"Boom", "boom......

The city of Xuzhou is full of flowers, the streets are blown into a pot of porridge, the ground is full of fireworks, the flesh and blood are staggered, and the tears and cuts are soaring upward. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The thick black smoke of gunpowder bloomed one after another, and it was like a black oppressive cloud surging and moving, and a storm was brewing.

In the thunderclouds, shrapnel flew and cut, bullet barrage weaved, minced meat, sawdust, sand and dust crisscrossed the road, weaving a road to hell.

"Zero, this, this is also too noisy, isn't it?" Monk Wei stared at the streets in disbelief with his brass bell-like eyes.

"Brothers, it's the New Year, our living brothers will set off fireworks for you, burn paper money, and tear up the little devils to serve you, accept it!" Qin Han burst into tears, trembling with excitement, and saw off his brothers.

"Haha, enough, this is a hundred times more spectacular than the fireworks in the night of the Chinese New Year's Eve, brothers, you are content, watch the brothers in the sky, let the bullets go around the brothers, this kind of fireworks continue to be served!"

"Rest in peace, brothers, the advance team will definitely kill the island of Riko......"

The brothers were overjoyed, and they also remembered the brothers who fought side by side together, and their emotions were unrestrained at this moment, and the brotherhood had been integrated into the soul, and they would not give up in this life!

Yang Guan was also very moved, tears flowed, victory is always the best way to pay tribute, life and death are separated, haunted by dreams, this is the glory that belongs to the unique soldiers, fulfillment, blood, always moved in the deepest part of the soul, brothers, how are you?

The war is ruthless, the bloody brothers are connected, the breath is still there, the battle is not stopped, and life and death begin!

The sound of the explosion continued in the street, and after about thirty seconds, it gradually weakened, and the tongues of gunfire appeared, and the little tongues of fire bloomed in the smoke and dust.

The roars, the screams, the howls, and the commander's orders were drowned out under the barrage of gunfire, and only the mouth opened and closed vaguely, and the devil soldiers howled hideously.

"Order the brothers to clean up the battlefield in battle, be fast, don't break the light and heavy machine guns, shoot at the sky to collect the spoils, and execute it immediately!" Yang Guan turned around and yelled at the herald, feeling that the Japanese army would not wait too long.

Monk Wei is right, the battle is too loud, the Japanese army does not attack means that something is wrong, the grenade explosion chain is enough to ring the alarm, in case the Japanese army comes to a jade stone and burns the cannon directly, it will definitely cause casualties.

"What? Shoot at the sky? Monk Wei touched the ring scar on the top of his head and didn't look back, his mind was still immersed in the excitement of slaughtering the little devil.

"Yes, create illusions, snatch the spoils of war!" The heralds came back to their senses one after another, and they didn't care about the etiquette, they sat on the ground and threw a military salute to the instructor, turned around and crawled to the corridor to convey the order.

Creating an illusion? The remaining few people were thoughtful, is this a waste of bullets to sing for the Japanese army, is it worth it?

What are you kidding, that's four or five thousand militia brothers, how many bullets do you have to waste to create an illusion? Monk Wei was still unwilling.

The remaining few people also feel that there is no need for this, the tunnel entrance is inside the house, at most ten meters away, the speed is not to delay cleaning the battlefield, why waste it?

The strong wind swept through the streets, the thick smoke faded, and the devastation gradually appeared.

The roof tiles were scattered, a hole in the east and a hole in the west had collapsed, and the houses on the whole street were shabbling and dilapidated in the dust.

The gray stone wall is covered with bullet marks, and there are no traces of the past, and the smoky makeup reveals a war oil painting, which is bloody.

The doors were broken, the lattice windows were gone, and they collapsed in pieces, and the embers filled the dry battlefield with another heat.

The streets were filled with rivers of blood, dead bodies, mutilated limbs, and the occasional half-crippled figure struggling and rolling.

"Sizzle......

A few people gasped, although they were used to seeing bloody scenes on the battlefield, they had never seen the streets of hell that made rivers of blood in minutes, is this true?

The militia brothers didn't feel anything with their fiery fighting passion, and the onlookers knew how terrifying it was, and this man-made purgatory was really thrilling.

This is the masterpiece of the five thousand militia brothers, who annihilated two brigades of the Japanese army in one fell swoop, and it always felt unreal, just like a dream.

Previously, the instructor ordered everyone to lie dormant and stand by, and let the Japanese army enter the city without firing a single shot, which could thunder the brothers a lot, and if a tunnel entrance was torn by the devil soldiers, the entire tunnel network would be threatened.

I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect this battle to be like this, and the ghost soldiers of the two brigades should die, right?

The little devil raised by the dog is looking for death against the advance team, no, he is sending the instructor to death, this battle is really relieved......

"Xiuxiu", "Xiuxiu"......

Dozens of shells flew from different directions, landed on the houses and exploded, setting off a stream of tile fragments that swirled and flew unscrupulously, and the Japanese opened fire?

Everyone woke up, and their speculation was gone, and they all looked into the street with worried expressions.

The militia brothers lay down on the spot, cleaning the battlefield in the crawl, collecting all the supplies and transporting them to the tunnel crossing, not caring about the sporadic artillery fire of the Japanese army.

"Order everyone to hide in the tunnel, this is a test shot of the little devil, followed by covering bombing, quickly pass the order, give up everything to avoid artillery fire, quickly!" Yang Guan turned around and roared, looking worried, the artillery fire still came.

The little devil raised by the dog is really not stupid, realizing that the two brigades are more auspicious and less lucky, they directly launched an artillery bombardment, and the killing was decisive, and the Japanese commander was not simple.

The heralds rushed to tell each other, ordered the militia brothers to retreat into the tunnels, waved flags, roared, and set off guns to remind them that they were very busy.

Yang Guan stood up, waved his hand to Monk Wei, and said: "Withdraw, you go and inform the signal corps to contact the observation posts outside, and you must find out the artillery positions of the Japanese army, so as to be destroyed by thunder if necessary." ”

Monk Wei was stunned for a moment, touched his head and followed behind him in confusion and said, "Zero, don't you just give the order to destroy the Japanese artillery position?" Now is the time ...... heaven"

"You know what? Our goal is to eliminate the little devils, not to destroy the artillery position, this battle is different than before, and the sheep pulling tactics have officially begun. Yang Guan didn't throw out a sentence back, and walked down the stairs on his feet.

Monk Wei wondered from behind, isn't it the consistent style to destroy the heavy firepower of the Japanese army? What is the sheep pulling tactic?

"Boom", "boom......

The Japanese artillery fire was fully launched, and the whole Xuzhou trembled in the artillery fire, shaking the tunnel humming, and the sand and soil flew down from the cracks, choking people's tears and snot, and the tunnel would not collapse, right?

The personnel were all hiding in the tunnel, the passion for victory that they had just experienced gradually cooled, and they were replaced with a dignified face, the Japanese army was crazy, how could this battle be fought?

The god of war's tactics are indeed unique, killing countless enemies every time, but now he has become a ground mouse, besieged by hundreds of thousands of Japanese troops in Xuzhou, and his life is bleak, and countless people's hearts are shaken......