japanese Japanese would say such inappropriate words.

The Japanese around him laughed out loud when they heard this.

The Japanese officer glared at the Japanese who said someone was farting. But for some reason, he seemed to smell a pungent stench.

At the same time, more Japanese scents were smelling the smell of pickles, smelly egg yolks, and even sewers.

There was a riot among the Japanese.

Koume Jun said dissatisfiedly: "What are you doing? Are you losing the face of our Great Japanese Imperial Army?"

"Report to yourselves, we all smelled a strange smell."

One of the officers reported that Konomi Konomi was about to curse, but he also smelled it.

He sniffed hard again and suddenly said in shock: "Gas, gas, this is gas, everyone disperses, spreads, quickly!"

Koume Hon roared loudly, and blood was about to burst into his throat.

Because this is not a joke. No matter where the gas was leaked, so many of them smelled it, there is only one possibility, that is, the gas content has reached a terrifying concentration.

And at this time, let alone a cannonball, even a cigarette butt would be enough to kill them.

Of course, cigarette butts cannot fly that far, and the Dragon Boat Festival prepares anti-aircraft cannons for the other party.

There is also an anti-aircraft gun on the roof of Sihang Warehouse.

There are always shells in the anti-aircraft guns, which were prepared for the Dragon Boat Festival to prevent Japanese air raids.

Of course, it is also for this last move.

The Dragon Boat Festival knew that after continuous failures, they would definitely take risks and bombard the Sihang Warehouse with heavy artillery.

So what should I do at this time?

It’s very simple. Shanghai Gas Factory has gas. There is a main valve in the basement of Sihang Warehouse. It connects the pipeline to send the gas to the ruins in front of Sihang Warehouse. With the help of a sewer, the gas is spread throughout the ruins.

The stench that the Japanese smelled came from the sewer.

But when they smelled it, it was too late. The gas had already filled the inside of the ruins. When an anti-aircraft gun shell passed by, the ruins on the left and right wings of the Japanese were the first to explode.

Boom! Boom!...

The huge explosion was like a volcano erupting. Under the light of the explosion, a large number of broken bricks and tiles in the ruins were bombarded into the air and splashed out into the four directions.

The explosion of air waves also drowned all the Japanese.

All the manhole covers in the water flew up in the explosion, and the pillars of fire soared into the sky were at least thirty meters.

The Japanese were blown away like rags during the explosion. And those who escaped by chance were also swallowed by the flames that gushed out from all over the place.

At this time, it was like the purgatory of the human world. The Japanese devils were killed and injured in an instant, and their charred corpses were everywhere.

Some of them were blown away, some were shot by splashed brick fragments, and some were burned alive.

Even if some Japanese devils have a huge lucky value, they are still covered in dust at this time, with buzzing in their ears and can't hear anything at all.

Koume Kyoto crawled out from under the body of the adjutant who was protecting himself, and saw the scene in front of him, and knelt directly on the ground.

He was defeated again, and this time, I'm afraid even his old fortune will be lost...
Chapter completed!