Snow Leopard: Building the Strongest Elite Group through Robbery

At such a close distance, there is no need to aim, and the opponent will not give you a chance.

Zhou Weiguo stuffed the shell in, took a quick look at it, and fired it directly.

Coincidentally, the shell hit the buttocks, and the tank moved forward a circle and stopped. It seemed that the track was broken.

bang bang bang...

The anti-aircraft machine guns were aimed at the enemies in the distance and began to suppress them. Seeing that the enemies were suppressed, Fang Shengli led his men and rushed forward.

A loud bang was heard from behind the broken wall, and the huge impact force blew away those in front who had not fallen down.

The flying stones hit my body and it hurt.

Zhou Weiguo looked at the destroyed tank with a grim face and was furious.

He had intended to seize two tanks, but now one of them had been blown up by the enemy.

"I'm not done with them. Push on. Either they die or we live. Destroy his headquarters."

While cursing, Zhou Weiguo and his men quickly came to the tank.

The tank's lid was open. He went in to take a look and found that it was usable, but the tracks were broken.

"Look, engineers, come up and tear off a piece of the blown-up track for me. Let's quickly connect it and support the battle ahead."

Zhou Weiguo did not lead the troops forward. Fang Shengli was in front of him, so he helped to repair the tank. After the tank was repaired, he jumped into the driver's cab and leaned his head to the side and said, "Don't be in a daze. An artilleryman came in, and a machine gunner was placed on top. Please help me get two sandbags to block the top."

The soldiers hurriedly lifted the sandbags onto the tank. When everything was ready, Zhou Weiguo started the tank and chased ahead.

After giving the order for the counterattack and making adjustments, Shangjing did not dare to stay on the top floor.

He knew that the Central Army failed to hit him within 300 meters, but he did not dare to take the risk. If the other side had a sniper, he would be dead.

After returning to his headquarters, Shangjing took a sip of tea, put his hands on his hips and said to the adjutant beside him, "After the battle is over, check for me which unit this is."

"Hi." The adjutant agreed and came over. Before he could speak, a rumbling sound came from outside, which sounded like a tank.

"Your Excellency, our troops are back."

Shang Jing nodded and smiled, finally saving his face. Otherwise, he would have lost all his face after today.

He came to the window happily, took a look, and then slapped his adjutant in the face.

What came back? They might as well not have come back.

The Empire's tanks were indeed heading towards them, but following them were not Empire soldiers, but Central Army soldiers wearing blue-gray uniforms.

"Bakayarro, this is the greatest shame since the founding of the Imperial Navy."

Their own soldiers betrayed and surrendered to the enemy.

boom……

A shell landed next to the headquarters, knocking two soldiers to the ground and apparently dying.

The adjutant, whose face was swollen, saw that the soldiers were unable to stop them, so he pointed to the distance and said, "Mr. Lieutenant Colonel, should we evacuate?"

If they don't evacuate, the enemy will surround them, and the man in front of them will be the first lieutenant colonel to die in battle since the war began.

Lord Shangjing can die with honor, but you must never be the first one. If you are the first one, it will definitely not be a glorious thing.

"Since I joined the army, I have never heard of the word evacuation." Shang Jing said gritting his teeth.

The adjutant was so angry that he wanted to stamp his feet. It was already this late at night, why bother with all this?

"Your Excellency, Lieutenant Colonel, do you want to be the first Lieutenant Colonel to die for the Empire?" The adjutant thought for a moment and added, "Does your Excellency think that such a death is glorious for him?"

Not glorious at all.

Shangjing hesitated, and when another shell fell, he suddenly came to his senses and pointed at the map; "We evacuate here."

The adjutant took a look and his eyes widened instantly. "Your Excellency, this place is probably not suitable."

Shang Jing glared at his adjutant and said, "You don't think that we with two legs can outrun them with four legs, right? It's safest to go here. Because they don't dare to go there."

Commander Yu and his men were chasing after him.

But wherever he went, all he saw were corpses on the ground and soldiers from the independent battalion collecting their spoils.

He saw Xiao Ye jumping and shouting from a distance, "Don't waste it. I told you that I can sell anything you have looted. Why did you leave this military uniform for them? Are you planning to give it to them for the New Year? Take it off, and take off your shoes too."

Commander Yu asked someone to stop the car and then came to Ono.

Xiao Ye had heard Zhou Weiguo introduce him to him, and he had also met him himself. Zhou Weiguo had known Xiao Ye outside the Great Wall, and later met Xiao Ye again in Tokyo.

"Xiao Ye." Commander Yu called out.

Xiao Ye, who was shouting at the soldiers and pulling their clothes, heard someone shouting. He turned around and saw that it was Division Commander Yu. He quickly dropped his cigarette and ran over to ask, "Division Commander, why are you here?"

"I came to see the Special Forces. Do you know where they went?"

I have been here for so long, where have they gone?

Ono had been following Zhou Weiguo with a platoon of men. When the battle was in the front, he was responsible for collecting supplies.

"It went forward, and it's been less than five minutes." Ono pointed in the direction.

Commander Yu didn't ask any more questions. He turned around and left. But then he thought of something and turned his head to look at Ono and pointed at the Japanese soldier next to him who was stripped down to his underwear. "Why are you taking his clothes off?"

"Sell it." Ono pointed to the clothes piled on a truck; "These are good stuff."

The plan is to sell it to ghosts.

"Who are you selling it to?" Commander Yu suddenly asked.

He was really curious about why Ono was going to sell these things to that unlucky guy.

Xiao Ye chuckled, "Master, I have a good idea. If I say it can be sold, then it can be sold."

Okay, this has nothing to do with me, I'd better go to the front and take a look, so as not to let this guy cause any more trouble.

The above order meant that he should drive out the Japanese troops in Zhabei, but did not let him pursue them. Now he has already chased them out.

After Commander Yu finished speaking, he didn’t get in the car anymore and walked forward with his men.

As he passed a corner, he saw wounded soldiers being transported down from the independent battalion.

"Where is your battalion commander? Where is the independent battalion fighting now?"

"Master, go to the right."

right.

Commander Yu said "oh" and signaled the wounded soldier to get off quickly. He continued to walk to the right, but the more he walked, the more he felt something was wrong.

Suddenly, he reacted and slapped his thigh with a roar; "Oh no, we can't go in that direction."