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

Chapter 220 Who can take this responsibility?

"How could this damn road be so terrible? I have never seen such a terrible situation." These Japanese soldiers were extremely sad, as if they had lost their parents.

They couldn't help taking off their hats.

The charred corpses on the ground shocked the Japanese.

"Find a way to transport these bodies away, otherwise..." Before one of the Japanese soldiers could finish his words, he suddenly felt unstable and stumbled.

The Japanese soldier kicked the two corpses.

This had already been burned, and the bodies had been severely carbonized. When he kicked them, the two bodies were instantly smashed to pieces.

When the other Japanese soldiers saw this, they were even more shocked. They didn't expect the charred corpse to be carbonized like this.

A gust of wind blew over.

The charred body was blown away, and the air was filled with black smoke.

"Damn it, this is horrible. This is simply cremating a living person."

"What kind of aerial bombs did the Eighth Route Army use? The aerial bombs of our Great Japanese Empire are extremely powerful, but I have never seen our aerial bombs blow people up like this."

"The Tubalu are becoming more and more powerful now. The scene is shocking."

"Warriors of the Empire, watch your step and do not crush these people who have been burned."

"Let's get inside the building and rescue them. I hope our officers are okay at this time."

The Japanese soldiers walked in trembling with fear.

The building has also turned pitch black.

The sound of snapping continued, and all the Japanese soldiers were extremely worried.

"Everyone, be careful. We must rescue our general no matter what."

Soon, hundreds of Japanese soldiers rushed into the building.

When these Japanese devils rush into the building and see this, they will become even more desperate.

All the walls in the building have been burned black.

All the metal structures in the building were burned into liquid, and after the liquid cooled down again, it became deformed.

More than 100 Japanese soldiers rushed in. When they climbed up the stairs, they heard a crackling sound from the stairs under their feet.

"Everyone, be careful. The main structure of this building has been burned and deformed. Make sure there are no problems."

The little devils reminded one after another, but they hadn't finished their words.

There was a loud bang.

The stairs of this five-story building collapsed directly.

Many Japanese soldiers fell directly from the upper floor to the lower floor, but the matter was not over yet.

Then, a series of crackling sounds were heard. The already burnt black building quickly split into countless cracks at a speed visible to the naked eye.

These cracks are as fine as spider webs, but they are getting bigger and bigger.

Immediately afterwards, a rumbling sound was heard, and the building collapsed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

None of the Japanese soldiers in the building were spared and were all trapped underneath.

The Japanese soldiers outside were shocked when they saw it.

"Bageyalu, hurry up and save people?"

"We have to rescue them no matter what."

Many more Japanese soldiers rushed forward, covering their noses, and the dust from the collapsed building rose dozens of meters high.

A chain reaction ensued.

All the buildings in the Japanese Kwantung Army Headquarters collapsed.

The scene became a mess.

More than half an hour later, it was already bright.

More and more Japanese devils gathered here.

The scene was devastated and horrible. The shock wave generated by the collapse of the continent had blown away all the charred bodies of the Japanese soldiers nearby.

"Is there anyone still alive in Bageyalu?"

"If anyone is still alive, please speak up."

"We are here to rescue you. If anyone is still alive, please let us know. We will rescue you right now."

However, these little Japanese soldiers shouted at the top of their lungs for more than ten minutes but no one made a sound.

When the red sun rises, its path shines brightly.

The Japanese soldiers discovered in despair that no one in the building was left alive.

These little Japanese devils were extremely angry.

"Bageyalu, these damn Tubalu."

Now these little Japs can do nothing but curse.

The building collapsed and broke into countless pieces of powder.

One can imagine the situation of the Japanese commander in the building.

Once again they searched rapidly among the wreckage.

However, no complete body was found at the scene.

These little devils were in despair.

"My lords, what should we do?"

"The bodies of the generals have been mixed with these buildings."

"We have no idea which parts are from the bodies of our generals, and which parts are from the buildings."

The highest commander on the scene has become the captain of the garrison in the city.

The captain of the defending army, Yuichi Watanabe, shook his head and sighed deeply.

He didn't know how to distinguish the devil Watanabe.

"Sir, we have to find a way to bring back the bodies of the generals."

"How do we take it back?" the old Japanese Watanabe asked back.

The bodies of people like Saburo Tanaka were mixed with all the buildings.

"We can only symbolically bring back some powder. Apart from that, there is no other way."

After hearing this, the other Japanese soldiers nodded repeatedly.

Half an hour later.

Anti-aircraft artillery positions outside the city.

"Bageyalu, you idiots, what happened last night?"

"The Eighth Route Army's planes were bombing our Kwantung Army headquarters, and you didn't even react at all."

"You idiots are just so abominable."

The old Japanese soldier Watanabe took off the white gloves on his hands, raised his hands and started to beat the anti-aircraft artillerymen violently.

It was only then that the anti-aircraft artillery realized that their Kwantung Army Headquarters had been blown to pieces.

"Report to the commander, this matter has nothing to do with us. We never thought that the enemy would attack us at night."

"Sir, these Eighth Route Army soldiers attacked in the early morning. Not only did we not expect this, no one else did."

"Sir, our searchlights have not been able to power themselves since 12 o'clock last night."

"Only two of our 12 searchlights were working, and these two searchlights had no way of detecting targets in the air."

This devil Watanabe doesn't want to listen to what people are saying here.

"I should chop all of you to pieces, damn it."

After Watanabe finished speaking, he drew out his samurai sword.

The little Japanese soldiers were so frightened that they sat there trembling with fear and dared not move.

"Who can take the responsibility for reducing all the officers in the Kwantung Army headquarters to ashes?"