Bright Sword: I am the old squad leader of the Northwest Shanxi Iron Triangle

Chapter 208: It can be used after just a little repair.

"Sir, the Chinese have a good saying. As long as the green mountains remain, there is no need to worry about running out of firewood."

"Sir, please don't let this get you down."

"If you don't think straight, none of us will survive."

"Sir, the soldiers of the empire still need your leadership. Only you can lead them to victory."

Ozawa Ryu also shook his head. He had no other choice but to die.

Just at this moment, a bomb flew over.

This bomb fell directly on Tatsuya Ozawa's head.

Before Ozawa Ryu could react, he was knocked to the ground by the bomb.

He also threw away the samurai sword in his hand.

Immediately afterwards, there was a loud bang.

This guy and a dozen combat staff officers around him were blown into pieces of meat.

Clouds of blood mist rose into the air.

These dozen guys were blown into pieces on the spot, with flesh and blood scattered everywhere.

I have never been bombarded so hard in my life.

Many Japanese soldiers fled in a panic.

They ran away, cursing.

"Get out of here quickly."

"These Chinese people in Bageya Road are really terrible."

"I never thought that we would be beaten like this by the Chinese."

"I want to go back."

"We know where it is. There are so many planes."

These little Japanese soldiers fled, but they couldn't find the right direction at all.

There were rumbling sounds of explosions everywhere.

These little Japanese devils were running around everywhere like headless flies.

Machine gun fire broke out on the plane.

Each bomber was equipped with three machine guns, all of which were 12.7mm heavy machine guns.

This kind of heavy machine gun can even make holes in tanks, and it was extremely cruel to the Japanese soldiers.

Soon, 20 fighter planes swooped down.

These Japanese soldiers running around were chased by fighter planes.

Papapa

Snap, snap, snap… snap, snap…

Bullets fell on the Japanese devils like heavy raindrops.

A cloud of blood mist rose from the crowd of Japanese devils.

The Japs were smashed to pieces on the spot.

The bombing lasted for 20 minutes. These Japanese soldiers felt like they were in a nightmare and every day was a year.

Finally, the plane dropped all its bombs and used up all its bullets.

Only then did he return home in a grand manner.

Watching the plane fly away.

Many Japanese soldiers then crawled up from the ground.

There were flames everywhere.

Columns of black smoke rose into the sky.

Most of the Japanese soldiers were shot to death or blown to death, and the ground was covered with huge charred craters.

From these huge craters, bursts of green smoke would rise from time to time.

Those surviving Japanese soldiers were stabbed all over their bodies, leaving them in a horrible state.

"Damn it, those planes have finally left. Warriors, hurry up and get up." A seriously injured Japanese soldier shouted loudly. One of his arms had been blown off.

As he shouted, many Japanese soldiers struggled to get up from the ground. They had been stabbed to pieces. They staggered to the middle.

In the end, only more than 100 Japanese soldiers from a brigade were left, and these more than 100 soldiers were injured to varying degrees.

Some of the Japanese soldiers fell to the ground with a thud before they had even taken a few steps, blood gushing from all their orifices and convulsing all over their bodies.

These little devils had never seen such a tragic scene before.

"Where's the commander? Where's our commander?"

"He lost his senses. Just now, an aerial bomb was dropped at his feet, and he and a dozen combat staff were blown to pieces on the spot."

"So what should we do?"

The Japanese soldiers looked around in confusion. There were corpses and broken limbs everywhere.

"What else can we do except retreat? If we take one more step forward, we will die."

"There are only about 100 people left in our brigade, and they are all injured to varying degrees."

"We have never fought such a cowardly battle before. If we don't leave quickly, the enemy planes will fly back and we will definitely die."

After hearing this, the Japanese soldiers nodded repeatedly.

At this point, we can only retreat.

They supported the wounded one by one and limped back.

Most of the Japanese soldiers had suffered serious internal injuries, and all their weapons had been lost. It was wishful thinking and a daydream to let them go back.

Sure enough, many Japanese soldiers started coughing up blood as they walked.

They coughed one after another.

Cough cough cough...

Cough cough cough...

When these little devils coughed, they coughed out fragments of their internal organs.

These Japanese soldiers never imagined that large chunks of meat would be spit out of their mouths.

"Bagayalu, what is this? It looks like meat."

"How did this beast come out of my mouth?"

These little Japanese soldiers lay on the ground looking at the fragments of their own internal organs that they had vomited out.

However, when they saw it clearly, they were so shocked that they fell to the ground with a thump and could not get up again.

The people nearby were shocked when they saw it.

When these little devils came, the people could only run away.

However, they never expected that planes would come to bomb these Japanese devils!

Many of these people were guerrillas.

They came to watch boldly.

When the people saw that most of the Japanese soldiers fell to the ground, and there were no more, we rushed over, and the Japanese soldiers rushed in front of the Japanese soldiers.

"You sons of bitches have finally gotten what you deserved."

"Assholes like you deserved to die long ago."

"I want you to avenge the dead folks. Beat them hard for me."

These common people were used to being bullied by the Japanese devils, and there were also guerrillas among them.

As soon as these guerrillas took the lead, the other people immediately followed.

The guerrillas held machetes and chopped at the Japanese soldiers who were still alive.

The sound of the knife cutting into flesh continued to be heard.

These little Japs didn't even have the strength to fight back.

They could only watch helplessly as the machete, which could cut through iron like mud, came towards their heads.

In just a few minutes, all the Japanese soldiers were killed on the spot.

"Hurry up and collect the weapons of the Japs."

"The Japs' weapons are pretty good."

"With these weapons, we will be able to fight the Japanese well."

Under the leadership of the guerrillas, the people went all over the mountains to pick up the weapons of the Japanese devils.

Type 38 rifle, Type 99 light machine gun, Type 60 mortar, melon grenade, Type 92 infantry gun and Type 94 infantry gun...

Although many of the Type 92 infantry guns were damaged in the explosions, the guerrillas knew that they could be used again after some repairs.