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

The Japanese brigade commander thought viciously in his heart that he must send that bastard Matsuda to a military court.

But he had no chance. A shell hit the ground with a loud bang, the ground shook, and the building collapsed.

When the building collapsed, the Japanese brigade commander was hit on the head and bleeding. He was dying and was breathing more than he was breathing out.

"Rumble..."

The building opposite also collapsed, and the brigade commander opposite was buried in the rubble.

I don’t know how many Japanese soldiers were killed or buried when these buildings collapsed.

At this moment, all the Japanese soldiers were looking at the sky in horror, with confusion on their faces.

They really don't understand what's going on?

Logically speaking, the Tubalu couldn't have so many guns. But if it wasn't the Tubalu, whose guns were these?

"Rumble..."

Large groups of Japanese soldiers were cleared out.

Wang Hao struggled to push away the Japanese corpses above him, revealing his eyes and looking at the sky.

At this moment, a Japanese soldier's thigh fell down, blocking the gap in his view of the world.

The shells boomed down, but not a single one hit them.

The Eighth Route Army soldiers hid in the pile of corpses. Apart from feeling a little uncomfortable due to the shock, it was just some discomfort. The rest of the pain did not cause them any harm at all.

The Japanese soldiers were in a miserable state. They ran around everywhere, and some simply lay on the ground waiting to die.

But the shells would not let them go. No matter whether they ran around or lay on the ground waiting to die, they would die in the end.

What they didn't know was that when their division commander made this plan, he had already sentenced them to death.

Those tanks that had been scrapped just now were now blown into the air and turned into parts.

Those that had not yet been scrapped were also blown into pieces.

The Japanese were annihilated amidst the screams of agony.

The scene was simply horrific.

"Yoshi..."

In the office of Division Commander Matsuda, a ferocious smile appeared on the corner of Matsuda's mouth.

"Very good, very good. This time, Wang Hao, let's see where you can run. Hahahahahahaha..."

Division Commander Matsuda burst into laughter.

At this time, the phone rang again, and Division Commander Matsuda quickly picked it up.

"Moses Moses, who?"

"Your Excellency, the division commander, the whole street has been bombed to pieces, all the houses have collapsed, Wang Hao and our warriors are probably all dead, Your Excellency, division commander, do you want to stop the shelling, do you want to stop the shelling..."

"Yoshi yoshi... bomb for another 5 minutes, then stop the shelling."

Division Commander Matsuda gave a decisive order.

Even so, he was still not reassured and still ordered the bombing to continue for another 5 minutes.

"Pass on my orders. My guards and the remaining 500 people, all follow me. I will go out and collect Wang Hao's body myself."

Matsuda, with several hundred Japanese soldiers, drove a car and rumbled towards Wang Hao and his men.

The street where Wang Hao and his friends were and the two streets next to it had been bombed back and forth countless times.

At first, the Eighth Route Army soldiers were very scared. After all, this was artillery.

However, the artillery fire had no effect on them at all.

Gradually, the soldiers were no longer afraid. They remembered that their brother Hao's koi physique seemed to be protecting them.

So the soldiers pushed the bodies aside and lay there watching the bombardment, although the area was filled with smoke and they could not see anything.

However, it still made their scalps tingle.

The scene was so tragic.

Wang Qiang, Xiao Chen and others on the periphery were also not hit by the artillery fire because they were too close to Wang Hao.

At this moment, they didn't dare to run around. They could only lie there and look at the scene in front of them. They almost wanted to vomit.

It's so brutal and disgusting.

No, it's too disgusting and too brutal. I'll just open the can and eat it to calm my nerves.

Wang Qiang took out a can of food and started eating it there.

Looking at the beautiful scenery in front of him, he ate with great joy.

When many soldiers saw this, they also took out canned food and started eating.

Now, they are also covered by artillery fire. If they don’t eat now, they may have nothing to eat in the future.

No matter whether I live or die, I must eat my fill first. Even if I die, I want to die with a full stomach.

Finally, the sound of artillery fire gradually subsided.

Wang Qiang and Xiao Chen felt nothing wrong except a buzzing sensation in their heads.

"Haha, I'm alive. I actually survived the Japanese bombardment. Hahahaha..."

One of the soldiers laughed out loud.

It was incredible that they had survived such a horrific bombardment.

Let me ask you, should you be happy?

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The soldiers also laughed.

In fact, compared with Wang Hao and his men, the soldiers on the periphery were much more relaxed, so at this moment, they could laugh.

Wang Hao and his friends were in a bit of trouble. Yes, they were not injured, but they were covered in dust.

At this moment, the air was filled with smoke and dust, and they even had difficulty breathing.

The most important thing is that the two buildings on the left and right sides of the street were blown down, fell down to the left and right, hit each other in mid-air, and then stabilized.

Next are Wang Hao and his friends.

Even after being bombarded for so long, the two buildings just didn't collapse.

However, the dust under the two buildings is really huge.

Wang Hao used all his strength to push the corpse away and slowly crawled out, coughing as he crawled.

"Political Commissar, Political Commissar, are you still there? Cough cough cough cough..."

"Duan Peng Li San, if you're not dead, get out here! Where are you?"

Wang Hao was screaming hysterically there.

But now, no one can hear him.

There was no way. Everyone at the scene was deaf.

My head is still buzzing now!

If the shells hadn't bypassed them, they would have been killed by the explosion at least.

"Political Commissar Hao, Political Commissar Hao, Brother Ying, where are you? Where are you!"

Li San's head was buzzing, and he was shouting desperately. But he didn't know that he and Wang Hao were only back to back, and he would see Wang Hao as long as he turned around.

It's a pity that both of their heads were buzzing at this time and they no longer had the original reaction ability.

At this moment, Zhao Gang crawled up from between the two of them, grabbed Wang Hao's clothes and tried to stand up.

"Ahhh, who so and so?"

Wang Hao was startled and turned around: "Oh, isn't this our political commissar? Haha, political commissar, I'm so happy to see that you are still alive. Hahahaha..."

Li San also turned around and smiled.

Duan Peng, Yan Shuangying and other soldiers have already crawled out from the pile of dead bodies.