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Chapter 50 50 [Three Combos of Death]

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On the bumpy road, ten Nissan trucks were driving slowly.The roads here are very bad. Not only are the speeds slow, but the passengers are also subject to severe bumps.

After a long time, I feel that the internal organs are about to be knocked out.Captain Toshihiko Yajima sat on the co-pilot, cursing from time to time: "This damn road is really bad."

The driver, Jiro Inoue, was familiar with the driver, and he said naturally while driving: "Sir, this is not the worst.

In the past two years, Tuba Road has gone crazy, not only desperately attacking various strongholds, but also frantically digging roads and railways.

At that time, a car had to be followed by 20 imperial association troops, and it had to be pushed for three kilometers for a distance of ten kilometers.Fortunately, there are enough people in China, otherwise the supplies would not be delivered. "

"Tubalu, you are so courageous!"

When Toshihiko Yajima heard that there was such an unscrupulous enemy, he couldn't help but feel a shadow in his heart.

Since the beginning of the Pacific War, the Japanese army's aggressive momentum in the south was finally curbed and fell into a stalemate.The Central Army also lacked an enterprising spirit and just defended the remaining territory, slowly wearing down the Japanese army.

Neiji Okamura discovered the chairman's intention to kill people with a knife, and the Eighth Route Army did indeed affect the rule of the Japanese army in North China.So Okamura Ningji also maintained a little tacit understanding with him, mobilizing the army with confidence.

A large number of troops were transferred to the north to deal with the Eighth Route Army.Yajima Toshihiko is also one of them. He has never seen such a situation!

When he was in the battle between the southern army and the central army, as a transport team, it was actually relatively easy.There were very few guerrillas there, and the defeated remnants of the Central Army rarely dared to attack them.

They only need to follow the combat troops and replenish them with various supplies and supplies, and live a leisurely life.

Since the transport team is very safe, there are not so many soldiers traveling with the vehicle.Like this time, a transport squadron of 110 people can escort 20 trucks to 30 trucks there.

There is no need for him to lead a team for a mission of ten trucks of supplies.All you need to do is to send out a small team leader to solve everything.

But this time, after assigning the task, his superior specifically reminded him that the Tuba Road is very rampant and often ambushes the transport convoy of the Imperial Japanese Army, so he must take the squadron there in person to ensure the safe arrival of this batch of supplies .

At first, Toshihiko Yajima thought that the captain was sensational, but now it seems that this is very necessary.

"Bang ~ bang ~"

The truck that Toshihiko Yajima was sitting on seemed to be stuck in something, the two front wheels exploded directly, and he was also knocked headfirst on the roof of the car.

"Da da da, bang bang bang."

The sound of machine gun fire and the explosion of grenades suddenly became loud.

Shocked, Yajima Toshihiko quickly opened the car door and jumped out of the car. Leaning on the car as a cover, he gave orders to his subordinates: "Shoot, all teams are free to fight back!"

After a round of baptism, the surviving little devils searched for cover one after another, and under the leadership of commanders at all levels, they fought back against the Eighth Route Army on both sides of the hillside.

Jiro Inoue was lucky, as the driver of the lead car, he was not killed.He bent down and ran to Toshihiko Yajima from behind the car, saying:
"Sir, both tires of the front car have blown out, and the transport team can't move forward. The ambush on the Tuba Road was premeditated, and we have to ask for support."

Yajima Toshihiko looked around the battlefield and found that the rear car was also blown up, and they were trapped on this small road.

As for the Tubalu who ambushed them, judging from the intensity of gunfire, there were about 400 people.

Yajima Toshihiko is not yet arrogant enough to think that his 100-odd people can repel these Tuba roads.

"There is a turret three trees ahead. Call for support quickly. Hurry up."

"Yes, sir."

Inoue Jiro took on this most difficult task.

As the Japanese army fired a burst of gunfire, the firepower of the Eighth Route Army ambushing on the hillside suddenly weakened a lot.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Inoue Jiro bent down and lowered his head, and ran out of the athlete's speed with a pair of figure-splayed legs. In one minute, he jumped a long distance, and soon ran out of the range of the Eighth Route Army.

Yajima Toshihiko looked at the disappearing figure and said happily: "Well done."

He believed that as long as he persisted for a while, the Imperial Japanese Army would arrive in a short time. Not only could these dirt roads have nothing to do with them, but they couldn't escape them all. They had to be buried on this road and became the cornerstone under the wheels.

Feng Yuguo also saw it clearly from the hillside. The little devil's request for reinforcements, and his ability to escape so smoothly were indispensable for their help.

Otherwise, if the reconnaissance cavalry from the third battalion just caught up, a devil soldier would surely die.All of this is paving the way for the "fighting aid" in the surrounding area.

But now, the use value of these devils is gone, and it's their turn to die.

Feng Yuguo shouted to his side: "First company commander, pull the mines, and give the little devil a three-stroke death combo."

The combat instructions had been laid out in advance, and the soldiers who placed the landmines yanked the line in their hands, and the landmines ambush on both sides of the road were like a group of huge fireworks exploding one after another.

The devils lying there who were fighting back all flew up and put on a wonderful performance for the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army.

Yajima Toshihiko saw his subordinates being blown away, his eyes were full of anger.Cursing the cunning Tubalu in my heart, I will definitely make you look good.

But before it was his turn to direct the troops to fight back, the second of the three death combos-the baptism of grenades came.

The bombing team of the third battalion, taking advantage of the time when the devils were all on the ground after being bombed just now, have all leaned up.As soon as the devil raised his body, grenades rained down from the sky.

Some fell at their feet and exploded, breaking both of the devil's legs, and it seemed that he would not survive.

Some were left in the hands of the bombardiers for too long, and exploded when they flew above the devils' heads. The fragments of shrapnel directly covered all the devils within a few meters, and there were very few survivors.

Coupled with the sudden shooting and half-day gun battle during the ambush of the third battalion, more than half of the squadron under Yajima Toshihiko had suffered casualties.

The only remaining people were also dizzy from the two rounds of explosions, and their minds were not clear.

But the third of the death trifecta—the charge of the whole army—came in the blink of an eye.

The more than 400 soldiers of the third battalion were placed on these two hillsides, and they looked like they were all over the mountains and plains.In hand-to-hand combat, it's just a few people fighting against one little devil.

This ambush battle is a foregone conclusion, and the remaining little devils are just meat on the chopping board, ready to be slaughtered.

PS: If you win the battle, grab a recommendation ticket.

(End of this chapter)