The Japanese in the cab were instantly beaten into pieces.

His upper body, including his head, was covered in dense blood holes.

The devil leaned over the steering wheel, then fell back on the seat, and the steering wheel was rotated in a circle.

The truck turned around as it rushed out of the barracks door and rushed towards the temporary sandbag position built by the Japanese on one side.

A moment later, with a loud bang, a huge mushroom cloud rose into the sky.

The air wave of the explosion blew away several special operations battalion soldiers more than 40 meters away.

The walls of the Japanese barracks were also blown open with a huge gap.

"What the hell!" Wang Xikui was a little dumbfounded, "The Japs packed a whole truckload of explosives?"

The other soldiers of the special operations battalion were also a little scared. What if it exploded in the middle of the crowd?

After the explosion, the barracks heard the strange sounds of Japanese charges.

Likewise, the puppet troops are in front and the Japanese are behind.

Those puppet soldiers were all good at it. They either rushed to get behind the Japanese, or stumbled and fell to the ground when they were near the door of the barracks.

However, the Japanese couldn't care so much, so they had to rush when they should.

These Japanese death squads were naked to the waist and had a white piece of cloth tied around their heads.

Holding a gleaming bayonet, he rushed out of the barracks door screaming.

It can be seen from the charge that these Japs are elites. Their fearless and fierce expressions are not something ordinary Japs can possess.

Behind the smoke, the moment the Japanese appeared, a sense of murderous intent and oppression filled the air!

The light and heavy machine guns in the Japs' turrets screamed wildly, providing cover for the charging Japs.

"Kill!" Wei Dayong's eyes were cold and stern.

The light and heavy machine guns and submachine guns of the special operations battalion fired at the same time, and countless tongues of flame formed an airtight rain of bullets and hit the Japanese.

Puff puff!

Bullets kept hitting the Japs' bodies, and blood mist splashed everywhere.

These charging Japanese soldiers fell down in pieces like wheat.

After the Japs in front fell, the Japs behind them charged forward one after another.

What greeted them was still the roar of light and heavy machine guns and submachine guns, rain of bullets shooting at their bodies, and cluster wooden handle grenades.

Until the last Japs fell, another half of the squad of Japs' death squads were wiped out.

Nagamine Masaki saw this scene from the command post in the barracks, and his face suddenly turned pale.

After three charges, nearly a hundred Japanese soldiers were killed.

Now he has one hundred troops each for the Japs and the puppets.

As for the puppet troops, Changfeng Zhengrong knew clearly whether they were the same or not.

Changfeng Zhengrong was puzzled. Which Eighth Route Army unit was on the opposite side? Why did it have such powerful firepower?

A squad leader was very embarrassed and hurried into the command post.

Nagamine Masei asked: "Tano-kun, have you figured out the location of the enemy's firepower points?"

"Report to the squadron leader!" The squad leader paused and said, "The Eighth Route Army has too many firepower points. There are no less than 10 heavy machine guns, no less than 30 light machine guns, and no less than 70 submachine guns. They all just move to another place.

Find a way to lock in the exact location!"

"So many?" Changfeng Zhengrong looked ugly.

Judging from the intensity of the firepower, he knew that the opponent's firepower was very strong, but he did not expect it to be so powerful.

"Squadron leader, have you requested tactical guidance from your superiors?" Captain Tian Tian asked.

"The phone line has been cut off." Changfeng Zhengrong said helplessly.

"Where did these damn Eighth Route Army come from!" Captain Tianye gritted his teeth, "Why did they suddenly appear at the door? Why didn't our bunker and patrol team notice anything?"

"The bunker should have been destroyed by the Eighth Route Army."

"The patrol was also killed."

Captain Tianye scolded: "Squadron Captain, you should have listened to me from the beginning and dug a secret passage to leave a way for everyone to escape."

"What's the use of talking about this now?" Changfeng Zhengrong said, "Let's think about how to break out."

…

Outside the barracks, Wei Dayong waited for a few minutes and saw no movement from the Japanese and puppet troops inside.

The devil is now a turtle in a urn.

Wei Dayong bowed and came to Wang Chengzhu: "Zhuzhu, listen to the sound of my gun as a signal. Fire six rounds of shells and stop after firing."

"Batalion Commander, are you waiting for the first battalion?" Wang Chengzhu asked.

"No wait." Wei Dayong said, "There are not many Japanese and puppet soldiers inside. Things will change later."

In a battle like this, which is almost a street fight, having more people is not necessarily a good thing, and it cannot be used at all.

Wang Chengzhu: "Yes!"

Later, Wei Dayong returned to the command position and ordered: "Get the grenade ready!"

Five mortars and more than thirty grenade launchers were set up by the soldiers.

Wei Dayong looked sternly and fired a shot into the air with his shell gun.

Snapped!

After the crisp gunshot, the gunner slid the mortar shell into the barrel, and the veteran put the grenade into the grenade barrel.

Accompanied by dozens of muffled sounds, artillery shells rose into the air one after another. After reaching the highest point, they slammed down towards the Japanese barracks.

…

In the command post of the barracks, Nagamine Masakai heard the scream of artillery shells, and his expression suddenly changed.

A chill rushed from the soles of my feet to the sky, sending chills down my spine.

The enemy used at least dozens of mortars and grenade launchers to fire at the same time to create such a movement.

The opponent is definitely the best among the best in the Eighth Route Army!

As expected by Nagamine Masairo, after a moment, Nagamine Masairo heard a series of violent explosions in his ears.

The Japanese and puppet troops were blown away and fled in all directions, looking for bunkers to take cover.

Just as a few Japanese soldiers and puppet soldiers hid in a bungalow, a mortar shell fell.

With a loud bang, several Japanese soldiers and puppet soldiers in the brick-and-tile bungalow returned to the west together.

"Oh my god!"

The puppet soldiers were so frightened by the movement that they even threw away their guns and lay on the ground with their heads in their hands, praying that the shells would not blow up.

Six rounds of shelling, including more than 200 rounds of artillery shells and grenades, plowed through almost all the Japanese barracks.

Then Wei Dayong yelled: "Bullmaster, blow the charge horn!"

The rapid charge horn sounded, and upon hearing this sound, the soldiers of the special operations battalion jumped up from behind the bunkers.

The soldiers of the 2nd company took the lead with their submachine guns in hand and rushed towards the door of the Japanese barracks.

The Japanese who had just been bombed once and were lucky enough to survive reacted and prepared to fight back, but were beaten into pieces by submachine guns.

Most of these veterans are "proficient" in their marksmanship. Not only do they react quickly, they can definitely bite the enemy with a long shot without wasting bullets.

Those puppet soldiers who were lucky enough to survive could not muster the courage to resist at all, so they chose to lie down.

Wang Gensheng pulled out a wooden-handled grenade and threw it at the Japanese gun tower. The grenade smoked and arced in the air.

Then he submerged into the turret through the machine gun hole.

After a muffled sound, a plume of smoke suddenly rose from the machine gun hole.

The soldiers rushed to the bottom of the gun tower, kicked open the door, went in and called the names of the Japanese one by one.

Soon, most of the Japanese were swept away like fallen leaves by the autumn wind.
Chapter completed!