My Head of the Huaxia Expeditionary Force

Chapter 315

"You still want to save people? Court death!"

Yuan Li put down the binoculars and spoke disdainfully, then grabbed the M2 heavy machine gun on the top of the turret, and shot mercilessly at the corpses on the ground.

"Puff puff!"
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The 50 BMG large-caliber machine gun bullet hitting the human body is not a matter of small holes or large holes, it is directly turned into pieces, especially the corpses of little devils all over the ground, who were beaten to pieces by Yuan Li for a while.

"what!"

Yota, who was lying on the ground pretending to be dead, was very lucky. He was shot in the calf, and the bullet's terrifying kinetic energy instantly split his leg in two. The bloody cut instantly sprayed a lot of blood, and he couldn't pretend anymore. , screaming in pain.

"Hmph, sure enough someone is pretending to be dead, go ahead at full speed, run me over!"

Yuan Li didn't directly shoot him to death, because that would be too cheap for the Japanese. When he thought of the torture he suffered in the concentration camp at that time, a flame of revenge burst out in his eyes.

Creak, creak, creak... The screeching sound of the tracks rubbing against the ground was more like the sound of death from hell.

Yang Tai endured the severe pain, hugged the broken leg and moved back desperately, there was nothing to hide but despair and fear in his eyes.

Seeing that huge vehicle getting closer and closer, he finally regretted it at this moment, regretted coming to Huaxia, regretted participating in this war, but...it was already too late.

"Yami...don't do it! Ah!!"

Kacha... poof!

With a shrill scream, Yota's bones and flesh were crushed to pieces, and the blood and filth splashed all over the ground, and in an instant it became a puddle of fleshy paste attached to the tracks.

Yuan Li, who watched all this coldly, didn't have any pity in his heart. On the contrary, he felt that the moment was extremely refreshing, and these beasts should atone for the bestiality they committed in boundless pain.

This battle has entered the final stage. All the defense lines of the Japanese army have been fragmented. The artillery fire of the third division began to extend.

The tank unit of the 200th division headed by Yuan Li took the lead, chasing and beating the Japanese. The entire battlefield was in chaos. Soon the organizational systems of several Japanese troops were dismantled, and they could no longer organize any counterattacks. the power of.

The little devil threw away his helmet and armor along the way, and a large amount of supplies were stranded. Many Japanese soldiers put down their weapons and begged for surrender. Among them, the 165th Wing was the main one.

This group of Japanese actually raised their hands and surrendered under the leadership of their respective squad leaders or Cao Chang, but they couldn't even control the soldiers. What the hell is this? surrender.

This recruit unit is not considered a professional soldier at all, it is just a rookie who hastily pulled into the battlefield after two or three months of military training. drop.

In contrast, the remnants of the 55th and 56th regiments have much more backbone. Although they are all fleeing, these Japanese soldiers are completely different. One must fight desperately and never admit defeat, and there are very few surrenders.

They even built a defensive line around the artillery that was too late to retreat, so as to continue to kill the enemy and buy time for the large troops.

For these recalcitrants, the soldiers would not be reasonable, and directly ended their sinful lives with the weapons in their hands.

Where machine guns cannot reach, rockets and mortars are used. Where artillery is not effective, armored vehicles are called. Even the corpses all over the ground are not spared. All the stubborn little devils.

The battlefield was in chaos, and the soldiers of the third division were also terrified. They didn't care about the offensive formation, they followed the armored troops to pick up leaks, and rushed wherever there were little devils.

……

"Commander, Commander!" Deep in the mountains, a soldier wearing a grass ring walked through the dense forest and called forward softly.

"Hush, keep your voice down, brat, aren't you afraid of being discovered by the Japanese?"

A head popped out of the bushes, and if you look carefully, it is Long Wenwen, who has not been seen for many days.

I saw that he also had a grass ring on his head, his face was unshaven and oily, and his eye sockets and cheeks were sunken.

"Hey, little devil is now a mud bodhisattva, and it's hard to protect himself when crossing the river!"

The soldier was so excited that he danced and narrated what he saw: "The gang of turtles started to retreat... No, they should have fled. There are people all over the mountains and plains, and they are heading west!"

"It's still good to attend the seat, the little devil is still playing a fart."

Long Wenwen smiled, although his face was full of vicissitudes, his eyes were extremely bright: "Don't be a cat, come out!"

His words seemed to trigger a chain reaction, and the surrounding bushes rustled, and armed figures appeared one after another.

Everyone was just like Long Wenwen, with sallow and unkempt faces, and it was obvious that they had been hungry for days, but they were full of energy, like the night owls, with a seductive gleam in their eyes.

"It's annoying, it's annoying, take the first battalion to seize the road along the road, the second battalion, which is not spicy, outflanks, and the rest follow me to go straight to Huanglong!"

Long Wenwen put the gun on his shoulder, showing his trademark sinister smile: "Hey, it's time for us to perform!"

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"Huh...huh"

After running for more than 10 kilometers in one breath, he finally withdrew to the western mountains and forests. Tanaka Shinichi was out of breath, but what hurt more than his tired body was the heart of failure.

It's uncomfortable, the entire division fled across the board, and the troops that had a slight advantage disappeared in an instant. Tanaka wanted to cry but had no tears, and even wanted to commit suicide.

The team has all been broken up, and right now there is only one directly subordinate guard brigade who has been beaten and disabled. There are not even 500 people, and the other troops can't be contacted at all. It is not known how many people were withdrawn.

He only knew that the 56th Regiment was basically doomed, and that the 165th Regiment was also desperately fleeing after being defeated. The worst thing was the 55th Regiment.

"Master, can you drink some water?"

A major handed over the kettle, and Tanaka, who had already been thirsty, quickly took it and poured it into his mouth. He looked so embarrassed that he didn't have the demeanor of a division commander.

After replenishing the water, Tanaka breathed a sigh of relief, ignoring his thighs that were about to cramp, and immediately said to the staff officer as if: "Let the soldiers set up a radio station to get in touch with all the troops as much as possible, and then send out the communication soldiers to contact the scattered people around." The team like me is getting closer, go!"

"Hey!"

Although the main force of the division was defeated by the Huaxia people, there are still thousands of soldiers directly under it. No matter what, these soldiers must be gathered together, and if they are allowed to scatter and flee, the 18th Division will really be over.

Fortunately, most of the remnants of the various ministries have withdrawn to the mountains. The armored troops of the Chinese Xia people in the mountains and forests can no longer play a role. They can only continue to chase with infantry, which also gives them a chance to gather troops and fight back.

But what Tanaka didn't expect was that in the woods directly in front of him, a team that had been waiting for a long time was approaching them quietly...

(End of this chapter)