Age of Rebirth

The artillery blasted the devil's position, the smoke was billowing, the dust was flying, and the devil's defensive position was shrouded in a whirlwind of death. The devil was like a lamb to be slaughtered. on the head.

This is completely an asymmetrical firepower attack. The only few artillery pieces of the devils, just fired a cannon, and the artillerymen of the Bloody Hands captured the target. The artillery that was blown into parts, and the broken limbs and arms of the devil's artillery were scattered on the newly sprouted grass.

The Manchukuo soldiers on the first line of defense received unexpected care. All the guns landed on the devil's position behind. I didn't have a single shot on my body. I watched the swarms of guns whistling and flying overhead. , these national soldiers, their faces were pale, and the guns in their hands had been thrown far away, as if they were holding a red-hot iron rod.

I kept chanting, I don't want to fight the old man on the other side, I don't have a guy in my hand, it's all the little Japanese who forced me to come here! [

The artillery fire extended, and the troops began to charge. Those officers of the Manchukuo capital division who were determined to work for the devils still resisted stubbornly. Under the yelling of the division commander, they poked their heads out of the trenches, and the guys in their hands were about to embrace the fire.

If a person wants to die, he can't stop him, and he doesn't even look at what will happen to the devils behind him. How many of them can stand?Before these hardcore traitors could shoot, there were sparse gunshots in the charging team, and the guns accurately hit these guys on the foreheads, and the flying caps with white brains stimulated the fragile nerves of these national soldiers.

The commander of the capital division is a big man, and the military rank mark on his shoulder has given him special care. Two shots hit his head almost at the same time, and the brains splashed all over the face of a pseudo-officer beside him. Shouting, throwing the pistol far away, rolling his eyes, he was scared to death, but dodged a shot that went straight to his forehead, and fell to his whole body.

This is the masterpiece of the snipers who cover the soldiers' charge in the back. Their task is to shoot and kill all the enemies who dare to resist when the troops charge.

The rest of the national soldiers were shaking like chaff, holding their heads in their hands, digging their buttocks, and knelt on the ground. This is no joke. See, these officials were bluffing just now!In the blink of an eye, everyone's heads turned into rotten watermelons.

The soldiers didn't even look at them, they passed by them like a gust of wind, and there was a special department behind them to deal with them. Thousands of people were in the same posture, which was also spectacular!

There were only a few devils alive on the battlefield, and their performance was not much better than those of the national soldiers. But before they died, they remembered that they were the imperial army of Japan, and those who bared their teeth and claws had to show a bit of bushido spirit. You're welcome, with a "snap" shot, there is a hole in the forehead, and the "puchi" bayonet is so heart-warming.

Stepping on the devil's corpse, the soldiers rushed into Xinjing, the so-called capital of the Puppet Manchukuo, and fell into the hands of the Blood Hands in less than three hours.

As Tang Qiuli expected, the resistance in the urban area was extremely weak, and all the regular devils had been wiped out on the outskirts of Xinjing. In the urban area, there were only scattered Japanese and puppet armed personnel, and they were quickly eliminated by the army. Yes, each unit rushed to different targets according to the combat plan, but the armed Japanese expatriates caused trouble to the troops.

Tang Qiuli's direct guard and cavalry detachment were in charge of dealing with Xinjing's airport, and encountered some trouble on the way to attack the target.

A group of armed expatriates, both men and women, behind the barricades set up on the street, relying on temporary fortifications built with sandbags, launched a surprise attack on the advancing troops. The detachment suffered casualties for the first time, and more than a dozen soldiers fell to their horses.

The troops quickly concealed, this mob was the opponent of the soldiers, a burst of light and heavy machine guns, submachine guns and grenades, the temporary sandbag fortifications were blown up, all these armed expatriates were wiped out, according to the rules of the Bloody Hands, no resistance, no Japanese nationals with weapons, except for the confiscation of all property, will not take their lives.

But these guys wanted to die by themselves, so there was no other way. Liu Chun was so angry that his eyes were red. In the peripheral battle, the troops did not suffer a single casualty.

Tang Qiuli stepped forward to comfort Liu Chun, but before he could open his mouth, a bullet shot out from a nearby house, screaming and flying past his face, making the hairs on his body explode, and Battelle beside him quickly blocked him. In front of him, another bullet hit Battelle on the shoulder.

The bright red blood stained his clothes, Battelle's body shook, and a dozen guards quickly formed a human wall in front of Tang Qiuli and Battelle. The house was smashed to pieces, and sawdust flew around.

After the gunfire stopped, the soldiers directly under the guard rushed into the house angrily, their deputy captain was wounded, and the soldiers were aroused into a skyrocketing rage.

