"Damn it, why are there still terrifying terrorists behind us?" Jiang Deshui was a little annoyed when he saw this.
The cannon has not many troops, mainly logistics personnel, and its combat effectiveness is not very good.
If all six cannons fell into the hands of the Eighth Route Army, Jiang Deshui would not give him good fruits when he went back.
So Jiang Deshui shouted at the puppet soldiers who were running away nearby: "Let's go, lean over, lean against the cannon position, destroy all the cannons before retreating."
These fleeing puppet soldiers were unwilling to go there, but the Eighth Route Army had already rushed over.
This delay may not be easy to get out of it.
But the order still had to be implemented, so the fleeing puppet soldiers had to bite the bullet and lean over.
"As long as a cannon is destroyed, all of you puppet troops will die. I will not accept your surrender!" Zhang Dabiao took the lead and rushed to the front of the team.
He held the Czech light machine gun and fired at the puppet soldiers while roaring and threatening.
The soldiers of the new regiment of soldiers around Zhang Dabiao also roared and charged and shot desperately.
These puppet soldiers had no fighting spirit and were also focused on the firepower of a large number of Tujiao Eighth Route Army, and they immediately dispersed.
But on the other side of the cannon position, Sun Desheng's troops were really tight.
Although the logistics personnel are not very good at fighting, they cannot withstand many people.
The firepower of Sun Desheng and his men could not quickly eliminate them. They rushed to the position and Sun Desheng's bullets were gone. He threw away the machine gun and held a knife and cut over three puppet soldiers in a row. Then he was surrounded by more than a dozen puppet soldiers. The rest of him were also fighting with the puppet soldiers.
There were about a dozen puppet soldiers who were holding explosives and running towards the ammunition box of the cannon.
As long as the ammunition box is detonated, it is enough to destroy the entire cannon position and destroy all cannons.
"Sun Desheng, hurry up your fucking moves." Li Yunlong looked at this scene, and was anxious to get into the room.
The appearance of Sun Desheng gave new hope of vitality to capture the cannon.
But there are too few Sun Desheng.
If I had known it, I should have sent the entire guard platoon to Wu Ze directly.
Unfortunately, there is no regret medicine in this world.
Li Yunlong believes that the appearance of Sun Desheng was Wu Ze’s first arrangement.
But Li Yunlong didn't know that this was just a coincidence.
"Sun Desheng, you fuck you should deal with the enemy quickly." Zhang Dabiao also roared. Although he rushed quickly, the range of the light machine gun in his hand was enough.
But the cannon blocked the figure of the puppet soldiers, and the light machine gun in his hand could not directly provide support to Sun Desheng.
"Li Yunlong, it turns out that you were prepared for a long time." Kong Jie looked at this scene and almost jumped up: "Why are you preparing for so many people? Why don't you prepare for more people?"
Although it is very likely that this cannon will not be able to get it, Kong Jie's heart is bleeding as he watches it be destroyed.
This guy Li Yunlong is so smart on weekdays, why did he lose his links at this critical moment?
"Kong Erlangzi, shut up." Li Yunlong felt so regretful that he roared at Kong Jie.
"Get out of here, get out of here!" Sun Desheng held up a knife and slashed three puppet soldiers alively, and blood spurted Sun Desheng over.
Sun Desheng split the hole and quickly broke out through the hole. While waving his sword, he kept the puppet soldiers from approaching, he desperately chased the puppet soldiers holding explosive bags.
But it was still too late, and he was delayed in his precious rescue time.
The distance between the dozen puppet soldiers and him was thirty meters.
But he only had a knife left in his hand.
His knife was not that long even though he was thirty meters away.
Several other soldiers he brought were completely held back.
I could only watch more than a dozen puppet soldiers holding explosive bags to the bomb box.
"It's over, it's over, my cannon is over!" Seeing this, Li Yunlong was completely lost.
Kong Jie was also stunned, watching the six cannons being destroyed, which felt like someone snatching his new wife.
"Stop, if you blow up the cannons, all of you puppet troops will die. We will not treat you prisoners preferentially!" Zhang Dabiao roared wildly, because he ran too fast and might be too explosive. He staggered under his feet and fell heavily to the ground.
"You traitors, stop!"
"Dog traitor, you dare!"
"Dog traitor, stop if you don't want to die!"
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The soldiers of the New First Regiment and the Independent Regiment also roared, but the voices were full of reluctance.
The cannons blocked the figures of the puppet soldiers and they could not support them.
"Hahaha, you're doing it beautifully." Seeing this, Jiang Deshui smiled and said, "You Tujiao Route Army wants to seize the cannons, so you will be in the next life."
Just when everyone thought the cannon was destined to be destroyed.
Wu Ze held the gun, and he was aiming with all his attention.
There were only three bullets in Hanyang's building, but there were more than a dozen puppet soldiers in front of him.
Even if all the bullets are exhausted, one person can only kill three people at most.
No, this is just a general calculation method.
There should be another calculation method, which is to kill more than a dozen puppet soldiers with one bullet.
This is not the kind of bullet turning in the Anti-Japanese War God drama, but the explosive pack he aimed at the arms of one of the puppet soldiers.
The dozen or so puppet soldiers were very close to each other. As long as one shot hit the explosive pack, the explosive pack exploded, it was enough to stop the running pace of these more than a dozen puppet soldiers.
Controlling breathing, Wu Ze locked one of the explosive packs and pulled the trigger's fingers and slowly exerted force.
Bang!
The Hanyang gun in Wu Ze's hand fired.
puff!
A puppet soldier fell to the ground and fell into a pool of blood.
Wu Ze did not hit the target, nor did hesitate at all. He immediately quickly pulled the bolt, retracted the bullet, and raised the gun and aimed again.
The sudden gunshot caused a puppet soldier to be shot and fell to the ground, and the other running puppet soldiers immediately became nervous: Someone fired a cold gun.
But this not only did not make them retreat, but instead made the puppet soldiers speed up.
Seeing this, Sun Desheng looked at the place where the gun was fired, with suspicion in his eyes: "Is it a gun that Wu Ze fired? Hasn't he played with a gun? Why did he shoot so accurately and kill one with one shot? But there are only three bullets, which is not enough at all."
But Sun Desheng didn't know that what Wu Ze wanted to use was an explosive pack, not a human, so he missed it.
"Has Sun Desheng arranged another gunman?" Seeing a puppet soldier being knocked down, Li Yunlong was suspicious.
"Even if there is another gunman arranged, this person will probably not be able to stop so many puppet soldiers," said Kong Jie.
"Kong Erlangzi, shut up." Li Yunlong cursed, "Do you think that shot really hits the puppet soldiers? They were shooting explosives. As long as they hit the explosives, all the puppet soldiers will be reimbursed."
Li Yunlong thought to himself that if he wanted to use explosives, it must be Wu Ze's secret command.
If you shoot a Chinese explosive pack and save the cannon, the person who fired the gun must have to reward him with a few kilograms of sweet potatoes to burn.
Chapter completed!