Time travel! Regrets will never happen again!

Countless soldiers wearing German-equipped division uniforms emerged from the forest behind and on the sides.

The weapons in their hands flashed a light from time to time. After wasting their ammunition, the fighter planes in the sky circled in the air and then disappeared into the western sky.

Countless soldiers of the 78th Army on the ground charged at the Japanese in front of them, and the Japanese were suppressing their anger after being strafed by fighter planes.

They also stood up and rushed towards the Chinese soldiers. The soldiers in the front fired at the enemies opposite.

The soldiers on the front lines of both sides were shot and fell to the ground one after another, but none of the soldiers behind them retreated or were afraid.

"Kill! Kill! Kill"

"Kill him!"

Soldiers from both sides kept falling and being replaced. All the soldiers of the 78th Army learned that the 114th Division had massacred Chinese soldiers and civilians in the capital.

They now have only one belief! That is to kill all the little devils and use their heads to commemorate their dead compatriots.

"Kill!" It was as if all the soldiers were released with some unknown powerful BUFF, and the entire battlefield became extremely bloody.

Faced with the Chinese soldiers whose individual weapons were far superior to their own, the Japanese soldiers began to get scared after fighting for more than ten minutes.

Facing the overwhelming submachine gun bullets, they often stabbed a Chinese soldier to death with a bayonet, which required them to sacrifice three or four lives.

This happened even though the training foundation and military literacy of Chinese soldiers were far inferior to theirs.

"Boom!" Just when the infantry on both sides were blood-thirsty and tried every means to kill each other.

There was a rumbling sound on the eastern road of the forest. Many Japanese soldiers saw that the Locust Army warriors behind them seemed to be driven by something terrifying.

A large number of Japanese soldiers in their rear squeezed forward, while the first wave of Japanese soldiers at the front line who were mixed with the 78th Army had been basically wiped out.

The remaining Japanese troops were frightened by the madness of the Chinese soldiers. They began to hesitate and no one was willing to go up and die.

Even though the Chinese army on the opposite side had continued to charge towards them, no one was willing to charge forward.

Now there was another riot in their rear, and a large number of soldiers were crowding towards the front.

"Boom boom boom boom boom" continuous explosions sounded in the east, and the roar of the tank engines had reached the ears of many Japanese soldiers.

A ball of fire flickered at the edge of the forest in the distance, and many Japanese soldiers saw a point of light flying towards them quickly.

"Boom!" A 76mm artillery shell exploded in the crowd, and seven or eight Japanese soldiers were knocked to the ground, with their limbs and arms scattered all over the ground.

In the eyes of many Japanese soldiers, a gray-black steel chariot emerged from the forest, followed by the second and third chariots.

Until nearly a hundred armored vehicles of various types rushed out of the forest, followed by a large number of infantry.

"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh" nearly a hundred mortars began to throw shells into the devil's team. These were all received through emergency exchanges after Wang Chun arrived at the front line.

They told outsiders that the equipment was stored here in advance, but in fact, the soldiers of the 78th Army were already accustomed to this.

Obof was protected by hundreds of soldiers from the 150th Regiment, who took advantage of the chaos and rushed into the forest.

However, they did not know that there were countless soldiers from the 78th Army in the forest at this moment, forming an encirclement around them.

Nearly a hundred mortars fired rapidly, launching thousands of shells into the area where Japanese troops were densely concentrated in just a few minutes.

The situation on the other side was even more terrifying. Dozens of tanks pushed forward along the edge of the forest. Facing these Japanese troops who had already abandoned most of their heavy equipment, it was a massacre!

The Japanese soldiers in the front row fell around the forest, torn apart by the coaxial machine gun bullets in the tanks.

Some sturdy trees were wailing in front of the T34 that was constantly spraying bullets, and the tree trunks were hit by machine gun bullets and wood chips flew everywhere.

The flying wood chips pierced into the bodies of the Japanese soldiers around it like steel needles.

The Japanese troops who rushed into the forest thought they could escape, but within a few minutes of entering the forest, they were massacred by the machine gun positions set up by the soldiers of the 78th Army.

For a moment, the sounds of wailing, shouting, and cursing mixed with the sound of gunfire, as if they were playing a death song for the Japanese Army's 114th Division.

The Chinese army squeezed the Japanese 114th Division towards the middle area from all directions. At this time, the fate of the 114th Division had been decided.

At first, organized Japanese troops actually raised their weapons against the soldiers of the 78th Army. It was now September 42.

A large number of Japanese veterans had already been transferred to the Pacific battlefield, and a small half of the 114th Division were recruits who had just finished training camp for half a year.

So when serious riots broke out in the division and the division was surrounded by enemies, some people began to choose to surrender.

Once the first person surrendered, naturally others began to follow suit, especially when a group of Japanese soldiers knelt in front of the tanks of the armored brigade.

Some officers who tried to prevent them from surrendering had already been stopped by these officers who had just experienced the riots and witnessed with their own eyes how their superiors dealt with those in the division headquarters.

Small-scale riots occurred again, but this time it was no longer a struggle for power, but for survival.

In fact, it would be useless for these Japanese devils to surrender, because their fate had already been determined since they entered the 114th Division.

It’s all their predecessors’ fault for going too far.

"Tie them all up and take them to the back!" Gong Feng looked at the Japanese soldiers who were kneeling on the ground with their heads hung low, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Not long after Obof led hundreds of soldiers into the forest, many of them got lost. Now he said that there are less than a hundred people left around him.

Obov, who was supported by two soldiers while running away, did not notice that there were several black gun muzzles pointed at them nearly a hundred meters ahead of them.

"Captain! A group of Japanese soldiers has arrived! There are nearly a hundred of them!"

A soldier with a childish face saw the Japanese coming and hurriedly reminded the company commander.

Captain Zhang patted him on the head gently and said, "Little monkey, keep your voice down or my eardrums will be shattered! Why are you so nervous? They are just a hundred or so Japanese remnants! What's there to be afraid of?"

After saying that, he pulled the little monkey towards him and pressed his entire body into the shelter to prevent him from seeing the scene outside.

"Get ready for battle! Follow my orders!" After saying this, the company commander pointed the PPSh in his hand at the direction where the Japanese were rushing towards him.

When the Japanese soldiers came within 50 meters, Captain Zhang shouted "Fire!"

"Da da da" countless bullets flew towards the direction where the Japanese soldiers were running, and the dozen or so Japanese soldiers running in the front all fell down in an instant.

The Japanese soldiers behind hurriedly lay down on the ground, but after they lay down quickly, the brigade commander Obof, who was being supported by two soldiers, was completely exposed to dozens of various guns.

The unusual general's uniform and the golden strap on the hilt of the samurai sword hanging at his waist all show that this guy is an important character.

For a moment, Obov, who was standing alone in the middle, finally reacted and tried to lie down, but it was too late. Several submachine guns had already sprayed out strings of bullets.

"Puff, puff!" More than a dozen bullets rushed into Obof's body at the first moment.

The whole person seemed to be dancing on the spot, swaying from side to side, and then fell straight back.

"Whoosh" two rockets were fired and exploded next to the Japanese. The brigade commander was actually killed by the Chinese in front of him.

These Japanese soldiers seemed to be crazy. They stood up with strange cries and launched a death charge facing the dense rain of bullets.

But everything was in vain. The gunfire soon stopped. The defeated soldiers, numbering less than a hundred, were facing a company equipped with more than a dozen light machine guns, ten rocket launchers, and a large number of submachine guns. If they launched a charge, they would undoubtedly be courting death.