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Chapter 640 Flying Chains (5)

The soldiers of the 2 and 3rd brigades have been lined up in a horizontal attack formation. The long scattered line is like an iron cable to sweep the narrow Japanese formation. Faced with a disadvantageous enemy with less than their own, the cavalry should first adopt an impact formation, one row after another, one row of wave-like impact. However, according to the Japanese formation at this time, combined with the strategy of fully connecting the enemy without missing the enemy's head and tail, the 2 and 3rd brigades are only arranged in two rows according to their number of people. Only these two rows of impact horizontal formations are enough.

If the cavalry charge under hot weapons requires suitable conditions to avoid unnecessary casualties, first of all, the enemy's number must be small, secondly, the enemy's firepower is weak, and again, the enemy cannot discover the preparation status and attack position of the opponent's cavalry, and achieve the unexpectedness of suddenly appearing in front of him. Now that these conditions are met, the fate of this Japanese devil is undoubtedly determined.

Bagentaoqi has a burly figure, with a beard on his hair, and his eyes are white and his eyes are few and less black. He is as fierce as a vicious. But at this moment, Bagentao sat steadily on the horse, holding the reins tightly with one hand and holding the long knife handle with the other. The blade is like a pool of clear water, and under the sunlight sprinkled through the gaps of the leaves, a quiet and terrifying murderous aura flows.

On the left and right, he was carrying standard carriage rifles and turntable submachine guns. About half of the people were equipped with tt33 pistols, inserted into the gun bags on his thighs, and the alloy steel saber produced by the Anti-Alliance Army factory was unsheathed, shining with cold light, and the sword was shining.

Bagentaoqi was originally an impatient person, but his months of combat experience have made him extremely clear that impulsiveness on the battlefield is a devil, and unruly resilient is the enemy of soldiers. Not only do he have to eat military laws, but he also has to invade innocent brothers and suffer.

So no matter how anxious he was, Bagentao still held his back, and seemed to have the destiny of a general.

Bagentaoqi's communicator guarded the walkie-talkie and stared at it without blinking until he was unsure whether the thing was still working. He heard the rumbling sound of cannons from a thousand meters away. Why didn't the leader give orders? Did Commander Geng forget the 3rd team as the main assault force?

Bagentaoqi occasionally looked at the correspondent. When he saw the correspondent slap the walkie-talkie with his hands, he couldn't help but scolded angrily: "You dare to take a picture, if you don't get the order, you will delay the charge time. Be careful that I slap you in the face."

The correspondent's hand stopped in the air and grinned. He had eaten Bagentaoqi's big slap. Although he received an apology afterwards, he felt in pain when he was slapped.

Finally, an inspiring order came from Geng Dianjun's position. Geng Dianjun held the telescope in his left hand and waved his right hand down.

"Charge"

At the same time, Bater and Bagentaoqi both heard Geng Dianjun's order from the walkie-talkie, and also heard the faint charge in the distance.

Bagentaozi's trumpet horse blew a unique note, and a low whimper sound was made in the trumpet, which was more than half a meter long. Although there was no high and exciting tone of the trumpet, the trumpet that had been used for hunting for hundreds of years could undoubtedly inspire the hunters' passion.

"Woo...Woo...Woo..." The penetrating primitive horn sounded. The low-frequency sound waves quickly passed to both sides, arousing the killing **.

Bagentaoqi took the lead and activated the mount first. A group of black shadows gradually accelerated and rushed out of the dense forest and suddenly appeared on the edge of the wide grassland. With Bagentaoqi, two scattered lines overflowed from the wild forest.

Bagentaoqi has worked hard to study this battle. He found that the distance from the edge of the east forest to the road is dozens of meters shorter than the distance from the west. When the high-speed cavalry charge, the short dozens of meters are usually only one or two seconds, but today it can be better than Bater to catch the enemy for one or two seconds. This is amazing. When Bater rushed into the Japanese queue, Bagentaoqi may have already rolled the Japanese formation. The results can only be greater than Bater, and it will never be less than him. Bater? Just wait to pick up my leaks. Who said I am stupider than you? It is almost the same as brave. It seems that I am a little better than you.

The horse's hooves accelerated rapidly as the soft grass turf started to stir up countless flying grass debris. The horse team was like a craze and a storm, storm, and it was coming from afar towards the winding road.

Near hundreds of meters, heart-pounding roars sounded from the horses charging on both sides of the road at the same time.

"Oh ho...oh ho..."

The Japanese soldiers in the smoke screen discovered something was wrong. Through the increasingly sparse and thinning smoke, the Japanese lying on the ground were horrified to find that there were long cavalry formations on both sides of their own, charging wildly towards their side, and their momentum was like an angry tide.

Kawamoto Takaji knew it was not good. He had predicted that the artillery bombardment had caused him to lose one or two hundred people. At the moment when the morale of the army was shocking, the Anti-Japanese United Army did not wait for it to gather its team to shrink its position, and it was not as good as the defense to launch a strong attack from a distance. The enemy's starting position seemed far away, but Kawamoto Takaji did not forget that he would face the impact of the superior cavalry.

Since ancient times, the biggest enemy of infantry has been cavalry. Fearing against enemy cavalry impact has become common sense in the bones of infantry. Although there are very few cavalry attacks in the hot weapons era, it is not without them.

Some Japanese troops with poor vision were still wrapped in thick smoke and unknown. Some Japanese troops who saw the attack of Anti-Japanese United cavalry through the gaps in the smoke were rushing to resist. They shouted in fear and placed messy guns on both sides.

The training script of this Japanese team did not clearly specify how to prevent the attack of large groups of enemy cavalry. Because this ancient tactic has disappeared for a long time, and because they never thought that the Anti-Japanese Allied Forces would gather so many cavalry, they did not know how to choose the best way to fight the enemy in panic, and they were careless and lost their minds. The long snake formation was torn apart by the ferocious cavalry.

With a "suddenly", Bagentaoqi rushed into the Japanese position. A bulging Japanese soldier appeared in his sight. The panicked Japanese soldier fired a shot at Bagentaoqi, and his hands were shaking and his guns were flying to which direction. When he pulled the pill back, he saw the devil-like figure approaching quickly. He was so scared that he threw down the 38 guns and rolled on the grass to avoid the enemy's attack route.

Bagentaoqi stared at his prey with his eyes. Seeing the ghost rolling to the left like a stick, Bagentaoqi couldn't help but smile with a contemptuous smile. The Japanese were still young. In the eyes of excellent riders, this method of escape and defense was no different from showing off his butt and making people beat him up.

Bagentaoqi lightly plucked the horse's head, and with his skillful horse control technology, he controlled the horse to change the line slightly to the left for a short moment when he couldn't get a hair, and completed the line conversion in an incredible leap of the horse.

Bagentaoqi bent down, his right arm drooped to the horse's belly, and his right hand held the saber tightly, aiming the tip of the saber at the enemy, and drifted past the still rolling Japanese devils like wind, thunder and lightning.

The high-speed impact gave the saber a huge energy. Bagentaoqi did not even slash, and only let the blade touch the enemy on the ground, the sharp tip of the knife quickly passed through the Japanese body.

The bloody blade suddenly appeared on the Japanese body, from the tip of his nose to his knees, and it penetrated more than two inches deep into his skin. A pile of internal organs flowed out of his body with a squeak as the blades.
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