Roaming the universe, all thanks to your many dark skills!

Then Rosen took Chang Liang and cruised beside the train, cleaning out all the carriages where the Japanese soldiers were stationed.

Although Rosen did not earn much merit points, he enjoyed riding a bike. It also allowed Lao Hong and others to move supplies in peace and retreat leisurely.

"Rosen, the mission is accomplished, it's time to go." Lao Hong watched his men disappear into the darkness, waved and shouted to Rosen.

"You guys go now." Rosen shook his head and said, "The Japanese reinforcements are coming. I plan to stay and entertain them."

"How can you do it alone?!" Lao Hong was anxious. He took two quick steps and grabbed Rosen's arm, as if he was afraid that he would run away. He said earnestly: "Rosen, I know you are eager to fight the Japanese, but you have to pay attention to your safety. How about I ask a few more brothers to stay with you?"

"No need." Rosen shook his head and refused. "I have a car. I can fight whenever I want and leave whenever I want. It's very safe. If someone follows me, I won't be free. You should leave quickly, or it will be too late."

Rosen squinted his eyes and looked at the dark night in the distance. He said, "They are only two miles away."

Seeing his firm attitude, Lao Hong didn't know how he knew that the Japanese were two miles away, but he still decisively chose to leave.

But before leaving, he still reminded: "Be careful, retreat if you can't win."

Rosen made an OK gesture to him, then stepped on the accelerator and rushed forward.

He gave the crooked-handled rifle to Chang Liang, but he still had plenty of other weapons.

In order to express his warm welcome to the uninvited Japanese soldiers, he decided to give them some fresh and hot steel shrapnel for them to taste.

After Rosen drove the Centaur forward four or five hundred meters, he stopped by the roadside. Then he took out a Type 97 mortar from the storage compartment, quickly placed it on the ground, began to adjust the angle, then loaded the ammunition and opened fire.

The Type 90 mortar has a very famous nickname in China: a small steel cannon. It has a caliber of about 2890mm, a maximum range of 20 meters, and a theoretical rate of fire of rounds per minute.

But these data become meaningless when they meet Rosen.

With the attribute blessing of basic long-range combat LV8 and artillery specialization LV5, Rosen fired 30 mortar shells in just 25 seconds.

Accompanied by the rumbling sound of the explosion, the Japanese soldiers who had just seen the train suffered a devastating bombing.

The artillery shells fired by Rosen were not concentrated in one place, but were scattered.

As the shrapnel flew, it covered an area of ​​several hundred meters, and none of the Japanese soldiers in the area escaped.

Even so, Rosen still felt unsatisfied, and released another thirty or forty corpse explosions before driving away on the Centaur.

Behind him, apart from bullet holes of varying sizes, there were only pieces of flesh and rotten bones all over the ground. As for the train, it had already stopped, but no one dared to get off to check.

It was not until Rosen had left for a long time that someone came over to take a look, and then ran away vomiting loudly.

That night, Rosen was in no hurry to go home.

He rode a Centaur and rushed along the railway with the bright headlights on.

Occasionally, they would stop and release poisonous vines and clay golems to dismantle the rails along the way, and then store the dismantled rails into the storage compartment. In short, they would never leave any for the devils.

Also, when he sees a train, he usually goes over to take a look.

If it's a passenger bus, please let it go.

After all, even if some of the passengers on the bus were Japanese, most of them were Chinese.

He couldn't just kill them all just for the sake of pleasure.

But if it was a truck, Rosen would definitely not show mercy.

He just teleported over and shot the Japanese driver dead with one shot. Then he left behind a golden combination of grenades and aerial bombs, and then floated away with a loud bang.

A train without a locomotive is like a snake without a head, completely useless.

According to the Japanese statistics, that night, a total of 23 trains were suspended because their locomotives were destroyed.

The number of casualties among the Japanese soldiers responsible for escorting the transport was as high as over 500.

The worst thing was that the loss of supplies was so huge that it was hard to count how many high-ranking Japanese officers slammed the table and cursed.

Snapped.

"Baka." Fujiwara Hirokazu was also banging the table. Standing in front of him was not only the stationmaster of Lincheng Station, Tanimoto, but also Aokigawa, who had just taken over Iwai's position as captain of the gendarmerie.

Fujiwara Hiroichi roared: "Overnight, not only was Lianyungang attacked, our ships suffered heavy losses, and the Jinpu Railway suffered an unprecedented blow. 23 trains were bombed. The losses of the Great Japanese Empire are simply incalculable, and we don't even know who the enemy is. This is a shameful dereliction of duty and an incompetence that deserves execution."

"Yes." Tanimoto and Aokigawa agreed at the same time.

"I can't control other places." Fujiwara Hirokazu stared at them and said, "We must find out who was responsible for the robbery of the train leaving Lincheng, and then catch them and punish them severely to serve as a warning to others."

"Yes." The two continued to nod in agreement.

"Especially you." Fujiwara Hiroichi looked at Aoki Chuan and said, "Mr. Aoki, I specifically asked you to come from the field army because your army captured Jinling and suffered at the hands of Rosen. Now that he has appeared again, it is time to seek revenge on him."

"I will, Commander Fujiwara." Aoki Chuan said with a cold look, "I will chop off Rosen's head with my own hands and avenge the deaths of you gentlemen."

Bath.

Lao Hong and others were taking a bath in a large water tank.

Chang Liang, with a towel on his head, said, "You didn't see how powerful Brother Luo was. He was 20 to 30 meters away, and with one hand, he threw the grenade into the enemy's carriage."

At this point, he looked at Qi Lu, who was dozing with a towel covering his face, and said, "Didn't you make a bet with Brother Luo? Who won now?"

"He killed all the Japs, but didn't intercept the train, so I didn't lose and he didn't win either." Qi Lu said.

"That may not be the case." Lin Dong said, "Today, there was another Japanese soldier named Qing Muchuan at the station. I heard that he had invaded Nanjing before and killed many of our Chinese. He threatened to kill Rosen for revenge."

"I heard that last night, right after we left, the entire railway was in turmoil, and twenty or thirty trains were blown up. I guess it might have something to do with Rosen."

"I just received a letter from the mountain, too." Lao Hong said in a low voice, suppressing his excitement, "Last night at around 7 or 8 o'clock, a lot of Japanese ships in Lianyungang were bombed. It is said that a troop transport ship sank, and three to four thousand Japanese died on the spot."

"Brother Hong, you said Rosen did this?" Qi Lu suddenly pulled off the towel on his face and asked in surprise.

"It's very likely." Lao Hong nodded and said, "He asked me about Lianyungang yesterday. He also said that he wanted to do something big in Lianyungang, but I didn't believe him."

"Even if it was him, it took less than two hours to go back and forth for 400 to 500 kilometers. How did you do it?" Qi Lu said in astonishment, "You couldn't have flown there."

"Who knows."

"A genius like Brother Luo must have extraordinary means. Anyway, I am convinced." Chang Liang said.