Crazy legion da da da da da da da da da da da da!

The powerful copper sound kept knocking into people's hearts. The armored vehicles turned into fire-breathing hedgehogs. The chain machine gun and the parallel machine gun fired at the same time. The dense barrage swept across the entire landing field. Damn, just a few broken armored vehicles dared to be so arrogant, right? They have never beat us in many battles in the past decade. Elites of the Land Self-Defense Forces, what qualifications do you have to be arrogant in front of us! No need to give me orders, the land firepower platform roared fiercely, and the 30mm machine cannon shell hit it, sparking, this giant beast didn't care at all, and turned the turret to lock an armored vehicle. It was a bombing, and the tail wing and tail decapitation armor-piercing projectile shot was almost horizontal, with an initial speed of 2,000 meters

/sec! The initial speed is so high that even without armor-piercing bullets, the thin-skinned coffin can be penetrated forward and behind. The locked armored vehicle made an avoidance move, but before it had finished turning, the armored bullet penetrated the front armor. The fiery red and sticky metal jets were splashed in armor debris and shot through one body. The Japanese armored soldiers who were swept into it made a heart-wrenching scream. A lucky man dragged an injured leg and opened the top hatchback to climb out. As soon as he appeared, a Type 90 sniper rifle rang. The bullets flying at high speed pierced through his head, pulling out a bloodline, and the brain splashed everywhere. The pierced head hit the car body heavily and hung down weakly.

Bang bang bang bang!

Three 120mm self-propelled mortars fired at the same time, and they all fired rapidly. In a very short period of time, more than a dozen shells roared over the armored vehicles and landed behind the armored vehicles and exploded. Large balls of smoke and dust exploded, shrapnel flew everywhere, and the Japanese infantry hiding behind were blown upside down. The Type 90 main battle tanks were not allowed to take the lead, and a group of iron coffins were sent to rush to the formation was definitely the most terrible mistake made by the corps of the First Division that we fought against! The self-propelled mortars and 122mm high-pressure smoothbore cannons were fiercely

Fired, and armored vehicles were shot after fire, and they collapsed in place. The armored soldiers covered in blood and fire crawled out loudly. One out came out and one was killed by the sniper, and all shots were shot. All the soldiers of the Special Warfare Division were veterans struggling in the sea of ​​corpses and blood on the Three North Defense Line. On the battlefield, they were the coldest and most efficient killing machines. They would not have mercy, sympathy, and even forgiveness. They could look at everything on the battlefield with an indifferent attitude, including their comrades and even their own lives!

The hideous figure of an ah-64 Apache suddenly pulled up from behind the rolling smoke. Hell, how did those Japanese monkeys do it? They could save the Apache helicopter completely under such fierce attacks of naval artillery fire, and the artillery fire immediately took off to fight! Two dazzling flames emerged under the short wings of the low-altitude killer, followed by two more, and two more... Rain shot towards the self-propelled mortar that was firing violently, completely ignoring the single-soldier shoulder-fired air defense missiles that were shooting at it!

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Three loud bangs, two self-propelled mortars were opened by the damn Hellfire anti-tank missiles, and dozens of shells stored in them exploded at the same time, turning the two self-propelled mortars into a huge ball of fireballs and countless high-speed splashing debris. One of them hit the ground and exploded into a big pit. Three soldiers were blown away by the explosion air waves, and my regiment suffered the first casualties. However, the Apache was not easy. It was about to turn a corner when a forerunner hit the butt, and the entire tail rudder was blown away. The ugly dragonfly lost its balance and pulled the black in the air.

The smoke jumped into a terrifying waltz. A circle of light orange air waves swept over, and a 460mm heavy artillery shell was in amazement with the helicopter infinitely overlapping with the helicopter. Boom! The injured helicopter and the pilot returned to the molecular state together. My chin almost fell to the ground, and Ha Ling's eyes were also wide open, looking very cute. She screamed: "My God, which genius is so creative that he actually used a 460mm naval gun to attack the helicopter? The most incredible thing is that he actually hit! God's gunner, God's gunner in the god's gun!"

I rolled my eyes: "My lady, please care about your job? You are the leader of the artillery regiment and should command the artillery to provide fire support to us!"

