I am a wolf warrior

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Another devil officer rushed out from the tent next to him.

With a random shot, Wang Ye blasted the devil officer's face.

Chapter 397 Farewell Telegram

three kilometers away.

Cao Sanlian, along with Tu Feng, Liu Mangang, and Lou Daqiang, three company commanders, stood on a hilltop, looking towards the devil's camp with a binoculars.

Even if separated by three kilometers,

You can hear the shouts of killing coming from the devil camp.

Seeing the ballistic streamers criss-crossing the camp, Tu Feng and the three of them all looked envious. They could only watch such a big battle.

"Damn it." Tu Feng couldn't help complaining, "The leader is too mean."

"That's right." Liu Mangang also said, "Our artillery is not allowed to fight in such a big battle."

"What the hell are you guys?" Cao Sanlian scolded angrily, "Give food to the devil?"

After speaking, he pointed to the center of the devil's camp, and said, "You don't want to see what that is?"

"That's an entire artillery regiment, and it's a [-]-type [-] field artillery, and even a [-]-caliber field artillery. How can our dozens of [-] infantry artillery be better than others?"

Liu Mangang, Lou Daqiang and Tu Feng became dumb.

It is really impossible to fight artillery battles.

After a pause, Cao Sanlian said again: "Just wait."

"Xiao Wang said, if we're lucky, we can also get some soup."

"If the devil's two infantry brigades return to aid, there is a high probability that one of them will pass by us."

"At that time, Li Yunlong will definitely send troops to stop it, and our artillery regiment can fight the devils."

The three of Lou Daqiang and the others were unavoidably discouraged. The other battalions were eating meat, but their three artillery companies could only drink soup, and they might not be able to drink it.

……

Sun Bin, the commander of the third battalion, also had the same emotion.

Before the attack started, Sun Bin actually held his breath.

Among the battalion-level cadres of the independent regiment, Zhang Dabiao, Shen Quan, Wang Huaibao, and him, he was the least experienced of the four, and he was the latest to join the independent regiment.

But even so, Sun Bin didn't want to lose to a few of them.

So Sun Bin held back his energy and wanted to rush into the devil's camp ahead of the other battalions.

However, the cruel reality quickly shattered his dream. Wang Huaibao's second battalion had already broken into the devil's barracks, but his third battalion was still blocked 100 meters away, unable to advance an inch.

The devil's firepower is too fierce, and there are armored vehicles, so they can't rush up.

Seeing that Jiulian's attack was once again disintegrated by the devils, Sun Bin was completely angry.

It can't be exhausted anymore, if it continues, their third battalion will not only fall behind the second battalion, but may also fall behind the first battalion and the county brigade, then he will become a backward element!

Of course, this is not what worries Sun Bin the most.

What Sun Bin was most worried about was that the entire combat operation failed due to the slow action of the third battalion.

At that moment, Sun Bin jumped up and shouted sharply: "There are all of them..."

The more than 1000 soldiers who had been suppressed by the devils on the ground jumped up one after another.

Sun Bin pointed the shell gun in his hand forward, and then shouted sharply: "Follow me, kill!"

After yelling, Sun Bin faced the devil's machine gun, strode away and rushed towards the devil's camp in front of him.

"Kill!" The soldiers of the third battalion let out an enraged roar, and followed with bayonets in hand.

"Rush! Rush! Brothers, follow me!" Sun Bin let out an unconscious cry while throwing off his stride and galloping forward.

From time to time, stray bullets whizzed past Sun Bin's ears.

Soldiers kept speeding up their pace and rushed in front of Sun Bin.

But soon, these soldiers fell under the devil's stray bullets.

Sun Bin didn't think too much about it. At this moment, he had already put life and death aside. Maybe he would be the next one to fall, but so what?In any case, break into the devil's camp as soon as possible.

"Hush!" From time to time, there was a scream of bullets.

From time to time, soldiers rushing forward fell silently.

Sun Bin didn't stop on his feet, and the devil's camp was rapidly approaching.

"Da da da da da!" Another dazzling flame rolled over.

The six or seven soldiers who rushed in front of Sun Bin fell to the ground in unison.

Sun Bin's eyes turned red all of a sudden, what a good soldier, he died just like that.

But there is no way, even if he knows that he will die, he must charge against the machine gun.

This is their duty as a soldier, and also their mission as a soldier. Their duty is to defend their home and country, and their mission is to fight the enemy to the end!

The closer the distance, the more intensive the devil's firepower.

Sun Bin has had several brushes with death.

The soldiers in front of, beside and behind Sun Bin changed from one crop to another.

With no time to think, no time to fear, Sun Bin continued to stride forward.

Finally, there was a trench not far ahead, and beyond the trench was the devil's barracks, and it was about to break into the devil's barracks.

However, at this moment, Sun Bin saw that the turret of a imitation Vickers armored vehicle had slowly turned around, and a black hole had been aimed at him.

Sun Bin paused in his heart: the game is over now.

The heavy machine gun imitating the Vickers armored vehicle can smash him into a sieve in an instant.

However, Sun Bin could not stop, nor could he lie down, because his comrades were behind him. If he fell down, the soldiers behind him would have to sacrifice. At this time, his first reaction was to block the hole with his body.

Just when Sun Bin thought he was going to die, a dazzling red light suddenly appeared in his vision.

When Sun Bin looked intently, he was surprised to see that the imitation Vickers armored vehicle had exploded.

In that fleeting moment, Sun Bin even saw the bright scene of metal turbulence running around inside the armored vehicle, which was very similar to the blacksmith show he had seen when he was a child. It was just a small blacksmith show, but it was even more dazzling.

