One man's resistance against Japan, I mobilized a million people to aid Shanghai.

The third barricade, the scorched earth still warm, the smoke of battle rises again.

Zhu Yong has made up his mind to die.

Taking advantage of the lull in the enemy's firepower, Zhu Yong immediately began to deploy his forces.

"First group, immediately send one hundred men back to the rear to collect all usable mortars, grenade launchers, and light and heavy machine guns!"

"Establish fire support points, spare no ammunition, and suppress the firepower of the newly built Japanese defensive line with all our might!!"

"The remaining five hundred men, divided into three groups, in a triangular formation, are ready to provide alternating cover for the charge!"

"I'll personally lead the demolition team to clear the way for you!"

Once the order was given, the clones quickly began to move.

They didn't wind up a sophisticated killing machine one last time; the first fire team quickly located the mortars and light and heavy machine guns that had been abandoned earlier.

The firing positions were reorganized.

Zhu Yong's side also quickly completed the preparations. Each member of the assault team carefully checked the bayonet and hung the last grenade in the most convenient position on their waist.

Zhu Yong carried a huge explosive pack on his back, and also had three bundles of cluster bombs on his waist.

Once everything was ready, Zhu Yong roared hoarsely.

"Open fire at full power!!"

"Thump! Thump! Thump!"

"Thump! Thump! Thump!"

"Da da da da!!"

The roar of mortars, grenade launchers, and light and heavy machine guns suddenly rang out!

A hail of vengeful bullets rained down on the hastily constructed street defense line!

Shells exploded in front of and behind the Japanese fortifications, machine gun bullets made sandbags thud, and brick and stone fragments flew everywhere.

The Japanese firing positions were immediately suppressed, and the soldiers were forced to duck and take cover.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhu Yong leaped out of cover and roared:

"Demolition team, charge with me!"

Zhu Yong took the lead and shot out like a blood-stained arrow.

Behind him were twenty members of the demolition team, who also roared furiously, like a flood bursting its banks, and launched a desperate charge towards the Japanese defense line under the cover of fire.

Gu Tian was caught off guard by Zhu Yong's firepower group. He did not expect that Zhu Yong's side had such strong firepower, which led to his temporary suppression.

But seeing Zhu Yong charging desperately forward, he couldn't care less about dodging and shouted at the top of his lungs:

"Fire! Fire now! Stop them!"

The Japanese light and heavy machine guns peeked out from behind their bunkers, their bullets sweeping across the area like a deluge.

The clones at the forefront kept falling from the bullets, but they were fearless and stubbornly advanced by using the ruins and craters.

The distance is getting closer.

Zhu Yong's artillery team couldn't find the Japanese artillery positions, so they had to direct all their firepower at the Japanese light and heavy machine gun positions.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The Japanese firing positions were destroyed.

The price was that the Japanese were the first to find Zhu Yong's artillery positions.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!"

Three extremely precise rapid-fire shots almost wiped out Zhu Yong's artillery group.

Zhu Yong no longer cared about the artillery group; his eyes were now fixed on the Japanese fourth line of defense, and he wanted to do everything in his power to break through it.

Sixty meters... forty meters...

"Grenade!!"

When he closed the distance to within thirty meters, Zhu Yong let out a roar.

The surviving dozens of clones simultaneously threw grenades.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" The explosions kicked up a cloud of smoke in front of the Japanese positions.

"Da da da!! Da da da!"

The remaining Japanese firing positions continued to fire desperately.

Zhu Yong's luck ran out; his legs, torn apart by the heavy machine gun, could no longer get up.

At this moment, the demolition team was only twenty meters away from the Japanese barricade.

Zhu Yong lay on the ground, staring at the barricades that were still tilting and raining bullets ahead, his gums almost bleeding from biting them.

He endured the pain in his body, unfastened the cluster grenade at his waist, and roared fiercely.

"You little devils, I'll fuck your ancestors!"

The grenade traced a graceful arc in the air before tumbling and landing inside the Japanese soldiers' bunker.

"Baka yakuro!"

A Japanese soldier roared and lunged forward, trying to use his body to block the force of the grenade explosion.

Unfortunately, this is a cluster grenade, whose power is in no way inferior to a 100mm artillery shell.

"Boom!"

Several explosions rang out at once, and a gap was blown in the sandbags of the barricade.

"Charge!! Charge forward and engage the Japanese in hand-to-hand combat!!"

Zhu Yong let out a final roar before being shot dead by the Japanese.

However, his sacrifice was worthwhile. In the moment before he died, he saw the second group split up like tigers released from their cages, rushing into the smoke screen and engaging in hand-to-hand combat with the Japanese soldiers.

[Ding, host death detected. 2050 people killed. Respawn?]

"yes!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Zhu Yong chose the building closest to the Japanese fourth line of defense and opted for rebirth.

......

at the same time.

Standing behind the makeshift command post, Masao Tanida watched the Nationalist troops launching a desperate charge ahead, and a disdainful sneer finally appeared on his lips.

In his view, this was simply courting death.

Charging through narrow streets with over a dozen light and heavy machine guns under his own fire, there was no other possibility but to be riddled with bullets.

However, the sudden burst of powerful firepower from the opposing Nationalist army disrupted his plans.

He had never imagined that the Nationalist army, which had been fighting continuously for most of the night, still possessed such powerful firepower; it was simply unbelievable.

Before he could react, the Nationalist army even launched a coordinated infantry-artillery attack, charging at his side before the artillery fire had even stopped. Such an opponent could be considered elite.

After all, anyone in the Nationalist Army who could master infantry-artillery coordination was definitely a graduate of a prestigious university.

Tanida abandoned his initial disdain and began to take it seriously.

He believed that the enemy was already a defeated force and could not possibly break through his defenses, so he remained calm and composed.

However, the opponent's demolition expert was like a mad dog, not only running fast but also fearless, moving like lightning in the night.

If he hadn't fired the flare in time to help guide the firing point, the barricade would probably have been blown up by the enemy.

Fortunately, their firepower was fierce and they managed to stop the enemy's demolition team. Although the enemy's more than 300 men eventually broke through the barricades, their side had 2,000 men. Even if they used sheer numbers, they could overwhelm the enemy.

"Order all units to intensify the encirclement and annihilation, leaving no one alive!"

However, just as he uttered the order!

A sudden change has occurred!

On the left side of the battlefield, in a three-story ruined building next to him, countless figures suddenly surged out of the previously silent doorway!

Not dozens, not hundreds, but densely packed, almost filling the entire street.

These men were dressed in tattered military uniforms, unarmed, without rifles, bayonets, or machine guns, yet the aura emanating from them sent a chill down Tanida's spine.

Cold, deathly silent, filled with an aura of destruction.

Without hesitation, Gu Tian roared:

"Light and heavy machine guns, turn around immediately and kill them!! Don't let them get close to the barricades!"