A magazine of 30,000 rounds, you call it Hanyang

It wasn't because of any other reasons, it was just that the flight range was insufficient! The fuel in the tank could barely support the flight back to the nearest airport.

Several Japanese fighter planes had no choice but to retreat in a hurry.

The confrontation ended with the victory of the spearhead regiment's anti-aircraft machine gun vehicle.

At the same time, Zheng Kaixuan personally led his follow-up troops into the battlefield.

The follow-up troops under Wang Xikui of the Left Route Army were also transported to the battlefield by transport vehicles.

Three thousand spearhead regiments and militia soldiers began to kill people in all directions.

The Japanese had been defeated and were on the verge of despair.

Thanks to the efforts of the artillery battalion led by the third battalion commander, all the Japanese artillery units were completely wiped out, leaving only some scattered Japanese grenade throwers in some positions.

This is the only heavy firepower the Japanese can use now. This amount of firepower basically poses no threat to the spearhead regiment.

Even the Japanese light and heavy machine gunners had been wiped out by the drone formation.

After destroying the enemy's heavy firepower, the artillery battalion also launched precise fire strikes on the Japanese infantry.

The Japanese soldiers were unable to withstand the heavy artillery and fell down in large numbers.

What frightened the Japanese the most were the thirty drones in the sky.

These drones seemed to have eyes, and they were targeting the Japanese officers!

After beating the lieutenants, they beat the non-commissioned officers!

Most of the Japanese infantry battalion commander, deputy battalion commander, squadron commander, deputy squadron commander, and even team commander and deputy team commander were killed by the precision strikes of drones.

"You, take off your clothes..."

On the battlefield, a Japanese squadron leader ordered his soldiers to take off their clothes.

"Sir, we're not ready yet, and we're still on the battlefield. How embarrassing..."

The Japanese soldier lowered his head and answered embarrassedly.

"Bakayaloo! Take it off now! Or I'll shoot you!"

The Japanese infantry squadron leader was very angry because he knew that the Japanese soldiers in front of him had wrong ideas.

Looking at the drone carrying out a bombing mission in the distance, he seemed extremely anxious.

Fortunately, the Japanese soldiers did not dare to disobey his orders and quickly took off their uniforms.

The Japanese squadron leader quickly changed into ordinary Japanese clothes, then abandoned his position and fled to the rear without looking back, leaving most of the Japanese infantry squadron stunned.

The soldier who had just changed into the squadron leader's clothes was killed in the blink of an eye by a bomb dropped by a drone in the sky. His death was horrific.

It was not until this time that the Japanese soldiers understood why the squadron leader had changed his uniform.

Because at this moment, all the military uniforms that symbolize the identity of an officer have become death warrants!

The drones eliminated most of the squadron leaders and team leaders, and had even started to attack the sergeants and sergeants...

As a result, even the sergeant with only four soldiers under him on the Japanese position was so scared that he threw away his clothes and fled everywhere!

All the remaining devils became headless flies.

The organization is in chaos and the entire system has been destroyed!

Each position fought on its own, without any command.

Although there seemed to be a lot of people, each Japanese soldier fought almost alone. There was no one to coordinate or command, and there was no cooperation between the soldiers.

Only when we are united as one can we have strength. If we are scattered like this, we will become a mess and will not have any fighting power at all.

The spearhead regiment was unstoppable! They captured fifty enemy positions along the way! They advanced ten miles in one go, and no enemy could stop their attack.

Inside the Japanese command center, Nakamura Hideo, Maruyama Sotaku and others had worried expressions on their faces.

"What should we do? Where did the Sharp Sword Group get all these advanced weapons and ammunition? Sakata-kun, what should we do?"

The old Japanese soldier Sakata's face turned ashen and his eyes rolled around.

Panic! He was even more panicked than Nakamura and Maruyama at this moment.

Just now, when the Japanese fighter planes in the sky withdrew because they could not do anything to the anti-aircraft machine guns of the spearhead regiment, the old Japanese soldier Sakata was already in despair.

He understood that they could not win this battle no matter what.

In terms of military tactics, strategies, and equipment, they are far from being comparable to the Spearhead Regiment.

"Well, I'd rather die than let my friend die..."

The old Japanese soldier Sakata pretended to be calm as he looked at Nakamura and the others.

"As the Chinese military strategy says, 'Fight with your back to the water, and only then will you survive.'"

"The Sharp Knife Regiment's decapitation plan was too drastic, resulting in the annihilation of a large number of junior officers, leading to their continuous defeat. If the Locust Army wants to turn the tide, they must dispatch a powerful figure to command the battle and restore morale..."

Maruyama Sotaku and Nakamura Hideo looked at each other, and a look of determination appeared in their eyes.

"It seems like this is the only way to fight to the death."

"For the sake of the empire and the Heavenly Locusts, if this battle is unsuccessful, then we will die!"

As they spoke, the two turned their gazes towards Sakata.

"Sakata-kun, only we, the generals, can turn the tide of battle now. You go out and hold out for a while, and General Maruyama and I will follow soon!"

"Bakayaro..."

The old Japanese Sakata didn't expect that these two people would still want to drag him down with them at this time, and he couldn't help but curse in his heart.

"Hi!"

He pretended to agree on the surface, but in his mind he had already started planning an escape route.

Soon, he gathered thousands of his soldiers, but instead of charging into the battlefield, they rode their horses and fled...

"I'd rather die than let my friend die. I'll go first..."

Behind him, there were deafening shouts of killing, and the spearhead army had arrived.

"Capture the Japanese brigade commander alive!"

"Capture the old devil Sakata alive!"

"Don't let a single devil go!"