"The third!" Little Hefei put away the sniper rifle and gently rubbed his eyes. The camera clearly saw the scene of the two sides fighting in close combat. Seeing their comrades falling down, the only thing he could do was to use the sniper rifle to accurately snipe the Japanese. Considering the huge penetration force of the bullets, the target they chose could only be those who were single, not those who fought together.

The same idea as him were other snipers, with long-range attacks. When the machine guns and artillery were unable to exert force, and the soldiers fighting below had no bullets, the sniper rifle became the only unyielding gunfire of the vanguard army.

Soon, dozens of single Japanese outside were dealt with. However, the jealous soldiers on both sides who were already excited and jealous in melee battles were no longer frightened by the scenes of brain splashing around. Destroying the enemy in front of them became their only obsession.

"Ba Gou!" The muzzle of the Type 38 hidden in the distance was also shooting at the vanguard's solitary personnel, and the Japanese did not follow the Bushido routine. As the gunshots were heard, the snipers on the mountain immediately shifted the target and began to solve these threatening Japanese gunmen.

The large-caliber heavy machine gun also began to roar again, covering the gunshots at the Japanese in the distance, immediately causing a lot of gunfire.

"Dadada!" Somi's passion began to bloom again. The reinforcements rushed to the front of the position. The troops that the Japanese stopped could not stop the enthusiasm of thousands of Somi.

The reinforcements quickly rushed past the Japanese's blocking position and came to the battlefield of melee.

"Bang!" The first thing that sounded was Lu Ge. The submachine gun was a bit powerful. Even if it was used for pistol bullets, a mistake in the dense crowd could cause accidental injuries. Everyone in the reinforcements that rushed down were wearing Lu Ge who was collecting concentrated support, and some even carried two hands and fired their bows left and right.

"Catch the pistol!" Lu Song, who was carrying a bloody 38 style to look for the enemy, heard the shout in his ear. In a daze, a pistol had already been thrown in front of him.

When you get jealous in the fight, unless you are a very familiar person, you rarely have that kind of close contact. Many soldiers' bayonets sometimes attack anyone close like conditioned reflexes.

Lu Han caught it, looked at the back that had already run by his side, and grinned and ran up.

The bayonet once again retreated to the second line on the battlefield, and Lu Ge sighed at the fragility of life for the fall of the Japanese.

"Bombing!" Banhengheng Seiro gestured behind him, and he had been looking at him, and he had no idea how dangerous his situation was. At this time, he was within the jurisdiction of a 100 kilometers of the second-level main base. If Meng Xiang had not been focused on caring for the vanguard soldiers at this time, he would have been found bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit. Then he would be a burial of more than half a ton of shells.

But the sound of cannons on the Japanese positions quickly reminded Meng Xiang.

The Japanese actually used the remaining artillery on the battlefield of melee, where the vanguard army was obviously dominant. Lu Ge's participation in the war quickly controlled the situation, and the victory was almost within reach, but at this time the Japanese actually bombarded the guns, regardless of their soldiers on the field.

"Drain those cannons!" Huang Huamin ordered.

The impatient heavy artillery, who had been waiting for a long time, began to rush towards the Japanese artillery position that had revealed its position.

"Banheng Cheng Shiro!" Although Meng Xiang was not sure that the commander opposite was Banheng, he directly held the shelling incident on his head, moved the big screen again, and began to search for Banheng Cheng Shiro's traces.

Nishimura Reini was conveying the order of Shiro Banhenghou. When Shiro Banhenghou walked directly to the front line to check, he stood in front of the hidden command post and scolded Shiping Oba and others. The Japanese were evacuating one after another, but the heavy casualties made Rishimura very angry. The dignified Fifth Division was in chaos, which he thought was simply incredible. The discipline of the soldiers required them to be calm. They were not those local Chinese troops and were disbanded as soon as they fought.

He saw the power of the giant cannon, but he had never seen the power of the death of the giant cannon's concentrated artillery positions. The earth-shaking explosion was directly imprinted in everyone's mind, making them frightened for a moment. In addition, the death of Miura and others was caused by the attack of the giant cannon, so chaos appeared. Sometimes chaos was contagious, and the panic of a few people was likely to cause greater panic among the group.

