The evil forces roaming the heavens

Chapter 1578 Zhang Cheng: "Cut it down, I'll let you cut it down!"

Nestled among the rolling mountains, a Japanese regiment was stationed here.
The scouts at the front had already learned of the arrival of the 7th Regiment, but they didn't take it seriously.

After all, in their hearts, Guo Jun was nothing but a bunch of scum!
However, to their utter surprise, the person leading the "scumbags" was a man-eating beast!

"Shhhhhh!"

Shells kept falling on the mountain, and the Japanese regiment was completely stunned. The dense firepower and the terrifying number of shells far exceeded their understanding of the Kuomintang army!

Just as many Japanese soldiers were reeling from the fighting, the sound of an attack rang out.
Upon seeing Krieg suddenly rush up, the Japanese soldiers immediately roared, "Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

But before he could finish speaking, the Kriegs, who had raised their submachine guns, began firing.

"Puff puff!"

His body was riddled with bullets, and blood mist could be seen continuously emerging from behind the Japanese soldier.
He collapsed on the battlefield in despair, not even having time to recall his short life.

Just as his helmet hit the ground, a photograph fell out; it was a family photo.

But in the next second, the military boots stepped on the photo, burying it completely in the blood-soaked soil.

"Counterattack! Counterattack! Hold your ground! The time has come to serve the Emperor!"

With a roar, the squad leaders and company commanders at the front immediately began to shout.
But when faced with the fearless Krieg, their shouts sounded more like "fantasies" before their deaths!
Once Kriegs start charging, no one can stop them unless the Emperor himself gives the order!

"Pfft!"

A sharp entrenching tool slashed at his neck; the Japanese soldier stared wide-eyed in disbelief.
And then, more Kriegs rushed in, and the trenches were filled with agonizing screams.

Gazing at the crumbling battle line ahead, the Japanese soldiers in the rear were filled with fear. The rout was so rapid that they had no time to react.
Are these still the same group of "scumbags"?

Seeing Krieg's charge, Zhang Lixian excitedly shouted, "Brothers! Charge with me!"

"Come on!"

They roared hysterically, and the two thousand soldiers also roared.

Because Krieg has already helped him break through the enemy lines, if he still can't get through after all this, then he's not a real soldier!
Zooming in on the battle with both hands, Zhang Cheng surveyed the situation on the front lines, a cold smile playing on his lips.
Because he had already sent out his last 500 Kriegs, if Zhang Lixian still couldn't break through, then he would have no choice but to go himself.

Zhang Cheng: Either he goes there, or I come here!

Li Shimin: Oh, young man, are you imitating me?

In the chaotic regimental commander's camp, telegrams kept ringing.
Looking at the tactical instructions coming from all directions, Regiment Commander Inoue was now sweating profusely.

Wasn't it agreed that the 7th Regiment would only have less than 3,000 men? So why is their firepower so fierce and their soldiers so ruthless?

The first battle was the decisive battle, and the decisive battle was a crushing defeat. This was a disgrace to their team!
However, just as Inoue was breaking out in a cold sweat, his adjutant next to him shouted, "Commander, we can't hold on any longer! The third line of defense has been breached! If we don't retreat now, we'll all be wiped out!"

"Baka! I gave the division commander a military order to hold this place to the death. Retreating now would be a disgrace to our regiment!"

Enraged, the regimental commander looked at the officer beside him and said, "Since that's the case, then let's launch a full-scale assault, bayonet to bayonet!"

Staring at the regimental commander in disbelief, the adjutant was quite frightened by his appearance, for this man had completely gone mad.

The regiment of 3,800 men only had 2,000 men guarding the front, but the problem was that you were being breached one after another, and other reinforcements couldn't get there at all!
Just as the regimental commander was desperately shouting for a final battle, his adjutant received a telegram and, his face filled with terror, exclaimed, "Maruta Battalion has been annihilated!"

"What? Maruta?" Upon hearing his adjutant's words, Regiment Commander Inoue finally felt fear.
As an elite member of the regiment, Maruta is a fierce fighter, but even he couldn't stop the enemy?
Just as many people were looking at each other in bewilderment, gunshots rang out.
Hearing the gunfire outside, Regiment Commander Inoue immediately roared, "Gentlemen, the time has come to serve the Emperor, Banzai!"

"Onboard!"

They drew their weapons and immediately charged out.

However, as soon as they ran out of the camp, the surrounding area was filled with the smoke of gunpowder.

"Da da, da da da!"

With a piercing whistling sound, Inoue was shot straight through the body, leaning on his katana with one hand, pointing at the regimental flag in the distance.
Seemingly sensing the regimental commander's intentions, the adjutant planned to burn it.

Because each regiment's flag was a gift from the Emperor and was irreplaceable, it had to be burned upon defeat.
Before the others could even begin to act, Krieg, who had rushed up, pulled out his entrenching tool and was ready to "open his heart" to them.

After a night of fierce fighting, the mountains and forests were littered with countless shell craters.

Arriving at the front lines through the scorched earth, Zhang Cheng, in his military uniform, saluted the soldiers before him.
Despite Krieg's charge, many soldiers were still wounded or even killed.

After carefully tidying up the soldiers' appearance, Zhang Cheng said, "Pull them up and offer their blood as a sacrifice to the fallen heroes!"

As soon as Zhang Cheng finished speaking, many fleeing Japanese soldiers were pulled up.

Just then, Shen Qiuxia quickly ran to Zhang Cheng's side and said a few words.
With his eyes wide open, Zhang Cheng's gaze gradually turned cold as he asked, "How many people are still alive?"

"Less than twenty people left!"

As Shen Qiuxia spoke to Zhang Cheng, a pained expression appeared on her face.
As a woman herself, she was well aware of the torment these people had suffered.
"Tell them that if they want to go back, the Seventh Regiment will provide travel expenses and compensation; if they don't want to go back, they can join the logistics hospital and follow us to take revenge!"

His eyes were icy as he spoke, and Zhang Cheng couldn't help but become serious.
Hearing Zhang Cheng say this, Shen Qiuxia knew that this was the best solution!

Approaching a disheveled Japanese battalion commander, Zhang Cheng grabbed his hair, lifted his neck, and said, "Take a deep breath, it'll be over soon, because I'll give you plenty of time to repent."

At this point, Zhang Cheng slit his throat with his other hand, letting the blood gush out like a fountain.
Clutching his neck in fear, the Japanese battalion commander collapsed to the ground, struggling to his feet.

Looking at his appearance, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but tease, "Soldiers, doesn't this look like a butchered dog?"

"picture!"

Upon hearing Zhang Cheng's words, many soldiers shouted in response.
"Then cut off their heads and let them know who stands higher!"

Waving his hand, Zhang Cheng gestured for the new recruits to step forward.
Gripping their knives, the recruits' faces showed fear.
But at that moment, Zhang Cheng roared, "Cut it down! I'll let you cut it down!"

"what!"

He let out a roar, and the new recruits immediately roared back.

Those with great strength are fine, but when it comes to beheading, those with less strength are in trouble, since being half and half is the most painful thing!
Looking at the Japanese invaders who had stained the land red, Zhang Cheng turned his head and said, "Behead them and build a mound of heads, leave no survivors!"

"Yes! Danzuo!"

Upon hearing Zhang Cheng's words, even Zhang Lixian, who had been fighting a grueling night, couldn't help but roar in anger.

Putting everything else aside, he would accept dying on the battlefield if he fought alongside this man!
(End of this chapter)