Bright Sword: Koi, we have reached the enemy's base camp

Chapter 480: The Japanese bombarded their own people, causing chaos

"Boom boom boom boom..."

"Boom boom boom boom..."

The shells that fell into the pile of Japanese soldiers exploded, blowing away countless Japanese soldiers.

The Japanese soldiers who were charging became angry and turned back and roared loudly.

"Bakayalu, why are you firing at us?"

"Did you grow up eating shit? Bakayaloo..."

The Japanese were so angry that they almost mutinied.

Damn it, we are charging in the front and you are shooting at us with grenade launchers in the back? Who can stand this?

Fujita ran over and roared loudly: "This is a mistake, this is a mistake, it won't happen next time, keep charging, keep charging..."

Seeing Fujita coming, the Japanese soldiers temporarily gave him face, turned around and continued to charge.

Fujita looked at the grenade throwers and was very angry.

"What are you doing? Shoot more accurately, fire, keep firing..."

The Japanese grenade throwers had no choice but to continue firing.

Sakuma felt this scene was extremely absurd.

What's going on? They're fighting each other. Can a grenade launcher fail to fire?

What the hell is this Fujita team doing?

But the next second, his eyes suddenly widened again.

Yes, he saw with his own eyes that more than a dozen grenade launcher shells hit the group of charging Japanese soldiers.

"Boom boom boom boom..."

"Boom boom boom boom..."

The shells exploded, blowing countless Japanese soldiers away.

Sakuma is a bit confused by everyone. What is going on? Can these grenadiers fight?

Could it be that they are undercover agents sent by the Tu8 Route Army?

"Bagaya Road..."

The Japanese soldiers who were charging could no longer bear it.

They ran back one by one to fight with the grenade throwers, and this time, no one could stop them.

Damn it, we were fighting hard in the front and you shot us with cannons. It would have been fine if it happened once, but why did you do it a second time?

My uncle can tolerate it, but my aunt can’t.

You know, many of those who were killed in the explosion just now were their comrades-in-arms, all of them were their fellow villagers, and they had just had dinner together.

They were not beaten to death by the Eighth Route Army, but were blown to death by their own people. Who can tolerate this?

The Japs came back and started firing guns.

At this time, no one can stop it.

There was a great chaos among the grenade throwers, with guns crackling and no one knew how many grenade throwers had fallen.

In the end, it was Fujita who gave the death order to suppress the situation.

"Bagayalu, we won't fight anymore, we won't fight anymore. We are fighting hard in the front, they are using artillery to shoot us, we won't fight anymore, whoever wants to fight can fight."

"Yes. We won't do it anymore. There's no such thing. They killed nearly a hundred of us with artillery fire. If they don't give us an explanation, we will never do it again."

The Japanese were in a commotion and no one was charging forward anymore.

Sakuma was staring in amazement.

This scene is really too absurd.

Even Captain Fujita was at a loss and could only order the arrest of the grenade throwers who were fighting randomly and prepare to send them to the military court.

However, those Japanese soldiers just refused to do it. You killed so many people, and you still want to go to military court? You are so flattering!

Shoot, shoot, must shoot.

The little Japanese soldiers started howling.

It's a mess, a complete mess, and what's the point of fighting a woolen war?

The Japanese retreated, and in the end, the grenade throwers were dragged down and shot. The Japanese finally calmed down and stopped making trouble.

Sakuma was speechless. What kind of army is this?

This incident lasted until dark and the Japanese soldiers couldn't sleep.

There is no way, this incident has left them with psychological trauma.

We are charging in the front and you are shooting at us with cannons from behind. Who wouldn't be afraid?

Wang Hao and his men saw this incident through binoculars and were completely confused. How come these Japanese devils started fighting each other during the fight?

In the end, they simply stopped fighting and retreated.

It just so happened that Wang Hao and the others were a little tired from the fight, so it was a good time to take a break.

Morning of the 2nd day.

After the Japanese soldiers had finished their meal, Fujita gathered them together and started giving them a brainwashing speech using a loud speaker in an attempt to boost their morale.

The loud speaker this guy is holding is an electric loudspeaker, and the sound it produces is very loud.

However, because this guy spoke too loudly, Wang Hao and the others heard it.

Wang Hao smiled. As soon as he heard the content, he knew that the Japanese officer was giving a speech. He immediately adjusted the parameters with his small cannon, and all the small cannons fired at the same time.

Although Wang Hao couldn't see the Japanese, he knew their exact location. The most important thing was that these Eighth Route Army artillerymen were very accurate.

One shell after another was fired, flying excitedly towards the Japanese pile.

One by one, the shells drilled into the pile of Japanese soldiers. Some of the shells hit the heads of the Japanese soldiers directly, killing them instantly.

Yes, it’s that accurate.

The most important thing is that these devils are standing here densely listening to Fujita's speech, it's hard not to hit the target!

"Boom boom boom boom..."

"Boom boom boom boom..."

The small steel cannon smashed into the pile of Japanese soldiers, making a loud bang.

They were too densely packed together, and one artillery shell killed at least dozens of the Japanese soldiers.

Countless limbs and arms were blown into the sky, and countless Japanese soldiers were blown into the sky.

By the time the Japanese reacted, it was too late.

Countless artillery shells bombarded them, leaving them no time to breathe.

The Japanese soldiers were dizzy from the explosion and ran around like headless flies.

Fujita was shouting loudly up there, but it was of no use as his voice was completely drowned out by the sound of the cannon.

"Boom boom boom boom..."

"Boom boom boom boom..."

Scattered, scattered, the little Japanese soldiers were completely blown away. Countless little Japanese soldiers fell on the open ground, wailing crazily.

The Eighth Route Army doesn’t care about you at all and continues to bombard with artillery fire.

Countless Japanese soldiers died in the artillery fire, and countless Japanese soldiers ran around in the artillery fire, and death was what awaited them in the end.

Finally, the Japanese soldiers scattered and no one knew where they went.

The Eighth Route Army's artillery fire finally stopped.

Fujita stood where he was giving a speech, looking at the Japanese soldiers wailing below.

The whole person stood there, dumbfounded.

Sakuma Hitoshi also attended this speech and stood next to Fujita.

At this moment, Sakuma was also dumbfounded.

There was wailing at the scene, with countless casualties and nearly 2000 casualties.

You know, the Fujita Corps already had only 3000 people, and now another 2000 have been scrapped. What the hell is going on?

The most important thing is that those who were not hit by the bomb and who could run away all ran away. Those who stayed behind were either injured or dead.

What should we do? Who will clean up this mess? Will Fujita do it alone?

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