The more he thought about it, the more annoyed he became, and he began to scold Shiping Oba and others.

But he didn't know that Meng Xiang had already had his figure on the big screen.

"Huh? A big fish!" Meng Xiang immediately enlarged the observation. Although he saw that Nishimura Riwan was wearing not the general's clothes, he scolded a group of assistant officials. Maybe it was the commander this time! People in later generations understand that officers on the battlefield cannot have obvious signs, otherwise they must enjoy the care of snipers.

Meng Xiang also took it for granted that this was another disguised **oss, and then looked at the crowd entering and leaving the command post behind. Meng Xiang clapped his hands and immediately connected Kong Ci.

"This is a shame for the Fifth Division and an empire's shame!" Nishimura Rein, who was only one step away from the general's position, scolding Colonel Siping, Oba, and others, as if he had found the feeling of being a general, and his saliva kept splashing.

Nishimura Rein, who was gustling with water, suddenly found that the people from Oba Shiping and others opposite him were looking at the sky with horror. He couldn't help but be even more angry. He looked diagonally towards the sky.

In the sky, only the sunset was trying its best to paint the red glow in the sky, and the rest were empty. The planes in the fight had almost evacuated, and the damage to the 10 planes made the Navy soldiers very depressed.

"Giant Cannon!" Before Nishimura Riwan turned around angrily, a major in front of him suddenly shouted in shock.

Even though there was still a roar of artillery on both sides on the battlefield in the distance, a strange roar in the sky seemed to have suddenly overwhelmed all the sounds.

"Disast!" Dachang Siping, who was already familiar with this voice, shouted. Although the accuracy of the cannon was not very high, the uncertainty was even more shocking. When it fell closer, no one knew whose head it would fall next. By the time it knew, it was too late.

"It seems to be heading here!" The experienced artilleryman present quickly judged the approximate landing point of the shell when he heard the sound.

A word immediately made the crowd explode, and even the officers of all sizes and big and small who had been on the battlefield for a long time did not want to die so helplessly.

When Dachang Siping pulled a Nakasa officer next to him and ran away from the distance. Staying away from the command post means staying away from the threat.

Nishimura Riemon hesitated for a moment, just about to enter the solid command post, but then he ran away with everyone.

But the shells fly faster than the speed of people running.

"Boom!" As the iron fist hit, the thirteenth earth trembled.

Although the solid command post was not directly hit, it was disintegrated suddenly under the shock wave. The four-level big field running in the right direction was only impacted and was pushed into the sky, fell to the ground and fell into a coma.

And Nishimura Rein was unfortunately turned into gray.

Meng Xiang smiled with satisfaction when he saw the huge pit. He did not see Ultraman appear, so the fate of the commander was finally judged.

The few Japanese artillery guns seemed to be frightened, and they seemed to be disintegrated by the heavy artillery of the vanguard army. Anyway, they have gradually calmed down.

The battlefield of melee has also achieved the final result, and the battlefield behind the vanguard army that has been successfully withdrawn is already empty.

"The Japanese have also retreated!" Huang Huamin was a little surprised after receiving the report.

He didn't know that the command post was taken off, which accelerated the evacuation of Shiro Banheng's evacuation. With the withdrawal of the vanguard army, the battlefield would once again become the protagonist of artillery. With the existence of giant cannons, he could only choose to temporarily evacuate.

"I understand!" Meng Xiang roughly knew the reason for their evacuation. He just thought that their commander was killed and evacuated. But it was almost the same.

When the Japanese retreated, only heavy artillery shells were sent out. No giant cannons were moved. In the sky, a new reconnaissance plane was hovering and observing, and thirteen large pits were clearly visible on the ground.

"The Japanese really retreated!" the reconnaissance plane reported, "They have retreated five miles away and are still continuing to retreat."

"Send people to clean the battlefield and transport the bodies of our soldiers back to see if there are any treatments!" Meng Xiang ordered in a deep voice. Although he had tried his best to bring all the wounded when he evacuated, there were inevitably some omissions in the hurry, and there might be some buried under the pile of corpses.

In the distance, the sunset took back the last trace of afterglow on the battlefield and was slowly falling.
Chapter completed!