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Chapter 17 Setting up a death squad again

As the defenders concentrated their firepower, the Japanese offensive momentum was suppressed suddenly, so that groups of Japanese soldiers had to retreat a little and hide behind their tanks and armored vehicles.

The second lieutenant platoon leader took the opportunity to rush towards the Japanese tank with the remaining four soldiers.

However, a second lieutenant hiding behind a tank seemed to have noticed them. He waved his sword in his hand and shouted: "Baga! Shoot, shoot, kill those abominable Chinese soldiers for me!"

Hearing the order, the Japanese pulled the trigger one after another.

Although the Japanese machine gun firepower has been basically suppressed by Yang Jing, the firepower of the other rifle soldiers cannot be underestimated.

"Bang, bang bang!..."

A rain of bullets came towards us, and the five lieutenants and platoon leaders immediately separated, and hugged their waists and accelerated to run forward in the S-shaped forward route.

During the dodging, three more explosive players were shot one after another and died bravely.

However, the second lieutenant and another blaster rushed to the front of the tank respectively.

The second lieutenant pulled the explosive pack in his hand and was about to throw it under the tank. At this moment, a round of machine gun bullets rushed over, just hitting his wrist.

The dense bullets immediately smashed his entire right wrist.

The dynamite pack that was still smoking fell to the ground along with the broken wrist.

In the severe pain, the lieutenant roared to the sky, then rolled on the spot, avoided the bullets opened by the other Japanese, and used his uninjured hand to pick up the explosive pack, and then drilled into the undercarriage without hesitation.

The air seemed to solidify at this moment, and the defending positions, everyone's eyes fixed on him.

"Bang!Bang bang!"

Accompanied by a silent gunfire, the lieutenant's platoon leader's actions were forever frozen at this moment.

The one who shot the gun was the second lieutenant who gave orders before. This guy also tried his best to smash the plan of the second lieutenant platoon leader, he flashed out from behind the tank's butt with a rain of bullets from the defenders.

"Damn it!"

Yang Jing cursed inwardly and pulled the trigger. The next moment, a blood mist broke out from the head of the Japanese lieutenant, and half of the Tianling Cap and his military cap flew out together.

"boom!"

The next moment, the explosive pack that fell to the ground exploded. At the same time as the explosion sounded, a dazzling red light immediately rose up and completely engulfed Yao Ziqing's guard platoon leader.

Inadvertently, Yang Jing's heart seemed to be hit hard by something. The lieutenant and the other three soldiers under him were all sacrificed because of the plan he proposed.

After the explosion, the last surviving explosion hand suddenly jumped from the ground.

The fire of hope in everyone's hearts was suddenly reignited, and they gritted their teeth and pulled the trigger to protect him.

On the other hand, the Japanese were also constantly firing and blocking them, trying to intercept this hateful Chinese soldier.

"puff!"

"Puff puff puff!"

Under the heavy blow of bombs by the Japanese, the soldier's already thin body seemed so small.

Although he was trying his best to dodge, he was still hit by several bullets and fell heavily in a pool of blood.

Just when everyone thought that the warrior had died, his body moved slightly.

Then, he grabbed the explosive pack with one hand and pulled it hard on the ground with the other hand. He actually gritted his teeth and crawled towards the Japanese tank in front little by little.

"He is not dead! Fire support, fire support!"

Someone exclaimed, and the defenders pulled the trigger one after another.

While dodging bullets, the Japanese were also firing at him. The dense bullets hit the ground, splashing smoke and dust. Many bullets hit the soldiers' backs, bursting with blood.

But he was still crawling forward tenaciously.

Finally, the soldier worked hard to climb in front of the Japanese tank. As the tank drove forward, he also entered the bottom of the tank.

"Long live the Chinese nation!"

After the soldier shouted his last sentence, he suddenly pulled the explosive pack.

"boom!"

Soon, a dazzling red light rose from the bottom of the Japanese tank.

The huge shock wave even shaking the tank body.

"Success!"

Everyone cheered forever on the defending positions.

Only Yang Jing keenly observed that the tank seemed to have suddenly increased a little speed when the explosive pack was about to explode.

Sure enough, when the smoke of gunpowder spread, the main gun barrel of the tank suddenly turned around and locked the area with the strongest firepower of the defenders.

"careful!"

Yang Jing shouted at the top of his lungs, but it was still a little late.

Before several defenders in that area could react, a shell flew over at high speed.

With a loud "boom", a machine gunner, along with two riflemen, was blown away.

Yang Jing witnessed the tragic death of Platoon Commander Wang and four subordinates with his own eyes, and felt guilt inexplicably felt in his heart.

This feeling of guilt was like a steel knife slashing his leaping heart one by one. Perhaps it was guilty that caused anger towards the enemy, or that was stimulated by the adrenal glands, which made Yang Jing feel an urge to blow up the tank to avenge the platoon leader and the others. He hurriedly walked to Yao Ziqing and said anxiously: "Brother, the Japanese tanks pose too much threat to our army. This one alone is enough to tear apart our defense line.

So, I think we should re-establish an suicide squad.

This time, let me lead the team!"

"Brother Yang, your proposal is not wrong. Platoon Commander Wang and others died for the country, so you don't have to blame yourself too much."

Yang Jing said with a stern expression: "Brother, I am not because of myself, but to fulfill my mission of defending the territory and resisting the war!

At the same time, we cannot let Platoon Commander Wang and others sacrifice in vain!”

"Brother Yang, my righteousness really makes me admire Yao Ziqing. OK, what do you need to do? Tell me, I will definitely cooperate with your actions!" Yao Ziqing's face also became solemn.

"Brother, you don't have to do anything this time. Just throw as many smoke bombs in front of the position and on the position as possible, because I plan to pretend to be a Japanese and get rid of Japanese tanks and armored vehicles. If there are too many people, it will be easily exposed."

"Brother Yang is a brilliant plan!"

Yao Ziqing raised his eyebrows and immediately began to issue orders.

Soon, as the defenders swung their arms and threw smoke bombs out, a piece of white smoke rose in front of the position.

The positions and the large areas before the positions were shrouded in thick white smoke.

Suddenly, both the enemy and us lost their sight.
Chapter completed!
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