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Chapter 125 Defeat Like a Landslide

"Player has gained 60 experience points!"

"Player has gained 60 experience points!"

"Player has gained 60 experience points!"

"!!!"

Explosion!

Su Yang never expected that this grenade would land right on the enemy's ammunition pile!

Su Yang excitedly pulled himself out of Xiao Yu's sight and subconsciously summoned the control panel.

The experience bar shot up like a rocket, instantly reaching 1380/3206!

"Su Yang, what's wrong!"

Wu Xinxue was afraid something might happen to Su Yang, so she sat by the bedside with him. When she saw Su Yang suddenly sit up in bed, she asked him with some concern.

Still excited, Su Yang couldn't help but pull Wu Xinxue into his arms and hug her tightly.

Wu Xinxue's body stiffened for a moment, then went limp.

Su Yang only hugged her for a few seconds before immediately letting go.

"Sister Xinxue, why aren't you asleep yet? Go to sleep, don't worry about me, I'm fine!"

He didn't forget that the 352nd Regiment was still fighting, so he quickly lay down again, closed his eyes, and reconnected with Xiaoyu.

Wu Xinxue was stunned for a moment, a blush rising on her pretty face. She gave Su Yang a charming eye roll.

"You damn Su Yang, you just hugged me like that without my permission."

She reached out her little hand to pinch Su Yang, then pulled it back. She stared at Su Yang's face for a moment, her big eyes darting around, and murmured to herself, "You're sick today, so I have to take good care of you."

After saying that, she quickly took off her cotton-padded coat, threw it onto the small bed, pulled the bed rope to turn off the light, and then slipped into Su Yang's bed.

"Mmm~! Su Yang's bed is so warm." She wrapped herself in the blanket, but didn't snuggle up to Su Yang. She just closed her eyes contentedly.

"Waaah?"

Little Bai, who was dozing on the small bed, was suddenly covered by a cotton coat. After struggling for a while, the little guy crawled out from under the coat.

The darkness did not affect its vision. It tilted its head and looked at the big bed, somewhat confused about the two people. Why did they sometimes sleep in the same bed and sometimes they slept separately?

When Su Yang returned to Xiao Yu's perspective, he was once again in the First Battalion's position.

The gunfire in front of the position intensified, but the scene here was quite different.

The bombardiers had taken out all the RPG-43 grenades they were carrying and lined them up in a trench.

With a face full of excitement, Niu Chengcai ordered a soldier: "Go report to the regimental commander and say that the demolition teams of the Second and Third Battalions can withdraw. Tell them to bring out all the 'two and a half jin' and throw them all at Xiaoyu!"

"yes!"

Su Yang chuckled inwardly, secretly praising the battalion commander for being so clever, figuring out the correct way to use Xiaoyu so quickly!

He continued to give orders to Xiaoyu.

Xiaoyu landed steadily on the edge of the trench, her sharp blue eyes scanning the neatly arranged, heavy "two and a half jin" (a unit of weight) on the ground.

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"Goo!" Xiaoyu groaned softly, seemingly quite satisfied with the piled-up ammunition depot.

It skillfully reached out with its claws, firmly grasped one, and with a sudden flap of its wings, stirred up a gust of cold wind. Its white figure shot into the dark night sky once again like an arrow released from a bow!

"They went again!"

"Choose the right direction!"

"Where will it be bombed this time?"

Although most of the soldiers on the First Battalion's position were still nervously watching the fierce battle between the Second and Third Battalions ahead, their peripheral vision couldn't help but follow that agile white figure, their hearts pounding with anticipation of a miracle.

In the temporary command post of the 352nd Regiment, Luo Pojun was solemnly instructing the telegraph operator: "...Inquire with the division headquarters when the 117th Division of the 39th Army will arrive? We are all equipped with light weapons. The elite tank battalion of the Lighthouse, which retreated south, has already joined forces with half a regiment of the remnants of the puppet 8th Division. Our 352nd Regiment is under great pressure. Most importantly, we are severely lacking in ammunition, while the enemy's firepower is overwhelming..." Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a loud voice from outside!

