"It's so cruel!"

He Biao sighed sincerely.≤,

The armed bulldozer in front of him was easily leveling a fairly complete building, of course, along with almost a row of remaining Japanese troops who were fighting stubbornly inside.

A Japanese soldier was carrying a rocket launcher and stood under the building that was about to be buried. He pulled the trigger in the last moment of his life. An eight-five-mm rocket flew out with the rage of revenge and was hitting the huge bulldozer shovel. The metal jet in the explosion fire easily penetrated the bulldozer shovel.

However, this is of no use.

A pencil-sized perforation on the bulldozer is at most equivalent to a sand hole.

The violent armed bulldozers were still creating ruins under the powerful power of nearly 500 horsepower, like a rhino hitting into the farmland, destroying all nearby buildings that are still visible. Behind them, huge loose earth hooks like monsters, and from time to time, they would hook out Japanese corpses from construction waste.

"If there were thousands of units, wouldn't it be a good way to Tokyo?"

He Biao continued to sigh with a cigar in his mouth.

"Stop watching, it's time to do work!"

An officer slapped his head in the back.

He Biao reluctantly retracted his gaze from the armored bulldozer, carried his cloud-burning rocket launcher, held the Type 58 automatic rifle, and stepped on the thick snow in the cowhide military boots, following a leopard tank. In the ruins beside him, a stiff Japanese corpse was occasionally exposed, among which the woman with a body was occasionally seen.

"Ma, these qin beasts!"

He said, looking at a young female corpse with hatred.

Most of this kind of thing was done by the ASEAN coalition forces and the mercenaries of the rapid response troops. These servants came here like they were happy. They did not fight much and harmed the common people. They also caused great justice. In their words, this was avenging the compatriots who were killed by the Japanese army back then. They were birds of a feather with the Goryeo army that followed the US army. The latter was outrageous in harming Japanese women. Of course, the US army did a lot, but the Ming army was just a bit sporadic.

In fact, when you arrive in such a battlefield, there will basically be no good kid. Anyway, your superiors turn a blind eye.

Especially in the Japanese army, there are quite a few female soldiers. Faced with them, these young invaders often conquer ****.

Until now, the Japanese army has gritted their teeth to support it. Although their occupied areas are large, the actual situation is quite complicated. Many of them are nominally joined and are essentially neutral and self-protection. The core of the Japanese army is still Hokkaido and the northern prefectures of Honshu Island. Because the casualties are too great, if they want to maintain a huge army of two million people, they can only use the method of recruiting a large number of female soldiers.

"Arson!"

At this moment, a scream made He Biao wake up quickly and quickly rushed to the ruins next to him.

Immediately afterwards, several sixty mortar shells roared and fell. Almost at the same time, a storm-like bullet suddenly shot out in the ruins opposite. A Ming soldier who reacted too slowly was immediately shot and fell down. The turret of a leopard tank in the front turned slightly. The flames of the 105mm muzzle were instantly sprayed out, and a fire-spraying port on the opposite side was immediately engulfed by the explosion of flames.

The tank did not slow down, but rushed straight towards the enemy.

Suddenly, two flames flew out from the opposite side at the same time, one of which was in the front of the leopard tank. In the explosion of the flames, the tank continued to move forward without knowing it.

Behind it, a crocodile infantry fighting vehicle, a thirty-mm machine gun immediately shot out a long whip of flames, and the tracer shells hit the enemy's positions. Taking advantage of this opportunity, all the following infantrymen, including He Biao, quickly launched a charge. While running, he shot with his right hand, but took off the cloud-burning rocket launcher on his shoulder with his left hand. Just when he saw two Japanese suicide squadrons on the opposite side rushing out with explosives, he knelt down on one knee, opened the rocket launcher safety and aimed at the fastest speed to pull the trigger.

Two Japanese suicide squadrons instantly disappeared into the dazzling fire group.

He Biao threw away the disposable launcher, followed by the tank and rushed to the Japanese position. Several remaining Japanese soldiers in front of him were fleeing in a hurry. He Biao, who was thrown behind a wall less than one meter high, immediately raised his gun and shot at him. A Japanese soldier fell down. But at this moment, he suddenly felt a punch on his head. Despite the blockage of his helmet, he could still feel the huge force that almost broke his neck.

He lay down subconsciously and took off his helmet under the cover of the wall.

"Ma, it's the third one!"

He looked at the bullet marks that had just appeared in horror. The helmet had saved his life for the third time. He didn't care about his feelings and quickly put the helmet on his head.

"Enemy tank!"

Suddenly there was a scream.

He looked out and four T55 tanks appeared on the other side, accompanied by a large number of Japanese infantry. It was obvious that the other party launched a counterattack. In fact, on the battlefield in Tokyo, almost all battles were like this. The repeated tug-of-war, attack, retreat, counterattack, retreat, attack...

