Rise from eight hundred

Chapter 99

The three platoons of officers and soldiers who were waiting in the trenches had no chance to help their platoon leader stop the Japanese army that was chasing and killing them.

The distance that the Japanese army approached here is also 250 meters away.

The three platoons of officers and soldiers knew that the Japanese might not be afraid of the submachine guns and machine guns that had long been waiting here, but that flames and rumblings erupted from time to time in the ruins illuminated by flares.

The three platoons of officers and soldiers who were watching nervously from afar all felt pain for the Japanese army just by watching.

Dozens of people chase after a person, and they are beaten like this, how uncomfortable it is in my heart!
I really want to hold these poor babies in my arms, pat their little heads, and comfort them: they are so stupid, so go home and read more!

While fleeing from the battlefield, he did not forget to carry his own small package and carry a submachine gun and a certain battlefield protagonist in a yellow military uniform, but he was not as relaxed as his subordinates who began to light up cigarettes and wait for his return.

He did not rush back to the warehouse, but shot into the sky from a distance of nearly [-] meters and shouted: "Everyone is concealed! Anti-artillery!"

"What are you calling the platoon leader?" Lieutenant Leng Feng, Tang Dao's little fan, didn't see Tang Dao's figure, but he heard Tang Dao's voice and patted Niu Er with some doubts.

"It seems to be hidden?" Niu Er's hearing was excellent.

"Fuck! Bombardment! All of them lie down!" Leng Feng suddenly lost his soul.

It's just that he is obviously the one who has the slowest response.

In the trenches, chickens and dogs jumped, and birds and beasts were scattered.

The third row has followed Tang Dao for a long time. They know Tang Dao's style. They can make the calm and cold Chief Tang shout from such a distance. The Japanese army's revenge must be extremely fierce.

Lying down in a trench 1.5 meters deep is never a good idea.

Leng Feng was not stupid, he ran from the traffic trench to the warehouse after chasing the old soldier Youzi's buttocks and crawling.

In less than [-] seconds, dozens of meters in front of the warehouse were blown into a sea of ​​fire by the violent explosion of "Boom! Boom!", followed by the screeching of artillery shells piercing the night sky.

The Japanese army's retaliation came quickly and fiercely. At least ten infantry artillery and six mountain artillery were used to cover the entire area 200 meters from the front of the warehouse. The posture of dismantling the broken walls and ruins in the ruins at all costs is comparable. A lieutenant colonel with sixty rounds is a lot of money.

For more than half an hour, the sixteen artillery pieces also fired three hundred small rounds.

The rumbling sound of the cannons alarmed most of the concessions. No one could understand what the Chinese and Japanese sides were doing. Then the artillery battle started before dawn?

Even His Excellency Brigadier General of the Never Setting Empire, who is extremely experienced in combat, looked out the window at the half of the sky that was red with fire, and met Colonel James' eager eyes. Maybe it was because the Chinese were harassed and lost their patience? Or maybe it was because the Japanese logistics were overwhelmed?"

Then, the experienced commander of the Western Allied Forces may feel that his question sentence is indeed difficult to convince himself, and after pondering for a while, he finally gives a positive sentence: "Today's battlefield will be more cruel than yesterday."

Little White James.
There is an urge to roll his eyes and show it to His Excellency the Commander, if not for the fear of being misunderstood by His Excellency the Commander.

Of course, this is just a Western-style joke that the answer cannot be determined in the heart. The two veteran soldiers who have experience in the battlefield really do not understand what the front-line commander of the Japanese army thinks. The ruins before the warehouse are actually very important, especially for On the offensive side.

At the very least, the rubble could help their infantrymen dodge bullets from the warehouse, which the Chinese would have 'ploughed' down if they had enough artillery or ammunition.

As a result, what the Chinese couldn't do, the Japanese did it foolishly.

And through yesterday's daytime battlefield, although the Japanese front-line commanders and the Chinese commanders were slightly worse on-the-spot, they must not be called stupid, but why is their IQ so offline at this moment?
This question has been lingering in the brigadier general's mind, and the Japanese army will naturally not tell him the answer.

