I rise from the sword

Chapter 396 Suicide attack, Yang Lin was buried alive

Taking advantage of the dispersal of the smoke, the devil officers of the Death Squad immediately rushed towards the defenders of the Zhongrui Regiment like mad dogs.

"Warriors of the Empire, the time has come to serve His Majesty the Emperor!"

"Charge, charge! Occupy the positions of the Chinese Army in front, and wipe out the elite regiments of the Chinese Army!"

"Kill the chicken! Kill the chicken!!!"

The devils' death squad chanted slogans for brainwashing, and the devils behind followed closely behind and charged together.

"Grambling team, machine gun team, fire suppression!"

While the little devil charged, he fired at the same time, suppressing the firepower of the defenders of the Zhongrui Regiment.

"Pa pa pa pa pa pa pa!"

"Da da da, da da da da!——"

The Devil machine gunner pushed forward while looking for a suitable position to fire and suppress.

The devil infantry spread out and surrounded them from all sides.

"Stupid little devils, do you think that if you use smoke bombs, I will have nothing to do with you?"

"Soon, you'll regret your stupidity!"

Yang Lin sneered again and again. Although the smoke could obscure the sight of the defenders, it could not stop the strafing of bullets, let alone the attack of flames.

Immediately, Yang Lin called a few soldiers, took them with flamethrowers, and under the cover of smoke, hid on the side of the street where the devils needed to attack.

It has to be said that although the smoke cannot stop the bullet, it can block the shooter's line of sight, thereby reducing the accuracy of the attack.

Surprised by the smoke seal inside, this is the principle.

A few minutes later, a large group of Devil soldiers rushed out of the smoke.

"The front is the position of the sharp regiment of the Chinese army, rush up and destroy these damned Chinese soldiers!"

"Kill the chicken! Kill the chicken!!!"

Seeing the Zhongrui regiment's position in front of them, the devil soldiers continued to charge forward with red eyes, like big dogs who had taken aphrodisiacs.

"You little devil, come at the right time, let's try the uncle's barbecue skills!"

The corner of Yang Lin's mouth was raised, showing an undisguised cruel smile, and then he picked up the nozzle of the flamethrower, and pressed the attack button without hesitation.

"call out!"

"Shhhh!—"

Tongues of flame roared out from the side of the street like an angry dragon going out to sea, biting the attacking little devil mercilessly.

The scorching heat exploded around these little devils, and immediately ignited the clothes on them, turning them into a human-shaped fireball.

Their fine hair and hair were burnt and burned in an instant.

Success is also a smoke bomb, and failure is also a smoke bomb.

Although these smoke bombs effectively blocked the sight of the defenders of the Zhongrui Regiment, they also blocked the sight of the little devils who were rushing forward.

So much so that these little devils didn't realize the danger at all, nor did they notice the fire dragon flying over.

In just a few seconds, the bodies and skins of the dozens of little devils who rushed to the front were scorched, and they lay on the ground struggling and howling in pain.

"Ugh!"

"Uh, uh, uh—"

If there is a level of pain, being burned by fireworks definitely ranks first, and the whole person is wrapped in high-temperature fireworks, and the pain index can be imagined.

In the thick smoke, there were bursts of mournful howls like killing pigs.

The instinct to survive made these little devils constantly slap the flames on their bodies, or lie down and roll on the ground.

However, everything was in vain. How could gasoline fireworks be extinguished so easily?
The traces of high-temperature fireworks ripped apart the skin and flesh of these little devils, and there was a burst of smell of barbecued meat in the air.

The little devils who turned into Pyroman were in extreme pain, and it was almost as if they were dying. They started running around in the crowd of devils, screaming heart-piercingly for their companions for help.

"Uh, ya butterfly!"

"Help me, Kameda-kun, save me quickly..."

The heart-piercing pain made these ghost soldiers lose their minds, and they ran towards some companions who were not on fire, grabbing them tightly as if grabbing a life-saving straw.

Yang Lin, who has Japanese perfect-level proficiency skills, is also different from ordinary people. When he heard the distressed cries of help from the little devils, he not only sneered: "Damn, now I know I am afraid, and I want to ask for help. Damn it! what went?"

Yang Lin would not show mercy, on the contrary, the more the little devil suffered, the more excited he was, and immediately increased his firepower...

"Baga! Akita-kun, you are on fire, don't come here, don't come here!!!"

