In the darkness, the devils in the steel plant caused quite a commotion.
Suddenly, several searchlights lit up one after another. In addition to power, these searchlights can also use batteries, so after the power was cut off, they switched to battery mode as soon as possible.
A powerful beam of light shone on Takeuchi's armored vehicle!
At this moment, he had been pulled out of the carriage, his neck twisted in an incredible way.
The neck bone is broken, and the dead person cannot die again.
However, his adjutant Kazuzaburo Mukai tried in vain to massage his heart and lungs and perform artificial respiration in an attempt to bring him back from the hands of death.
Useless!
Even if he knew it was useless, he would still do it!
Because this is a formality, it would be difficult for him to take over the command without going through this formality.
After about two minutes, he stood up with a look of grief and anger, and announced to the few surviving Japanese soldiers around him, "Captain Takeuchi is broken into pieces!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he bowed his head heavily towards Takeuchi's body.
When the Japanese soldiers around him saw this, they all bowed their heads heavily towards Takeuchi's body.
They were observing silence.
About seven or eight meows later, suddenly there was a clear gunshot, and a dog who was also mourning fell to the ground.
"Baga!" Mukai and Saburo raised their heads and looked at the place where the gunshots were heard.
Wherever the gaze went, the searchlight followed, and then, under the illumination of the searchlight, a person with a long shadow ran quickly.
"Boom boom boom!"
"Bang!"
Several gunshots rang out, and several Japs with quick reactions chose to shoot immediately.
The figure was Shen Chunliang. He originally planned to imitate Tu Hanqing and prepare to trick the Japanese when they passed by.
But when the searchlight shone over, he saw a dog sitting on the ground.
Shen Chunliang believed that Gouzi was entirely to blame for the situation tonight, so he resented Gouzi more than he did the Japanese at the moment.
Seeing that Gouzi and Jaizi's senior officers were all within shooting range, he chose Gouzi as a matter of course.
After killing Gouzi, Shen Chunliang ran away immediately. He knew that the Japs' marksmanship was no worse than his own. As long as it was a fixed target more than 100 meters away, he could hit it accurately every time.
The searchlights were always staring at him, and the Japanese soldiers in the distance kept firing.
He didn't fight back while running. He knew that if he slowed down while running, he would most likely be hit.
After running at a sprint speed of almost 100 meters for more than ten seconds, he finally saw a debris pile in front of him, so he gritted his teeth and increased his speed, then swooped and hid behind the debris pile.
With several muffled sounds of "Puff~", the bullet hit the debris, splashing a lot of debris and ash.
Panting heavily, Shen Chunliang pressed his hand on the wound again and listened carefully to the movement behind the waste pit.
He didn't dare to show his head easily, because the searchlight had already bit him to death. In this case, he would basically die if he showed his head.
Looking at the elongated shadow of the underground waste pile, he silently calculated in his mind that the searchlight was about 2,670 meters away from him. He was not sure of hitting this distance, but he looked at the 380 he picked up in his hand. Dagai decided it would be better to knock off the searchlight.
The power supply to the steel plant has not yet been restored, and this searchlight is very close to the blast furnace. If engineers go there to investigate, then this light can provide light assistance.
Touching his lower back, there was only one high-explosive grenade left. This good thing, he couldn't bear to use it now. He thought about blowing up another Japanese camouflaged armored vehicle.
The feeling of blowing up a car is wonderful. It feels like lifting a tortoise off the ground, and then watching the tortoise roll over and fall to death.
Meow is indescribable!
After checking the Sanba Gai in his hand, Shen Chunliang immediately fell back without any hesitation or preparation.
The chest and the muzzle of the gun flashed out of the debris pile almost at the same time.
This was a complete backlight shooting. Shen Chunliang closed his eyes hard before his eyes were in complete contact with the light.
At this time, he would not dare to look directly at such a bright light!
Because if they really looked at each other, they would definitely be blind for at least ten seconds, and he absolutely couldn't bear these ten seconds of blindness.
This shot was entirely based on feeling and his many years of combat experience, but the most important thing was his excellent skill.
His body quickly fell to the ground. When it was still 20 degrees from the ground, Shen Chunliang stopped abruptly.
After half a second, he stabilized the muzzle of the gun, and then calmly pulled the trigger.
"Bang!" Sanba Dagai's gunshot sounded again.
The searchlight in the distance shattered after a moment, losing its blazing light.
Judging from the intensity of light reflected from the eyelids.
Hit!
"Pa~" After his back landed on the ground, he did not hesitate and rolled back, then straightened his back and stood up, opening his eyes.
The familiar darkness was still in front of him. He smiled and took a few steps forward, hiding in the darkness again.
About two seconds later, several beams of flashlight light shone, only to find that there was no trace of Shen Chunliang again. When the light shone on the ground, a lot of fresh blood was found.
As the light and shadow shook, Mukai and Saburo followed the bloodstain for a while with their flashlights, only to find that the bloodstain suddenly disappeared.
He raised his eyebrows, squatted down, reached out and dipped a little on the blood, put it in his mouth, and then clicked his lips.
Sweet and sour!
"Bah! Cunning Eight Road!" Mukai and Saburo spat on the ground.
He waved his hand to summon the messenger, "Send a military dog immediately!"
"Report to Lieutenant Mukai, all three of our military dogs are currently killed."
Hearing this news, Mukai and Saburo were shocked. Tonight, they found that all the eight soldiers relied on these dogs. However, they did not expect that in just a short time, three military dogs were killed.
This is quite a casualty.
Military dogs are rarer than Japanese soldiers, otherwise they would not have military ranks.
Three were lost this time, no less than three senior officers killed in battle.
I'm afraid it's hard to explain this kind of loss to the military dog training camp, and I'm afraid it won't be that easy to get a few good dogs.
He shook his head and did not dwell on the question of the dog. Instead, he thought about it for a moment. After making arrangements for the messenger, he turned around and walked towards the blast furnace.
In the darkness, news of Takeuchi's death had spread, which caused panic among the Japanese soldiers who were still searching.
They are vicious, cruel, and inhumane to others, but they also cherish their own lives.
The fearless Long Live Charge looks fierce, decisive, and cold, but these are all the servility hidden in their bones. Now, they have lost their commander, and no one has issued good orders, leaving them like headless flies scurrying around in the dark.
