Sword life

Chapter 143 Sweeping the Enemies
[You killed Lieutenant General Little Devil, you will be rewarded with 128000 points! 】

[You killed three chiefs, reward 96000 points! 】

[You killed seven majors, reward 56000 points! 】

Zhang Gang's face was beaming with joy, but it wasn't much. This shot earned more than 30 points, which was not as much as the last shot.

Last time, more than 30 lieutenants were taken away with one shot, and 50 points were earned in one shot, which is much fatter than this shot.

The commander of the Kwantung Army seems to be a general. If it is a lieutenant general, it should be a division commander, but I don’t know which division it is.

Inside the headquarters of the Kwantung Army, it was a different scene. The iron and fire blasted all the walls of the headquarters, leaving only a few pillars.

The health guards rushed over to search for survivors in the ruins. At this moment, another shell hit a house 50 meters away. Countless broken bricks and tiles flew up and knocked down the health guards. one slice.

The health guards had to crouch on the ground, waiting for the shelling to end. The little devil's garrison blushed and rushed up against the shelling.

[You killed seventeen majors, and rewarded you with 126000 points! 】

[You killed 33 little devils elite soldiers, reward 6600 points! 】

This cannon only earned 6600 points, which was less than [-] points. Zhang Gang used his arms to turn the muzzle and shoot in another direction.

At this time, in a conference room, several elders were struggling to negotiate with the little devil, hoping to be promoted to the same treatment as the deputy chief.

The Japanese made a rare concession. The minister and the deputy minister were paid the same, but an allowance was added, which was only given to the Japanese deputy minister.

"Why...!" A widow was not willing to stand up against the case, and was about to say something harsh, when suddenly a shell hit, smashing the roof, and flames and steel ruled the entire conference room.

After the explosion, the old man's face was covered with blood, and he said with difficulty: "It's okay not to pay the subsidy, why don't you use cannons!"

After speaking, he tilted his head and returned to the west.

Accompanied by them are the Japanese vice-ministers leaning forward and backward. This cannon almost wiped out the Wild Boarskin Tribe!
[You killed seven lieutenant colonels of the Puppet Manchukuo, and you will be rewarded with 56000 points! 】

[You killed the five majors of the little devil, and you will be rewarded with 40000 points! 】

In the yard, Zhang Gang felt a little regretful. The income from the first shot was really too little. It was still comfortable to wear wool from the Kwantung Army Command.

After complaining, Zhang Gang continued to shoot, his hand as steady as Mount Tai, and shot out one after another.

[You killed 39 soldiers of the Puppet Manchukuo, and you will be rewarded with 19500 points! 】

[You killed a Lieutenant General of Puppet Manchukuo, and you will be rewarded with 64000 points]

After a random explosion, another 80 million points were obtained, and Zhang Gang's points had recovered to 300 million. He couldn't be happier.

Is this the correct usage for me?

[You killed 8500 soldiers of the Puppet Manchukuo, and you will be rewarded with [-] points! 】

Zhang Gang frowned, the income was a bit low, less than [-] in one shot, it seems that he still overestimated the background of the fake wild boar skin.

Open the tactical map and find that there are densely packed red dots, and the nearest red dot is less than one kilometer away.

I have to retreat, my old Zhang is not the one to earn the last point.

After a few minutes
"Is it here?" A small group of little devils kicked open the gate like crazy, rushed into the house, after a search, they finally found the heavy artillery in the yard.

At this time, the timer number is reset to zero, drop!

After a loud noise, the heavy artillery, the rockery, and the little devil all exploded into pieces.

"Baga, how could there be such a thing!" Kenkichi Ueda, who was blind in one eye, was furious in the headquarters of the Kwantung Army.

In the Kwantung Army's actual control area, a Soviet-made M1937 152mm howitzer appeared, which is more unacceptable than finding an elephant in a herd of pigs.

The M1937 152mm howitzer is not a small gadget. It weighs eight tons and has a barrel length of five meters. It is the size of a house. How did it come in?

Moreover, this heavy artillery fired fifty shells back and forth. How did these shells come in?

"Maybe it was disassembled into parts and brought in quietly for assembly?" said a staff officer.

"Even if it's assembled, what about the gun barrel? It's five meters long and weighs two tons. Ordinary vehicles can't carry it at all."

Inside the headquarters, the air became frozen again, until a messenger hurried over: "Report, Your Excellency Commander, the artillery has the serial number of the Soviet Army!"

Everyone was shocked. This incident was completely beyond their imagination. If the munitions purchased from the Soviet Union attacked the headquarters of the Kwantung Army, it had little to do with the Soviet Union, but if it was the active equipment of the Soviet Army that attacked the Kwantung Army, The nature is completely different.

"Are you sure it's the Soviet army's active duty establishment?"

"Sure!"

"Kill it!" Ueda Kenkichi's one-eyed fierce red light came out, the chief of staff was killed, and he was blinded in one eye, more than 30 assistant officers were killed in the bombing, and the lieutenant officer suffered nearly a hundred casualties. This bloody revenge must be reported!

"Give me an order to gather the [-]st, [-]th, and [-]th Divisions and gather them to the border!"

On the other side, looking at the blood stains all over the ground, Chief Wild Boar trembled all over: "No, I don't want to be a chief anymore, let my brother come, I really can't."

All ambitions and revitalization of the wild boar tribe all vanished in the face of bloody reality.

"Chief, you have to cheer up, this man, it's not that you don't want to be a man. It doesn't matter if the minister dies, and it doesn't matter if the deputy chief dies, but you can't be less!" I can't help but feel terrified.

On March 1938, 3, the headquarters of the Kwantung Army was attacked by heavy artillery from the Soviet Army.

The wild boar tribe was also hit hard. Seventy percent of the chief and deputy chief were killed, and most of the rest were seriously injured. Less than ten people could attend the meeting.

(End of this chapter)