"Baga! Get the hell out of here, or I'll shoot you!!!"

As soon as the scorching firework contaminates the Dao, it will definitely ignite the whole body. Under the infection of the burning man, many little devils who were not ignited before also set themselves on fire, completely turning into burning men one by one.

The rest of the ghost soldiers knew the horror of the fireworks, and they scrambled to escape.

There are also some little devils who took off the marching water bottles on their waists, unscrewed the lids and poured water on their bodies. However, this water is not enough to say that it is a drop in the bucket, and it has no effect at all.

Because the flames ejected from the flamethrower burn at a temperature even higher than that of napalm bombs, once they are attached to the flames, all self-rescue efforts will be doomed to be in vain.

The high-temperature fireworks were still burning on the devil soldiers, their bodies scorched black and charred.

Some little devils were not contaminated with many fireworks, so they quickly compromised their burning clothes to save themselves.

However, at this moment, a human-shaped fireball suddenly flew towards them, and they were immediately frightened and cursed while avoiding it.

In the end, there was no other way, and he picked up the bayonet and stabbed in the past, or directly pulled the trigger.

Killing their companions, these little devils didn't have any psychological burden.

Because in their view, they are helping each other to get rid of it, doing a good deed, um, yes, that's it.

As mentioned earlier, the smoke not only obscured the sight of the defenders of the Zhongrui Regiment, but also obscured the sight of the little devils behind.

The little devils who didn't know were still rushing forward and coming from behind.

That's right, I just didn't know it. As for the screams, this is simply too normal on the battlefield.

Coupled with the intense sound of guns and guns around, in fact, the little devils behind had no idea what happened in front of them.

They were even worried that their heads would be taken away, and they rushed forward like crazy.

This opportunity must be seized!
Unfortunately, just as these little devils stepped out of the smoke area, what greeted them was a sea of ​​hell.

Hundreds of little devils rushed into the sea of ​​flames, and were burned to death by the fireworks. In just a few lifetimes, they became charred carbon-like wrecks.

In the sea of ​​flames, the enemy showed various painful death conditions, which looked like purgatory on earth, and the scene was chilling.

Seeing the miserable death of the little devil, Yang Lin didn't show any sympathy on his face, and even felt that they were too cheap.

That's right, it's too cheap for these bastards.

These gangs of Japanese invaders burned, killed, looted and committed all sorts of crimes on Chinese soil, ranging from 80-year-olds to babies still in their arms waiting to be fed.

I don't know how many women were defiled by them, and I don't know how many Chinese people were slaughtered by them, and how many people's homes were destroyed and displaced.

The numerous crimes that these little devils committed while locked up on the Chinese soil are beyond words, let them die so easily, it is not a pity to die, it is completely too cheap for them!

Because no matter how miserable the death of these little devils is, there is no way to redeem and make up for the numerous blood debts they committed.

If possible, Yang Lin would like to arrest them and execute them Ling Chi again to vent his hatred!

"Ding! The system prompts "Congratulations to the host, for killing one major officer of the enemy army, a special reward is one Mitsubishi bomber, 1 tons of aviation fuel, 1 tons of aerial bombs, and 20 ton of 5mm caliber machine gun bullets; merit points +7.7, experience points +1. "

"Ding! System prompt: Congratulations to the host, kill 1 enemy captain officer, reward 1 Tiger heavy tank, 10 tons of diesel, 88 tons of 5mm caliber shells, 7.62 tons of 2mm caliber general-purpose bullets; meritorious value +900, experience Value +900."

"Ding! System prompt: Congratulations to the host, for killing one lieutenant officer of the enemy army, a special reward of 1 ton of Type 1 grenade; merit value +600, experience value +600."

"Ding! System prompt: Congratulations to the host, for killing one of the enemy's second lieutenant officers, a special reward of 1 Type 5 heavy machine guns and 7.7 ton of 1mm machine gun bullets will be rewarded!"

"Ding! System prompt: Congratulations to the host..."

……

In order to boost morale, many of those who rushed to the front were devil officers, especially the gang of death squads. Almost all of them were officers, but Yang Lin made a lot of money, and even rewarded him more than before. Vulcan Gatling's strafing is even better, which increases the burst rate.

In order to catch up with the performance, Yang Lin took dozens of soldiers with flamethrowers on their backs, and kept spraying fireworks at places where the devils were crowded.

"call out!"

