Sergeant Yuichi Eguchi, who was being watched by the team leader from afar, felt a lot of pressure!

After three consecutive grenade throwing failed to hit the target, he secretly looked in the direction of the captain.

The captain of Xiyuan Temple, with a group of Japanese devils, all looked here with hopeful eyes.

This made Sergeant Yuichi Eguchi feel the pressure and was helplessly preparing for the next launch.

Its heart was beating wildly, blood was gushing in its body, and its hands and feet were trembling slightly.

"I definitely won't hit this way!" Eguchi Yuichi forced himself to calm himself down.

It took a deep breath and closed its eyes to rest.

"Eight-Grid! What is it doing?" Captain Yishu, the Nishiyuanji Temple, saw that the Japanese who was highly anticipated, went on strike.

I suddenly became angry.

"Maybe it is adjusting!" Kang Zeming assisted the squadron leader and explained softly for his subordinates.

"This is fighting! Every second, warriors are bleeding and losing their lives.

It still needs to be adjusted?" Captain Nishienji Ichishu, the leader of Nishienji, did not accept this explanation.

Kang Zeming assisted the squadron leader to love his subordinates, but there must be not much!

It dared not continue to explain to Captain Yishu, Nishienji Temple, and bent down to hide himself.

At this time, it regretted the sentence he just explained. If it didn't explain, maybe the captain wouldn't have discovered himself.

Sure enough, Captain Yishu of Xiyuan Temple ordered: "Kang Zejun! You have to go supervise the battle and order it to start immediately."

"Hayi!" The squadron leader Kang Zeming, who was named, could only accept the order at this time.

When it took a few Japanese to rush to the grenade launcher position, Sergeant Yuichi Eguchi was still adjusting.

"Jiangkou Jun! Please start shooting immediately!" Squadron Captain Kang Ze ordered.

"Hayi!" As soon as Eguchi Yukawa opened his eyes, he saw the squadron leader giving an order in front of him and quickly agreed.

He hurriedly grabbed a grenade and shot it out: "Boom!"

Not hit!

Captain Kang Zeming Assistant knew at a glance that it was not in state, but a weapon like a grenade was completely based on the experience and feelings of the shooter.

This busy Japanese man could no longer hit the tank track again.

When Kang Zeming assisted the squadron leader wanted to say something.

"Boom!"

A shell exploded beside it.

Eguchi Yuichi was blown into the air by the explosion, and he was relieved.

It felt unprecedented ease: all the pressure was gone!

Eguchi Yuichi died, of course it was no longer stressed.

Kang Zeming assisted the squadron leader also died, and it was no longer under pressure!

Captain Yishu, the Nishiyuan Temple, cursed again: "Ba Geyaru! Idiot!"

All hopes and hopes are as colorful as the soap bubbles of July, and are instantly shattered like the soap bubbles of July.

Captain Yishu, the Nishiyuan Temple, looked at the tank group that was crushing in the distance: What should I do?

There are so many tanks, no weapons to attack!

What should it do to survive!

At this moment, it saw the tank that had just been blown off and moved.

I thought it was an illusion, so I looked closely and saw that the tank that had been parked in place for five minutes really started to move.

He had just stopped for five minutes and was behind a distance. As soon as he started, he immediately started charging quickly.

"This! This..." Captain Yishu, Nishienji Temple, felt that nothing was fine.

The Japanese around it also discovered this situation and all felt that the doomsday was coming faster.

The tank that was obviously stopped was activated again.

Is the battlefield maintenance technology of the Kuomintang army so powerful?

One tank can be used as two or even three tanks.

How else can you fight against such a team?

The other direction is the Kyuro team of Kyotomura defending, and the squadron leader of Kimura's gayya looked at the whistling tanks.

It can do only a limited amount of things, and it can only command: "Grouter launcher! Bombing! Heavy machine gun strafing!"

The response method of Captain Kyuro, the other two infantry brigades, is no different from that of the response method.

Their ending is destined to be the same: the grenade launcher cannot be fired! The heavy machine gun cannot be fired!

Nagasawa Tsuda Grenades's previous level was completely fine, but now he missed three consecutive games!

It was very clear in its heart what the problem was, but it couldn't control it: it was a Japanese, not a machine.

In the past, it fired grenades and always blew the opponent's machine gun fire point during attack.

In that case, the Japanese attack was smooth, their mood was happy, and their hands were stable.

In this situation today, the brigade was bombarded by artillery fire from the Kuomintang as soon as it set off.

After the artillery bombing was over, he was surrounded by the national army's tanks. The ending of Nagasawa Shitachi was already very clear.

Its heart was very scared, and its hands were always trembling unconsciously, not only could it feel it.

Even the deputy shooter Shiina Yuta felt it.

Sergeant Yuta Shiina whispered: "Nazawa Jun! Stay calm!

Don't shake!"

Sergeant Shitachi Nagasawa's voice was trembling: "The tanks of the National Army are about to rush up, can I not shake?"

"Everything is for His Majesty the Emperor!" Sergeant Shiina Yuta did not dare to shout this slogan too loudly.

He shouted in a low voice, just to make Sergeant Nagasawa Shitachi calm down.

Normally, Sir Nagasawa Shitachi often recites His Majesty to his mouth.

"His Majesty the Emperor is watching us! Nagazawa Jun doesn't have to be afraid! Even if we die, we will enjoy His Majesty's personal sacrifice!

Glory of the Kankyu!" Sergeant Shiina Yuta continued to do ideological work.

"That's an illusion! They deceive us, deceive us into fighting and kill us to die!

The Emperor never shed a single tear because of our death.

It would rather shed tears for the pet it raised than she would be sincerely mourned for a second.

In the eyes of big shots, we are tools, which are worse than the ants under their feet.

We are just a number, life or death has nothing to do with them.

We die here, and it will not affect His Majesty's sashimi in the Imperial Palace!"

Master Nagasawa Shitachi knew that he would die, so he let go and said everything in his heart.

"Eight squares! Your Emperor dares to touch you and asks such a question!

Your conscience is broken! The earth is broken!

Without His Majesty, how could we have a good life like this?

Without His Majesty, how could the empire have such a huge territory?

Nagasawa Tachita! You should call Nagasawa Tachina!" Sergeant Shiina Yuta was really angry.

It never thought that Nagasawa Jun, who had been together for so many years, was such a person.

Such a person with dangerous thoughts!

"We have obtained our good days by working hard. How can we grab these places that do not belong to us?

How will it be snatched back by others.

Isn't that the case now? They just take back their territory, and we are fighting a war of aggression.

The invaders must perish!" Nagasawa Shitachi ignored nothing.

While the two Japanese were arguing, they also took the time to fire two grenades.

If it weren't for the sake of its still fighting, Sergeant Shiina Yuta had already pounced and stabbed it to death.

"We are not invading! We are here to help them enter modern industrialization. In this big country, existence is a threat.

They threaten our local security.

That's why we use the whip of modern civilization to whip them and let them join our modern civilization."
To be continued...