It was not until a few years later that Japan was beaten into a dog by the United States, and the Lieutenant General of the Empire, who set foot on the Japanese island as a winner, checked the Japanese army's confidential files and saw with his own eyes that the 36th Infantry Regiment collapsed in the early morning of October 10. The battle report of all-out bombardment was able to know the truth.

That turned out to be for a mere person.

However, after seeing the number of casualties caused by that person to the Japanese army at that time, the lieutenant general of the Imperial Army of the Sun Never Sets believes that the choice of Colonel Wakibanjiro is correct.

If it were him, he would never let such a terrible guy go back alive.

But now, two senior Western military officers who have been concerned about the war can only be confused and anxious.

The Japanese were beaten as fools by the Chinese. This is definitely not good news for the concessions.

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"What's wrong with this, why hasn't the officer come back yet!" Liu Datou, who was hiding in the warehouse and watched the blazing fire outside, was so anxious that he spoke his native language.

"Worry about it! I didn't see that the commander just yelled at this side, and the person disappeared?" Veteran Youzi was not worried at all, glanced at the outside with his probe, and leaned back against the wall comfortably: "It's just you and me. In this way, the bones may be rotten, the chief will be alive and kicking, and he can molest beautiful reporters every day."

"What do you mean? Do you know where the commander went?" Liu Datou thought about something.

"Nonsense, if I can guess the commander's intention, then I'm not your commander, Liu Datou, too?" Veteran Youzi lit a cigarette lazily.

"However, I know that the officer definitely didn't run to the warehouse, or else the shells could run there. How do you say it? Run the other way, that's it."

"Wait, squad leader, what did you just say about the officer molesting the beautiful reporter? Could it be that you saw something?" Yang Xiaoshan, who had turned from the outside, took a torch and leaned over to light a cigarette for the veteran's oil. , but diverted the topic of discussing the safety of a certain officer.

The most indispensable thing in human society is curiosity about gossip, especially when it comes to peach color.

"Yeah! Squad Leader Li quickly said, did you see something?"

"If you want me to say, our platoon leader is really worthy of that moon reporter. You don't know, that white skin is even whiter than the fifteenth moon."

"Isn't it that the commander touched the reporter's hand?"

A group of soldiers with obvious excess hormones in the house expressed their various imaginations about this peach-colored incident dominated by the veteran oilseed.

"Bah! The commander is as low-level as you, so you can touch your hands when you come up." The veteran soldier Youzi spat, and continued to gossip triumphantly: "The commander actually didn't pay much attention to the big reporter at all, and she didn't even look at us when she saw her. Kind!"

"Squad Leader Li, do you mean that the officer likes men?"

The amount of information Li Jiujin said was a bit big, and the 'Er Ya', who was originally focused, was stunned.

"Er Ya! You're still too young to understand women! Brother tell you, especially those arrogant women, the more you rush up, the less people want to pay attention to you." Veteran Youzi said shaking his head , a very experienced look.

"Then what?" someone suddenly interjected.

"Do it according to our chief's way! Don't look straight. From my old Li's experience, I have already seen that the eyes of beautiful reporters looking at our chief are different, and the eyes are almost dripping with water." Yan closed his eyes and reminisced, while bragging.

"Tsk tsk, the commander is really different from ordinary people, he can do anything."

There should be an inhalation sound here!But it was silent, as if everyone was stunned.

"Are you frightened by Lao Tzu's meticulous observation?" Veteran Youzi opened his eyes, only to find a bunch of melon eaters standing up straight!Standing upright.

Turning his head suddenly, he saw Tang Dao, who was only wearing a red and white shirt stained with blood, looking at him playfully.

"Come on, continue to make up for Lao Tzu!"

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PS: In the early stage of the new book, there may be some reappearance of some classic plots of the old book Sixing Warehouse. That is at the request of many old readers. After all, the old book is over, but the feelings remain the same. They hope that those classics will be preserved.

But after the four lines, there will be no more. It is a brand new story, and it is not a continuation of the old book. After all, Tang Dao is not a wave group seat.Leaving Songhu to go to Jinling, there will be more exciting stories. Fengyue will not be spoiled here, just keep reading.

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Also, I received the bad news today. My cousin's youngest daughter, my niece, is only four years old. She has a tumor. Sad, I can't do much, I wish my little niece a healthy and safe!

I'm in a bad mood, and I'm talking a lot, sorry!

(End of this chapter)