The system sent me to fight

And then, the next goal.

Killed with guns and guns, every shot was shot, at least one devil officer would be killed.

Apart from Yang Jing, the soldiers of the other sharpshooter companies were also looking for important targets in the midst of the panicked devils' rout.

Under the precise sniping of the sharpshooter company soldiers, many devil machine gunners and grenadiers were shot and fell to the ground before they had time to fire.

So much so that the devils of the Kunizaki detachment could not form effective counter firepower at all.

On the contrary, they, under the combined attack of the powerful guns of the Huben Regiment, were killed and wounded for a while.

The slaughter continues.

Dense bullets and artillery shells came one after another from the forest, ruthlessly killing the little devils running around on the road.

The narrow mountain road was completely blocked by the powerful firepower of the Huben regiment, and the little devil was beaten dizzy immediately. No matter where he escaped from, it was difficult to avoid the killing of the guns.

Some little devils tried to climb up from the side of the mountain path, but the mountain was too steep to climb, and the few trails were also blocked by the machine gun fire of the Huben regiment.

One man guards the gate, and ten thousand men cannot open it.

Before these little devils could climb up, they were beaten down by the intensive machine gun fire and rolled down the mountain.

"what!"

"Ah, ah, ah!"

The little devil kept screaming, and in a blink of an eye, hundreds of people fell to the ground with casualties.

"Baga! Don't panic, don't run around! Take cover, pay attention to cover!"

"Machine gun team suppresses firepower!"

"The artillery is looking for favorable terrain, and immediately counterattacks on the spot!"

"Kill the chicken, kill the chicken!"

Several devil commanders pulled out their command knives from their waists one after another, and directed the chaotic subordinates to fight.

However, the devils on the mountain road have no bunkers to use, and no time and space to build fortifications.

Therefore, before the devil's machine gunners and artillery had time to fire, they were sniped and killed by the soldiers of the sharp gun company.

Before the devil's deputy shooter could fill his position, the artillery battalion and the artillery companies of each battalion also turned their muzzles to cover the devil's army that was trying to counterattack.

"boom!"

"Boom boom boom!"

Hundreds of shells fell suddenly again, and the entire mountain road turned into a sea of ​​flames again.

Especially near the entrance of Luoma Mountain, the crude machine gun positions and artillery positions that the devils had just built became the focus of fire and suffered a near-destructive blow.

A series of light and heavy machine guns, as well as a series of cannons, were blown up one after another and turned into piles of scrap iron.

Without the suppression of heavy firepower, relying solely on the light weapons in hand, even if the marksmanship of the Kunisaki Detachment of the Japanese Army is generally stronger than that of the Huben Regiment, there is no way to compete with it.

What's more, the army of the Huben regiment was condescending, and they seized and controlled all favorable terrain in advance.

Guo Qideng was lying behind a rock on the side of the mountain road. When he saw the heavy casualties around his subordinates, he immediately became furious and cursed: "Ba Ga, Lu! Damn Yang Jing, hateful Huben group!"

Immediately afterwards, the old devil began to regroup his troops and ordered his subordinates to organize a death squad to carry out an assault.

"Fearless Imperial Warriors, Assault, Assault!"

"Rush out of Luoma Mountain, kill the chicken, kill the chicken!"

Hundreds of devils dared to die, while striding forward, shot and suppressed the defenders of the Huben Regiment.

"Da da da!"

"Tu Tu Tu!"

The defenders of the Huben regiment were also not to be outdone, and kept firing to stop them.

The mountain road was so wide that the hundreds of devils who dared to die couldn't move at all, they crowded together one after another, and became living targets for the defenders of the Huben Regiment.

Pieces of dense bullets hit the head, and the little devil suddenly fell down in pieces like grass.

No matter how crazy the devil is, he still can't make a breakthrough.

Half an hour later, the entire mountain road was in a mess, and it was full of corpses and broken limbs of devil soldiers.

In the air, there is even more disgusting gunpowder smoke and bloody smell.

And there are less than 300 devils who can continue to fight, and most of them are still injured.

"call out!"

"Whoa!"

Suddenly, three flares shot straight into the sky.

