The 35th Division, like the 36th and 37th Divisions, is a new division that was just formed in Xiaoli this year. Most of them are recruits who have not received much training.
These divisions are completely different from the permanent divisions established by the Japanese before, both in terms of troop organization and training of soldiers.
Just when the recruits were in a daze, artillery shells weighing several hundred kilograms fell into the group of Japanese soldiers.
"Boom, boom!"
After two loud noises, the troop transport truck was directly overturned. The nearby Japanese soldiers were blown dozens of meters away by the shock wave caused by the explosion. When they fell, they had turned into a ball of mud.
Except for a few of the Japs 50 meters around who survived, all the others died.
The Japanese's ears were temporarily deafened by the loud noise of the heavy artillery. The next shell from the Wen Gu brothers and sisters hit again.
The interval was less than 30 seconds. How could this be the attack speed that a heavy artillery should have?
The Japanese's field heavy artillery troops can only fire 6 to 8 rounds per minute on average, which translates into 10 seconds per round, but the Wen Gu brothers and sisters can fire at a speed of three seconds per round.
Because Wen Liu reloads the ammunition so quickly, as long as Wen Xin opens the rear seat and ejects the cartridge case, it can be closed directly because Wen Liu has already loaded the shells.
"Boom, boom!"
The two shells fell into the dense crowd of Japs one after the other, and a vacuum zone was successfully cleared. The Japs in front and behind were knocked off their feet by the explosion.
At this moment, Mitsuru Fujii and Lieutenant Commander Ibebe finally came to their senses. They carefully stepped out of the car. They found that shells were falling continuously in front and behind the convoy.
"Commander Ibe, have you noticed? The enemy's attack target is the escort of the supply convoy, and their ultimate goal is our supplies.
You immediately lead your troops to counterattack. As long as you persist for half an hour, the surrounding support will definitely arrive! "
When Fujii Sanmitsu came over in the afternoon, he issued orders to the checkpoints and gun towers along the way. Once it was discovered that the material convoy was under attack,
These people will not only ask for help from the military police headquarters in Beiping, Jinmen and Langxian, but also bring their own men and security groups to rescue quickly.
"Hey, Minister Fujii, take care!"
Lieutenant Colonel Ibe quickly ran towards the troops behind him. As for the armored convoy in front, it was of little use whether he went or not.
Behind him is the main force of the brigade. As long as he can protect these people, he will have the strength to block the enemy on the opposite side.
It's a pity that he had a good idea, but it was useless in the face of the unreasonable bombardment of Wen Gu brother and sister.
As soon as Jingbian reached the back of the supply convoy, a shell exploded 30 meters in front of him, and the powerful shock wave blew him up in an instant.
"Bang", Fujii Mimitsu heard the sound not far behind him and looked back, only to see that Ibian, who had just left not long ago, fell into the back of the material convoy and did not start running for a long time.
The brother and sister fired 40 rounds of artillery shells a minute and kept fighting for three minutes. The bombardment of 120 rounds of heavy artillery shells caused a Japanese team of thousands of people to be defeated.
Wen Gu touched the hot barrel, waved his hand and put it away, including the fired shell casings.
"Little sister, charge, be fast, leave no one alive!"
Wen Gu licked his lips, which were a little dry due to the high temperature. When he opened and closed his lips, his white teeth were reflected coldly by the gunfire of the Japanese in the distance. Words without a trace of warmth came out of his mouth.
Hearing this, Wen Wen pulled out two bayonets and held them behind his back with both hands. There was a bloodthirsty expression on his young face, and his eyes were blood red.
This kind of battle is exciting enough to deal with a large group of Japanese troops and a transport regiment in a very short time.
She kicked her feet on the ground, and with a muffled "bang" sound, a small pit of several dozen centimeters appeared on the spot, and the person rushed out like a sharp sword.
Wen Gu followed closely behind him at the same speed.
Wenxin charged forward, and a minute later she had already rushed into the front of the Japanese transport wing. This was the Japanese armored convoy.
Ten armored vehicles have been blown over, and the few Japs who can still move are preparing to rescue the injured.
Wen Xin's murderous intention aroused, and he threw the bayonets in both hands into the distance. The bayonets were like ghosts in the night, constantly scratching the Japanese's necks.
Wen Xin moved her hands together and charged through the crowd of Japanese soldiers very quickly. The two bayonets were like her guards, flying up and down around her body.
At every moment, a prisoner's neck was wiped and his blood was spread all over the floor.
The Japs in the supply convoy in the distance looked at the warmth of the Japs charging into the Japs convoy like devils, their eyes widened. What a shocking scene this was.
In the dark night, under the light of the truck's headlights, a little girl wearing ordinary clothes, but with bright eyes, bright teeth, white cheeks, and a flushed face, ran quickly in the smoke-filled battlefield with an excited smile.
The two bayonets beside her were like two ghosts, and only a faint shadow could be seen flashing.
As the shadows flew by, the devils on the road kept bleeding from their necks, and their bodies fell to the ground. They were so dead that they could no longer die.
This is the correct way to fight for a spiritual power user.
"Devil..., this is... devil, I want to go home,... mother,... I want to go home to find my mother."
The Japanese driver's teeth chattered, he made a "嘘嘚嘚" sound, and spoke intermittently.
They wanted to push the car door and run to the back of the motorcade, preferably to get away from this devil. Unfortunately, they were so frightened that they became weak, and even the car door that could be opened easily could not be opened.
"Want to come back to find mom?"
Wen Xin didn't know when she had rushed to the driver's window. Her feet were off the ground and she stood in the air as if flying. Her whole body was filled with murderous aura like a sword fairy in the sky.
"When you came to Yanhuang and killed my compatriots, why didn't you think that they also had mothers?"
The driver saw Wen Xin standing outside the window and shouted in fright, "I want to go home...Mom, I want to go home!"
A warm and nightmarish voice sounded in his ears, "Go to sleep, your mother will be reunited with you soon!"
"Stab!" Blood spurted out from the carotid artery of the Japanese driver and stained the roof of the car red.
Wen Gu followed Wen Xin. As long as they were not Japanese corpses, he would collect them all in the space. He could also make a few guns by taking the bombed armored vehicles back. The main thing was not to waste them.
Wenxin killed them all the way, and Wen Gu collected them all the way. In less than ten minutes, there was nothing left on the entire road except the corpses of the Japanese.
Wenxin stood in the middle of the road and looked at Fujii Sanguang. Her weird smile made Fujii turn pale. Fujii had long been frightened out of his mind by this weird scene. It was the dignity of an imperial soldier that kept him trying to support himself.
"You...who are you?"
The brother and sister said in unison: "Have you heard of Yama?"
Fujii Mimitsu was inexplicably horrified, "Are you Yama?"
