Bright Sword: Stop pretending, I am the most powerful warlord

The charge sounded, and Li Yunlong's three troops launched an attack from three directions at the same time.

Countless Eighth Route Army soldiers roared and pulled the trigger, and the bullets instantly formed a huge iron net and rushed towards the devil.

The devil had just been bombed, and his morale was extremely low at this time. Now facing the encircling Eighth Route Army soldiers, he couldn't think of any resistance at all.

"Brothers, rush up and kill these little devils!"

Li Yunlong took off the big knife he was carrying, roared angrily, and rushed into the devil's camp first.

A devil whose arm had been blown off wobbled to his feet. Before he could escape, Li Yunlong chopped off his head.

The blood stained the devil's clothes and splashed on Li Yunlong's body.

The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on the Eighth Route Army soldiers and was reflected by the blood stains, making everyone look like evil spirits crawling out of hell. For a while, the devils couldn't tell whether they were friends or enemies.

The devil formation that had been bombed had long since ceased to exist, and the entire battlefield became chaotic with the addition of Li Yunlong and the others.

The devils couldn't find their respective chiefs, and their respective chiefs couldn't tell whether those nearby were their own men or not.

Nakamura looked at the battlefield in front of him in horror, and his breathing became rapid.

"We can't go on like this, our formation is already messed up, and we can only be wiped out one by one by Tubalu."

Panting heavily, Komura hurriedly yelled towards the front: "Back back and re-establish the defense line!"

"Machine gun fire, everyone in blue is our enemy, shoot, shoot!"

After receiving the order, the devils began to shoot and retreat collectively.

Although the devils have been bombed, they have a large base, so their number is still greater than that of Li Yunlong and the others combined.

The devil's machine gun was set up, and a shuttle of bullets was fired at the Eighth Route Army soldiers who rushed forward.

In an instant, the whole situation showed signs of turning around, and the Eighth Route Army soldiers who were charging had to seek cover to avoid bullets.

Kong Jie hid behind a rock and threw a grenade: "Lao Li, the little devil's defense line has been organized, and the attack has become more difficult."

Ding Wei squatted behind a raised soil slope and shouted: "I think it's almost the same. Let's stab this heart, shouldn't it be time to retreat?"

Li Yunlong snorted coldly: "This devil hasn't even peeled off a layer of skin, why did he retreat?"

"Zhang Dabiao, let someone show us our trump card!"

"Yes!" Zhang Dabiao yelled behind him, and a dozen trucks with their headlights on rushed into the battlefield.

At this moment, all the ghosts were dumbfounded.

It wasn't a truck they recognized at all, it was an armored vehicle.

The truck that was originally used for transportation was now covered with a layer of steel plates, and the open rear of the truck was completely covered, leaving rows of shooting holes.

The flimsy tire is wrapped in a huge metal cover, leaving only a gap the size of a fist.

"Get in the car, get in the car!"

Ding Wei roared, and a dozen soldiers nearby immediately ran towards the truck.

The devils saw their intentions and wanted to stop them, but before their machine guns had time to pull the trigger, grenades were thrown towards them one after another.

These grenades will not cause substantial damage to the Devil machine gunners, but the dust splashed by the explosion can effectively obscure their sight.

Under the cover of grenades, more than a dozen trucks were soon full, with submachine guns and machine guns protruding from the shooting holes left by the trucks.

The roar of the engine sounded, and these dozens of trucks instantly turned into giant beasts on the battlefield, rushing towards the devil from different directions.

Bullets from machine guns and submachine guns shot out continuously from the shooting holes on both sides, and all the devils within the shooting range on both sides were shot and fell into a pool of blood.

The Devil machine gunner hiding in the distance gritted his teeth and pulled the trigger towards the truck with red eyes.

The bullet hit the steel plate of the truck almost in a straight line, colliding with sparks.

However, these bullets do nothing but leave longan-sized craters in the steel plate.

These steel plates were designed by the arsenal after five thousand miles of calculations, just enough to withstand the devil's rifles and machine guns, and the weight is as light as possible.

Although the mobility of the truck is a little worse after the steel plate is installed, the safety is indeed much higher.

Wu Qianli didn't have an armored vehicle, so he could only use this method.

"Baga, shoot those Tubalu who didn't get in the car, don't worry about that strange car."

Komura saw how strong these trucks were and quickly issued an order.

But the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army were not stupid. Wu Qianli had already taught them the tactics of Butan coordinated operations.

'The dozen or so trucks are the best mobile bunkers. They hide on both sides and shoot from time to time. The devils have nothing to do with them.

Even though some devils were determined to blow up the truck with grenades, they were shot and killed by the soldiers beside the truck before they could get close.

Li Yunlong followed behind a tank, and shouted triumphantly: "Old Ding, do you see, this motherfucker is called a heartbreaker!"

Ding Wei laughed and didn't answer him, but the frequency of his shooting was obviously much faster than before.

The trucks were still running rampant, and all the devils immediately realized that they couldn't get close to the sides of the trucks. If they wanted to deal with these dozen trucks, they had to find a way from the front.

But this is a truck after all, not an armored vehicle, and the speed can be raised at any time.

With one foot on the accelerator, the speed of the truck suddenly increased, and the huge impact directly knocked those devils who wanted to get in front of them flying several meters away.

Before some devils who fell on the ground had time to stand up, the truck had already run over them.

The sound of broken bones, screams of devils, gunshots, explosions of grenades, and the sound of charge trumpets all merged into a weird symphony.

The small village and the village in the distance could no longer bear this unilateral beating, and quickly yelled at Yamada.

"Ask for support, hurry up and contact Taicheng, we can't deal with these monsters at all!"

Yamada also knew the current situation, so he ran to the previous tent and frantically found the communication equipment.

Yoshio Iwamatsu, who was far away in Taicheng, paced back and forth anxiously. The fighter jets of the army aviation unit had been dispatched for a while, and they should have returned long ago.

But the army aviation unit has not responded to him so far, which makes him a little uneasy.

At this moment, the phone rang, and he hurried forward to pick it up.

"Your Excellency Yansong, we have been attacked by Tuba infantry, we ask for support, we ask for support!"

When Yamada called for help, Yoshio Iwamatsu panicked.

Why are there still infantry?Could it be that Tuba Road and the others have already launched an attack on their own initiative?