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

Chapter 277 These little devils got what they deserved

The Japanese soldiers were all extremely shocked. Several artillery shells flew over and directly blew them into meat paste.

The remaining Japanese soldiers lay on the ground and dared not move.

They were still shouting wildly just now.

Now they are all dumb.

"Brothers, we are almost at Toyota. Do you see these little devils? Don't use any more shells. Don't waste them."

“Just crush me.

If we can't crush them to death, we can use anti-aircraft machine guns or heavy machine guns. Remember, every shell we fire is aimed at an important target of the Japanese."

Following Zhang Dabiao's order, all the gunners immediately stopped firing.

At this moment, the anti-aircraft machine gunners and heavy machine gunners were also targeting these Japanese devils.

However, all the machine gunners did not fire continuously, they only used bursts.

Once the Japanese were spotted, a few bullets flew over them.

Under the fire of anti-aircraft machine guns and heavy machine guns, these little devils had no power to fight back. Only now did these little devils know what real power was.

The ground was littered with the corpses of the Japanese soldiers, who were all regretting their actions.

"Where did these Chinese tanks come from? How did they suddenly get here?"

"At this speed, there's no way we can dodge.

The tanks of these damn straight men should not be coming towards us, they should be coming towards Fengtian City.

This is a problem. We are still building anti-tank concrete cones here.

But these tanks that can reach people are so tall, what use will they be even if we build concrete cones?

These concrete cones can't stop these tall tanks."

"Hurry up and find a way to report to Fengtian. Toyota's cell phone doesn't know that this group of Eighth Route Army is coming. If we don't report it, everything will be over. This group of Eighth Route Army will attack us and we will be caught off guard."

But only a few dozen Japanese soldiers survived.

The Japanese soldier who was boiling water was also killed by a cannon.

It is wishful thinking and a daydream for these Japanese devils to run to Fengtian City to report. It is even harder than climbing to the sky.

For a moment, these Japanese soldiers didn't know what to do.

At this moment, the sound of tracks rolling over the surface continued to be heard, and the tank was getting closer and closer to them.

This scared the Japanese so much that they didn't know what to do.

"Bagayalu, tell me, what should we do? Are we just going to sit here and wait to die?"

"If we don't find a solution, we'll all die."

The tanks were getting closer and closer to them. They were already within 200 meters of them.

Many Japanese soldiers quickly raised their Type 38 rifles and shot at the tanks.

The crackling sound of gunfire turned into a shower of bullets, cutting through the air and hitting the tank, before soaring into the air again.

These Japanese devils want to shoot through the tanks with bullets, which is simply wishful thinking and a daydream.

The Type 59 tank is extremely powerful, and its corrosion-resistant armor is beyond the imagination of these Japanese devils.

Even if these Japanese devils tried their best, they would never be able to destroy the tanks.

The Japanese reacted. The tanks did not shoot at them, not even a single bullet was fired, the tanks wanted to crush them all to death.

When they thought of this, the Japanese devils immediately started cursing.

"Those damn Chinese pigs on Bageya Road want to crush us to death."

"Warriors of the Empire, take out all the relevant grenades. We are going to fight these Chinese to the death."

"They want to crush us to death. We must not let them win. We must let these people know how powerful we are."

Looking at the distance, these Japanese soldiers were getting closer and closer. Many of them took out their grenades and gently knocked them on their heads.

With a few whoosh sounds, several melon grenades were thrown over like tanks.

These grenades were thrown onto the tank, making a clanging sound, and soon all the grenades slid off the tank.

Two seconds later, all of these grenades exploded violently. However, it was wishful thinking and daydreaming to expect these grenades to blow up the tanks.

The shock wave from the explosion didn't even scratch Jack's skin.

These little Japanese soldiers went crazy and didn't know what to do.

A Japanese soldier saw the tanks rushing towards him and quickly stood up and prepared to run. However, he was less than 1.45 meters tall, and his short legs were of no use no matter how fast he moved on the snow.

The tank rushed over at a speed that the Japanese soldier could hardly imagine, and with a click, it knocked the Japanese soldier more than 20 meters away.

The Japanese soldier couldn't dodge in time and fell to the ground with a thud.

In an instant, the Japanese guy's waist was broken and he became a high-level paraplegic.

The tank rolled over, and its tracks began to crush the Japanese soldier's legs.

This little Japanese soldier had never suffered such torture before. He felt a piercing pain and grimaced in pain.

At this moment, the tank rolled over his chest, waist, and head.

The sound of bones breaking continued to ring out. The Japanese soldier's helmet was crushed to pieces.

The little Japanese soldier was crushed into a ball of minced meat all over his body.

Not only that, the body of the Japanese soldier was still hanging on the track of the tank. The tank continued to move forward, and after traveling for dozens of meters, the body of the Japanese soldier fell off the tank.

All the other Japanese soldiers crawled up from the ground. They knew that if they stayed lying on the ground, they would be waiting to die.

The tank tracks rolled over them, and the Japanese soldiers had no way of avoiding the tank's speed, which was beyond their imagination.

A few more Japanese soldiers fell to their knees in the snow, kowtowed to the tanks. For these Japanese soldiers, the most important thing at this moment was to stay alive.

But all the tank drivers knew that only dead Japs were good, and they must not let these Japs survive.

Eat them. Those Japanese devils killed so many people in our Chinese land. Their hands are stained with blood. If we let them live, it would be disrespectful to the dead and it would be unfair to them.

Soon, the tanks crushed the bodies of these little devils, and all of them were crushed into the snow, and they became lonely ghosts without a burial place.

These little devils got what they deserved.