"Shhhhh!—"

"Ugh!"

"Uh, uh, uh..."

"Baga! Flamethrower, it's a flamethrower!"

"It's really disgusting that these damn Chinese people use flamethrowers!"

"Dodge, pay attention to dodge!!!"

None of the devil soldiers were afraid of flamethrowers. They rushed halfway, but turned around and ran away in fright.

Defeat like a mountain!
As the attacking troops of devils came forward one after another, their formation gradually collapsed, and more and more little devils began to flee for their lives in all parts of the street in a panic.

However, because of the barrier of smoke, the little devils behind still didn't know what happened in front, and they were still rushing forward like a wave.

"Baga! Road! Don't retreat, don't retreat!"

"Damn China soldiers, I will fight you!!!"

A few ghost officers of the Death Squad, with a Type [-] submachine gun in one hand and a pack of explosives on their backs, came out towards the fire dragon's hole, which was where Yang Lin and the others were.

They tried to die together with Yang Lin and others.

Unfortunately, Yang Lin's life is precious, and the little devil wants to die with him, which is completely idiotic.

Of course, Yang Lin would not give these little devils a chance to die together, let alone them, even if their shit emperor came, he would not want to exchange his life with Yang Lin.

"Zi Zi Zi, Zi Zi Zi Zi!—"

Yang Lin seemed to be juggling, with a 6-tube Vulcan Gatling loaded with bullet chains out of thin air in his hand, and started a firepower confrontation with the little devil.

All of a sudden, thousands of bullets rained down on the little devil who was rushing towards him like a torrential rain.

"idiot……"

The dense rain of bullets, wrapped in unmatched kinetic energy, easily penetrated the bodies of these devils and death squads, turning their bodies into hornet's nests.

With the continuous output of bullets, the bodies of several of the devils' death squads were directly beaten to pieces, and the bloody internal organs were poured out. The scene was as disgusting as it was disgusting.

The explosives on the bodies of several devils were also detonated, sending out bursts of violent explosions.

"Boom!"

"Boom, boom, boom!—"

Amidst the violent explosion, these devils were directly engulfed by the flames of the explosion.

When the gunpowder smoke cleared, there was still half a shadow of the little devil.

It turned out that their bodies were torn into powder by the ravaging shock wave as early as the moment the explosive package exploded.

In addition, other little devils around the explosion point were also affected.

Under the action of the explosion shock wave, the masonry and rubble on the ground splashed onto these guys.

This is the lethality of broken stones, no less than broken shrapnel.

The shrapnel is extremely sharp, and these broken bricks and stones have not been polished, so why not?

The little devils who ran around to avoid the fireworks all died tragically under the broken bricks and rubble, and some little devils were directly shocked by the explosion shock wave and lost consciousness.

They were like dead dogs, their bodies limp on the ground.

Due to the short distance, the shock wave of the explosion even made Yang Lin feel a little dizzy.

Thanks to the systematic transformation of his body, his quality is far superior to that of ordinary people, and he is blocked by broken walls of private houses, otherwise, he would definitely be blown away by the raging explosion shock wave.

Regrettably, although the broken wall of the private house helped Yang Lin block the explosion shock wave, it collapsed suddenly because it could not withstand the devastation of the shock wave, burying Yang Lin behind it.

"Group seat!"

"Group seat!"

Seeing that Yang Lin was buried, several soldiers nearby ran over in panic to check the situation.

Just when they were about to dig Yang Lin out of the ruins, Yang Lin straightened up and threw away the broken bricks and tiles buried on his body.

"Damn it, the power of this explosive pack is really not small..."

Yang Lin, who broke free from the ruins, looked ashamed and looked like a groundhog. It was the first time he was buried alive, and he couldn't help cursing.

Several officers and soldiers of the Zhongrui regiment nearby were overjoyed when they saw that the regiment leader Yang Lin was still alive, and asked with concern: "Tuan Zuo, are you okay?"

Yang Lin spat out a mouthful of mud, and asked back: "Do you think I have something to do?"

"..."

The officers and soldiers didn't know how to answer for a while, but it was true to be relieved anyway.

At this moment, several devil officers of the Death Squad rushed over here like wild dogs smelling shit.

"The Chinese soldier who attacked us with a machine gun is nearby!"

"There are also those Chinese soldiers who use flamethrowers, and they are all around here!"

"Find him quickly and destroy him!!!"

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(End of this chapter)