Ha Ling spread her hands: "The cannon is still on the sea platform. Before I could remove it, I command a big-headed ghost?" Her eyes suddenly lit up and she cried out: "Haha, a heavy cannon is coming! I finally don't have to be this bare-sized commander!" She ran over in the rain of bullets flying over, and I turned my head and saw, Oh, it turned out that a landing ship had already landed, and drove a 203mm self-propelled cannon from above. I smiled bitterly. This thing is a long-range attack weapon. It is difficult to help in such short-term street battles, and it is better than a 120mm mortar!

Another row of shells hit us, blew up a fire wall. Damn, the Japanese pig's self-propelled cannons are not dead yet! Later we learned that the First Division hid heavy weapons such as self-propelled cannons, large-caliber mortars, armored vehicles, tanks, etc. in hospitals, schools, religious temples and other places protected by war conventions. Although our naval guns bombarded Tokyo violently, because these heavy weapons were too dispersed, they only destroyed some of them, and most of them drove out of the ruins after we landed.

, put into combat. Of course, the piles of rubble made these big guys stagger and move slowly, while small drones that were more than locusts were circling over the streets. Heavy weapons would be discovered as soon as they appeared, followed by devastating artillery. With the retreat of the Air Self-Defense Force, the situation became increasingly bad for the First Division. The J-12c heavy air combat fighter dominated the sky over Tokyo, with Feilang and AFC-1 Xiaolong vertical take-off and landing light fighter immediately following him

The five hundred kilogram and two hundred and fifty kilogram bombs swayed down from the hanger, using all the same colored cluster bombs. One such bomb exploded in the air, and hundreds of bullets splashed out. The second explosion released dense lead projectiles, making everything they disliked into funnels. Many Japanese soldiers who were obviously well hidden were hit by these projectiles shot from extremely tricky angles, and they hummed and covered their wounds. The caliber of the projectile was limited, as long as it was not a hit.

The harm will generally not die in a short time. If the treatment is timely, the chance of survival is very high, but the subsequent lead poisoning will inevitably entangle the injured for life. The explosion of the air bombs is one after another, sweeping down the Japanese soldiers who are gritting their teeth and ordinary citizens who are rushing towards the landing field, and the terrified and crazy people are rushing down. The projectiles are flying and blood is splattering, screaming in the sky, and blood flows into a river in the ruins. The soldiers and civilians are helplessly falling in the pool of blood, making painful moans, and the corpses in the streets and alleys are numb.

Turboprop fighters also came to join in the fun, with a total of 30, taking off from the sea platform, three teams formed a combat formation, and rushed towards the small black dots in the distance, "black arrows" shot out one after another, sweeping through the sky blackened by the smoke with dazzling light tails. It seemed that helicopters were going to be unlucky again. Now the Air Force has seized air supremacy, and the next will be the carnival time for turboprop fighters. Perhaps because there are too many monks, fewer porridge, fewer wolfs, and fewer turboprop fighters, too many helicopters, eight or nine turboprop fighters gave up their plans to bite the helicopters, and rushed down towards the barrage swept from the bottom up. The Red Arrow Anti-Tank Missile broke out of the gantry and rushed down, and a flame fountain was chiseled out on the rubble street, and was shooting high.

Under the cover of the cannon, the Type 90 tanks that were rushing toward the landing ground were blown off their turrets one by one. In terms of ground attacks, the advantages of low-altitude and low-speed turboprop fighters are self-evident. Armed helicopters are known as infantry killers, and what is the turboprop fighter with much more fierce firepower than armed helicopters? Battlefield harvester? A turboprop fighter was hit by a string of anti-aircraft artillery shells and disintegrated in the air. The wingman dived down with a scammering scream. The cannon fired fully, and the bullet rain instantly covered the entire street. The unlucky self-propelled anti-aircraft gun was knocked into sieve by a string of armor-piercing bombs at the first time. The infantry shooting desperately in the air was torn into pieces, splashing blood rain!

We fought more easily. Under the bombardment of naval guns and carrier-based aircraft, there were very few Japanese soldiers and combat vehicles that could rush to us through fire blockade. Often, just one head was exposed, more than a dozen anti-tank missile launchers or dozens of automatic rifles opened fire impatiently. After a burst of roar, there were only fragments. The biggest crisis was that three scarred Type 90 tanks rushed to the landing ground and fired at the landing ship with 120mm high-pressure smoothbore guns. One landing ship was hit and caught fire. However, the land fire platform immediately used a 122mm high-pressure smoothbore gun to fight a color and turned a Type 90 tank into a fireball. The other two ignored it and fired again, but the shells shot were blocked by the steel giant beasts that were rushing out of the sea.

