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At this moment, Fengtian was in chaos, and the No. 20 Ninth Regiment of the Little Devils directly fired into the city.

Explosions, wailing and screams can be heard endlessly.

Even if Zhao Zhenfan led people to suppress it, he couldn't control the people who were fleeing frantically.

Many people resented Zhang Xiaoliuzi in their hearts.

When the old master was there, Fengtian and even the entire Dongbei had never experienced such a situation.

Now, the young marshal is sitting in charge, and he lost to the old man first, and now even the little devil dares to be so presumptuous.

His old Zhang family is rich and powerful, so it doesn't matter.

But ordinary people have been tossed like this, and most of their families are gone. How can they live on.

"Old Zhao, this can't work! Let the little devil continue to toss, and the common people will all collapse."

Fengtian Gong... Huang Xian, the commander of the Security Corps, said to Zhao Zhenfan in a hurry.

Accompanying him was Zhang Guangyao, Feng Xuan's head of the regiment.

"Then what do you say?"

Zhao Zhenfan looked straight at Huang Xiansheng, wanting him to give him an idea.

In this kind of chaos, for a while, Zhao Zhenfan really couldn't find any particularly good way to deal with the little devil's harassment.

In fact, Huang Xiansheng had nothing to do.

So, the two of you looked at me and I looked at you, with big eyes and small eyes, and they didn't speak for a long time.

"Chief of Staff Zhao, Commander Huang, I have a plan."

"Ok?"

heard.

Zhao Zhenfan and Huang Xiansheng directly focused their attention on Zhang Guangyao.

This number one general under Feng Xuan is in charge of thousands of American soldiers armed to the teeth.

Now, the entire important area of ​​Fengtian City is under the control of a group.

Even if Zhao Zhenfan and Huang Xiansheng work together, they can't beat him.

"My artillerymen have figured out the approximate location of the little devil."

"But the shooting area in the urban area is not open, and it is impossible to accurately target the little devil."

"So, I want to organize an army to go out to fight in the city."

"Once we leave the city, with the cooperation of our artillery, we will be able to wipe out this small army of devils quickly."

Zhang Guangyao explained in detail.

Immediately.

Both Zhao Zhenfan and Huang Xiansheng's eyes lit up.

How could they not know in the battle formation? This is the best way at the moment.

"It's just that my soldiers are all distributed in the commander's mansion, arsenal and arsenal."

"So, I also hope that the cavalry company under Chief of Staff Zhao will cooperate in the battle."

Followed by.

Zhang Guangyao directly raised his own difficulties.

"No problem, I will order the cavalry company to obey your command."

Zhao Zhenfan immediately clapped his hands and made a decision.

After a few minutes.

A group of military heavy trucks and hundreds of cavalry left the Fengtian City Gate and headed straight for the little devil's position in the distance.

Whether it is the troops led by Zhang Guangyao or the cavalry company directly under the 7th Brigade, they are all fast-moving soldiers.

In an instant, he arrived in front of the little devil.

"Da da da, da da da!"

The American soldiers on the heavy military truck aimed their submachine guns at the little devil's position.

Bullets flooded the sky and killed the little devil.

More than 100 Thompson submachine guns burst into flames and started killing.

"what!"

"Enemy attack!"

The little devil was beaten up and looked ashamed when he didn't notice it for a while.

Subsequently, the cavalry company launched a charge to the Japanese army position.

The fast-moving war horse, coupled with the sharp saber, is like the scythe of death, constantly harvesting the lives of the little devils.

In just a few minutes, the battle was over.

The artillery squadron directly under the 29th Regiment of the Kwantung Army was completely destroyed.

In addition to the corpses of more than 100 little devils, there are 4 Meiji 41-year mountain artillery pieces and 4 [-]-type infantry artillery pieces.

"Everyone has it, clean the battlefield in 3 minutes."

Zhang Guangyao directly ordered the soldiers to quickly clean up the battlefield and transport the intact spoils back to Fengtian City.

At this time, no force can be wasted.

Their most important task is to defend Fengtian City at all costs.

Only by defending Fengtian City can we guarantee our invincibility.

Feng Xuan will do the rest.

........

"Hey!" "Hey!" "Hey!"

Fengtian North Camp at night.

The shell dragged a long tail flame, and shot across the sky like a shooting star.

The whistling sound resounded in a radius of ten miles.

Thousands of people from the Little Devils Independent Second Defensive Brigade and No.20 Ninth Regiment launched a fierce attack on the position of the guard battalion.

boom! ! !

The artillery shells hit the position heavily.

A large group of flames exploded, illuminating the entire sky.

The little devils with crimson eyes attacking, the American soldiers with firm faces defending, and the positions full of gunpowder smoke constitute a gorgeous war scene.

"Bang--! Bang--! Bang--!"

Under the cover of artillery, thousands of little devils charged with their guns in hand.

The bullets covered the guard battalion soldiers like a storm.

It's a pity that what they are facing is the American soldiers trained by the most elite Ramga in Yanhuang's modern history.

The single-shot rifle did not cause any harm to these soldiers hiding behind the bunker.

All the U.S. soldiers kept their faces calm and held their weapons tightly with both hands.

Or the M1 Garand semi-automatic rifle, or the Thomson submachine gun, or the Browning light machine gun.

Just waiting for an order, these advanced weapons from the other side of the ocean will show the mighty power of looking down on the world. .

Chapter 9

Under the light of the fire, the little devils looked excited and their eyes were burning hot.

Since the Meiji Restoration, Eastern Japan has only been based on swallowing Yanhuang.

Taking root in the east and north for decades, their understanding of black mountains and white waters even surpassed that of Zhang Yuting and Zhang Dashuai in the past.

After finally waiting for this opportunity, how could they not be fanatical?

In fact.

In the eyes of the little devil, the Northeast Army's Seventh Independent Brigade in front of him was not an opponent at all.

As soon as the diplomatic note came out, the cowardly support...could that person still go against it?

In history, everything was as expected by Dongwo, and Zhang Xiaoliuzi handed over the east and the north to others.

However, no one thought that now there is an additional variable, that is Feng Xuan who came through time travel.

......

At this time, when the little devil was less than 300 meters away from the position, all officers and soldiers could clearly see the little devil's appearance.

"Fire!"

The battalion commander Chen Zheng immediately issued an order.

800 U.S. soldiers pulled the trigger in unison.

"Da-da-da! Da-da-da!"

Accompanied by the orderly mechanical sound, continuous orange flames flickered on the ground.

More than 400 M1 Garand semi-automatic rifles, more than 100 Thomson submachine guns, and nearly a hundred Browning light and heavy machine guns fired at the same time.

The overwhelming bullets penetrated the little devil's body mercilessly.

You don't even need to aim at such a short distance, every bullet will hit the kid.

"Ah! Ami falls!"

"His Majesty, save me!"

"I don't want to die!"