I rise from the sword

Chapter 275 The Battle of Wenshuiguan Comes to an End 2
"Consultant Yang, I'm sorry, I'm late!"

Sun Wanjiu killed Yang Lin and stood shoulder to shoulder with him.

Yang Lin smiled and said, "No, Mr. Sun, you came at the right time!"

Sun Wanjiu said again: "I always thought that Consultant Yang, your strategic vision and tactical guidance ability are far superior to ordinary people. I didn't expect that your skills are also so powerful. It's really amazing!"

After a pause, Sun Wanjiu's expression changed, and he said again: "Consultant Yang, the Japanese have slaughtered our soldiers and civilians for a competition. How about we compare who kills more little devils today?"

"Of course, from now on."

Monk Wei next to him said: "Mr. Sun, our group has been fighting for so long, you are obviously taking advantage of others' danger."

"Hahaha! Where, where, look at how lively your group is, how do you look exhausted?"

Sun Wanjiu smiled casually, not feeling at all that he was taking advantage of others. After speaking, without waiting for Yang Lin to respond, he turned his wrist and charged forward with a knife.

The ghost captain in front couldn't understand the conversation of several people, but seeing Sun Wanjiu's rank of lieutenant general, he knew that this person's identity was not simple.

The current situation is not good. The so-called capturing the thief first captures the king. If he is captured or killed, it may not be possible to turn the tide of the battle.

At that moment, he let out a roar, and raised his knife to meet him, the tip of the knife reached Sun Wanjiu's chest.

As a result, Sun Wanjiu just waved his knife to pick it up, and the saber stabbed by Captain Guizi was thrown out.

Before Captain Guizi could react, Sun Wanjiu immediately leaned forward and stabbed forward with the saber in his hand.

"Pfft!"

The sharp point of the knife easily pierced Captain Devil's lower abdomen, and the point of the knife passed through the body and protruded from the back.

Sun Wanjiu's speed didn't slow down. When he was charging forward, the saber turned, and a big gap was cut in Captain Guizi's lower abdomen.

The viscera and six internal organs inside flowed out from the opening along with fresh blood.

"Baga! How is this possible?"

Captain Guizi lowered his head with difficulty, and looked at the internal organs that fell on his feet, with an expression of disbelief.

Then, his body collapsed and fell to the ground, lifeless.

"Mr. Sun is very skilled!"

Yang Lin sighed in admiration, and then rushed forward with his knife in hand.

massacre!

At this point in the battle, it has turned into a massacre, a unilateral massacre!

……

5 kilometers behind.

On the sounding balloon.

Inside the basket.

Aoi Koichiro, Iijima Nobu, and Mutoo watched the hand-to-hand combat at the foot of Jiaocheng Mountain with despair.

However, what made them desperate was yet to come.

At this moment, there was a sudden burst of gunshots and shouts on the ground.

Then, a few old devils poked their heads out of the hanging basket, and saw dozens of imperial soldiers chasing and killing a group of Chinese soldiers in gray military uniforms.

The Eighth Route Army of the Communist Party!

As the gunshots continued to ring out, imperial soldiers continued to fall to the ground.

Not long after, the Eighth Route Army rushed to the foot of the mountain, and all the imperial soldiers fell dead on the ground.

Seeing everything in front of him, Nobuo Iijima was completely lost: "Kurai-kun, Muto-kun, what should we do now?"

"This battle, if we succeed, we will be the heroes of the empire, and if we fail, we will become the sinners of the empire!"

"Being a captive of the Chinese is an extremely shameful thing for us!
The only way to apologize to His Majesty the Emperor and the Empire of Japan is to die! "

After finishing speaking, Aoi Koichiro took out the gun from his waist, raised his hand to aim at his right temple, and pulled the trigger.

"Oh!"

The gunshot rang out, a gust of blood splashed out, and then Koichiro Aoi collapsed in the hanging basket, ending his sinful life.

Originally, if a devil officer committed suicide, it would usually be seppuku.

But seppuku is a rather sacred thing, at least one has to take a bath first.

Of course, the so-called sacredness is what the little devil thinks.

The current Aoi Koichiro obviously does not have this condition, so he can only shoot himself.

"If you fail, you will still fail!"

The Muto man next to him sighed unwillingly, and then took out his gun and chose to commit suicide.

"Kurai-kun, Muto-kun!!!"

Iijima Nobu did not expect the situation to turn into the current result, and was a little dumbfounded for a while.

Looking at the Eighth Route Army swarming towards the top of the mountain, he didn't want to die, but he also didn't want to be a prisoner of the Eighth Route Army.

So he immediately pulled out the saber at his waist, and slashed towards the rope connecting the hanging basket to the ground.

This rope is not used for escape, but for fixing the sounding balloon.

The rope was cut, and the sounding balloon immediately lost its restraint and flew towards the sky with the wind.

Nobuo Iijima sat in the hanging basket in despair. Now he can only resign himself to fate, because he doesn't know how high the sounding balloon can fly, whether it can land safely, and where it will fly to.

The Eighth Route Army at the foot of the mountain is an independent regiment led by Li Yunlong.

Li Yunlong discovered this sounding balloon, so he led his troops to kill here.

The sounding balloon is condescending and can effectively detect the enemy's situation, especially the deployment of the enemy's firepower point, which is convenient to provide coordinate guidance for ground artillery.

However, sounding balloons are also easy to spot.

"Damn it, the little devil cut the rope, don't let them escape, hurry, rush up!"

Seeing that the rope was cut, Li Yunlong clearly saw Iijima's intention, and immediately took the lead and ran towards the top of the mountain.

Fortunately, he was not too far from the top of the mountain at this time, and after about 30 seconds, he finally led his troops to the top of the mountain.

At this time, the sounding balloon has flown more than 100 meters, and it is nearly 200 meters away from the top of the mountain.

"Fire, hit, shoot that balloon down for me!"

"Crack, clap clap!—"

When the order was issued, Li Yunlong pulled the trigger first.

Unfortunately, what he is holding is a box cannon, and its effective range is only about 150 meters.

Like in a TV series, it is obviously impossible to use a box cannon to kill the enemy hundreds of meters away.

However, the rest of the Eighth Route Army soldiers were armed with rifles, including many light machine guns.

"Crack, clap clap!—"

"Da da da, ta da da da!——"

The target of the sounding balloon was too big, and when a burst of intense gunfire sounded, it was directly blocked.

Losing the support of the sphere, the hanging basket immediately fell towards the ground amid the screams of Iijima Shin.

"go!"

Li Yunlong glanced at the location where the hanging basket fell in the mountain stream, and took the lead to rush over along the mountain road.

Zhang Dabiao, the commander of the first battalion, took the lead in finding the hanging basket that fell down in the mountain stream, and then rushed towards Li Yunlong's position.

"Reporting to the head, the falling balloon was found, and there were three devil commanders inside, two of them shot themselves, and the other one fell to his death!"

"Three devil bosses? If there is no accident, they should be Koichiro Aoi, the captain of the 225th Regiment of the Japanese Army, Nobu Iijima, the captain of the 226th Regiment, and Takeshi Fujiwara, the captain of the 227th Regiment."

Li Yunlong thought for a while, then guessed the identities of the three people, and then said: "I just don't know which two shot and killed themselves, and who fell to death."

"Damn it, it's too cheap for them!"

Finally, Li Yunlong cursed again.

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(End of this chapter)