Sugimoto did not expect that the Chinese army would retreat from the frontal battlefield so quickly. But he soon understood:

The most brutal street fighting is about to begin!

The commander of the Chinese army wanted to use this trick!

In street fighting, the superiority of weapons will be diminished to the greatest extent, and no one can know when a bullet will fly from the shadows and end the life of a best soldier.

However, Sugimoto Kazushin had no choice. The commander of the Chinese army was probably Wang Weiyi, and he was well aware of the imperial army's eagerness to occupy Xiguan and launch a direct attack on Songjiang.

So he told the Japanese commander his intentions, and Sugimoto Kazushin had only one way:

Go into battle according to the train of thought of the enemy commander!

That's the scariest thing ever

A large number of Japanese troops, after suffering great losses, finally set foot in Xiguan, what awaits them? No one can give them this answer

Guo Yunfeng lay quietly on the roof, the rifle in his hand carefully searching for the target

He prefers to use a rifle to kill his enemies rather than a submachine gun, and watching them fall in the muzzle of his own guns gives him a great sense of satisfaction.

Strangely, he always felt that he had experienced a fiercer battle than this, but he didn't have the slightest impression in his mind.

Maybe it's because the fighting has been too fierce lately, and I'm hallucinating, right?

It must be like this.

I saw the Japanese! Guo Yunfeng pulled the bolt.

One, two, three, three ghostly heads, the Japanese Guo Yunfeng, who was moving forward cautiously, showed a smile on the corner of his mouth:

Cruel smile!

It's a pity that they are all ordinary soldiers. How much does this make Guo Yunfeng not have much sense of accomplishment, how good it would be to be able to kill a few Zhongzuo Dazuo or something like Wang Weiyi?

The muzzle of the gun had been locked onto the target, and the fat guy in it looked so ugly

The finger was already on the trigger

There was a muffled "thud" and the bullet went through the head of the Japanese soldier accurately, and then. He saw the body of an obese Japanese soldier fall to the ground with a bang

The two Japanese beside him panicked and hurriedly released their guns everywhere aimlessly

Guo Yunfeng smiled, and quickly killed a good sniper here, and he would never continue to stay in the same place after killing a target

made a bet with Sidao to see who killed more Orientals, and Zhang Sandao swore that he would never lose this gamble.

That four knives are so annoying, and the nickname is similar to his own name. And he always looks very dragged, isn't it just a few more days with the major?

This time, I have to knock him down no matter what, otherwise I will still be able to hold my head up in front of him in the future?

I checked the submachine gun in my hand, and this guy is really good. It's much easier to use than the ones you use.

He hid in a house whose owner did not know where Lu Dao had fled after the war. I was a little hungry, and I searched the house for a long time before I found half a bowl of pickles.

Really. I don't know how to leave some food down. Don't you know that the soldiers of the National Revolutionary Army also need to eat?

Pickles are pickles, Zhang Sandao picked up half a bowl of pickles, and looked in the room, there was a large wardrobe in the corner, which seemed to be suitable for Tibetans.

Open the cabinet and it's empty.

Really intimate, Zhang Sandao got in, and then carefully closed the cabinet door

The taste of pickles seems to be good, and it would be great if you had a sip of wine to drink, chewing "let's da" in your mouth, and listening to the movement outside from time to time

Suddenly. He paused and slowly put the pickles away. Picked up the gun in his hand

The door slammed open, and a grenade was thrown in

With a "boom", Zhang Sandao, who was hiding in the cabinet, patted his chest again and again: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid of being raised by a bitch, Lao Tzu's half of his life has been scared off by you."

Then, a bunch of muttering Japanese words came in.

Looking through the gap in the closet, there were two Japanese soldiers. With a rifle with a bayonet in his hand, he kept rummaging through the room

Here's it, little devil! Zhang Sandao said silently in his heart

A devil finally noticed the closet, and swaggered towards it, perhaps he was sure that the people here had long run out

Reached out and touched the closet

The moment he opened the closet, the devil actually saw a Chinese soldier whose mouth was stuffed with pickles! And the submachine gun in his hand!

