Lao Tzu is a Warlord

　　Little Japan became excited, and rushed forward screaming, what kind of iron-blooded army, they are all Chinese people without eggs, facing the soldiers of the Great Japanese Empire, there is only one dead end!

　　However, they don't even know that this is a trap.

　　Little Japan is walking towards the grave of Yamato no Orochi on the footsteps of death.

　　"Call me!"

　　Liang Zhixue issued an order, and the U-88 machine gun in his hand began to sweep. This machine gun was like a charge. With one shot, the whole battalion's gunshots rang out.

　　What is a bullet storm?

　　Now the weapons of the Jagged Army tell the little devil that this is called a bullet storm!

　　The continuous firing speed of the semi-automatic rifle, once swept up, can play the effect of a submachine gun.

　　The U-88 machine gun swept wildly, and it could overwhelm the crooked sub-machine gun of Little Japan.

　　It's so close, less than 100 meters away, you don't need to aim at all, just scan wildly.

　　Those little Japanese who rushed up fell down like cutting wheat.

　　The Jagged Army has a lot of bullets, and there are so many other battalions of the regiment headquarters of the No. 40 Division behind them.

　　and so.

　　The bullets didn't care about anything, and a metal storm formed in an instant, causing the death of large areas of Japan.

　　However, the Little Japan of the 236th Division is also very powerful. Under the metal storm of the Jagged Army, they kept hitting. A group fell, and another group rushed up.

　　The Bushido spirit makes them enough to face any death.

　　The glory of the emperor, after death, he served Amaterasu, so they are not afraid of any death.

　　It's a pity that Liang Zhixue told them that you are not afraid of death. Sometimes it doesn't work at all. More than two hundred semi-automatic rifles and 27-collar machine guns formed a metal storm, and hot metal bullets shot into the bodies of every little Japanese.

　　Sometimes the sound of a semi-automatic rifle is interrupted, inevitably accompanied by a click, and then the bullets begin to chug again.

　　"The iron blood army is so strong, the firepower..."

　　Kusano Kumi's beautiful eyes showed shock, and she was a little speechless at the next words. At first, she didn't think the Iron Blood Army was so strong.

　　But the firepower that erupted at this moment was simply too strong. The semi-automatic rifle had the effect of a submachine gun. It was really...

　　She really didn't know what to say.

　　Kusano Kumi is now a little rejoiced, fortunately there was no idiot rushing up just now, otherwise her flowery and delicate body would have turned into a corpse at this moment, and at the end of the war, she would face... a rape corpse... or be killed Wild dogs bite...

　　It is hard to imagine.

　　"They were able to erupt such a dense storm of bullets. However, such dense bullets definitely won't last long."

　　Jiro Ono had a gloomy face. He hadn't smiled since he entered the battlefield. He was extremely aggrieved, and he was restrained everywhere since he exchanged fire with the Iron Blood Army.

　　But he hasn't lost his mind yet. He has to wait until the iron-blooded army runs out of ammunition. Such a storm of dense bullets won't last long.

　　So Ono Jiro forced himself to calm down.

　　However, this level was just a few moments, and a brigade was thrown on the battlefield, and the firepower of the iron-blooded army on the opposite side weakened.

　　"."attack!"

　　Jiro Ono's samurai sword came out of its sheath with a clang, exuding a dazzling silver light, and issued an order for a general attack!

　　This time the attack was much better than the last time. This time the bullets were weakened, and three machine guns stopped working.

　　"Mortars, grenades!"

　　Ono Jiro shouted coldly: "Suppress the enemy's firepower for me!"

　　"Boom boom boom!"

　　So, under his order (Wang Dezhao), the artillery squadron moved forward, set up artillery mounts one after another, and then started firing/starting.

　　The first round landed ten meters in front of the position.

　　The second round landed on the ground, blowing up several soldiers of the Jagged Army.

　　In the third round, a machine gun position was blown up, and a dozen or so people were killed in a blocking position...

　　"Bah ah..."

　　Liang Zhixue shook the dirt on his body and wiped his face, his face was covered with black ashes: "Damn, I can't charge up, so I started firing cannons again. You have cannons, and I also have cannons!"

　　"What about the mortar, blast me, blast these little Japanese to death, and make them rampant!"

　　With the sound of bang bang bang, the dense shells on the position rushed out and suppressed the firepower of the opponent's little Japan for a while.

　　"Is this a battalion? Baga, this is almost approaching the artillery strength of a regiment!".

Chapter 475 The Puppet Army Charges Like Sparta

　　Kusano Kumi, who had been watching the battle, couldn't help complaining.

　　Even though she doesn't know how to command, she is good at observing and can tell what kind of artillery configuration this is. How can this be a battalion's artillery?

　　Moreover, the opponent's artillery technology can be seen as a veteran who has been trained for many years, suppressing the artillery of the Empire of Japan who is also skilled in operation.

　　The little devil was beaten so hard for a while that it was difficult to fight back, and the positions of the mortars and grenades kept shifting.

　　Jiro Ono wasn't in a good mood at first, but after you came and went and bombarded each other, he was in a better mood. Although he was pressed and beaten, the situation didn't seem so bad.

　　but……

　　The Jagged Army has something called ground artillery radar, which can detect where the artillery positions are based on the direction of the artillery shells.

