Sword of Light: I Can Summon the Fourth Disaster

The smile on Tetsuo's face froze inside the room as he watched the Matsui regiment being caught in the artillery fire.

"Huang Sang, you, tell the Locust Army to come up quickly and rescue our warriors." Zhefu turned his head and looked at a puppet army division commander on the side.

When the puppet army division commander heard the order, his face turned bitter.

"Sir, our division has also suffered heavy casualties. Why don't we send the Third Division, they are the regular army."

Seeing that the other commanders were looking at him with a gloating expression, Commander Huang became ruthless and prepared to divert the trouble away.

Upon hearing this, Li Junhao, the commander of the Third Division of the puppet army, immediately started to scold Division Commander Huang: "Fatty Huang, just go when the indoor lady tells you to go, why are you pushing it onto me?"

When Fatty Huang heard Li Junhao scolding him, he immediately spoke back.

"Captain Li, it was your Third Division that lost Wuhu City, so you should take it back!"

Indoor Tetsuo, who was standing by, thought what Fatty Huang said made sense, so he turned to Li Junhao and said, "Mr. Li, in this case, you should take the Third Division and rescue the Matsui Regiment."

When Li Junhao heard this, his face suddenly turned bitter. He showed an unsightly expression to Shishi Zhefu and said, "Shishi Taijun, there is only one regiment of my Third Division here now. I am afraid that I can't complete your mission."

Hearing Li Junhao's refusal, Zhefu in the room immediately became furious and drew his command knife and pointed it at Li Junhao.

"Baga! You're dead!"

"Hurry up, hurry up!"

The Japanese soldier's knife was placed on his neck. A drop of cold sweat dripped down Li Junhao's forehead. He looked at the command knife flashing with cold light, and his throat moved slightly.

Several puppet army division commanders nearby saw that something was wrong and were afraid that it would affect them, so they hurried over to hold Li Junhao.

"Master Li, why do you have to make the Queen in the room angry? Isn't it enough to just do whatever the Queen says?"

"Yes, Commander Li, you have made the indoor lady so angry, why don't you do it now!"

"Yes, Commander Li, go quickly!"

Li Junhao swallowed hard and said, "Don't be angry, Lady Inner Chambers. I'll go right away. Right away!"

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At the Wuhu Column position, Chu Jingxing put down the telescope with satisfaction.

"Yes, the artillery is really good. Now we should give these devils a hard time!"

"Brother, do you want me to lead the brothers to charge and deal with these Japs?" Chu Weixian came up excitedly, looking at the Japs who were still wailing in the artillery fire, and seemed to be ready to make a move.

Upon hearing this, Chu Jingxing refused outright.

"No, we can solve the problem with weapons now, so we don't need to waste our brothers' resurrections."

Although the Wuhu Column is now in high spirits, it has many shortcomings. The first is that there is no resurrection point nearby, so the advantage of the Fourth Calamity cannot be brought into play.

The time they took to capture Wuhu City was too short, and the cloning warehouse had not yet been allocated here.

There is only one quartermaster in the city who can replenish their weapons anytime and anywhere.

Their best option now is to rely on their weapon advantage to eliminate more Japanese invaders, and then make a concerted effort to fight a decisive battle.

"Brother! There are Japanese soldiers coming towards our artillery fire from behind!" Chu Weixian exclaimed.

Upon hearing this, Chu Jingxing picked up the telescope and took a look. Indeed, there were a large number of Japanese devils and puppet troops running towards the Matsui Regiment which was covered by artillery fire.

Chu Jingxing took a look and immediately picked up the phone and called over.

"Old Cannon? This is the front line!"

"Commander, are there any arrangements?" The voice of the artillery commander came.

"I order you to increase your firepower, increase your firepower!"

"understand!"

Li Junhao had just ordered one of his puppet regiments to rush out of the trench when the artillery attack from the Wuhu Column came head-on.

Amid the cover of artillery fire, broken arms and limbs were blown everywhere, and a bloody thigh was blown in front of Li Junhao by the air wave.

Smelling the burnt barbecue smell on his thigh, Li Junhao's throat moved up and down, and then he vomited.

"vomit..."

"vomit..."

"Commander, water." The adjutant on the side saw Li Junhao vomiting on his thigh, and then handed the kettle to him in a servile manner.

Li Junhao took the kettle, took a big gulp, and only then did he suppress the urge to vomit.

Looking at a regiment gradually being annihilated in the artillery fire, he murmured, "It's hard to move forward! It's hard to move forward!!!"

The adjutant standing by looked at Li Junhao's ferocious expression and was about to step forward to persuade him, but with a light push, Li Junhao fell down.

The adjutant looked closely and saw a shrapnel embedded in Li Junhao's back, with blood gushing out of the wound uncontrollably.

"Commander! Commander! Medical soldier!" the adjutant shouted hurriedly, but there was no medical soldier here now.

So he turned his head and looked at the supervisory team in the trench, his eyes rolled, and ordered: "What are you still standing there for? Carry the division commander to the field hospital!"

"Adjutant Li, our mission is to supervise the battle." The captain of the supervision team was a little embarrassed.

Adjutant Li glared at Li Junhao and said, "Are you idiots? Who supports you on a daily basis? If the commander-in-chief was gone, you would have rushed up like those mud-legged people with firewood sticks."

The captain of the supervision team scratched his head when he heard this. Li Junhao was indeed nice to them on weekdays.

Looking at Li Junhao's condition, if he had received timely treatment, he might still have been saved.

"Brothers, let's take the division commander to the field hospital."

At the command of the captain of the supervision team, the gendarmes, who were already frightened by the artillery fire of the Wuhu Column, were granted amnesty.

Then several strong men lifted Li Junhao's limbs and walked towards the rear of the position.

The puppet army under Li Junhao was blown into a state of dizziness.

Shells kept falling beside them, squad after squad, platoon after platoon disappeared, and they had collapsed.

Many puppet soldiers wanted to flee, but they were stopped by the veterans in the team, who told them that there was a supervision team behind them and that if they ran back, they would be beaten to death by the team.

But many puppet soldiers didn’t believe this at all. They broke free from the veterans’ hands and ran back with their heads covered.

One led two, two led three, and more and more puppet soldiers followed and ran back.

Some old puppet army soldiers sighed resignedly. In the current situation, if they were not killed by artillery shells, they would be shot by the supervision team when they returned.

But now the artillery fire of the Wuhu Column is still fierce, so it is only a matter of time before we are killed.

It would be better to take a gamble and bet that the supervision team behind will not be held responsible for the group.

After all, if they were all dead, the supervisory team would have to charge into the battlefield.

Soon, some puppet soldiers who ran fast found that there was no supervision team in the trench, and they ran back excitedly.

But as they were running, they encountered the Japanese supervision team.

The Japanese sergeant looked at these puppet soldiers and directly ordered a heavy machine gun to open fire, suppressing this group of puppet soldiers in the front-line trenches.