Facing Zhong Yi, the Japanese were facing a Type 95 light tank!

After the National Jun Death Squad jumped out of the trenches, it charged towards the Japanese tank without hesitation!

"Ah~~" The seven suicide squad members roared almost at the same time, with distorted expressions and ferocious faces. They resolutely launched a charge towards the Japanese chariot dozens of meters away in front.

At this time, the Japanese tanks had approached within fifty meters and were about to break into the national defense line!

"Puff puff puff puff puff~~" The turret of the Japanese chariot slowly turned around, aimed the gun at the suicide squad, and then opened fire fiercely.

The dozens of Japanese infantry who bent down behind the chariot also realized what the team of national troops were going to do, so they raised their guns to aim at the suicide squad that charged forward and opened fire fiercely.

The Japanese in the distance also opened fire fiercely!

The dense bullets poured over like a heavy rain in an instant!

The suicide squadron rushing in the front was the first to be hit, and the backpack slapped in the chest was blown away by smoke and dust. At this time, Zhong Yi realized that the suicide squadron's backpack was actually filled with sand and soil!

The rain of bullets invaded, the backpack exploded, and the sand splashed everywhere. The first suicide squad was quickly beaten into a sieve.

However, the suicide squad member forced himself to breathe, gritted his teeth, and rushed forward several steps. After a few steps, the suicide squad member fell to the ground and gave up his way forward.

"Damn, my god, grandma!" The second suicide squadron roared, moving forward with a rain of bullets and carrying a heavy burden!

In a blink of an eye, the second suicide squadron's backpack was also cracked, and countless sands and soil splashed all over the sky. The subsequent bomb rain broke through the body of the second suicide squadron in an instant. After staggering, the second suicide squadron fell down unwillingly, but at the moment of falling, he still turned sideways as much as possible and made way for the passage.

"I'm angry with your mother!" The third team member who replaced him was a small man, but the roar was louder than thunder.

The dense rain of bullets poured violently, and the small man's torso was quickly sieved. The backpack and the sand could not stop the bullets, but the small man did not fall down immediately, but forced himself to support him and rushed forward ten meters. After ten meters, the small remaining soldiers fell down unwillingly.

"Brothers, let's see you next..."

After falling to the ground, the little man sighed softly and swallowed his last breath.

The little man fell down, but the fourth suicide squad quickly rushed up.

Seeing the tragic scene, Zhong Yi forced himself to endure it so that he did not let the tears flow down!

Chinese soldiers are good!

Not only the Eighth Route Army, but not only the New Fourth Army, but also the National Jun on the front battlefield is also good!

It is precisely because of countless such Chinese soldiers that China has not been conquered by the little Japanese and that the Chinese nation has not become a slave to the human race!

In a blink of an eye, all the six suicide squadrons in front were killed.

The seventh remaining suicide squad finally faced the Japanese bullet rain!

At this time, there were about ten meters left to the Japanese tank!

"Baga, beat him to death!"

"Can't let him come!"

"Open the fire and hit him on the leg!"

The dozens of Japanese soldiers following behind the chariot were anxious. They turned their guns one after another, aimed at the legs of the seventh suicide squadron, and opened fire violently. In a blink of an eye, the seventh suicide squadron shot countless times and fell to the ground. However, before he fell, he tried his best to pounce forward for several meters!

At this time, the distance from the Japanese tank was less than two meters!

Looking up, looking at the Japanese tank that was so close, the seventh suicide squadron smiled happily, revealing two rows of white teeth!

Take death as if you are home? That's what you are talking about!

The next moment, the seventh suicide squadron pulled the fuse violently, rolled forward and rolled under the abdomen of the Japanese tank.

Seeing this scene, the dozens of Japanese soldiers following the tank didn't bother to shoot, and turned around and retreated for more than ten meters before turning over and lying down. They had just fallen to the ground, and there was a loud rumbling sound from behind. They turned around quickly and saw that the Type 95 light tank in front had been swallowed by the flames.

Seeing this, Zhong Yi finally couldn't help but burst into tears!

Looking around, most of the other suicide squads have died in their country, but their sacrifice is worth it. The last six or seven tanks or armored vehicles left by the Japanese have been reimbursed!

Faced with the National Jun Death Squad's life-threatening gameplay that was filled with people's lives, the Japanese did not have a good countermeasure!

Losing the guidance and protection of tanks and armored vehicles, the offensive of the Japanese infantry was once again stopped!

"Test it for me! Hit it hard and fuck these damn gods to death!" Zhong Yi was crying, while raising the gun as fast as possible and quickly pulled the trigger in front!

With a sound of horns, a Japanese lieutenant fell to the ground fifty meters away in front of him!

"Damn, I'll fuck you eighteen generations of ancestors!" He Ajiu also roared and stood up from the trench, pressing his shoulder against the Mauser pistol for a long shot.

Fifty meters ahead, several Japanese soldiers who were squatting on the ground and holding their guns to shoot immediately fell to the ground.

The next moment, the soldiers and civilians, who were originally pressed by Japanese tanks and armored vehicles, stood up from the trenches one after another. Then, various guns opened fire violently at the same time. The dense bullets instantly splashed towards the Japanese infantry in front like heavy rain.

The Japanese infantry who had lost their cover fell down one by one.

That's the case, on the uncovered beach, the Japanese could not stand the bullet shooting even if they were steel bars and iron!

In a blink of an eye, hundreds of Japanese soldiers who were snatching the beach fell down. Seeing that the firepower of the country became more and more fierce, the remaining Japanese infantry finally became scared and turned around and ran back without waiting for the officer's order!

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On the ocean surface a few kilometers away, explore the air balloon.

Seeing the Japanese who were robbing the beach were beaten back again, Yanagawa Heisuke was so angry that his face turned green and he was also a little anxious.

Look at the time, the hour hand has pointed to nine o'clock, and the tide is already retreating. Once it retreats to the low point, the Japanese army will have to step on the knee-deep mud flats and risk being pinned through the soles of their feet by bamboo in the mud to grab the beach. In this way, the difficulty of grabbing the beach will inevitably increase greatly, and there is not much time left for the 10th Army!

Yanagawa Heisuke was just anxious, but Tanabe Moritake was so anxious that he was almost spitting out his shit!

If the Kinshan Guard is still unable to take down the Kinshan Guard today, if the main force of the 10th Army still cannot get ashore today, Yanagawa Heisuke is fine, but he, the chief of staff, will probably find it difficult to continue working! Even if Yanagawa Heisuke doesn't propose to replace the person to the base camp, he will have no shame to continue working!

At that moment, Moriwu Tanabe gritted his teeth and said, "Commander, I want to go to the beachhead to supervise the battle myself!"
Chapter completed!