Chapter 84 The third-rank official in front of the prime minister’s door

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The soldiers of the tank battalion were still at war with the Japanese. Li Changshun followed Xie Tian's orders to the letter, but before executing them, he had to drain the remaining value of these tanks.

Amidst the explosions of mortars and grenades, Li Changshun led several tanks and launched a fierce attack on the Japanese. When the shells were gone, he used machine guns to sweep them away.

A fierce attack swept the two Japanese squadrons to pieces. The Japanese squadron leader organized a death squad to surround the tanks and prepared to use human sea tactics to blow off the tank tracks. As a result, the four tanks that were raging suddenly turned around and ran towards Zhangzhuang.

How can it be so cheap to just hit and run?

The little Japs had already become red-eyed, roaring and charging after the tanks. Those who didn't know better thought they were infantry accompanying the tanks in the attack.

The design of the Xiaojiizi Type 89 tank is really considerate, and the machine gun at the back seems to be specially designed for this situation.

The four tanks fled quickly, but the machine gun behind them was frantically harvesting lives.

The Japanese who were chasing behind them fell one after another, falling one by one.

Gao Ernao drove a truck staggering out of Zhangzhuang. His blood boiled when he saw the battlefield so close. Despite his half-hearted driving skills, he took out his shell gun and fired at the battlefield outside the car window. A few shots were fired.

If Xie Tian saw Baozhun's big-eared scraper slashing him, the shell gun only has an effective range of fifty meters. If you are here to attack the Japanese a few hundred meters away, are you being careless? Um? Or do you think that all my bullets were blown by the strong wind?

Well, Xie Tian’s bullets were really blown by the strong wind.

We don’t have guns or cannons, the enemy made them for us.

At this moment, two battle formations composed of eight Japanese Zero fighter jets flew over the battlefield. Without a moment's hesitation, the eight fighter jets swooped down and opened fire on the four tanks.

The thin armor of the Type 89 tank could not withstand the bullets of the two Type 99 20mm machine guns on the wings of the Zero fighter. The armor on the sides could not even withstand the bullets of the two Type 97 7.7mm machine guns on the nose. Eight Zero fighters The fighter jets only made one dive and strafed, and two of the four tanks caught fire.

The excited sophomore girl shrank her neck in fear when she saw the tank on fire. She threw the rifle to the side and stepped on the accelerator. The truck sped out with a roar.

This guy also has hot blood, but it needs to be out of the range of bullets.

Now the enemy's attention was entirely focused on the four tanks. Even if someone saw a truck scurrying about, they would have no time to pay attention to it.

Running hurriedly, the second-year high school student arrived at the defense area of ​​the 358th Regiment of the Shanxi-Sui Army without any danger. As soon as he entered the defense area, he was greeted by a round of gunfire, and even the car windows were smashed.

The high school boy was so frightened that he hurriedly stopped the car and hid in the car, shouting: "Don't shoot, don't shoot, we are one of our own."

His grandma was so focused on escaping that she forgot to take off the little Japanese plaster flag and replace it with the national army flag.

After a few more jingling shots, the gunfire finally stopped. It took a long time before someone shouted from outside: "Whoever is in the car, raise your hands so I can see it."

Hearing the voice outside, Gao Ernao became energetic. He raised his hands and did not dare to show his head, but he yelled: "It's your grandma's, it's Duan Changfu outside, you bitch, I am Dagu Town Ernao, you still owe me three It’s a big ocean.”

"Holding the grass, you're the second naughty boy. You've got a lot of skills, you can drive a car, and it's a Japanese military vehicle. You're not a traitor."

"Fuck you, I am now the platoon leader of the reconnaissance platoon of the Independent Regiment of the People's Liberation Army. Put down your guns quickly and don't point the gun at me."

"You show your head first and let me take a look."

"Damn it, you heard my voice and you still don't believe it. Put the gun down and I show my head again. Have you put the gun down?"

"Put it down and come out."

Gao Ernuo quickly glanced outside, hurriedly pulled back his head and cursed: "You idiot Duan Changfu, you are fooling your grandpa, right? Put down the gun quickly, I am here to deliver a message to your Commander Chu."

Duan Changfu confirmed that the person in the car was a high school boy, and pressed his hand down on the brothers beside him: "Brothers, please put down your guns. It's Erba, you know him."

Half of the Jinsui Army in the platoon guarding the checkpoint knew the high school boy, and they had all played money together. After confirming this, they gathered around and opened the car door with laughter.

"Er Nao, you're pretty good, you've already become a platoon leader."

Nao, a sophomore in high school, is a self-proclaimed platoon leader. Xie Tian appointed him as squad leader of the regiment's reconnaissance squad. However, there were only a few people in the independent regiment at that time. How many people are there now? Nao, a sophomore in high school, saw everyone around him being promoted one by one, so he might as well give himself a promotion. Level 1, reconnaissance platoon leader.

The high school sophomore walked out of the car carelessly and was kicked by someone: "Can you fucking see clearly before you shoot? Fortunately, I reacted quickly, otherwise I would have let you cowards shoot me."

Duan Changfu laughed and punched the high school boy: "Who asked you to drive a Japanese military vehicle? You deserve to be beaten to death."

The second-year high school boy returned Duan Changfu's punch and said, "Stop talking nonsense. I really have something urgent to do with your Commander Chu. Our Commander Xie ordered me to send a letter to Commander Chu."

"Captain Xie? Xie Baoqing?"

Now Xie Baoqing's name is known to everyone in the 358th Regiment. The entire two battalions have been dealt with by others. Battalion Commander Wu Wenhua also led his troops to defect to Xie Baoqing. This is a slap in the face of Commander Chu. .

Gao Ernuo took out the letter written by Xie Tian from his pocket and waved it at Duan Changfu: "Nonsense, urgent military situation, we are all beaten to a bloody river, please take me to see Chu Yunfei quickly."

Duan Changfu confirmed Gao Ernuo's intention and knew he couldn't delay, so he hurriedly said: "Follow me."

Walking into a house next to the checkpoint, Duan Changfu grabbed the phone on the table, shook it a few times, and said into the receiver: "Get me through the regimental headquarters. I have an emergency to report."

The defense zone of the 358th Regiment was very large, and it took Duan Changfu and Gao Ernuo to arrive at the regiment headquarters for nearly an hour.

The guard at the door asked them their purpose and asked them to wait at the door. Then one of them ran into the Divine Spear Temple to report.

In a short time, Chu Yunfei and Fang Ligong led a few guards out of the Divine Spear Temple. Duan Changfu hurriedly stood at attention and saluted: "Report to the regimental seat, Chief of Staff, Gao Ernuo, leader of the reconnaissance platoon of the Independent Regiment of the People's Liberation Army, has arrived."

Chu Yunfei hummed, looked at Gao Ernuo, and said, "Why did Xie Baoqing send you here?"

Gao Ernuo grinned and stepped forward. The guards on Chu Yunfei's left and right raised their guns and ran out to block him, shouting: "Stand here and talk."

The sophomore boy was unhappy. He took out the letter from his pocket, shook it and cursed: "How can I hand this letter to your Commander Chu while I'm standing here? I'm so scared."

"Fuck you," the guard who was scolded raised the butt of his Thomson gun and was about to hit the boy.

The second-year high school boy said with a smile on his neck: "Try touching me, my regiment leader is Xie Baoqing, are you afraid of you? Just touch me, my regiment leader will destroy your 358th regiment."

This is really a third-rank official in front of the prime minister. The second-year-old boy followed Xie Baoqing, and now his back is hardened.