Age of Conquest Reborn

Chapter 505 Sucheng Murder Case

The first shot of the Battle of Sucheng was fired when neither the enemy nor we knew the strength of the other side. Unbelievably, Tang Qiuli personally led more than 1,300 soldiers to attack the Japanese army, which exceeded his own strength several times.

Launched a swift attack.

Although he was impatient, Tang Qiuli had not lost his mind at this time. Based on the Japanese army's action patterns, he judged that the one who occupied Sucheng should be a large group of Japanese soldiers. Although the force exceeded his own, with the guard group and special forces,

The combat effectiveness of the guard battalion is several times greater than that of the Japanese army. This battle is certain.

Furthermore, there are two infantry brigades and a cavalry brigade rushing in behind. If the Japanese army does not take advantage of the lack of precautions to seize the city gate and establish an attack foothold, the follow-up troops will be in a difficult situation.

A lot of casualties were added. Based on various considerations, he did not have time to wait for the follow-up troops to arrive before issuing the order to attack.

Shan Hu's troops did not disappoint Tang Qiuli. The three of them formed a group, cooperated with each other, covered each other, and used various terrains with skillful tactical movements to quickly approach the city gate. The two brothers from the Fu family beside him even more

It showed excellent combat effectiveness. The two guns fired without missing a beat. There was no need to aim at all. Every time a gun was fired, a Japanese soldier would fall from the city wall.

The Japanese light and heavy machine gunners focused on hitting the target. As soon as flames erupted from the muzzle, a life-threatening bullet whirled into his head. As soon as the deputy shooter jumped on the machine gun, he also suffered the same fate.

The two men suppressed all the machine gun firepower of the Japanese army. In this way, the pressure on the attacking troops was greatly reduced.

Shanhu rushed into the city gate first, and just after passing through the city gate, he came face to face with two squadrons of Japanese soldiers. At this time, Shanhu was like the reincarnation of the god of death. He did not lie down at all, but accelerated his speed, rushing towards the Japanese troops.

Rush over.

The soldiers beside him felt the sound of wind in their ears. The captain had already rushed out more than ten meters away. This distance was only more than a hundred meters away from the Japanese army. The heavy machine gun in Shan Hu's hand roared violently, like a flashing line.

With a scythe holding a spark, he cut down these stunned Japanese soldiers in pieces.

The scorching bullet shells were left far behind by his speed as fast as the wind, beating and falling crisply on the hard ground. The Japanese soldiers who woke up hurriedly shot, but this big man rushed towards them.

, seemed to be invulnerable, the bullets splashed in front of and behind him, but missed. In the meantime, Shan Hu had already rushed into the Japanese army, and the group behind him was thrown at least three hundred meters behind.

The soldiers of the special guard who followed were all shocked. Oh my God, the captain was facing hundreds of little devils by himself. These soldiers were all veterans who had experienced hundreds of battles. The one who was not in Blood and Fire

The number of little Japs they picked up on the battlefield and died at their hands were all in the triple digits, but they had never seen this kind of fighting style, where one person could take on hundreds of Japanese soldiers alone.

Like a heavy tank, the mountain tiger rushed the Japanese troops through a passage. Behind them, there were at least nearly a hundred Japanese soldiers lying on the ground. All the Japanese soldiers were dumbfounded. Could this Chinese be a god from heaven? He was holding a magic weapon, no?

I saw him changing the magazine, but the flames from the muzzle never stopped.

The mountain tiger rushed in, surrounded by Japanese soldiers. These beasts did not dare to shoot for fear of hurting their own people. They yelled to withdraw the bullets, loaded the gun, stared at the mountain with fierce eyes, and yelled at the mountain.

The tiger pounces, no matter how powerful it is, with so many people, why can't they stab the big Chinese guy who can't be killed?

Shan Hu suddenly fell backward, and the soldiers behind him felt nervous. Is the captain injured? They did not dare to shoot, fearing that the dense bullets from the Somi submachine gun would accidentally injure Shan Hu, so they could only rush forward desperately and fight quickly.

The captains meet.

The mountain tiger that fell to the ground suddenly started spinning like a top, and the heavy machine gun drew a perfect circle with him as the center. The Japanese soldiers who were rushing over did not expect that they still had this hand, and were hit by the powerful bullets.

Have to fly back.

In just three or two minutes, the soldiers behind had already rushed forward. Shanhu stood up like a carp and stood up easily. Bullet casings fell to the ground. Surrounded by corpses of Japanese soldiers, two squadrons

He himself killed more than half of the Japanese troops.

None of the soldiers spoke. They were stunned by this incredible scene. They looked at the captain with a lot of awe. No wonder the captain's nickname was "Crazy Tiger", plus he was possessed by the God of Death.

Some little devils are sad.

Shan Hu glared at his goose-like subordinates, "Continue the attack and occupy the tower!" He gave a brief order. Under attack from inside and outside, a large group of Japanese troops guarding the west city gate were mostly captured except for a small part of Lang.

Eliminated on the city tower and wall, Tang Qiuli did not see the astonishing scene created by Shan Hu, but the performance of the Fu brothers was always in his sight. He must have estimated that in such a short time, they killed more than a hundred little Japs.

There was a thick layer of bullet casings piled up at his feet.

