Age of Conquest Reborn

Chapter 349 Three Amazing Shots

Tang Qiuli's mouth was almost touching Mei Ting's ear. It was so intimate that Mei Ting felt anxious. How could she be in the mood to experience such tenderness and sweetness at this time?

Even a fool could see the intention of the Japanese officer. Mei Ting struggled to get rid of Tang Qiuli's wrist. If he died in front of her, Mei Ting had no intention of living. This was the moment in her life that she could not help.

The pain and despair endured.

Mei Ting suddenly stopped moving. She was surprised to find that the Japanese commander on the opposite side only took two steps back. Before he could reach the group of Japanese soldiers, he froze there with beads of sweat on his face.

, kept flowing down, with a look of fear and panic in his eyes.

She turned around and saw a sarcastic smile on Tang Qiuli's lips, as if the rows of gun muzzles in front of her were like burning fire sticks.

Mei Ting was even more surprised. She suddenly discovered that Shan Hu behind her had walked in front of them at some point. The heavy machine gun in his hand was pointed at the head of the Japanese colonel. The distance between the two sides was only two meters.

Far.

The black muzzle of the gun in Shan Hu's hand, the long bullet chain on his body, and the heavy machine gun bullets as thick as his thumb were like rows of shark teeth, shining with a cold metal sheen. In addition, Shan Hu's terrifying size made him angry.

The open leopard eyes were like a 10,000-ton boulder that could fall down at any time, hanging on the head of the Japanese colonel.

He fully believed that even if he cut off the head of this big Chinese man immediately, the heavy machine gun in his hand would pour hundreds of rounds of bullets on his body, which is neither tall nor majestic.

The Japanese colonel could even imagine what it would be like after his body turned into a pile of minced meat. A group of soldiers scooped up the land mixed with flesh and blood with shovels, put the mud and soil into white cloth bags, and then turned it into a pile of minced meat.

The impure ashes were sent back to his hometown in Japan. As for the soul? It turned into a wisp of smoke, with no hair left.

This terrifying imagination completely defeated his inner desire. The big Chinese man looked at him as if he were looking at a corpse, and he clearly felt that all the spirit of this big man had been completely locked.

he.

He took two steps back, and the big man took two steps back. The distance between the two parties did not change at all. The murderous aura took away his spine and destroyed his will. The passion for meritorious service turned into cold sweat all over his body.

He didn't dare to move anymore and had no idea of ​​retreating.

The sarcasm at the corner of Tang Qiuli's mouth became even stronger. He had seen through the nature of this Japanese colonel who was strong but incompetent. From the first step he took back, he had already lost this battle of wills.

Tang Qiuli dared to be exposed to the gunfire of a large number of Japanese soldiers. He took advantage of this situation. The top commander of the Japanese army was within the range of his own firepower. When he came out, he quietly made a move on Shan Hu,

A gesture that only the soldiers of the Special Guard can understand.

Shan Hu understood this and immediately locked the Japanese commander tightly. Even if he knew how to escape, Shan Hu's heavy machine gun would never leave his head.

The situation was at a stalemate. With the Japanese supreme commander as a hostage, the situation maintained a temporary balance. However, the Japanese commander was suffering enough. He did not dare to move. There were beads of sweat on his face.

It's really worrying that he will die of dehydration after a while.

Mei Ting felt weak all over. She had never experienced a dangerous experience before. She felt like she had been in a circle in the gate of hell, surrounded by a group of evil wolves. Her body was soaked with sweat and she seemed unable to support her body.

A strong arm stretched out and hugged her shoulders tightly. Mei Ting felt warm in her heart. The man next to her made her rely on him like a mountain. No matter when she leaned against him, her heart felt peaceful and peaceful.

calm.

The "squeak" of countless vehicles braking suddenly came from outside, and reinforcements from the other two battalions of the Fourth Regiment arrived. As soon as they got off the car, under the command of the regiment commander, they immediately surrounded the Japanese troops in this regiment.

Dozens of Type 92 infantry guns, mortars, and hundreds of light and heavy machine guns, the Japanese troops on the opposite side formed a tangible coercion and deterrent. The situation was reversed. The more than 3,000 Japanese troops who originally surrounded the Chinese police were now surrounded.

Surrounded by people.

Those Japanese soldiers were dumbfounded. The guns in their hands lowered their muzzles unconsciously. This was no joke. There were so many artillery pieces and light and heavy machine guns. If they were fired in volleys, they would turn themselves into corpses if they were taken care of.

This is the Chinese police. Their equipment is better than that of the Imperial Japanese Army. If the Chinese police were equipped with this kind of equipment, we would go back to our hometown in Japan as soon as possible. We would not be able to defeat them at all.

There is a Japanese squadron leader who is full of bushido spirit and has the unique arrogance of the Japanese. Just now, he was very unimpressed by the performance of the squadron leader. He is not a samurai at all!

Now, the Chinese reinforcements are coming. If we don't take action, there will be no chance. The opportunity must be missed and it will not come back. He reaches out and takes out the tortoise box. There is a huge gunshot, and the Japanese squadron leader feels his right hand numb.

, the huge impact made him stagger, and the pistol flew into the air with a roar.