　　So the special sound of the 85mm cannon deployed by the regiment rang out, and they continued to chase.

　　Unprepared, a mortar position was destroyed, and five mortars were directly blasted into the sky, fragmented and completely scattered.

　　"Damn cannon!"

　　Seeing the artillery shells flying over from the Jagged Army's position, directly killing one mortar position, and another shell killing another mortar position, Jiro Ono was itching with hatred.

　　Damn the cannon, he missed the new 122mm cannon very much at this time.

　　It would be nice if the 122mm cannon was here.

　　When the third mortar position was bombarded, the 85mm cannon finally stopped the bombardment.

　　This made Onojiro breathe a sigh of relief, but he began to worry again, because he didn't have many mortars left, and there were still a dozen more.

　　Damn it, why do the Jagged Army have so many cannons.

　　He's going crazy with jealousy now.

　　Onojiro felt that he was not fighting the Chinese, but the Germans.

　　Originally thought that the iron-blooded army was as strong as the imperial army, but who knew that a single face-to-face could reach such a level.

　　The fierce artillery fire caused heavy losses to the charging Japanese, and they finally began to retreat.

　　Ono Jiro was expressionless, blaming himself for his wrong judgment.

　　I would have made a tentative attack if I knew it earlier.

　　The artillery fire stopped, but the imperial soldiers retreated. Ono Jiro's chest was aching from anger, and he felt powerless in his heart.His eyes gradually shifted, and suddenly he thought of something, and his eyes turned to more than a thousand people behind him.

　　There is a regiment of puppet troops.

　　I can't help but feel moved, these puppet troops are usually nothing but grass, now is the critical time of life and death, the Imperial Association Army who has been shouting allegiance to the imperial army, now it's their turn.

　　So the captain of the little devils - Jiro Ono called the commander of the puppet army not far away.

　　"Now, the time has come to serve the imperial army, and your men lead your charge to the Chinese positions,"

　　Jiro Ono pointed to Liang Zhixue's position in front of him, and his tone was beyond doubt.

　　The commander of the puppet army looked at the joint captain and then at the position of the powerful iron-blooded army, smiled wryly, and begged for mercy: "My lord, look at our Imperial Association Army, which usually bullies and bullies guerrillas. Team, but in this situation we rush forward, there is no chance of survival at all!"

　　"Crack...crack...crack!"

　　Hearing this, Ono Jiro was furious, and slapped the commander of the puppet army three times, and said with an ugly face: "Hurry up and take your people to the top, otherwise, you will die!"

　　"Ugh!"

　　Wang Fuguo sighed heavily, lowered his head and covered his face, the little devil's attack was really ruthless, it really hurt his mother, he couldn't do anything, so he ran back to his army, and then he was killed by Jiro Ono who couldn't see him. place, spat out a mouthful of foam.

(bhbf) The red palm print on his face made him feel ashamed, but Little Japan's order must be carried out, who made him the Emperor's Association Army, he conveyed Ono Jiro's order.

　　But all the puppet soldiers hesitated when they heard this order.

　　"Tuan Zuo, you little devil is asking us to die."

　　A guy who looked like a battalion commander said: "Look at the situation of the Iron Blood Army. If we go up, do we still have a chance of survival?"

　　"Yes, Tuan Zuo, we don't even have cannons, and the ones we hold in our hands are made in Hanyang, rushing up is no different from dying!" Another battalion commander also said.

　　Hearing the words of the two capable generals, Wang Fuguo was silent for a while, yes, if you rush up, you will die, if you don't rush up, you will die, this day is really hard to live.

　　Wang Guofu's silence at this time emboldened the others, and one of them said: "Tuan Zuo, why don't we join the Jagged Army? I know you were the Second Devil for us."

　　"Honestly speaking, for so many years, we have really not been very happy. Everywhere we go, we are called traitors, like rats crossing the street, and the guerrillas make trouble for us. We are really not as good as a dog."

　　"Yes, we really don't want to die. After all, we are all Chinese. To die at the hands of our own people, and to die in the name of a traitor, is really ashamed of our ancestors."

　　The brothers under his command began to talk about it.

　　"Otherwise, we'll join the Iron Blood Army, Tuanzao, give an order quickly, or we're really doomed."

　　The voice of the battalion commander who spoke earlier sounded.

　　"Damn it! You are forcing the palace!"

　　Wang Fuguo hesitated, and then his eyes were full of determination, and he said impressively: "Okay, I'm going all out, we surrender voluntarily, the Iron Blood Army should not do anything to us, I heard that the life there is very good, it's like a paradise. "

　　"Anyway, it's death. For the future of the brothers, I have decided. When I charge later, put the gun in the sky for me. Dumb, get the white shirt ready. When it's 300 meters, hang the white shirt for me , Throw away the guns, let go of your feet, and run to the Jagged Army!"

　　"This puppet army, I don't want to be a puppet soldier anymore, what a motherfucker!"

　　As soon as Wang Fuguo's voice fell, there was a sudden response.

　　So the puppet soldiers started to run crazily, went into battle lightly, and charged in the direction of the Jagged Army one after another, feeling as heroic as Sparta. .

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