Pokémon the Second Reality

Kill him, yes, kill him

Thinking of this, Major Maeda looked at Qi Yunfei, who was still killing on the battlefield, and his eyes became colder and colder.

Immediately, Major Maeda turned his head and ordered to the messenger soldier on the side.

"Send the message and order all gunners to give up the attack on the remaining three city gates and aim all guns at the west gate position of Tengcheng."

He did not believe that a mere Chinese had any chance of surviving under such heavy artillery fire.

"Hi"

Immediately, the messenger soldier respectfully performed a military salute, then hurriedly ran out and faithfully conveyed Major Maeda's order.

They completely ignored the fact that there were soldiers from their own side beside the shelling target mentioned by their major.

Tengcheng, Ximen.

Following Qi Yunfei's killing as if in no man's land, the soldiers of the 7th and 9th detachments sent by the Japanese army fell one after another on the bloody battlefield.

Only the Japanese soldiers of the eighth detachment escaped temporarily because they ran farther back.

However, as the last Japanese soldiers of the seventh Japanese detachment fell one after another, Qi Yunfei finally looked at the entire battlefield, the only remaining Japanese soldiers of the eighth detachment.

Standing next to the bloody and mutilated corpses everywhere, Qi Yunfei raised his head slightly and showed a bright and sunny smile towards the surviving Japanese soldiers.

Of course, in the eyes of the Japanese soldiers, this is equivalent to a smile from the god of death.

It looks so terrifying and ferocious

"Escape quickly"

In an instant, after realizing that they had been targeted by the god of death, the Japanese soldiers of the eighth detachment did not choose to shoot at the opponent, but chose to turn around and run away.

It's not that they don't want to shoot, but because they all know that shooting will have no effect on the Chinese man in front of them.

On the contrary, it will only anger the other party and make your own death more miserable.

"Boom"

Suddenly, there was a thunderous rumble on the battlefield, and the ground seemed to shake slightly.

"boom"

Immediately, a shell fell from the sky and landed between Qi Yunfei and the Japanese soldiers of the Eighth Detachment. With a "boom", a huge dent was made on the ground.

"Great, it's the colonel who sent people to support us."

Looking at the dent made by the shell on the ground, the Japanese soldiers who had already thought of retreating stopped and cheered excitedly.

However, the next moment, they couldn't laugh anymore.

"Boom boom boom boom"

With the roar of bursts of artillery fire, shells fell one after another on the battlefield, bombing continuously.

The rear of the Japanese army.

Four mountain cannons and eighteen mortars were operated simultaneously under the operation of the artillerymen, creating a huge momentum.

The artillerymen completely followed the orders of their Major Maeda, constantly changing their ammunition and bombing the battlefield at the west gate of Naten City indiscriminately.

However, not all cannonballs can accurately land on Qi Yunfei, the primary bombing target.

Some shells fell into the Japanese eighth detachment, which was the phalanx of their own soldiers.

For a moment, cannons roared, wailings filled the field, blood sprayed everywhere, and limbs splattered.

Countless Japanese soldiers screamed and fell under their own fire.

"T, these little devils are simply a bunch of out-and-out lunatics. They even blew up their own people."

The soldiers of the 44th Regiment hiding in the trench position looked outside the position at the little Japanese who fell to the ground wailing under the artillery fire and smashed their tongues.

The madness of these little devils really shocked them.

However, looking at the little devils lying in a pool of blood, no one felt sympathy for their plight.

The crazier these little devils are, the better. It would be best if all the little devils kill each other, that would be even better.

However, soon, they couldn't help but worry again.

After all, their leader is also on that battlefield now.

Moreover, it is also the primary target of bombardment by those little devils.

"Deputy commander, tell me, will the commander be okay?"

A soldier from the 44th Regiment squatted and crawled to his deputy commander. Looking at the billowing smoke and dust raised by the shells outside the position, he asked Zhang Zhongliang worriedly.

Although, the strength Qi Yunfei showed just now really surprised them all.

However, in this era, no matter how high your martial arts is, it cannot be better than artillery.

Under such intensive artillery fire, even a piece of steel plate can be directly blasted into iron slag, let alone their leader, a flesh and blood body.

"Don't worry, Captain, he will be fine."

Zhang Zhongliang also stared closely at the battlefield, shook his head gently, and answered the soldier's question.

In fact, Zhang Zhongliang himself was also worried.

However, when they thought about it, their regimental commander had been bombarded by artillery shells before, but he still appeared in front of them like nothing happened.

Suddenly, Zhang Zhongliang's heart, which was about to rise to his throat, calmed down a little.

Moreover, under such intensive artillery fire, even if they wanted to go up and help, nothing could be changed.

On the contrary, it may become a drag on one's own leader.

Now, the only thing they can do is hide in the trenches and pray silently for their leader, hoping that his leader will be safe and sound.

Soon, as the gunners behind the Japanese army stopped shooting, the roar on the battlefield gradually stopped.

However, under the continuous bombardment of nearly a hundred artillery shells, at this moment, the entire battlefield was shrouded in billowing smoke.

The entire land has become pitted and devastated everywhere.

On the ground, there were stumps and broken arms scattered everywhere, and not a single body was intact.

The worst thing was the Japanese soldiers of the eighth detachment.

They never expected that they would also be the sniper targets of those gunners.

For a moment, without reacting, several artillery shells landed in their own phalanx, causing a large number of casualties to them.

It is hard to imagine that in just the blink of an eye, their eighth Japanese detachment, which originally had more than a hundred people, had very few left.

Now, there are only a dozen or so people who can still stand up on this battlefield.

Moreover, all of them were injured, which was too horrible to look at. See more Weixin official account: hhxs665