Immediately afterwards, my scalp felt cold and my hat flew into the sky. The two shots were fired almost at the same time. There was another gunshot and a crooked light machine gun mounted on a Japanese truck flew far away.

This Japanese machine gunner had just been transferred to the machine gunner position for a short time and had little experience. He used to play with grenade launchers. When he heard the gunshot, his eyes darkened and his lower abdomen felt hot. He seemed to have a tingling feeling.

The instinct is to fire. It is said that people have this feeling when they are in a highly nervous situation or suddenly stimulated. Japanese men are the most affected and the manifestation is most obvious.

He also didn't think about it. His commander was still holding it in someone else's hand. It was hard to say whether he could hit Tang Qiuli with his highly nervous shooting skills. If he hit his comrade, it was hard to say.

That is certain, but now that the machine gun is flying, there is no chance to verify it.

These three shots were all shot by Shan Hu alone. After he locked the Japanese commander, he did not let go of the actions of other Japanese soldiers. Who knows if any of these little devils had water in their heads and made a desperate move to attack Xiao Qiu?

gun?

Almost instantly, Shan Hu discovered two dangers and fired three shots in a row, even canceling the danger zone warning. These Japanese soldiers were completely petrified. Did you see that the big guy was shot with a single shot from a heavy machine gun?

He used the heavy machine gun as a rifle. After searching the entire Japanese army, there was no such terrifying person.

At the same time as the gunshots were fired, the soldiers of the special guard behind Tang Qiuli and Mei Ting, like illusory shadows, instantly formed a human wall in front of them, with submachine guns and shell guns in their hands pointing towards the opposite side.

The Japanese army could open fire at any time.

The soldiers of the fourth regiment on the periphery had already held the artillery shells in their hands and were ready to fire at any time. The target was the Japanese soldiers surrounded in the middle.

Three gunshots called back the spirit of the Japanese colonel. There was a look of anger on his face. That bastard didn't care about my life or death, and didn't care about the situation. Is he using my life in exchange for credit?

He roared at the three captains behind him, who kept bowing. Then, a man came over, pulled out the Japanese squadron leader, tore off his collar badge on the spot, slapped him loudly, and beat him.

It was so cruel that blood came out of the Japanese squadron leader's nose and mouth.

The Japanese machine gunner was even worse. There were five or six junior officers there to take care of him. They wore leather boots and riding whips, but they greeted him vigorously, with the shadow of their boots and the sound of whips. It was a pitiful impulse, but in exchange for

They were rolling all over the ground, their heads were broken and bleeding, and the screams were endless.

According to the regulations of the Japanese Army, if the top commander of a unit is killed on the battlefield, other officers of the unit will be implicated. At the very least, they will be investigated, and the future of promotion will be questioned.

How dare a commander use a subordinate who can't even save his boss's life? Therefore, these junior Japanese officers were filled with hatred. The more they beat him, the angrier they became, and the more ruthless they struck. Seeing that the poor machine gunner was getting angry but not taking it in.

, these officers gave up, and then kicked him a few times.

At this time, Hoffman and the American consul also drove over. When they saw a large number of armed Japanese troops, their faces immediately became angry. This is not giving face to our country. The Multinational Port Management Committee has already approved it, and you are still coming to cause trouble.

, the Japanese are too arrogant and do not take the German Empire and the United States of America seriously.

Seeing that there was no advantage at all, the Japanese commander became a hostage again, and his subordinates became dumpling fillings. Moreover, the consuls of the two countries also got involved. It would be useless to stay longer. This Chinese devil might have other tricks up his sleeve, so he decided to retreat.

meaning.

"General Tang, this is a misunderstanding. The intelligence we received is wrong. We are very offended!" After the Japanese commander finished speaking, he bowed slightly. The heavy machine gun in Shan Hu's hand followed his movements and adjusted its position.

It's not out of his head anyway.

Before the German and American consuls came to attack, the Japanese commander and his men hurriedly rushed into the truck. They did not forget to throw the machine gunner, who was already in a deep coma, into the truck and drove away in a hurry. He was even worse than when he came.

Be quick.

On the sea, I could see the shadow of a huge ship in the distance, and the low whistle sounded through the dock. Even closer, I could already see the tall chimney on the ship.

Behind them, there were actually two small ships of the Japanese Navy. The plaster flag was fluttering on the mast like two used sanitary napkins. They were doing a public exhibition. I saw the freighter docked safely at the berth. The two Japanese ships

, turned around a few times unwillingly, and then drove towards the open sea angrily.

The hatch was opened, and the freighter's crane stretched out its long boom to hoist the boxes one by one on the dock yard. They were then loaded onto waiting cars by a large group of strong dock workers.

These selected canal helpers are very familiar with this kind of work, busy but not chaotic, and extremely efficient.

Ten trucks were loaded and immediately drove off, passing through Tianjin Port and heading towards Peiping. There were two trucks full of heavily armed police escorting them along the way.

Tang Qiuli has been waiting on the dock, silently watching the boxes of goods being safely transported away. The sea breeze blew his mottled hair, and his eyes were sometimes pleased and sometimes dazed. No one knew what he was thinking.

Mei Ting walked gently to his side, held his hand, and stood side by side. Tang Qiuli looked at the sea in the distance. On the sea, dark clouds were beginning to rise. Is a storm about to come?

(To be continued)