Super Dictator

Not long after, the Japanese soldier raised his head out of boredom and found that the patrolling soldier who had just left had come over again.

"These lazy guys turned back so quickly." The Japanese soldier who raised his head secretly despised in his heart.

What are you doing walking towards me? Don't disturb my rest. The Japanese man raised his head and looked at the patrolling soldiers walking towards him openly.

"Hey, why are you here without patrolling?" The Japanese man couldn't help but asked when he saw the patrol officers getting closer and closer.

"Baga!" Unexpectedly, the patrolling soldier shouted softly. When the Japanese was stunned, he quickly drew a big knife from behind and chopped off the Japanese's head with one blow.

The other soldiers were not slow in their actions. They had already found their targets before their own soldiers made a sound. They took action almost at the same time, and the five Japanese were quietly eliminated.

"I don't know what nonsense you are talking about. I can only speak Baga." The person who took action first murmured to himself in a low voice.

At the same time, the same scene was staged on the 7th Regiment's position. Dozens of Japanese soldiers died inexplicably until some Japanese soldiers discovered something unusual.

"Enemy attack, enemy attack." The real Japanese patrol officer shouted a warning, and immediately the siren sounded.

When Huzi and others were exposed, they did not panic. Instead, they quickly took out the grenade from their arms, pulled it and threw it towards a crowded place.

Suddenly, the sound of booming and booming could be heard.

What frightens the Japanese soldiers even more is that in addition to these grenades, even the other people around them can't believe it. Just now they were soldiers wearing Japanese military uniforms, but they pointed their guns at their companions.

Who is the enemy and who is one of our own? The Japanese are a little at a loss.

Seeing this panic, a Japanese second lieutenant shouted loudly: "Commands. Anyone who cannot answer the command is a Qing soldier."

The second lieutenant's voice gradually calmed down the panicked soldiers. The battle line was filled with Japanese shouting commands.

Since we can't use cold shots, let's attack fiercely.

"Kill." Huzi roared wildly, raised his rifle, and shot the Japanese who was shouting the command in front of him with one shot.

"Kill!" More than two hundred forwards roared unyieldingly, firing bullets at the evil enemy.

Bang bang bang,

On the battlefield, the sporadic gunfire finally became extremely fierce. The two sides used guns at a distance, and started fighting with bayonets at a close distance.

Of course, the Chinese army has one more weapon, and that is grenades.

Almost every soldier would throw a grenade before shooting, and the Japanese were blown away for a while.

His limbs flew around, and his head was beheaded by the Wei Zijun soldiers who came from behind.

Huzi took the lead, like a tireless machine, leading his soldiers to break through quickly. The Japanese defense lines one after another were ineffective. Before the Japanese soldiers could react, the grenade thrown by Huzi was has fallen at their feet.

"Quick, quick!" Ma Yucuo shouted loudly, urging his soldiers. Huzi led the team to rush forward, so he had to speed up. When he saw the Japanese who were still alive in front, he stepped forward to fire a shot.

Hearing the constant explosions in front of him, Ma Yuxi looked at the only two grenades in his arms with some depression, thinking in his heart that he should use them sparingly, and he couldn't compete with those desperate guys in front of him.

Mihaoshi was awakened by the continuous explosions. Without saying a word, he grabbed the clothes on the bedside, put them on randomly, and then shouted and directed the troops while reporting the situation upwards.

A large number of resting soldiers in the rear of the 7th Regiment quickly ran towards the front line of the position. They were not deeply asleep to begin with, so naturally they could get up as soon as the whistle was blown, and they could go to the battlefield as soon as they grabbed their guns.

Before these soldiers arrived on the battlefield, they heard the roar of cannons, and then the shells rang out from the front of the position and plowed towards the rear like a field.

The boom finally reached the eyes of these Japanese people. Amid the exclamations of the soldiers, countless Japanese people were thrown up high like riding on a roller coaster, and then fell down piece by piece.

Some clever Japs lay down on the spot, holding their heads tightly with their hands, buried in the ground like a pheasant.

Boom, boom. The shell passed here and finally fell to the rear.

The living Japanese stood up with lingering fear and took a look, only to see craters every few meters, passing from the front and spreading towards the back, leaving behind corpses on the ground.

Hu Zi, who was rushing at the front, spat out a mouthful of dirt angrily, jumped up from the ground, and cursed: "Wang Shizhen, he usually does things in a very orderly manner, how could he do such a stupid thing at an important moment? I If you take two more steps, you will be killed by his cannon. You must argue with him after you get out."

The sergeant next to him who was also almost killed at the hands of his own men said with a clear face: "Brother Tiger, it's not that Mr. Wang didn't take the shot accurately, it's that we ran too fast, and we were already an unknown distance farther away than we estimated beforehand. If Mr. Wang had not acted accordingly and sized up the situation and moved forward a little further, we would have died long ago."

Huzi turned his mouth to both sides and said with a smile: "Really? Who told those Japanese to be indifferent? Brothers, keep charging."