"Reporting, Commander! A deputy battalion commander has an important report!"

Luo Pojun's deep voice abruptly stopped, and everyone in the command post turned their lights sharply towards the outside of the bunker.

Political Commissar Sun and several operations staff officers felt a sudden jolt in their hearts.

They were all thinking to themselves, "Could the defenses of the Second and Third Battalions be about to collapse? It hasn't been that long! It shouldn't be like this!"

"Reporting, Commander!" The soldier from the First Battalion practically tumbled in, his face a mixture of snow, gunpowder, and excitement. "Deputy Battalion Commander Niu... Xiaoyu... It's blown up! It's blown up again! Enemy tanks! Two of them!"

"What nonsense! Explain yourself! Who bombed it?" Luo Pojun's brows furrowed, the intense battle at the front lines had exhausted his patience.

"Xiaoyu!" The soldier gasped for breath, his finger pointing excitedly at the northern night sky, where another burst of fire had just erupted!

A rumbling sound could be faintly heard.

"Xiaoyu, carrying two and a half jin, flew over the enemy and destroyed two...maybe three tanks!" He caught his breath and finally finished speaking in one breath.

"What?" Luo Pojun and several staff officers from the regiment looked on incredulously.

Political Commissar Sun, who had been observing the frontline battle through binoculars at the door, put down his binoculars upon hearing this, his face showing a look of sudden realization and delight. "So that's why the enemy ammunition truck suddenly exploded! It was all thanks to Xiaoyu! Lao Luo! Xiaoyu can throw grenades? Did you know that?"

"How should I know? That brat Su Yang never told me!" Luo Pojun complained, but he couldn't suppress his smile. He slammed his fist down: "Right! Immediately notify all the demolition teams in each battalion to stop. Leave all the 'two and a half jin' (a unit of weight) for Xiaoyu!"

He was just worrying about how to fight this battle.

According to the telegram just sent by the division headquarters, the enemy that has been driven to this side from the front is about 1500 puppet troops and 400 lighthouse troops.

Their 352nd Regiment still has nearly 3000 men, which sounds like our army has the upper hand.

But don't forget that in order to infiltrate and block the enemy, the 352nd Regiment abandoned all its heavy weapons and carried very few bullets.

As for the enemy, let's not even talk about the puppet troops. Although the Lighthouse Tank Battalion only has 400 men, it is a true mechanized elite force.

There are 15 tanks!

More than 100 cars!

There are at least 20 artillery pieces and at least 10 anti-aircraft machine guns!

Add to that the half-regiment of puppet troops using the same lighthouse equipment, and even if the 352nd Regiment could take them all down, the entire 352nd Regiment would almost certainly be wiped out.

"boom!"

"ah""

"Medic!"

"God! Where did this grenade come from?!"

Xiaoyu threw another grenade at the most concentrated area of ​​the enemy forces, but this time it didn't land on the tanks.

Snow and mud were flying everywhere!

Several soldiers were also riddled with shrapnel, their bodies mangled and bloodied, as they fell to the ground, howling in pain.

The puppet troops who were fighting the 352nd Regiment finally discovered the situation behind them.

They were attacked from both sides by the enemy!

This was the thought of almost all the puppet army soldiers at that moment.

run!

This was a decision made subconsciously by almost all the puppet army soldiers.

It's unclear who started it, but suddenly a small group of puppet troops, as if they had planned it together, ran straight west, completely disregarding the situation on the battlefield.

"What happened?"

"We lost?"

"Colonel Park was beheaded by the enemy?"

"The enemy has surrounded us from all sides?"

Once panic sets in, rumors and misinformation begin to circulate immediately.

The puppet army soldiers perfectly demonstrated what it means to spread from person to person!

"Shit! You cowards! Don't run!"

"Turn around! Turn around!"

"Pick up your gun! Keep fighting!"

"We haven't lost yet!"

The lighthouse officer, who was supervising the battle from behind the puppet troops, shouted loudly in an attempt to stop the defeat, but it was all in vain.

One officer even shot and killed a soldier who ran past him, but this did nothing except make the other puppet soldiers run faster.

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