"Baga! Bounce! Bounce out! Defeat these eighth territorial ranks!" Murakami Masabu waved the command knife in his hand vigorously, with a noticeable madness on his face.

At this time, Murakami Masabu didn't understand that he had fallen into a trap set by the Eighth Route Army. In order to deal with his brigade, the Eighth Route Army actually dispatched two regiments of troops! Murakami Masabu was somewhat lucky that he could see that the Eighth Route Army that appeared behind him was not as good as the equipment and the firepower was not as dense as the independent regiment!

Faced with such firepower, Murakami Masato felt that his infantry brigade had a considerable chance of rushing out, even if there would be heavy casualties after rushing out.

Noting that the 4th Regiment placed most of its troops in the east, Murakami Mabu ordered his devils to rush to the west. In the east, he left a squadron of devils and ordered them to persevere as much as possible to gain time for Murakami's brigade's breakthrough.

Murakami Masui rushed to the west with his subordinates. There were not many Eighth Route Army soldiers defending here. Before the Japanese rushed up, the Eighth Route Army soldiers in the west chose to retreat.

"Hmph! These eighth territorial forces are indeed not good. If I am ambushing here, I will definitely ambush some troops here!" Murakami Mabu said with a sneer.

Turning his head to look at the two squadron devils who were left to attack the Independent Regiment and the 4th Regiment. Murakami Mabu looked ferocious. Today's battle was the most disadvantageous one he led the Murakami brigade! The two squadron devils who were left could not last long in the face of the attacks of the 4th Regiment and the Independent Regiment. As for surviving under the attacks of the two regiments, it was even more impossible!

"boom"

As soon as the Japanese soldiers took a few steps in the western position, an explosion sounded. With Li Yunlong there, how could they ignore the defense in the western position? There were a lot of mines arranged in this area, and they chose to expose the lack of troops in the west, so that Masabu Murakami and his subordinates chose to use the western position as the direction for breaking through.

"Baga! These 8th Gate are cunning and cunning, rush over! I don't believe that this area has been buried in landmines by the 8th Gate!" Murakami's face looked a little ugly, and he roared and ordered his Japanese soldiers to rush out of this area.

The Japanese soldiers gritted their teeth and rushed towards this area, but as soon as they rushed out a few steps, they stepped on the mine again. This time the Japanese soldiers' formation was relatively scattered, and only two Japanese soldiers were injured.

"Baga! Baga! rushed over!" Noting that the Japanese soldiers under him had a little hesitation on their faces, Murakami Mabu waved the command knife in his hand and urged again.

Less than 500 meters away from the western position, Li Yunlong hid here with the guard company of the Independent Regiment. Seeing the Japanese rushing towards the minefield of the western position, Li Yunlong laughed, and he knew that these Japanese would choose to break through at the western position.

The minefield arranged in the western position is somewhat enough for the Japanese to drink a pot. It can use landmines to deal with some Japanese devils, so there is no need to let the soldiers fight with Japanese devils.

"Captain, when will we go?" The monk's eyes were full of fighting spirit. The Murakami brigade left two squadrons to resist the attack of the 4th Regiment and the Independent Regiment, and the remaining troops were still two or three hundred.

But in the eyes of the monk, he would not care about the number of Japanese devils. He believed in the big sword in his hand.

"Don't worry, monk, you can't rely on brute force to fight. There are still two or three hundred Japanese here. No matter how powerful you are, how many can you kill?" Looking at the monk beside you, Li Yunlong said in a deep voice.

The monk scratched his head. He didn't understand this very well. Since Li Yunlong said that it was not suitable for him now, he wouldn't. The monk was too lazy to think about it. He was more willing to obey Li Yunlong's orders and start acting.

"Archive the Japanese who broke through the western position!" Seeing the soldiers of the Independent Regiment rushing into the Japanese squadron, Liu Gen ordered the artillery company to divert the artillery fire.

As for the Japanese squadrons that the 4th Regiment dealt with, they naturally had artillery forces from their regiments. In addition, Liu Gen was not very aware of the situation of the 4th Regiment and rashly provided support without corresponding cooperation, it was easy to hurt the soldiers of the 4th Regiment.

After receiving Liu Gen's order, the soldiers of the artillery company moved quickly. They could see that the soldiers looked very calm. After bombarding the Japanese squadron, the soldiers of the artillery company really entered the state. It has to be said that the soldiers' adaptability is very good.

"There are not many remaining shells. Next, we can only use three boxes of shells, and we can shoot them all for me! The Japanese have no artillery, don't rush to shoot, aim and then fire the artillery!" Looking at the soldiers of the artillery company, Liu Gen explained.

The soldiers nodded vigorously. They also knew the situation of the artillery company, so naturally they would not choose to waste shells.

"Swish", "Swish", "Swish"

The remaining Japanese in the Murakami brigade were walking through the minefield. The Japanese in front were worried, worried that they would step on the mine and be killed by the mine.

"Lying down! The cannonballs from the Eighth Route Army are here!" Murakami Mabu heard the sound from the air and immediately ordered loudly.

The Japanese reacted very quickly. After rigorous training, they naturally knew what to do when encountering shelling on the battlefield. But when the Japanese lay down, some Japanese pressed the mine beside them. They were lucky enough not to step on it before, but now their whole body was lying on the mine.

"Baga!"

The Japanese had just had time to curse, and the mine exploded and exploded, blowing the Japanese pressing on them out. When the other Japanese saw this scene, their bodies trembled slightly. Compared with such death, they were more willing to die at the hands of the Eighth Route Army.

This kind of death is full of uncertainty, which makes the Japanese in the Murakami brigade nervous and worried that they will step on the landmine.

"Boom", "Boom", "Boom"

The shells fell and shrapnel splattered everywhere. The Japanese lying on the ground were injured by shrapnel, and blood kept gushing out of their wounds. Some of them were very close to the center of the shell explosion and were directly penetrated by the splattered shrapnel, and the blood gushed could not be stopped at all.

"Baga! Blast out! Our Murakami brigade cannot all die here! We are the aces of the North China Expeditionary Army, and these Eighth Route Army members cannot keep us!" Murakami Mabu became a little crazy. He shouted loudly, ordering the Japanese in the Murakami brigade to get up again and rush out.

Murakami Masato doesn’t want Murakami to be destroyed in his hands. If Murakami’s brigade died here, then there would be no more Murakami’s brigade organization in the Japanese army, and they would become sinners in the eyes of other Japanese devils, which Murakami Masato could not accept!

"Baga! Blast out! For the great Japanese Empire! For the Emperor!" Murakami Masabu waved the command knife in his hand, his face extremely ferocious!
Chapter completed!