The two devils are also mortal bodies and have independent consciousness.
Half of the 302,000 Japs were casualties, and they were a little flustered and anxious at the moment.
It's okay for the two devils to fight against the wind to increase their numbers, but they really can't bring the headwinds to bear.
boom!
Bang bang bang...
Sudden.
Bursts of gunfire followed, completely breaking the tranquility.
The Locust Alliance soldiers in the back row fell one by one.
The dead can no longer die.
"The devils are using black guns!"
"It was the enemy who fired a black gun just now!"
"Why were you shot in the back?"
"Are the devils crazy?"
"You ask me? How the hell do I know..."
"Grass!"
"You really don't treat us as human beings..."
"Isn't it always like this? You just know?"
"I'm going to be beaten by the Central Army in the front, and I'm going to be beaten by the Japanese in the back. How the hell am I... getting hurt from both sides?"
"Labour and management quit..."
"The Japs are shouting from behind, asking us to charge quickly, otherwise we will have to shoot..."
"Day! Speed up! Quick! Quick!"
…
The roars continued one after another.
The Japs couldn't hold on any longer.
The psychological defense collapsed.
rush? Take a few shots...
If you rush, you will die, if you don't rush, you will die. It is better to suffer less!
"Bros!"
"You little son of a bitch won't take us for granted! Kill us wantonly!"
"Are we still going to work for these devils?"
"Not for sale!"
"Not for sale!"
"Not for sale!"
"Fight with the devils!"
"rush out!"
"Fight!"
"Fight!"
…
Rabbits will bite when they are anxious.
Although this group of Japanese devils are as domesticated as sheep.
But when the sheep's horns are cut off, they will also flap a few times.
Many Japanese soldiers couldn't stand it anymore, so they turned around and started a fierce battle with the Japanese soldiers behind them...
The scene seemed particularly chaotic for a time.
"Kill the chicken and give it to me!"
"Kill the chicken and give it to me!"
"Damn cannon fodder!"
"How dare you resist!"
"Machine gun fire!"
"Kill the chicken and give it to me!"
The Japs were enraged.
Then began an even more crazy massacre.
The Locust Alliance soldiers who dare to resist are only a minority after all.
Most of them have lost their blood.
After this group of Locust Alliance troops who still had a trace of blood were killed, the battlefield was basically cleared.
The remaining Locust Alliance soldiers lowered their heads and continued to charge towards Xie City like zombies.
…
On top of Xiecheng City, the officers of the Central Army who had been rejoicing at the internal strife between the Japanese and Japanese soldiers suddenly felt numb when they saw that the Japanese soldiers had made a comeback.
"Why……"
"The spines of these Locust Alliance soldiers have been broken a long time ago. How can we expect them to create any miracles?"
"We think too much, too much."
"Just stick to it."
"Keep holding on... hold on!"
"Warriors!"
"The devils are coming!"
"hold fast!"
Mr. He, a middle-aged man, gave encouraging words to the defenders at the last line of defense under the city.
In the past, such incentives may have had some effect.
But now, the effect has long been gone, and all that is left is endless sadness.
The pathos is still there, and it makes people feel hopeless...a desperate cry.
The generous lament has already been nailed to the spot like a wooden stake, fighting to the end.
All around were the corpses of his comrades.
Because there were not enough sandbags, they simply piled up the corpses of their comrades into trenches...
Surrounded...keep shooting...
The brutality is obvious.
On top of the city tower, the middle-aged man Mr. He gritted his teeth and controlled the tears not to follow him.
It's just that in my heart, I already have a mixture of five flavors, sweet, sour, bitter, spicy, and everything.
"They are all heroes!"
"Well done!"
"The Army of Sichuan and Sichuan..."
"Iron Army!"
"Iron Army!"
The middle-aged man, Mr. He, trembled his lips and his mood changed drastically.
Something deep in the soul seemed to be stirred.
"Commander He."
"Four hundred thousand soldiers and horses..."
"Only 150,000 are left..."
"Two hundred and fifty thousand casualties..."
"More than halfway..."
"The moat is filled with corpses..."
"Less than ten days..."
"It's too tragic..."
"Commander He..."
"Three days..."
"At most three days..."
"I can't hold it anymore..."
On the side, a lieutenant general was holding his chest. There was a wound on his chest. Because it was not bandaged well, blood was still flowing out.
"Three days..."
"Three days..."
"Will the Japanese...retreat?"
"The soldiers are brave enough."
"I see it all."
"Those who can stay now are all heroes of the country!"
"Our army suffered more than 200,000 casualties, but the total casualties of the Japanese and Japanese soldiers were nearly 200,000!"
"Although most of the casualties were the Japs from the Locust Alliance Army, the Japs themselves suffered casualties of at least 50,000..."
"Everyone's sacrifices are worth it!"
"You died to protect your homeland! You deserved to die!"
"The return date of the soul!"
Mr. He, a middle-aged man, couldn't help but make an impassioned speech.
"well……"
"Why the New First Division wants to eliminate tens of thousands of Japanese soldiers is as easy as drinking water and eating."
"When it comes to us... we will often have to pay a heavy price of hundreds of thousands of casualties."
"Is there really that much difference between us and the New First Division?"
The lieutenant general's lips moved, and he couldn't help but have self-doubt at this moment.
While speaking at this moment, his eyes seemed a little distracted.
There are so many words in my heart, and I don’t know what to say for a while.
I always feel like there are thousands of words stuck in my throat, but I don’t know how to say them out.
This feeling is particularly sad, uncomfortable, awkward...even trance-like.
"Only by comparing the two can we see how powerful the new division is."
"The realm of the new first division is beyond our ability to predict."
"Xie Cheng is in danger. I'm afraid we can't count on the Mountain City. As for the reinforcements from various places, they don't exist anymore. The chief has called them all to guard the Mountain City."
The middle-aged man, Mr. He, shook his head and sighed.
I don’t know how many telegrams have been sent to the mountain city.
But the callbacks are the same, just to keep you going.
But not a single soldier was sent out, nor a single bullet was supplied.
"Commander He, according to your opinion, haven't we become abandoned children now?"
"Is there no other way out but death?"
"Death is certain?"
The lieutenant general and division commander were stunned for a moment.
"Abandoned son?"
"It's a good thing to describe it appropriately..."
"If there is a glimmer of hope... it is the New First Division..."
"The new First Division will definitely take action, but I don't know when it will take action..."
"If we take action after the city is broken, we won't be able to see it..."
"hope so……"
"Now, just bet your life."
"If we were part of the New First Division, I'm afraid rescue would have arrived long ago."
"pity……"
The middle-aged man, Mr. He, did not speak too thoroughly. His eyes seemed particularly distracted during his simple words.
