"Old man, I said, how could Ozawa Wuping hold a grandson for an hour? It turned out that he had brought such thirteen big trucks. I want to see if it was your iron wheel hard or my mines strong!" You Fei shouted, and he would never have thought that Ozawa Wuping could use such a move. You Fei had no choice but to look at the situation.

He Tianhao said in a low voice: "I don't think we can let them come here so easily, so we can use those ten grenade launchers!"

Those ten grenade launchers are the only long-range artillery fire of the 137th Regiment. If they consumed ammunition now, what would they rely on to block the Japanese's attack? You Fei thought for a while, but he still felt that the minefield he had bought with so much money in gambling should not be lost. So You Fei gritted his teeth and shouted: "Okay, let the gunners aim at it. Don't waste ammunition. It's best to waste all the Japanese cars! Tell them to concentrate their firepower and get rid of one car one!"

The grenade squad was ready to go, and the thirteen cars had not yet reached the forefront of the Japanese Fujiwara A corps. After the car arrived, Fujiwara A had been waiting for too long, so he personally directed a group of people, following three feet behind the truck.

Before the car hit the minefield, the shells were shot down. The shells surrounding the truck in the middle had to temporarily avoid the soldiers behind. The three Japanese soldiers on the truck were in trouble. Although the car had been modified by the engineers, the explosive force after being concentrated by the grenade still made them shake from the seats in the cab and hit the steel plate on the roof. After a moment of starlight, they kept the steering wheel of the car and continued to move forward in a skew. The brake device had been removed long ago, so that they could be fearless and fearless.

You Fei was shocked when he saw those cars so fierce. Now that the distance is relatively close, You Fei could see those cars as if they were wrapped in a layer of iron sheet, which looked ugly and heavy, but so tough. The windshield in front was replaced with iron plates. Could it be that they really couldn't do anything about these cars? At this time, You Fei really started to be anxious, "Tell them not to be stingy with ammunition, beat me hard, and be sure to knock out those iron cars!" You Fei ordered that these cars could not move forward so easily at this time, otherwise the momentum of both sides would greatly damage the morale of the army.

Fujiwara Kazu's heart was burning with fire. It was not a time when this happened. They were bombarded by mortars but could not fight back. This was all due to the incompetent Katsuta Yamai. Their mortars were all detained by Katsuta Yamai, which led to such an embarrassing scene today.

There was no time for Fujiwara Kazuta to continue thinking about Yamai Kazuto. Thirteen trucks walked to the front of the minefield, boom boom!!! The huge bombing began to sound. Under the intensive attack of ten mortars, none of these trucks were damaged. This was a miracle. However, the miracle did not continue. A truck had just rushed into the minefield two meters, accompanied by a huge explosion, and the whole vehicle exploded into the sky with a loud bang. The Japanese did not calculate it in time. Such a short distance was not

It requires too much diesel, and there is no need to put so much oil in the mailbox. The car flying into the sky exploded countless pieces, and fragments of all sizes splashed everywhere. At this time, the Japanese behind were in trouble. Although it was nearly ten meters away, some small steel pieces still squeezed to about twenty people. Most of them were slightly injured, but some people hit important parts such as eyes. Soon, the wounded soldiers were carried to the back to treat the injuries, while others continued to walk forward slowly.

There was no one in the Thirteen cars, and no one knew how many people were alive, but the car was still driving forward, which could be said to be a thunderous explosives jumping forward. You Fei was angry. Those gunpowder that he had accumulated for how long it took him to accumulate pulling force. It was so painful that the Thirteen Iron Cars were brought to blow up one by one, as if they were scraping pieces of flesh from his heart. He felt very painful.

When Takehei Ozawa saw the first car explode so quickly, his heart still tightened. However, when he saw that other cars were shaking forward with no problem, he was relieved when the violent explosion force jumped. He wished he could rush over and push the car now. If he could walk one meter away, he would walk one meter away.

