The country is broken

"Baga!" Nakamura Kenhito slammed the microphone down on the phone, with sweat dripping from his forehead. The guerrillas came to attack a small military station like him. He was sure that this time he himself was in danger.

"Everything!" The guy who answered Nakamura Kenhito's call just now was hiding beside a telephone pole not far away, humming a little tune and pulling it out of the telephone pole twice. A phone line, picked up the receiver: "Hi! Moshi Moshi! Xianxian, right?! I'm Nakamura Takehito! Hi! Everything is normal! Hi! Long live the Emperor! Hi, hi!"

"Hey! It's done!" The guy who hung up the flying line from the telephone pole gave a good-natured smile and hung up the phone, and made a loop on the telephone line. colored electric sparks.

Such a malicious creation of a short circuit would inevitably burn down a lot of equipment on the Japanese army's communication lines.

While panicking and blindly firing in the Japanese stronghold, Li Wei's soldiers had already quietly started to move. The soldiers of the three squads crawled forward, jumping around like grasshoppers after autumn, but just relying on The aim of these miscellaneous soldiers is that they may not be able to hit even if they stand upright. The three squad leaders raised their heads and glanced at the door of the stronghold ahead, with mocking smiles on their faces, and winked at each other. Butcher the chicken, but the chicken insists on touching the bull knife. [

The Japanese soldiers in the stronghold have already noticed that the enemy outside is approaching. This is already an extremely dangerous distance, but the bullets they shot can only helplessly explode strings of gravel and mud around the opponent, without even hurting a single hair. It turned out that the opponent was really too cunning, using the nearby terrain to cover himself.

One of the squad leaders made a gesture, and a soldier moved forward to a distance of only 40 meters from the stronghold, and pulled out a grenade from his waist. This is a special offensive grenade, although there are not many pieces.But it can burst out a powerful shock wave, which is very suitable for fighting in closed spaces.

The grenade with green smoke flung it towards the gate of the stronghold, with a soft sound of thud, Yu Jin exhausted, bumped into the gate, and Gululu rolled on the edge of the door.

The sharp-eyed Japanese soldiers who saw this scene let out shrill screams like women, and anyone with a little military mind knew what this meant.

boom! ~

A faint wave of light that was almost visible to the naked eye flashed by, and a big hole appeared in the gate of the stronghold of the strong outside but in the shock wave of the explosion shock wave of the special offensive grenade made by the [-]th district team.The sandbags defending the door were also overturned several times.

Immediately afterwards, another offensive grenade was thrown, and it was held in the hand before throwing it out. It flew to the door and exploded in the air, directly blasting the half-damaged door to pieces.

When the Japanese soldiers inside the fence saw the gate fall, they were all in a state of panic. People outside the stronghold could almost see the panicked Japanese soldiers screaming and running around in yellow uniforms inside the gate of the stronghold that was blown open.

Amidst the sound of guns and guns, Harry and Murdoch, the two reporters, were thrilled to see it. The cameras in their hands flashed non-stop, and they were able to open the gate of the enemy's stronghold so easily.And the [-]th district team didn't even hurt a single person.The fourth company commander of the [-]th district team really did not break his promise and provided them with a wonderful actual combat performance.

Being able to witness a battle without any danger is really much more comfortable than the previous attack.

The three squads that were relatively close to the stronghold took the opportunity to rush under the wall of the stronghold.Pull out a few grenades at the same time and throw them inside the fence and at the door of the exploded stronghold. This time, the most explosive grenade is thrown. The blocky pieces are mixed with triangular steel pieces, which can be easily torn. Rotten human flesh and blood, causing terrible wounds.

Every explosion of a grenade can startle the ghosts and howls of the Japanese soldiers in the stronghold.

For a while, the small yard of the stronghold was bombarded with flames, and even the machine guns on the gun towers were shocked to a halt.

Pass! ~

The mortars of the [-]th District Team opened fire, and the precise guns blasted a large gap in the roof of the Japanese stronghold's gun tower. The [-]-caliber mortars were not comparable to the [-]-caliber ground throwers.The huge explosion power lifted an unsuspecting Japanese soldier on the top of the turret into the air, screamed and fell heavily on the ground outside the stronghold, shaking like a sandbag in the eyes of five Chinese and foreign reporters. After a few shocks, the howling sound stopped abruptly, and he fell straight from a height of more than ten meters, with blood spurting from the corner of his mouth, and he was dead.

The five reporters were not terrified.Watching a big living person fall to his death, although he is an enemy, the visual and mental impact is not something ordinary people can bear.

