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

Although the Japanese were filled with fear.

But under the strict orders of the superiors, they had to bite the bullet and move forward.

Their footsteps became heavier, and every step seemed to require all their strength.

Their eyes constantly scanned their surroundings.

He held the weapon tightly in his hand, ready to deal with any possible danger at any time.

However, fate did not seem to let these poor devils go.

Not long after, deafening noises were heard.

Several more Japanese soldiers accidentally stepped on landmines.

The explosion was so powerful that it instantly knocked all the Japanese soldiers around to the ground.

Those Japanese soldiers who were unfortunate enough to step on landmines were blown to pieces, with their limbs flying everywhere.

They didn't even have time to scream before they were dead.

Those Japanese soldiers who were not hit by the bomb were frightened out of their wits by the sudden explosion.

Some of them lay on the ground, holding their heads in their hands, trembling.

Some fled in panic, completely losing the will to fight.

Seeing this tragic scene, the face of the Mizuhara division commander became even uglier.

There was a flame of anger burning in his eyes, and two of his teeth were almost broken.

They had lost hundreds of soldiers before they even saw the enemy.

For him, this was simply a great shame.

"Baga! You are all warriors of the Imperial Japanese Army.

Bring out your samurai spirit and cheer up." The Mizuhara division commander roared angrily.

He waved the saber in his hand, as if to vent all the anger in his heart.

At this time, his officer walked cautiously to Mizuhara and said:

"Your Excellency, Division Commander, we can't move forward like this.

Our soldiers have suffered heavy losses.

If we continue like this, we will lose more than half of our men before we even see the enemy."

When Mizuhara heard what the officer said, his anger instantly exploded.

He suddenly raised his hand and slapped the officer twice.

"Bakayaro! How dare you shake the morale of the army." Mizuhara's eyes were wide open with anger.

He shouted loudly: "We are the Imperial Japanese Army, how can we be frightened by these little traps?

Keep moving forward! Anyone who dares to retreat will be killed without mercy!"

The Japanese officer was beaten dizzy, but he did not dare to resist at all.

He could only lower his head helplessly and convey Mizuhara's orders.

Under the threat of Suwon, the Japanese soldiers once again plucked up their courage and continued to move forward.

Although they were filled with fear, they had no choice.

They could only obey orders and walk step by step towards the death trap.

The Japanese soldiers walking in front became more cautious.

They moved forward almost inch by inch.

Double-check that the ground is safe with every step you take.

Their faces were filled with fear and sweat kept dripping from their foreheads.

However, traps seem to be everywhere.

No matter how careful they were, the Japanese kept triggering the traps.

Every time the trap was triggered, it was accompanied by screams and cries of terror.

After walking for a while, the Japanese found that there seemed to be no traps.

They finally breathed a sigh of relief, but at this time they had already lost a thousand warriors.

Commander Mizuhara rode forward on his big horse, looking arrogant and conceited.

Despite heavy losses, they finally broke through these hateful traps.

"Humph! You think you can stop the Imperial Japanese Army with just these little traps?

It's wishful thinking!" Mizuhara, the division commander, puffed out his chest.

He waved the saber in his hand and shouted:

"These damned Tubalu, do they think they can stop us from advancing with these traps?

They are so naive! We are the Imperial Japanese Army and we are invincible!

They are destined to be defeated by us!"

Mizuhara's voice echoed in the air, and the surviving Japanese soldiers seemed to be encouraged after hearing it.

They all raised their heads, and a hint of fighting spirit rekindled in their eyes.

The commander of the Mizuhara Division continued his bold statement: "Our Imperial Japanese Army is invincible!

We have the most advanced weapons and the bravest warriors.

Wang Hao and his men are just a bunch of rabble, they can't compete with us at all!

Today, we will annihilate them in one fell swoop and fight for the glory of the empire!"

However, the arrogance of the Mizuhara division commander did not last long. The next second, Wang Hao and his men opened fire.

Suddenly, the sound of gunfire rang out, and bullets rained down on the Japanese.

The Japanese soldiers, who had just been immersed in the joy of surviving the disaster, suddenly fell into panic again.

Suddenly, another wave of devils fell.

Before they even had time to react, their lives were taken away by ruthless bullets.

After all, the Mizuwon division commander was an experienced commander, and he quickly calmed down.

He immediately organized a counterattack, shouting: "Counterattack! Counterattack!

Victory is just ahead, charge! Kill them! Kill the chickens! "

The Japanese soldiers raised their guns and started shooting in the direction of Wang Hao and his men.

However, Wang Hao and his men had already occupied the advantageous terrain and hid very cleverly.

The Japs' bullets couldn't hit them at all; they just flew around in the air.

Seeing that he could not hit the enemy, the commander of the Mizuhara Division shouted loudly: "Take out the grenade launchers! Hit them hard."

The Japanese immediately took out their grenade launchers and began firing shells at Wang Hao and his team's position.

But the shells still failed to hit Wang Hao and his group, and fell on the open ground.

The Japs' grenade launchers and shells missed the target one after another.

The explosions created holes in the ground and raised clouds of dust.

The Japanese soldiers looked at the ineffective attack, and the glimmer of hope that had just ignited in their hearts was instantly shattered.

They held their guns nervously and fired blindly.

The face of the Mizuhara division commander became even gloomier.

He gripped the saber tightly in his hand, veins bulging on his forehead.

He raised the saber in his hand and was about to speak.

However, before he could open his mouth, shells fell like the roar of death.

The first shell whizzed down and exploded at the edge of the Japanese team.

The huge impact force instantly knocked the surrounding Japanese soldiers to the ground.

Their bodies were blown to pieces, blood and dirt mixed together.

The Japanese soldiers nearby were frightened and panicked by the sudden explosion.

They all lay on the ground, not daring to raise their heads.

Immediately afterwards, the second and third shells fell one after another.

Every explosion was accompanied by the devils’ screams and cries of terror.

Some Japanese soldiers were directly hit by artillery shells and were instantly blown to pieces.

Some Japanese soldiers were blown away by the shock wave of the explosion and fell heavily to the ground, with no one knowing whether they were alive or dead.

The entire Japanese army fell into chaos.

Their originally neat formation was blown to pieces by the artillery shells.

The Japs fled everywhere, trampling on each other.

Some Japanese soldiers tried to find shelter to avoid the artillery attacks.

But in this empty place, there is nowhere to hide.

The commander of the Mizuwon Division was also frightened by the sudden artillery fire.

His horse was frightened and neighed continuously, almost throwing him to the ground.