During the moment when Sun Bin was stunned, dazzling tongues of flame flew over from the side, and the devils guarding in the trenches and behind several circular barricades fell one by one.

Then there were a few loud bangs.

The devil's two machine guns were overturned immediately.

Immediately afterwards, soldiers from the third battalion poured into the devil's camp like a flood.

Then, Sun Bin saw Wang Huaibao, who was lying on the body of a tank.

Wang Huaibao saw Sun Bin almost at the same time, waved and shouted: "Old Sun, why are you still standing there? Hurry up, we went to support the team leader and Lao Shen, Lao Zhang and the others!"

Sun Bin woke up like a dream, and quickly jumped into a tank.

Immediately afterwards, Sun Bin yelled again: "The Seventh Company will continue to move forward, the Eighth Company and the Ninth Company will follow me!"

The more than 1000 fighters of the third battalion were quickly divided into three parts. About 400 people continued to advance, and the remaining 800 soldiers followed a dozen tanks and armored vehicles and detoured eastward.

……

After issuing several commands in succession.

Miyano Michiichi began to wait patiently at the headquarters.

At least for the first 5 minutes, Miyano Michiichi was very confident. He felt that there were more than 500 elite infantrymen and more than 3000 artillerymen in the camp, and there were even two squadrons with more than 30 tanks and armored vehicles, so it was no problem to hold on for two hours. When the two brigades who went out rushed back, the battle should be over.

But from the 5th minute onwards, the situation took a sharp turn for the worse.

"Report, the first squadron of tanks has been collectively broken."

"Report, the defensive position on the northwest side has been breached."

"Report, the defensive position in the southwest direction was breached by the Eighth Route Army."

"Report, the northern position has been breached, and Your Excellency Onoda has been crushed."

"Report, the special forces of the Independent Regiment have snatched the tanks and armored vehicles of the [-]st Squadron of Tanks, and are turning in a counterclockwise direction towards the south, southeast and east defensive positions."

The bad news was sent back to the headquarters one by one.

Miyano Michiichi was completely dumbfounded.

Before deciding to deploy this game, before deciding to fish, Miyano Michio thought of many possibilities, but he never thought of the current situation.

how is this possible?how is this possible?

It was less than a quarter of an hour!It's less than a quarter of an hour!

The independent regiment actually broke into the temporary station of the Second Guards Division from the north, northwest and southwest?

In any case, half of the infantry brigade and a tank brigade were stationed in the temporary garrison, and there was even a Guards Field Artillery Wing and an Independent Field Artillery Brigade. There are also more than 3000 people, this is more than 3000 imperial soldiers!

He sent a battalion of artillery to support the chariot camp,

In the end, it failed to help the chariot squadron control the situation?

The first squadron of tanks was finally wiped out?

The tank soldiers of the first tank squadron didn't even have time to enter the tanks and armored vehicles?

Miyano Michi has not yet understood how the soldiers of the Independence Regiment penetrated such a short distance without being noticed by the Japanese guard post?How did you do it?

One after another, question marks appeared in front of Miyano Michiichi.

Miyano Michiichi really wanted to ask the Eighth Route Army, how did you do it?

Unfortunately, he has no chance, because gunshots have already sounded outside the command tent, and it was the gunshots of MP38 submachine guns, and it was the special forces of the independent regiment who came!

"Division commander!" Masanori Matsumoto hurried in.

"Please leave here quickly, leave quickly!"

Miyano Michiichi waved his hand violently and said, "Order!"

After a pause, Michiichi Miyano said again: "Second Guard Field Artillery Regiment, Independence Mountain Artillery Tenth Battalion, and Guard Supplies Second Regiment, self-destruct immediately! Go!"

"Hai!" Masanori Matsumoto paused, turned and left.

Miyano Michiichi turned his gaze to the only remaining telegraph soldier in the tent.

"Takakura-kun, draft the telegram." Miyano Michi started dictating the telegram as soon as he finished speaking.

What telegram?Of course, it was a farewell telegram sent to the First Army Command and the North China Front Army Command. Now, Miyano Michiichi also understands that there will be no more miracles in this battle.

Suffering such a big defeat, as the head of the division, he could only kill himself and become a benevolent.

"North China Front Army Command and Shanxi First Army Command:"

"Leading the main force of the Second Guards Division to carry out the No. D battle plan two months ago. Although the tactics were appropriate, the independent regiment of the Eighth Route Army was too cunning. Nearly [-] villages in the Fuliang bandit area are covered with tunnels and even extend in all directions. Fuliang Mountain The tunnels in the fortress are even more vast and complex, so that repeated storms have failed."

"To save time and combat supplies,"

"So I decided to adopt the tactic of luring the snake out of the hole..."

Halfway through the dictation, the tent was suddenly cut open with a bayonet.

……

"Bahla!" Wang Ye only slashed the square-topped tent in front of him.

In order to prevent the devils in the tent from shooting and attacking, after cutting open the side of the tent, Wang Ye dodged sideways to the side, but there was no gunshot.

Only the beeping of telegrams.

There was also the voice of a ghost.

Wei Xilai, who was following behind Wang Ye, subconsciously raised his sniper rifle.

"Put it down!" Wang Ye reached out and pressed Wei Xilai's rifle, and then stepped into the tent through the gap.

The furnishings in the tent are very simple, with a canvas table in the middle and a few canvas stools next to it. A row of radio stations is placed in the corner of the tent, and a ghost operator is recording with a pencil.

A senior devil general stood beside him, dictating a message.