boom! boom!
Shangguan Zhibiao first threw two grenades to seal the smoke and disrupt the sight of the Japanese inside Iron Bastard.
The Japs in Iron Bastard had a very small field of vision. Except for the distance, they could not see anything near.
At this time, smoke rose after the explosion. The little devil could only see the rising smoke and dust, and then he shot randomly.
But even so, at the moment when the Japanese fired, two more soldiers were hit and fell out.
Although the Little Devil's 6.5mm machine gun bullets have less ammunition than ordinary 38-type rifle bullets, for some reason, they are more powerful and have very strong penetrating power. The two soldiers' bodies were completely penetrated by bullets, and then they were pulled behind the bunker by their comrades.
Because at this time the little devils were shooting completely randomly, even if they killed one of their own, they would not hesitate.
That's why the little devil is so scary. Once he gets ruthless, he will even kill his own people.
And this is why, when Shangguan Zhibiao discovered that the Japanese Iron Bastard was not misfiring, he immediately asked everyone to hide.
Shangguan Zhibiao had fought against the Japanese when he was in Shanghai. Inspired by the spirit of treason and samurai, these little Japanese became crazy.
If they were the ones who were killed, perhaps every Japanese would think about it, but no one would be merciful to their companions.
There are many such examples in history. Shooting one's own people and the enemy together on the battlefield can only be regarded as trivial. On the Pacific battlefield, when a Japanese soldier was injured, what they feared most was not the enemy but one of their own.
Because their colleagues are not here to save them, but will put a bullet in their heads for fear that they will reveal military secrets.
So facing such a ferocious enemy, Shangguan Zhibiao had no time to think about it and rushed forward with six grenades bundled together.
An officer of the Independent Regiment saw it and wanted to stop him, but Shangguan Zhibiao was too fast. Just when he was about to speak out, Shangguan Zhibiao had already tied a wooden-handled grenade and rushed forward.
"Machine gunner cover!"
The officer gave a loud order, and the two machine gunners mounted their machine guns on the sandbags and fired at the little devil's iron bastard.
Ding-ding-ding-ding!
The bullets hit the little devil's iron bastard and flew out.
The armor on the Little Devil's Iron Bastard is actually not thick, and the frontal armor is only about 11 mm.
But this thickness is enough to withstand machine guns.
The shootings of the soldiers of the independent regiment were almost in vain, but a few bullets entered the mouth of the Japanese machine guns.
The bullet grazed the little devil's scalp and flew past, hitting the round turret behind the devil and flying around in the car.
The devil was so frightened that he almost peed.
But I don't know whether it was the Japs' luck or the shooting angle. After the bullets were tossed twice, the two Japs in the car were unscathed.
One of the Japs laughed loudly: "Hahaha, this must be God Amaterasu blessing us. I will continue shooting, and you go and drive the car away. We will be blocked on the bridge to see who can get over."
"Omura-kun, you are so smart. I will drive right now."
Another Japs went to drive and turned on the ignition with the key. The car made a whining sound and soon stalled.
The little devil was surprised, because the car was fine before, why suddenly it couldn't start?
However, at this moment, he noticed a change in the fuel gauge, and the amount of fuel in the fuel tank continued to decrease inexplicably.
At this time, the little devil was even more confused, because it was obvious that the tank was leaking oil.
He didn't know what was happening, but at this moment, there was a loud bang, and he flew up from the chair.
The little village devil who was shooting suddenly flew up and hit his head on the turret, making a winter sound.
After this sound, Xiaocun Guizi felt that his brain was almost knocked out, and his body seemed to have lost gravity and was pressed against the roof of the car.
After a moment, the devil's body fell rapidly and fell heavily to the floor.
The two Japanese soldiers were hit with blood on their faces and pain all over their bodies.
But at this time, this was not the worst. The worst thing was that after the two Japs in the car suddenly fell and fell half to death, a fire broke out in the car and thick smoke was everywhere.
"Get out of the car quickly!"
At this time, even if the two Japanese soldiers were hit and their heads were buzzing, they knew they could no longer stay in the car. There was a fire inside the car and thick smoke, and it wouldn't take long for the fuel tank to explode.
But at this moment, when the two Japs wanted to open the car door and jump out of the car, they didn't expect that the car door couldn't be opened at all.
Although the explosion just now did not blow up the entire car, the violent explosion had already jammed the door.
And if it was an ordinary car, maybe the door could be kicked open, but the armor of the iron bastard the little devil was riding in was at least eight millimeters thick.
After the eight-millimeter iron plate was stuck, let alone the two Japanese soldiers being injured, even if they were unscathed, there was no way they could kick the car door open.
The fire spread inside the car, and the wounded Japanese continued to howl miserably.
But it was all over. With the secondary explosion of the car's fuel tank, the entire tank burned. The Japanese in the car will also be burned into black coke.
At this time, Shangguan Zhibiao took out his signal gun and fired a red signal bomb into the sky. When the large troops hiding two kilometers away saw it, they all started to move.
With the truck in front and the large army behind, the group crossed the bridge in a mighty manner, met up with Zhou Weiguo, and headed straight for the Fairy Temple.
Of course, Zhou Weiguo and others made such a big noise, how could the little devil not notice it?
The first to receive the news were the Japs in Changzhou.
There are less than four squadrons left in Changzhou City, and the rest of the Japanese have gone to perform search missions along the river.
But there is still a regiment of the puppet army, with about three thousand people.
Two Japanese squadrons and a puppet army regiment rushed to the Dujiang Bridge for reinforcements, but all they saw were corpses on the ground.
It was so tragic. Many of the Japanese corpses were mutilated, and especially the chariot at the bridgehead on the south bank was burned black.
One of the Japanese Army lieutenants said in confusion: "This chariot was so badly damaged and burned. Did these Chinese people pour gasoline on the chariot? Baga, how on earth did they do it?"
The team is led by Taro Aso, a top student who graduated from the Japanese Army Academy.
Taro Aso is different from the average arrogant Japanese. He is low-key. Even though he is less than thirty years old, he has been promoted to a center left, but he only serves as a staff officer under Kameda, the defender of Changzhou.
According to his military rank and military exploits, he could command a brigade, but this little devil did not. Instead, he kept a low profile and was willing to hide in Kameda's headquarters.
But this time, there was nothing he could do about leading a team to come for support. Although he is low-key, Lao Kameda relies on him very much.
Taro Aso looked at the burned-black and deformed tank, and said quietly: "Our enemy is very smart. He cut the oil pipe of the tank before carrying out the explosion. Otherwise, mere grenades will not be able to blow us up." Of a chariot!..."
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