The army of the Huben regiment seemed to have received some order, and all stopped firing.

One second, the valley was full of gunfire, and the next second, there were only sporadic gunshots from the devils' stubborn resistance.

Just when the devils were puzzled, there was a burst of shouting in their ears.

"Adobe Kunisaki, listen to me, you are already surrounded, and trying to break through is just a dream.

I also know that you little devils who have been brainwashed by the idea of ​​Junism will never surrender. "

"Don't you believe in the spirit of Bushido? Now I will give you a chance to show the spirit of Bushido. The two sides will face to face in a hand-to-hand fight. I wonder if you dare?"

Yang Jing's voice, through the blessing of high-power tweeters, echoed back and forth between the valleys, dragging a long echo, like a fairy speaking, full of domineering and sacred.

That's right, Yang Jing is going to have a hand-to-hand fight with the little devil!

Even though there were less than 300 devils left, as long as Yang Jing gave an order, hundreds of light and heavy machine guns were fully fired, and within minutes, all the short, bandy-legged people with nowhere to hide on the mountain road could be smashed into a sieve.

But Yang Jing did not choose to do so.

The reason why the Japanese soldiers are so tough is that on the one hand they have good individual qualities, but more importantly, their soldiers are not afraid of death and dare to fight face to face with any powerful enemy.

This kind of courage to fight with one's life is not possessed by many Chinese military forces.

Don't look at the fact that the Huben Group won a near-perfect victory today, it was only because the little devil was set up by Yang Jing and fell into a trap.

Otherwise, in terms of combat effectiveness alone, the Huben Regiment may not necessarily be the opponent of the Guoqi Detachment.

Double-opening and opening up the formation to fight, it is very likely that it will end in the defeat of the Huben regiment.

Because most of the Huben Regiment are recruits who have never been on the battlefield.

These new recruits are mixed with veterans, and with veterans on the sidelines, it may not be a big problem to fight with the wind.

However, when fighting against the wind, once the battle situation is unfavorable, the disadvantages of recruits' lack of will to fight will be immediately manifested.

After some soldiers lost their will to fight, the first thing they thought of was to run away, which turned into a defeat for the whole army.

And Yang Jing is going to use this hand-to-hand battle to hone the fighting will of the soldiers of the Huben Regiment, and help them overcome the battlefield syndrome, and transform into qualified battlefield veterans as soon as possible.

Because, if you want to compete with the Japanese devils, you have to overwhelm them in momentum.Although doing so will definitely increase unnecessary casualties, it can greatly improve the courage and actual combat ability of the soldiers of the Huben Regiment.

Let them burst out more aggressive fighting power and fighting will in future battles, so as to reduce casualties and win.

Moreover, Yang Jing has already taught his fighting and assassination skills to the soldiers of the Huben Regiment.

Although it wasn't long, it had been several days, and it was just a matter of time to practice with these remnants of devils.

Therefore, Yang Jing gave the order to stop the attack, and led thousands of soldiers of the Huben Regiment out of the fortifications, and walked down the mountain along the trails.

Of course, in order to ensure that everything is safe, Yang Jing deliberately kept a hand.

He ordered the sharpshooter company and the machine gunners of the first battalion to pay close attention to the movement of the little devil.

Once they dared to disobey the rules, they would immediately fire and kill them, without giving them a chance to resist.

Kunisaki Deng originally thought this was another conspiracy by Yang Jing, but he didn't care at the moment.However, when he saw that the tiger group on the mountain not only stopped attacking, but also came out of the mountain continuously.

This surprised Kunisaki Deng, and he couldn't help admiring Yang Jing's courage.

And Yang Jing's worry was completely correct.

When the army of the Huben regiment passed the mountain road and went down to the road, it seemed that there were corpses of devil soldiers scattered all over the ground, as well as stumps and broken arms.

Some recruits' battlefield syndrome suddenly broke out, and they began to feel sick and vomit.

Immediately afterwards, like the plague spreading, more and more recruits began to vomit with nausea.

Even the bile and the overnight meal were vomited out.

Still, these are normal reactions for recruits entering the field for the first time.

