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

The Japanese commanders in the tent, Nakamura, Maruyama, Saito Sho and others, actually had the same plan in mind as the old Japanese Sakata.

The determination and fearlessness on their faces just now were all fake!

These devils had no strategy at all and couldn't come up with a good plan no matter how hard they tried, but they were first-rate at escaping and never lagged behind others.

As soon as the old Japanese soldier Sakata walked out of the tent, several people looked at each other and ran to the back of the tent.

While running, Maruyama Sutaku did not forget to discuss with Nakamura Hideo.

"General Nakamura, you go west, I go east. Life and death are determined by fate, wealth and honor are determined by heaven..."

Then the roar of cars and the neighing of military horses could be heard, and the two men each led hundreds of Japanese soldiers from the brigade headquarters and began a crazy escape.

The entire Japanese command center was immediately empty, which further exacerbated the defeat of the Japanese army.

Tens of thousands of Japanese soldiers were surrounded and killed, and the blood flowed like a river. The corpses were everywhere. The battlefield was filled with wailing Japanese soldiers and their corpses.

"Commander, several Japanese troops have escaped."

Wang Fugui discovered something wrong through the drone.

The reconnaissance company has been carrying out the decapitation plan through drones during this period.

Although most of the small Japanese leaders were eliminated and they achieved brilliant results, the big Japanese leaders like Maruyama Sakata never appeared.

This made Wang Fugui very depressed.

In fact, this is not surprising. These Japanese major generals, colonels, and chiefs of staff are much more afraid of death than Japanese soldiers.

Especially after witnessing the powerful air force of the Spearhead Regiment's drone formation, they became more cautious and hid more closely, which is also normal.

"Escaped? It seems that some Japanese commanders abandoned their soldiers and ran away. It's not that easy to escape. Give chase immediately with all your strength!"

Without hesitation, Zheng Kaixuan dispatched troops to pursue and annihilate the enemy, determined to capture these big fish.

These big fish fled in three directions, which caused some trouble and difficulty for the spearhead group's pursuit.

"The drone formation split into three groups and set off first to hold back the Japanese. The motorcycle formation also split into three groups and immediately rushed to support them."

Currently, the spearhead regiment has two fastest units, one is the aerial drone formation, and the other is the ground solar electric motorcycle formation.

Thirty drones were divided into three groups, chasing the Japanese who were fleeing in three directions.

Zheng Kaixuan mobilized another 300 fully-protected motorcycle warriors from Song Pengcheng's command, and divided them into three directions, driving motorcycles at full speed.

He then sent several Triumph mortars to reinforce.

As for the rest of the troops, they can only be withdrawn after the Japanese on the main battlefield are completely surrounded and annihilated.

Thirty kilometers northeast of Heiyunkou, a group of several hundred Japanese soldiers were fleeing in panic like a stray dog.

At the front of the team, a Japanese military vehicle was speeding along, with Maruyama Sotaku, commander of the 20th Division's Maruyama Brigade, and Saito Sho, the brigade's chief of staff, sitting inside.

Behind their car was a group of more than two hundred Japanese cavalrymen.

A few kilometers further back, there were hundreds of Japanese soldiers running for their lives on their own two legs.

"Buzzing..."

At this moment, a formation of ten spearhead drones roared down from the sky.

"General, Chief of Staff, it's bad, the Eighth Route Army is chasing us."

A Japanese guard quickly rode his warhorse to catch up with the car and report to Maruyama Sutaku.

In fact, there was no need to wait for their report, Maruyama and Saito Sho had already seen the small plane flying in the sky.

The two devils' faces suddenly turned extremely pale.

"What? Saito-kun, why are our luck so bad? Nakamura and Sakata are also running away. Why don't they chase Nakamura? Why do they have to chase us so relentlessly?"

Saito Sho also sighed.

"General, who says it isn't true? We're just incredibly unlucky today. We're only two kilometers ahead and we'll be in the mountains. Once we get there, we can escape, but unfortunately..."

The two men didn't dare to talk too much, so they quickly stopped the car and jumped out.

The road ahead was already a bit bumpy, and the car couldn't speed up at all. Moreover, sitting in the car, the target was too big.

"Da da da da..."

At this moment, smoke and dust rose from the rear, and a team of one hundred Triumph electric motorcycles caught up.

These motorcycle teams were divided into several small teams. Some chased the Japanese infantry in the rear, while others took a detour to the front and blocked Maruyama's way.

"It's over!"

Maruyama Sotaku and Saito Sho looked at each other and saw a hint of despair in each other's eyes.

"Boom!"

At this moment, the drone formation dropped a bundle of explosives, and the car the two men were riding in was instantly blown to pieces.

Immediately, dozens of triumphal grenades were thrown down from the air and landed among the Japanese crowd on the ground.

Maruyama and Saito Sho were lucky enough to escape this time.

These two Japanese devils were indeed good at escaping. As early as when they were getting on the car, they had already taken off their military uniforms and changed into the clothes of ordinary Japanese soldiers.

Now they are not noticeable at all in the crowd.

This resulted in the drone formation being unable to carry out its decapitation plan smoothly and being able to only conduct indiscriminate bombing.

After all, there are no portraits of Maruyama and others in the Sharp Knife Group, and no one knows them.

"Take cover and fight back!"

Some Japanese officers began to command their soldiers to resist stubbornly.

After all, this Japanese army has hundreds of people and is dispersed over a long distance.

Compared to the main battlefield, the terrain here has many places suitable for concealment, and the number of Triumph grenades that can be carried by ten drones is also very limited.

There is really no way to eliminate them all in a short period of time.

We could only rely on the motorcycle troops on the ground to continue to attack and gradually eliminate the Japs.

"Hmm? Something's wrong. The devils actually have reinforcements?"

At this moment, Wang Fugui, who was commanding the drone formation combat, suddenly discovered through the drone camera that less than two kilometers away from the battlefield, there was a Japanese cavalry unit of several hundred people galloping towards them!

This Japanese army rode their horses and arrived at the small battlefield in just a few minutes.

Maruyama Sotaku and Saito Sho, who had already fallen into despair, suddenly felt enlightened after seeing this army, and their hope of escape was rekindled.

"Saito-kun, isn't this the Type 1 anti-aircraft machine gun unit that we requested the Locust Army Headquarters to dispatch for support?"