On the artillery position of Wei Zijun in Yushu Fort, Wang Shizhen fired all the shells at once. He seemed to have lost all his strength and became a little sluggish and low on energy.

"Blow up all these cannons." Wang Shizhen looked at the sergeant waiting for his order, waved his hand and said.

A shocking loud noise resounded in the Elm Castle, shaking the surrounding ground. Wei Jichen's horse raised its front hooves in shock, almost throwing him off.

Wei Jichen pulled on the reins and stared anxiously in the direction of the artillery position. When Wang Shizhen led a group of artillerymen appeared in his sight, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Let's go!" Wei Jichen nodded to Wang Shizhen, looked at Cheng Bushi, and shouted an order to the soldiers.

The last Chinese soldiers in Elm Fort also trotted forward quickly.

As early as there was an explosion on the battlefield, a sergeant reported the situation to the commander of the 5th Brigade, Shang Min.

"Want to escape? Don't even think about it!" Osako Shangmin immediately guessed Wei Jichen's intention, clenched his hand into a fist and slammed it on the table.

"Order, all the troops of the 19th Regiment, all the brigades, and all the active soldiers, set out immediately, pursue immediately, report the situation to the division commander, and at the same time request the deployment of Sato Masaru 17th Regiment, which is pretending to attack Anagi Castle, to join this hunting operation "Among them." Osako Naotoshi said three and two in one breath, showing how excited he was.

After the order was given, he still refused to give up. With a group of staff, he personally mounted a military horse and joined the pursuit.

The Japanese soldiers of the 19th Regiment were refreshed when they heard Osako Shangtoshi's order. The enemy fled, Wei Jichen escaped, and even the God of Death escaped. What else is there to fear?

These Japanese soldiers have deep resentment towards Wei Jichen, who has been ravaging their self-esteem and demanding their lives for the past two days. Now when they hear the good news, there are still some who are not excited.

Without saying a word, these soldiers immediately picked up their weapons and ran towards Elm Fort howling.

Unfortunately, by the time they rushed to Yushu Fort, Wei Jichen and others were already empty, leaving only a pile of scrap metal.

Of course, these soldiers would not give up. When they heard the gunshots coming from the front, they knew that these Chinese and the 7th Regiment were in a fierce battle.

Dafu Shang Min, who came from behind, couldn't hold himself back. He was eager for revenge and raised his hand, wanting to attack Wei Jichen from both sides.

As a result, countless Japanese people roared and rushed forward.

At the position of the 7th Japanese Infantry Regiment, Miyoshi Chengxing was also a little confused by the round of bombings. However, he quickly realized that he was on the defensive side. If Wei Jichen wanted to escape, he had to attack his own position. Why should he? Send them forward, or wait for them to come and die.

He ignored the breached defense lines and ordered the remaining soldiers to defend on the spot and build new lines of defense.

Miyoshi Chengxing's move was indeed effective. Originally, he was sending troops to the already chaotic battlefield as if to add fuel. After the soldiers joined the battlefield, they immediately became chaotic and could not form an effective defense line at all.

This time he reorganized the battle line, stood ready, and ordered the soldiers not to take a step back.

On the fighting front, Huzi wiped the blood and sweat from his face and looked forward, but did not see the Japanese soldiers coming.

Looking to the left and right, although the soldiers who charged together caught the Japanese by surprise and were assisted by the artillery team, they still suffered a lot of losses. Only about a hundred of the two hundred people were left. The rest would have been dead if they had not been shot. When he fell to the ground, he entered the wounded barracks at the back.

As soon as Huzi paused, Ma Yucuo led his men and horses to overtake him.

The two men joined forces and rushed forward together.

"Kill." After Wei Zijun took care of the remaining Japanese around him, he headed towards another line of defense.

Bang bang bang,

Da da da…

The Gatling gun was fired from the Japanese position. The Gatling gun was a weapon invented by the Yankees. The shooter turned the handle to continuously rotate the barrel to complete continuous shooting.

Two Gatling guns fired wildly at the charging Chinese soldiers.

The Chinese soldiers who were heading forward were caught off guard and more than a dozen of them were shot down in one fell swoop. Huzi and Ma Yucu both gasped.

The four Chinese soldiers rushed forward unbelievingly, then raised the grenades in their hands. Before they could throw them out, they were shot into brushes.

"I'll fuck your mother, let me do it!" Huzi cursed wildly, got up and ran forward. He was seen rolling, crawling, or moving left and right, constantly dodging the bullets and approaching the enemy quickly. Army machine gun positions.

Click, click, click, Huzi suddenly staggered, his body was stunned, and he lost the sharpness he had just now. It turned out that his arm was shot, and blood was pouring out. Ma Yuxi was frightened when he saw it, for fear that he would not be able to hold on.

The sergeants of Wei Zijun fired fiercely to cover the tigers.

"Ah! Die for me!" Huzi endured the huge pain in his arm, gritted his teeth, threw the grenade, and then rolled to the side.

With a bang, a Japanese machine gun was completely silenced.