The Associated Press's Milone Joe still insisted not to look away, but Jasmine from the Ta Kung Pao and Wen Da from the Central Daily News couldn't help lowering their heads. It was obvious that their physique had nothing to do with their mental endurance. The calf-like Murdoch and Harry also had unnatural expressions, and the muscles on their faces twitched, obviously frightened.

"Oh, God, what a terrible death!" Murdoch still grabbed the camera and took a picture of the Japanese soldier who fell to his death.

The two platoon soldiers of the [-]th district team responsible for combat missions, including Li Wei, still didn't change their expressions, as if they were just throwing an inconspicuous chicken to death. They have almost seen such scenes too much. No matter how miserable the death is, I have not seen it uncommonly. [

The fighters of the three squads who had already broken into the outside of the stronghold's wall were not in a hurry to rush in. Today was not a routine assault, but a show of fighting together for the reporters to see, and they had brought enough equipment.

More than a dozen wine bottles were taken out, the mouths of the bottles were lit, and they were thrown directly into the stronghold. Amidst the clear sound of glass shattering, a ball of flames splashed everywhere. To deal with the enemy's small building, if you want to catch them alive , the use of mixed combustion is perfect.

The pungent black smoke that rose from the burning flames made the Japanese soldiers in the stronghold unable to bear it any longer. This kind of traditional earth-made biochemical weapon that was almost preserved by the three regiments from the Hundred Regiments War did have its unique killing effect However, no one can imagine what kind of killing effect the irritating smoke produced by several kinds of added burning materials can have on people. At least none of the live pigs used for experiments can survive for half an hour.

Although this kind of smoke does not affect the quality of the meat, the live pigs that died in the experiment were cleaned up by the cooking team, and everyone had a tooth sacrifice.A Japanese army team in the stronghold was smoked like a live pig. Because it was a devil in the blockhouse, it had bad luck for eight lifetimes. The door at the bottom of the blockhouse was also blown open by a grenade, and by the way was thrown into a burning The smoke and fire billowed and floated upwards in the blockhouse. The first floor won the bid, and the upper floors were unlucky. Who knows that the shooting holes of a blockhouse-style building are so big.

"What about Nakamura?! Others can't take it anymore, everyone will have to play tricks!" A sergeant yelled at the squad leader, Nakamura Kenhito, whose face was almost smoked into a black face.

"Amu is dead, I was choked to death, I would rather die in battle than be turned into a roast pig!" A soldier yelled sadly, "Captain, think of a way!"

"Emperor! Come and save us!" Many soldiers howled in dismay.

The fire in the brick-and-timber building was getting more and more intense. The machine guns and mortars in the building had long been silent. Many soldiers on the firing positions jumped directly to the next floor regardless of the burning wooden stairs, crying. Rushed and rushed out of the gun tower.

"Burn, burn well, good luck, more and more burning!" Li Wei cursed viciously, as long as he was an enemy, he would forget all about humanitarianism.

"No way! Let's just give up here! Nakamura!" The sergeant of Gong Bao, who had been smoked into a black face, couldn't bear to go up to the gate of heaven like this. Zhengwang's wooden stake rolled and fell from the top of his head, smashing his head into the fire next to him, and his two legs exposed outside the fire struggled twice, and did not move again.

The tragic death of Sergeant Cao seems to have made up the Japanese squad leader Nakamura Kenhito. He pulled out his samurai sword and shouted with all his strength: "Brothers, rush to me, fight hard! You are blessed by the Emperor alive, and everyone will be blessed when you die." Get together in Huangquan, let's go!" Even in this situation, he also understood that even if the reinforcements from Xian County arrived, it would be too late, after all, fire and water, a burning blockhouse is almost no better than a coffin .

The courage of the team leader Nakamura Takehito at this moment has almost become the last straw for the other soldiers in the stronghold. In order to survive, he can't care about anything.

The Japanese soldiers in the stronghold really couldn't make it through. Instead of being burned to death and smoked to death, it would be better to rush out and fight for survival.

A group of Japanese soldiers rushed out from the gate of the stronghold with bayonets in their hands, screaming. The soldiers guarding the gate did not stop them, but backed away a few steps to avoid the enemy's hand grenades clearing the way.

And this is exactly the effect Li Wei wanted, to fume the rats and force the devils to come out of the stronghold. Without solid buildings and fortifications, the devils can do nothing about the rest.

At this point, the Japanese army had to follow Li Wei's script.

A platoon of soldiers had already been waiting at the stronghold for a long time, and all bayonets were shot. In order to highlight the effect, they did not use the blued and blackened bayonets of the district team standard, but used the sharpened white blades.

The organizational system of the [-]th District Team still retains the shadow of the former Japanese comrade Masao Miyamoto, but each organization is almost equivalent to the reinforced level, and the number of people in a platoon is roughly equivalent to a standard Japanese army team.