The two sides were fighting for a pile of ruins and ruins. For the Japanese army, their final victory was only one step left. As long as the Ming and American coalition forces were driven into the sea, they would win a great victory. So even if they had to fight with dozens or millions of lives, they had to fight.

He Biao retracted his head, lay under the half-shot wall to find his half-smoked cigar, and continued to ignite with a lighter. Not far away from him, the leopard tank's muzzle was spraying flames, and the harsh whistling of the tungsten alloy armor-piercing shells came. The next moment was the explosion of ammunition on the opposite side, but then a huge impact sound came from the front of the leopard tank's turret, and a deep groove was carved on the composite armor module of the shield. The bounced a hundred-mm armor-piercing shell suddenly flew fiercely above his head.

Before he could react, a second more terrifying whistle hit his eardrums. The broken bricks were less than ten centimeters above his head, and they were shot like a shotgun from a bore gun.

It was obvious that this was a misfired shell. If he lowered it, he would probably have lost his head at this time.

He touched his head in horror, and through the smoke of gunpowder, he found that there was a cobra helicopter in the sky. At the moment of the second leopard fire, a flame flew out from the short wing on the right side of the cobra, and a black shadow swept through the sky. He Biao turned his head and flames emerged from the two t55s on the opposite side at the same time. The remaining one immediately began to retreat and prepare to evacuate.

"Open fire!"

With the commander's shout, including He Biao, all the hidden Ming soldiers aimed at the retreating Japanese army at the same time, and dense bullets hit the enemy like a storm. The latter hurriedly looked for the hidden and then fought back, and gradually retreated backwards. But the cobra also fired a second anti-tank missile, and the last T55 turned into flames. The leopard tank and infantry fighting vehicle immediately started to move, especially the latter's thirty-mm machine gun was once again exerted, and even the three-barrel Vulcan cannon on the cobra joined the attack ranks.

The Japanese infantry were instantly beaten to death.

He Biao stood up with a cigar in his mouth.

But at this moment, his ears moved as if he was intuition, and then he screamed as if he was stepped on his tail: "Black!"

While shouting, he suddenly fell to the ground and rolled into a crater next to him. Suddenly, a sharp whistling sound above his head fell, and a huge fire ball exploded not far behind. The terrifying power even exceeded 155 mm howitzer. The Ming army, who was about to pursue, exploded the nest. Even the leopard tank and infantry fighting vehicle were holding black smoke and trying hard to speed up the evacuation. As for the soldiers, they looked for as fast as possible to find as solid as possible concealment.

This is a school-fired 240 heavy mortar.

Just over a dozen seconds later, the dense whistling sound fell like a meteorite rain.

He Biao hid in his hiding place, covered his ears with both hands, opened his mouth to the greatest extent, and screamed in the terrifying explosions like the sky and the earth cracking around him. He was not scared, he was afraid that his eardrum would be shattered.

"Heavy artillery, call for heavy artillery support!"

Not far from him, the lieutenant who was in charge of commanding them hid in a hidden place and shouted at the radio at the top of his lungs.

On the Cobra helicopter above their heads, the pilot was reporting the coordinates of the enemy artillery position to the rear command center. Then the coordinates were transmitted to the Ming army artillery position. The 18 Weiyuan 155mm self-propelled howitzers lined up slightly, and one of them suddenly erupted flames. More than 40 kilograms of artillery shells cut through the air and landed not far from the Japanese artillery position. The latter immediately stopped shooting, and everyone was ready to evacuate at full speed. It was very convenient to transfer their 240 mortars, but unfortunately it was too late at this time. The pilots on the Cobra helicopter in the sky immediately reported new coordinates. The next moment, the dense shells hit their heads, and the entire artillery position was immediately swallowed by the explosion.

He Biao, who had escaped danger, breathed a sigh of relief at the particularly spectacular smoke from the sky in the distance, and stood up trembling with the mud on his body.

A Ming soldier not far away could never stand up. The nearest shell landed less than ten meters away from him. Although his hidden place was safe, the power of the close-range explosion of more than 100 kilograms of artillery shells still shattered his internal organs. The soldier died without any struggle. This round of artillery also destroyed the crocodile tank. A 240 mm mortar shell landed less than two meters in front of it. The terrifying explosion power directly lifted the chariot weighing more than 20 tons, and all three crew members inside were killed.

This is war, no matter how powerful an army is, casualties are inevitable.

In the silence, the remaining Ming soldiers began to clean up the battlefield, carry out the bodies of their dead companions, and perform preliminary bandages on the injured. Soon a Pixiu helicopter landed on the ground and took away all the bodies and wounded. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!