Moreover, it would be better if it broke out in advance now.Otherwise, if the recruits suddenly develop battlefield syndrome when they are fighting with little devils or when the situation is unfavorable, it will be fatal to the troops.

Seeing the unbearable performance of the recruits of the Huben Regiment, Kunizaki couldn't help but contempt for a while, but thought that his troops were actually defeated by this vulnerable group of mobs.

Kunizaki felt angry again.

Shame!

In particular, when 300 veterans of the Huben regiment ejected the bullets from their guns in front of them, the anger in Kunizaki's heart reached its peak all of a sudden.

These vulnerable Chinese dared to challenge the hand-to-hand combat that the Imperial Japanese Army was most proud of; this was undoubtedly the greatest provocation and insult to the Imperial Japanese Army.

The anger in Kunisaki Deng's heart broke out completely, and he gritted his molars and roared: "Baga! All of them have bayonets and bullets, so that these stupid Chinese people can see the hand-to-hand stabbing of the Imperial Japanese Army. sharp!"

After finishing speaking, Kunisaki Teng straightened his general officer's sword and rushed towards Yang Jing's troops on the opposite side, pointing the blade at Yang Jing!

The old devil knew that in today's battle, it was absolutely impossible to turn defeat into victory.

However, he also wants to make this greedy, cunning, dishonest, stupid and arrogant guy pay the price in blood!

Chapter 156 Create history and wipe out the Kunisaki Detachment! (Ask for a monthly pass!)

"kill!"

At the same time that Guo Qideng was rushing towards him, Yang Jing slashed the saber in his hand, and went forward without showing any weakness.

In order to allow the troops to spread out, Yang Jing specially selected the widest section of road in the valley to fight the Japanese army.

"Get out of the way! The life of this old devil Kunizaki belongs to me!"

Deng Kunisaki wanted to kill Yang Jing to avenge his shame, but why didn't Yang Jing want to kill him to gain more experience points and merit points, as well as reveal better equipment.

Soon, the two intertwined and collided.

It's just that, although Kunizaki Deng has good combat effectiveness, he is far better than ordinary devil soldiers.

But it was far from Yang Jing's opponent who had reached level 6 and was proficient in parrying.

In the end of the battle, Kunisaki Deng's chest was cut open with a huge gap, and the general's sword in his hand was also thrown out by Yang Jing.

Yang Jing took advantage of the situation and rushed forward, stabbing the saber in Kunisaki Deng's lower abdomen fiercely. He kept walking, and with the momentum of the forward rush, the saber slashed horizontally.

In an instant, the five viscera, together with the blood, continuously slid out of Guo Qideng's opening.

The old devil's screams also stopped abruptly at this moment.

As Yang Jing withdrew his knife, he fell straight backwards.

"System prompt: Congratulations to the host, killing a major general officer of the enemy army will reveal a design blueprint of the Mustang fighter jet and a production line; the merit value is 20000, and the experience value is 20000."

"Damn it! Divine outfit!"

Hearing the sound of the body system, even with Yang Jing's concentration, he couldn't help but let out an exclamation.

Although the American Mustang fighter was a product of the middle and late stages of World War II, at this time, its performance was absolutely advanced, and it could completely beat any fighter of the Japanese army.

However, when Yang Jing listened to the reminder and found out that it was just a blueprint, he almost spat out a mouthful of old blood in anger.

"Dog Ri's system, are you playing with me?"

Fortunately, there is still a production line. As long as Yang Jing is given a certain amount of time and enough materials, he can mass-produce wild fighters.

Thinking of it this way, I was relieved a lot.

The death of the detachment leader Guo Qideng not only did not break down the morale of the little devils, but completely enraged them. They burst out with unprecedented fighting spirit, vowing to kill all the Chinese soldiers in front of them and avenge their detachment leader.

The veterans of the Huben Regiment who fought against him were either the Sichuan Army or the Northeast Army, and they also had blood feuds with the little devil.

Both sides were red-hot, with the clanging of bayonets, the muffled sound of gun stocks colliding, the hissing of bayonets piercing flesh, the screams of the dying, and the roaring and roaring of the killing.

Intertwined and gathered together, they compose a monstrous movement of death.