—Three Type 69a main battle tanks climbed up from the sea in wet. By chance, they happened to block the shells fired at the landing ship. The thick front armor was hit by pieces, and the landing ground was shaken. The soldiers inside were probably shocked. The third one was not hit, and it was just a shot without saying a word! The smoke flames sprayed by the 130mm high-pressure smoothbore cannon was larger than the body of the car. The armor-piercing bombs shot out at six times the speed of sound, hitting accurately. The turret of a Type 90 main battle tank flew into the air in the violent explosion, once again verified the pertinent evaluation of the tank experts: "The Type 90 tank is an iron coffin with thin skin and a lot of filling!" This thing is okay in street battles. If you really have to fight head-on with the Type 69a main battle tank with a total weight of 60 tons, they will die very ugly.

The remaining one was not good and wanted to leave, but unfortunately it was too late. A Kid-class destroyer from Taiwan set its sights on it. Two 127mm naval guns fired at the same time, smashing it into pieces with a bang... This is definitely a historic moment: this is the first time that the Taiwanese have hit the locust army since the Sino-Japanese War of 1894-1895. Of course, they used naval guns and shells made by double-headed eagles.

Ha Ling climbed onto the 203mm self-propelled artillery and wanted to find a target to hit two guns, but unfortunately she couldn't see anything except the rolling smoke and the crumbling buildings. She didn't give up and took an observer to touch it, but one after another, the 127mm naval shells landed in front of them forced them back. The two Kidd ships were blocking the route of the Japanese First Division with their naval artillery fire, and the speed of fire was extremely fast. Before they ceased, any attempt to cross the blockade line was no different from suicide.

Another Type 90 tank was smashed to pieces. Humph, the power of the naval gun is much stronger than that of the self-propelled artillery of the same caliber. Japanese pigs, please enjoy it slowly. We were lying in the crater, behind us, more and more tanks were on the shore, and more and more artillery were unloaded from the landing ship. As time went by, the defense of the landing field was solid, and I was completely relieved. I was almost gloating and admired the East Japan with a telescope.

The soldiers were bombarded by the 127 naval guns. There were a few shells that might have landed in a crowded place, and they flew hundreds of meters away with broken hands and feet. The smoke that should have turned yellow and white turned blood red. It was so miserable that I couldn't help but cheer! The first battalion commander praised: "It seems that Wanwan is very resentful towards the Japanese pigs. He beat him to death when he gets the chance! Yes, just beat him like this, and I have no objection to demolish the entire Tokyo!"

I grinned, ignored him, and asked Ha Ling who ran back: "Have you found anything?"

Ha Ling looked depressed: "The fire was soaring into the sky, I found a fart! I found several corpses, their hands and feet were blown off, their stomachs were burned, their intestines and internal organs flowed all over the ground, they were roasted half-baked, and they were colorful and colorful......"

The battalion commander's Adam's apple rolled up and down, swallowing his saliva with difficulty. My stomach was turbulent, and I resisted the urge to vomit and shouted: "Please, this is not a barbecue banquet, this is a war, it's a dead person! What's burning in the fire is a man, not a pig, nor a sheep. Please don't describe these scenes in such a relaxed tone or even a little joking tone!"

Ha Ling widened her eyes in surprise: "Is there any difference?"

Is there any difference?!

I almost vomited blood. The entire Tokyo capital was shining in flames, half of which were beaten into the morgue and half of which were beaten into the crematorium. There was no more than this corpse blood. I don’t know how many corpses were burned to ashes, and I don’t know how many corpses were roasted to the belt buckles red, swelling like a balloon, and exploded with a touch. The internal organs of the corpse liquid were flying around, and there was no more than this corpse blood. Can you look at the corpse whose stomachs were burst by the fire with the mentality of looking at roasted pigs or roasted sheep, and ask others, "Is there any difference?" Such girls look at the whole world, probably only this one! These simple four words made me fully realize the toughness of the old company commander's future wife......

After a roar of ship guns, the sound of gunfire from Little Guangxi and Shandong fell. The First Division threw down hundreds of corpses and countless rotten parts on these two lines of defense, retreated in a hurry. The 460mm naval gun bombed several more fiercely, which was a farewell to the gong.

The Marine Corps took out a five-star red flag and inserted it hard on the ground that was blown softly. When her big hand raised, the blood-red flag fluttered in the rolling heat waves, which was particularly conspicuous in the sea of ​​corpses and blood.
Chapter completed!