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The veteran squad leader, who had been silently wrapping grenades around his body, bit his teeth, stood up, puffed out his cheeks, and roared angrily: "Brothers of the fifth class, it's time for the old men to go with me." ”

A group of six soldiers silently came out of the ranks, each with a circle of grenades wrapped around them.

Obviously, they were preparing for the worst long after retreating into the second line of trenches. At this time, no one is lucky anymore, and it has come to the last moment when I die and you will die.

"Fifth squad leader 。。。。。" The young lieutenant's face turned pale the moment the veteran stepped forward with the soldiers.

Pale scary.

"Xiaobin, Lao Tzu is gone, but you have to give Lao Tzu a good life." The veteran said to his company commander without a head, turned around and left.

"Class 5 。。。。。" The young lieutenant subconsciously wanted to reach out and hold him, but after stretching out half more, he hung limply.

All the people present were brothers, and it was fair that the class decided by lottery was going to blow up tanks, and if he pulled the veteran, then who would?

Watanabe Katsuji was so proud that in just one battle, his chariot brigade directly broke through the position of the Shina people who had not broken through yesterday with hundreds of casualties in a day. His name will remain on the Watanabe family's wall of honor forever.

After this battle, Dazuo is already ironclad, and the flower of the stars is just around the corner.

Watanabe Katsuharu Nakasa's eyes had even crossed the battlefield, and in a few years, he would command a vast army of tanks to break through the capital of the Shina people, and make an immortal feat for the empire.

Obviously, Watanabe Nakasa, who had already been carried away by the impending victory, made a small mistake, the distance between the two trenches was too close, only twenty meters, and the infantry that followed his chariot was not the Imperial Army with strong combat discipline, but the puppet army called the two devils by the Chinese.

Maybe in order to survive, the puppet troops who can fight without fear of death can also burst out with unrealistic combat effectiveness, but when they reach a certain goal, especially when they see that there are trenches that can hide from the shells that the Chinese do not want money, they will still stupidly follow the master's tank to fight with the defenders? You know, the shells that are still falling are taking the lives of many of their colleagues.

The ferocity of the defenders at the cost of their lives actually frightened them, they had seen their own shells constantly explode on their own positions, and from time to time people were blown out of the trenches by shells, but they still did not hide from the shooting, resisting.

You can't fight hard with a madman, defend this place and wait for the follow-up troops to come, which is a great achievement, this is the idea of 90% of the puppet army, including the four puppet army company commanders and a major battalion commander who rushed here alive.

Almost without giving an order, several commanders hid in the trenches, and 90% of the puppet soldiers chose to hide in the trenches without showing their heads at all.

Those who climbed out of the trenches and followed the tanks were all those with few strings.

At such a close range, the national army, which was still desperately firing, naturally shot the puppet soldiers who dared to climb the trenches to the ground mercilessly, even if the machine guns of the Japanese tanks would sweep them down in the next second.

At a short distance of more than ten meters, the soldiers on both sides even felt the blood spurting from each other's bodies spraying on their faces, but no one wiped it, and the only thing they could do was to pull the bolt and pull the trigger at their fastest speed. At this time, the decision to determine who has the right to survive is not to dodge, but to bravely shoot more bullets in the face of the oncoming bullets.

When they meet on a narrow road, only the brave wins.

In the frenzied firefight, the veteran and his soldiers quietly approached their respective targets.

With a loud "boom", a soldier rushed forward directly against the huge shadow of the oncoming tank, and pulled the grenade on his body. Underneath the gloomy tank, no one could see his face at the last moment of his life, and the flames rising into the air seemed to be the roar of a soldier in the last moments of his life.

"Baga, kill him, kill him." Alarmed, Watanabe Katsuji saw a figure constantly approaching his tank from the lookout hole, and couldn't help but be terrified.

The tank gunner didn't bother to shoot the Chinese soldier in front of him with his machine gun, and chased the figure of the Chinese soldier who was approaching him. didn't even care about the dozen or so puppet soldiers not far from the tank.

The puppet army, who was still firing at the Chinese defenders in the trenches, was suddenly beaten on his back, and Watanabe Katsuji used his machine gun to prove the fact that bullets from his own men were far more terrible than those of the enemy.

However, this also led to the puppet soldiers who were still shooting at the national army and turned their heads and jumped into the trenches. At the time of life and death, not to mention their Japanese masters, it is their own father, and those goods who have forgotten their ancestors dare to use them to block guns.

Watanabe Katsuji Osa was sad, and the remaining tanks completely lost the protection of the infantry, and in this way, Chiguoguo was exposed to the hateful eyes of the Chinese soldiers.

Like a girl who has lost all her shyness and is only waiting for you to pick it, standing in the center of the confrontation between the two sides.

The veteran had been staring at the tank ten meters away for a long time, and he had reason to believe that this tank was the command vehicle of all tanks, and almost all the tanks' actions were carried out with this tank. What's even more special is that the side of this tank car is also printed with a flower logo that he can't read.

Other tanks did not, and this was destined to be a tank like no other.

Watanabe Katsuzo must have regretted printing the badge of the Watanabe family on his command car, usually pretending to be forced to be scolded at most, but pretending to be forced on the battlefield, really, will die.

The veteran, who dodged left and right, kept moving his position in the crater, finally approached the tank, kept moving forward and reversing, and tried to get out of a huge crater, and the tank used his own behavior to express the panic of the four members of the car.

"Yaga, find him, quickly." Watanabe Nakasa, who could no longer see the stubborn and tenacious figure of Chinese soldiers in the lookout hole, was unprecedented.

The danger that cannot be seen is the most terrifying thing for everyone, and that doesn't change just because they're Japanese.

Looking at the tank that was only one meter away from him, a smile appeared on the veteran's face, and now, the dog day can't escape.

Looking back at his back, the young lieutenant's miserable white face dozens of meters away came into view, and the veteran smiled with relief, fortunately, the bastard boy was lucky and still alive.

I don't know if it's an illusion, the veteran can even see the young lieutenant's moving mouth, which is to tell him not to jump over, just throw the grenade.

Because of the lesson of the previous death squad, if you blow up a tank with a grenade, you can't get close to the tank with the best tactical maneuvers, and you will be killed by machine guns on the way forward.

And now, it was too late, he didn't have time to unload the grenades and re-tie them up, the top cover of the Japanese Tucker was opening, and their machine guns would find themselves at any moment.

"I'll be your mother's little devil, let's die with Lao Tzu, haha!" Shaking his head slightly, he resolutely turned around, pulled the ring of the grenade on his body, and threw himself to the bottom of the tank with a long laugh with a long laugh.

With a "boom", the honor mark of the Watanabe family was smoked black by gunsmoke, and Watanabe Katsuji also became a roast chicken.

"Daddy。。。。。。" Li Guobin, a young lieutenant in the distance, finally couldn't help but shout out heartbreakingly.

His knees slammed to his knees and he slammed his head down, big tears and the scent of earth flowing freely on his face. 71210[.]