The gunshot rang out, and this devil was beaten into a honeycomb on the spot, and Zhang Sandao rushed out of the cabinet, and when the other devil turned around and was about to shoot, the submachine gun in his hand went off first!

Two!

Zhang Sandao is satisfied, Guo Sidao, who is a dog, is there a way to surpass your third master?

Running towards the back door, the Japanese had to come before turning around, suddenly remembering something, and running back to the big closet, and putting the rest of the pickles into his pocket

At this time, Xie Laofu was hiding in a pawnshop. Gunshots rang out outside, and it was my own business.

What kind of bird pawnshop is this? There was nothing of value to be found in it, and the pawnshop owner must have been so stingy that he emptied everything when he fled.

Finally found half a cigarette on the ground, Xie Laofu carefully picked it up, lit it and took two puffs.

What is the most important thing in fighting a war? How to protect yourself. Rushing around without using your brain all day long, you will have to die sooner or later.

After a few puffs of cigarettes, Xie Lao Fu came to his senses, took out two grenades, unscrewed the lids, and then connected the fuses together and hung them on the door.

Thinking about it, I went to open the window again, and looked outside, and it was empty.

The most important first point in fighting a war is to find a route for yourself to escape

Back at the door, looking outside, three Oriental soldiers were looking for the shadow of the Chinese. Xie Laofu picked up the gun, fired a shot at the roof, and then turned around and ran.

When the Orientals who heard the gunshots were throwing them around, Xie Laofu had already jumped out of the window

He crouched under the window with his hands over his ears

"Boom-boom-" Two explosions were heard.

Then, there was no movement in the room, Xie Laofeng got up cautiously, and looked inside, where the bodies of three Japanese were lying

Xie Laofu re-entered the room, came to the corpses, carefully touched the corpses, and made sure that they were all dead, so he pulled out his bayonet and cut off the little fingers of each of them.

Those hairy boys know a fart! In the future, you need something to prove your war exploits, so can you just talk about it yourself?

Compared with Lao Tzu's experience on the battlefield, you are still a little more tender

"It's coming, it's coming!"

Li Lu ran over panting, waving his hands again and again.

When Ouyang Yu heard this, he immediately activated the machine gun.

"Sergeant, this is our machine gun," said the machine gunner on the Italian CV-33 ultralight tank pitifully.

The tank, when it was arranging street fighting, had already hidden itself well behind a wall, which had been broken through and covered with a mess.

Originally, the machine gunners on the tank were already preparing to kill here, but who would have thought that the two officers, Ouyang Yu and Li Lu, would run over inexplicably and take over the machine guns on the tank.

"They are all comrades of the Anti-Japanese War, what yours and mine." Ouyang Yu ignored it and said a word.

"That's it, you let you let it." Li Lu also squeezed in and drove the shooter of the other machine gun out of the city, he was still "righteous", and threw the submachine gun in his hand to the shooter: "This thing is so good, it's better than your machine gun." ”

"Shameless!" Two tank machine gun shooters with submachine guns spat fiercely when they were driven out of the tank.

A small group of Japanese troops appeared, and it was in this direction that they came

There was a lot of it, Ouyang Yu found that his saliva was flowing out, so he quickly wiped it and re-grasped the machine gun

The Japanese soldiers in this group could not have imagined that there was a tank in ambush here, and two machine guns and two submachine guns were already aimed at them

"When will I take you to the dance hall" Ouyang Yu suddenly said this sentence without a head.

"What?" Li Lu didn't understand.

"There are a lot of dance halls in Shanghai, do you know how to do it?" Ouyang Yu's machine gun was aimed at those devils: "The women in there are all jumping there with their white thighs to show the men." ”

"I'm not going to be ashamed, when are you going to take me? Have you been? Li Lu forgot to observe the movements of the devil when he heard it.

"I've heard people say, why are you drooling too? Fuck it, the devil is here, fuck it! ”

Fuck it!

Two machine guns burst into a roar. Then, the two submachine guns also burst into a cheerful rhythm. Those devils who were caught off guard fell one after another under the strafing of such dense firepower.

This is Xiguan, here is Songjiang, and here is the Chinese battlefield!

Welcome here, welcome to hell! Welcome to the harvest of death! (To be continued.) )