The battle at the West Gate awakened other Japanese troops who were committing violence. Sharp assembly whistles sounded. Looking at the naked Chinese woman, whose body was in a mess, and who had been raped half to death, the Japanese soldiers were still unsatisfied.

They licked their lips, pulled out their penis, and plunged it into their chests.

Matsushita Seiichi got up from the unconscious girl. The other girl had become a cold corpse. This beast had a hobby and liked to torture and kill Chinese women. The fierce gunshots and assembly whistles outside interrupted.

He was not in a good mood, but felt very unhappy, and felt a sense of loss that he had not completely released his inner desires.

The chief of staff bumped in and saw the captain's penis, which was as thin as a pinky finger, hanging down on his crotch. Compared with his two short and thick thighs, he looked even smaller. He showed an expression of sudden realization.

I have heard that your Excellency, the captain, has a hobby of torturing and killing Chinese women, probably because his men are not up to par.

Matsushita, who had his subordinates peeking into his vagina, felt angry and opened his mouth to say, "Baga! It's not the emperor's fault to be so panicked!" He pulled out his command knife and cut open the unconscious girl's stomach, with an excited look on his face.

With an expression on his face, Panasonic was startled when the chief of staff eagerly explained the situation.

"Hani? We were suddenly attacked. Order the troops to immediately annihilate the Chinese troops in Sucheng!" After Matsushita was frightened, there was a burst of ecstasy. The Japanese division troops who had been searching for many days finally showed their heads. He immediately ordered the radio operator to

Report the intelligence to the division commander, and then organize the troops to press towards the west city.

The Japanese army's first counterattack was punched back by the guard brigade, leaving hundreds of corpses behind. This was a street battle with great disparity in strength. As a field force, the Matsushita Regiment suffered a heavy loss. The soldiers of the guard brigade

, is an expert in street fighting. The Japanese troops who were charging were suddenly hit by a hail of bullets from behind.

When I rushed over, there was not even a human figure. When I turned around, several "squeaking" smoking grenades fell above my head. With a bang, several Japanese soldiers flew into the air. As night fell, the Japanese army was no match.*

The soldiers of the Japanese Army were like ghosts in the night, elusive and elusive, suddenly appearing beside the Japanese army. Their Somi submachine guns roared wildly, often killing dozens of Japanese soldiers.

The Japanese soldiers no longer dared to divide their forces to attack. They sent out a small group of soldiers, but no one came back. The attacking troops scattered in several directions gradually moved closer together, holding guns and nervously staring at the dark corner, as if they would fly in at any time.

Deadly bullets only feel safer when there are more people.

Under the pressure of the guard brigade, thousands of Japanese troops gradually gathered in the east area of ​​the city. The soldiers could no longer attack, and the battle was stalemate here. At this time, most of Su City was controlled by Tang Qiuli.

At about ten o'clock at night, the troops of Ma Chaoyang and Jiang Yanming finally arrived. Without enough time to take a breath, they immediately rushed to the division headquarters in the west of the city to prepare for the next combat mission.

Entering the headquarters, there was a sense of sadness, anger and depression that made them both breathless. Under the dim light, the division commander stood in the shadow of the lamp as if solidified, with tears twinkling in the corners of his eyes. Several female operators

, his face was full of tears, Captain Huang was even more like a furious lion, his big eyes were filled with cold light, and the tears on Director Mei's face were not dry yet.

Ma Chaoyang and Jiang Yanming looked at each other, wondering what had happened. Shen Jun came over and told them that during the westward retreat, more than 3,000 fellow villagers who secretly ran back to Sucheng were all massacred by the Japanese army in the city. From babies in their arms to seven

No one who was ten years old was spared. The women were brutally murdered after being raped. Liu Youzhi, the magistrate of Sucheng County, was nailed to a city tower by the Japanese army and died a heroic death for his country.

Ma Chaoyang and Jiang Yanming were shocked by the tragic news and took a few steps back. They couldn't believe that the Japanese army would do such a cruel thing to innocent civilians, but the look on their commander's face undoubtedly told them that all this had really happened.

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Tang Qiuli was already in deep self-blame. When he saw the corpses everywhere, the blood had frozen into thick clots. Hundreds of sisters, all covered in flesh, died miserably in empty rooms.

, how humiliated they were before they died, there was a "boom" in his mind, stars were flying in front of his eyes, and he staggered back a few steps. If Mei Ting hadn't supported him, he would have fallen to the ground covered with the blood of the villagers.

on the ground.

He had experienced this tragic scene more than once, and every time, it was a deep blow to him, followed by sadness and powerlessness. He felt that his heart was bleeding bit by bit.

There was a burst of Japanese shouting outside, breaking the solidified pain in the headquarters. Several soldiers escorted three Japanese soldiers in. They were tightly held by the soldiers, and they struggled desperately. They kicked and hit the soldiers around them with their short legs and mouthed.

He kept cursing, and his eyes were filled with fierceness. This was the prisoner the soldiers were ordered to capture alive.

He waved his hand and asked the soldiers to take these beasts to the empty room next to him. Then, he slowly turned around and stared closely at the Japanese prisoners who were still in trouble. His face had returned to calm.

Only the attentive Ma Chaoyang and Jiang Yanming saw that the coldness emanating from the teacher's eyes was as substantial as polar ice. Under the dim light, it condensed into two rays of cold light, piercing straight towards the Japanese beasts.