Unexpectedly, the two young Japanese women, who were only slightly injured, were escorted out of the house by the soldiers. These two Japanese women struggled desperately, kicking and hitting the people beside them. The soldiers, with a cold light like a she-wolf in their slender eyes, kept cursing in their mouths, and two [-] guns were held by the soldiers in their hands.

Tang Qiuli frowned. Of course he could understand what they were cursing, and the soldiers who knew Japanese also understood, and all turned their searching eyes to the commander.

To be honest, if there were two Japanese men, the soldiers of the guards would have dealt with them long ago just by injuring the vice-captain. However, these were two young Japanese women, not bad looking, wearing student uniforms, He was only eighteen or nineteen years old. [

Tang Qiuli let out a long sigh. He hated the Japanese, and all the soldiers of the Bloody Hands hated the invaders who invaded their homeland and slaughtered their relatives. However, we are not Japanese devils like animals after all.

Tang Qiuli called Xiao Xie, the hygienist. She was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl in a well-fitting military uniform, with a slender figure, a belt, and two short braids. She was clean and neat. She has a smile on her face, and whenever she is camping, she can hear her singing happily. Because of her serious work, responsibility, and excellent medical skills, she is deeply loved by the soldiers directly under the guard, and they all regard her as their little sister.

The hygienist started to work quickly. Tang Qiuli turned his head and explained the task to Liu Chun. He just said a few words and exclaimed. He turned around and was stunned by the scene in front of him.

The young hygienist was lying in a pool of blood, with a short knife stuck in his chest, his bright eyes had dimmed. Two Japanese women, one with blood on their hands, the other was still tightly pinching the hygienist's neck , The two laughed wildly, with a kind of perverted madness.

When the hygienists bandaged their wounds, the wounded parts were sensitive parts of the women. The soldiers all turned around and turned their backs to them. At this moment, a Japanese woman suddenly pulled out a short knife and stabbed the hygienists fiercely. Chest, another Japanese woman, while strangling her neck.

A life as bright and sunny as a flower was cruelly taken away by a crazy Japanese woman, and she was healing the wounded devil who took her life. In her kind heart, she couldn't believe this fact .

The mountain tiger kicked the two crazy Japanese women to the ground one by one. The soldiers were stunned by this sudden change. The cute little sister did not fall on the battlefield, but was rescued by the Japanese woman she wanted to save He was brutally killed, and immediately, anger erupted like a volcano, and the sound of pulling the bolt of the gun rang out.

Tang Qiuli was full of bitterness in his heart. He couldn't understand the real thoughts of that animal nation, because he couldn't bear it for a while. A young soldier fell under the hands of two Japanese lunatics. When I was young, every time I met myself, I smiled brightly and saluted myself very formally.

Xiaoling also likes her very much and treats her like her own sister, but now Tang Qiuli doesn't want to think about it anymore, turns around and leaves, and leave these two dehumanized lunatics to the soldiers, they don't deserve life right.

When they arrived at the airport, the two planes had just taken off. There were still more than [-] fighters and bombers of the Devils on the airport. The plaster marks on the wings were dazzling red.

He ordered these planes to be blown up, and then he came to the pseudo-emperor palace, which was in a mess everywhere, and one could imagine the embarrassment of the so-called emperor when he fled in a hurry. They should be on the two planes.

It is only one step away from capturing the emperor alive. If that happens, the history of the Northeast and even the whole of China may have to be rewritten. The footsteps of history will go in different directions at a certain turning point. It seems that history is history. Anyone can't change easily, Tang Qiuli shook his head and smiled wryly.

The soldiers of the special detachment were searching for the remaining Puppet Manchukuo personnel. Tang Qiuli called Fu Qiang and Fu Gang, the captains of the team, and told them that everything here, everything of value, would be taken away. They are cultural relics and celebrity calligraphy and paintings. They must be carefully packaged and no mistakes are allowed. These are all national treasures.

If we don't take these things away, they will be snatched by the looting little devils. After counting, I must be present when packing. Then, the special detachment will send a squadron of troops to send them back immediately Base, Tang Qiuli told the two brothers very seriously.

Finally, he came to the radio station, which is the location of the "Voice of Manchuria" radio station of the puppet Manchukuo. A brigade of the three detachments has completely controlled the place. captive.

Tang Qiuli asked them to turn on the broadcasting equipment. The announcers looked at the young man with suspicion on their faces. From the degree of respect these soldiers had for the young man, they guessed that the young man was not easy.

Tang Qiuli asked a female announcer to start broadcasting according to the script he wrote.

"Voice of Manchuria radio station, start broadcasting now, the following will broadcast the commander of the Anti-Japanese Bloody Hand Regiment Xueshou Qiuli, a letter to the citizens and a letter to the Japanese invaders"