The car was pushing forward smoothly, and the people behind the car followed the car and launched a charge. You Fei was not worried about such a close distance. The light machine gun and heavy machine guns were shooting with crackling sounds. Except for a platoon of soldiers composed of a pure Galand rifle as a reserve team (You Fei was not willing to do so, because Galand's bullets were too rare), all the soldiers of the other 137th Regiment were shooting frantically.

The chargers only felt that dense bullets were flying by, and some even brushed their heads and swept backwards. They had to lean forward, hoping to use the truck in front to block the bullets, but accidentally stepped on the remaining mines, and a loud bang, and there was no life within six meters of people and animals around them.

After all, trucks are trucks, not omnipresent thick armored tanks. Even the tanks are probably only able to end up with a track blowout in such a dense minefield. These temporary modified cars seem to be better than tanks, which has to be said to be a good road. But in the end, the cars still stopped. It was not because of the driver's death, but because of the explosion of the car, they exploded one by one, and the people inside became minced meat, piece by piece, piece by piece, and the air started to whimper. Japan, not far behind, was once again most friendly. Once again, they fell down a large area under the explosion of their cars.

Fujiwara Kazu was a person who refused to give in easily. If someone else had changed, he could only retreat and make plans. But Fujiwara Kazu yelled, and even the wounded were not allowed to be dealt with. He pulled out his saber and yelled: "Do your loyalty to the Emperor, kill me!"

When the soldiers saw Fujiwara Kama taking the lead in rushing forward desperately, they had no reason to retreat. Although they knew that there were layers of mines ahead, they knew that at this time they could only use the toughest mine demining trucks with their bodies to crush them all the way, so that they could win precious time for the people behind them.

Seeing rows of Japanese soldiers rushing forward, You Fei had no time to cheer for these madmen. He said to He Tianhao solemnly: "Tianhao, today we must fight to the death with Wuping Ozawa today. You send my orders to let Gao Yongtai and the others come quickly. Now there is no time to delay. Maybe I used to look down on them. I thought barefoot and were not afraid of wearing shoes, but I didn't expect that I met a group of madmen wearing shoes and asked them to come quickly, otherwise everyone in the 137th Regiment would swallow them."

He Tianhao looked at the Japanese who were drilling into the minefield, and the explosion kept ringing. The Japanese used their bodies to get out of the road. A short inch of the land was covered with thick blood. The scorched earth mixed with the smell of blood. The smell floated over. It was a breath of death. He Tianhao was not the new person to set foot on the battlefield, but he had never been as excited as today. Maybe today is the time to fight to the death. It is time to clear the account between the 9th Brigade and the 259th Brigade.

Takehiro Ozawa cursed. He never thought that Fujiwara Kazu would be so arrogant and rushed up with his flesh and blood. But he was also very pleased, because he did not misunderstand that Fujiwara Kazu was indeed a brave imperial soldier, but he hated Fujiwara Kazu very much, because if he didn't rush forward, he might still detour without fighting. But when he rushes like this, all the soldiers will fall into an irrational madness. If he no longer asks soldiers to attack, it would be unreasonable. Perhaps all the soldiers would not allow him to do so. In that case, even if he passes safely for a few days, he will have no face to be the commander of the Ninth Brigade.

Suddenly, a tear as big as a bean was dripping from the face of Takehide Ozawa, because at this time he saw Fujiwara Armor stepping on thunder from the telescope. The explosion of the fire flashed by. After a long time, Fujiwara Armor could not be seen in his vision again, and the entire brigade of people was almost exhausted. At this time, no one needed to order, a brigade behind Fujiwara Armor continued to follow, roaring and continuing to charge forward in several steps. The soldiers were really red in their eyes at this time, and they all rushed forward like gunpowder.

"Colonel, you don't need to be sad. Fujiwara Kazusa has realized his highest ideal of loyalty to the emperor. The country and the people will remember his achievements. What should we do at this time? You can order it!" Yamamoto Masata said solemnly, his eyes were also red. Fujiwara Kazusa was generous and was a good friend of Yamamoto's army. It would be fake to say that he was not sad at this time, but he could not make any statement, because he also had to command the troops to continue the battle below. As a commander, sometimes he had to know how to forget.
Chapter completed!