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Boom, boom, boom. Several hopper × guns spewed out raindrop-like lead bullets and iron sand, which gave the stubborn Japanese fierce attacks at close range.

Dadada... The squad leader hugged the Czech-style and swept across, biting his teeth, and the flesh on his face was leaping, like a ferocious and evil spirit.

More and more brothers in the robe rushed forward step by step on blood. The shouts added to Liu Dachuan's courage. He also roared and rushed forward with the blood-stained bayonet.

A bombardment of the 60 mortar, followed by a rain of bullets fired from the Czech Republic, made the Japanese defending their positions unable to raise their heads.

Under the cover of firepower, the cavalry launched a charge. Riders pressed against the horse's back and swept over at an extremely fast speed.

Under the bullet, war horses fell from time to time and threw the rider to the ground. But as long as they were alive and could move, the cavalry would not shrink back, holding their sabers, raising their rifles, shouting and moving forward.

"Kill, kill the enemy!" Ma Changshou, the company commander of the Dongxiang tribe, roared, and the sock gun in his hand kept spitting out pieces of lead-on-shock iron sand, and rushed into the Japanese position first.

Countless savages waving in the air, reflecting dazzling light, drawing an arc of death, and splashing blood in the slash.

The Japanese howled in despair and fought to the death with their bayonets. This small sand hill could not be defended, and the cavalry advanced straight in, which would not only divide the locust army, but also pose a great threat to the locust army in the open area behind.

Kill, kill, kill!

The gunshots on the position were low for a moment, but the sound of swords and guns, the sound of slashing and slapping, screams, and the craziest shouts of soldiers dominate the battlefield.

Bayonets, sabers, butts, daggers, horse stitches, feet, fists, teeth, the northwestern men are as powerful as the Japanese, and dare to fight with their lives.

But for the Chinese army, entering hand-to-hand combat means victory. The troops are rushing in, but the Japanese are fighting less and less. As the flesh and blood fly, the Japanese are shattered, and bloody corpses and broken limbs are everywhere, and the enemy and we are mixed, which is extremely tragic.

The sound of horse hooves roared, and the cavalry of the brigade rushed through the battlefield of fierce fighting, attacking towards depth with unstoppable murderous aura and belief in revenge.

After the destruction battle, the Japanese were exhausted, and only more than one thousand points were left. Multi-point attacks from all directions suddenly caused the Japanese to block the division of troops, but they were facing a serious shortage of troops on each side.

The third column plus the cavalry division had almost ten times the strength of the enemy. In addition, the Japanese were in an offensive posture and suddenly turned into defense, and there was no complete fortification to rely on.

"Kill, kill, kill!" Sun Gang gritted his teeth and suddenly pressed down the nose of the plane. The plane chased and beat a group of Japanese retreating in a panic with a terrifying roar. Judging from the encirclement soldiers, the radio stations on their backs, and the military weapons on them, these were a group of Japanese officers.

The heavy machine guns spit out flames, and 12.7 mm bullets blew up dust on the ground, shot into the Japanese's body, and smashed the Japanese's limbs to pieces.

Yoshimoto Eizusaki was still in a semi-coma, his face was covered with the dirty blood of the staff officer who sacrificed his life to protect him. He was supported by several guards and retreated in a mess.

Amid the screams and scolding, a terrifying roar came from far away, and Yoshimoto Eizusaki fell down again. The severe pain woke him up and looked around in a daze. The body with his head knocked off and his arms, legs and feet were cut off, and his screams filled his ears.

Yoshimoto Eizusaki's body was covered with blood and brain. He tried hard to stand up, but then he realized that his right arm was gone, and a serrated broken bone was exposed near the elbow. Yoshimoto stared at his wound in shock and panic. After a few seconds, he fell down and fell into a coma.

Sun Gang drove the plane down again, shot out the fire whip, plowed on the Japanese's stubborn position, and brought a piece of flesh and blood to fly.

"There are not many bullets anymore, so save some trouble." Gao Fengge shouted happily, but he did not forget to remind him.

Sun Gang nodded, glanced at his eyes, and the plane turned, targeting two 92 Infantry Cannons that were still firing tenaciously.

Bullets falling from the sky tore the Japanese artillery apart. The scene of the plowing was very bloody, and blood and intestines splattered on the infantry cannons, sticky and hot-bombed gun barrels were roasted, with an unpleasant smell.

"Telecommunication, Chief Yang asked us to get out while it was still dawn." Gao Fengge curled his lips and looked at the setting sun reluctantly.

Sun Gang breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Okay, leave some explosive bombs, don't let Chief Yang scold you with pain."

Gao Fengge chuckled and looked at the battlefield below. The battle situation was already obvious. Except for the front, east, west and north, breakthroughs were achieved. The Japanese who lost unified command had been divided and surrounded, losing the advantage of artillery fire, and it was only a matter of time before they were destroyed.

"Victory is no problem." Sun Gang pulled the nose, turned south, left the battlefield at a low speed, and sighed: "Captain Yang is still not cruel enough. He has to kill the Japanese heavy artillery and consume one of them before launching the general attack. If he changes to a commander, although he may also win by relying on his military strength, the casualties will be much more severe."

Gao Fengge's passion was a little cool, and he sighed heavily and said, "Compared with those infantry and cavalry who fought in blood and fire, we are lucky. We must cherish this luck and make more efforts in the future. With the cooperation of the air force, we can reduce a lot of casualties."

Sun Gang did not answer, and his face became depressed.

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The burning armored vehicles and cars turned into piles of twisted scrap iron. On the battlefield, trees were blown up, crops were trampled, and bullet craters were everywhere, and corpses were everywhere.

It was almost dusk and the battle entered the final stage. More than 400 remaining Japanese soldiers were surrounded in three narrow areas, without persuading them to surrender, and only cruelly suppressed them.

A mortar shell hit the head and faced with damage to the heavy weapon. The lost Japanese were helpless and suffered constant casualties. They pointed their guns to all sides, waiting for the enemy's charge.

In a small depression, the flying thunder cannons were set up, and the black and thick muzzles pointed diagonally at the narrow position guarded by the enemy.

"Fire!" As the officer's arm swung downwards, amid the constant muffled sound, more than a dozen "cannonballs" flew through the air for more than 300 meters and landed on the ground. "cannonballs" bounced on the ground with blue smoke. Even the most fierce and tenacious Japanese were frightened and screamed in surprise and collapsed in fear.

In a series of huge explosions, the broken limbs and arms flew into the sky, falling down one after another, and were thrown up by the explosion air waves.
Chapter completed!