The Japanese army within a radius of more than 100 meters died silently again, without screaming or wailing.

Fear came to the hearts of every Japanese army like an invisible net.

Rumbled, in the air, the huge hulls of two Kirov airboats slowly moved towards the Japanese army in the next area.

"Ah!" A Japanese army threw away the 38th hood, turned around and ran away.

The escape of the Japanese army triggered a chain reaction, and more and more Japanese troops began to run towards Liaoyuan City.

If you don’t want to die, you can only run!

The general trend!

Niu Daoman took out his close-up self-defense pistol and shot several Japanese troops in succession, but he still could not stop the defeat. In the wave of gathering countless people, his personal power was unable to reverse it and could only go with the flow.

"General, retreat." The guards said without saying a word, and set up Niushima and left.

Where to retreat?

The Kirov airship was very slow, but it was faster than the two legs of a man. It was already ahead of the sky above Liaoyuan. When two blockbuster bombs fell, the Japanese army in the city became in chaos. The anti-aircraft machine gun sounded for a while. When the bullets could not hit the airship, they immediately gave up the anti-aircraft machine gun and hid their heads into the bunker.

Can bunkers made of sacks of soil block the bombshell of Kirov's airship? What a joke? I didn't see a two-story building with a cement red brick structure next to me collapsed into broken bricks and rubble at once.

The Japanese were scared and stunned, and they could not have thought of this.

Chirp!

Boom boom!

The Kirov airship doesn't even need to be fired and moves, just drop bombs in the air.

The broken bricks and rubble wrapped in the impact of the explosion flew around in the air, which was even more lethal than bullets. No matter which buwei hit the body, it would immediately lose its combat power if it touched.

Niu Daoman was carried by the guards and rushed to the city gate. With a bang, the cave of the city gate collapsed suddenly, burying all the crowded Japanese troops below.

The few feet exposed outside the bricks and soil moved a few times, and then there was no movement.

"Surrender, we surrender!"

A white flag poked out from Liaoyuan City, and the Japanese army holding the white flag kept swaying, shouting with all their might.

"Commander, the Japanese are going to surrender." Li Yunlong said excitedly.

He fought with the Japanese army for so many years, and this was the first time he encountered the Japanese army surrendering voluntarily when they beat the white flag. It would be fine if the ordinary Japanese army was not there, but the Kwantung Army's 6th Division, which was known as the most powerful and combat-capable brigade in the Japanese army.

Lin Qiang did not expect the Japanese army to surrender, and used his intention to control the Kirov airship to stop attacking and slowly rise to higher air.

Tuotaro Ii stood up, in a dirt-faced manner, very embarrassed. He was taken out of the ruins by Japanese soldiers, otherwise he would have gone to report to Master Amaterasu.

After coming out, Tokutaro Tsubaki seemed to have changed his body and ordered the Japanese army to surrender by fighting the white flag.

"It's that old devil in the Zoomie." After careful observation with the telescope, Li Yunlong confirmed the identity of Tokutaro in the Zoomie.

"I refuse their surrender." Lin Qiang said coldly.

The Sixth Division is the ace force in the Japanese Army. From the Sino-Japanese War of 1895 to the war of aggression against China, this unit always acted as a vanguard. The Nanjing Massacre, the Battle of Xuzhou, and the Battle of Wuhan, the Sixth Division's footprints have traveled to most of China's territory, and its hands are covered with the blood of the Chinese people, bringing indelible pain to the Chinese people.

All the Japanese were about to die, and the Sixth Division was even more about to die. It is not a pity to die. Even if all of them were dead, they could not comfort the wronged souls of the Chinese people who died under their butcher's knife.

Even if there was a Japanese army, Lin Qiang would not accept their surrender. As a time traveler, no one knew the slavery of the Japanese in the bones than Lin Qiang. The original historical trajectory was that under the attack of the United States and the Soviet Union, the Axis Powers collapsed and the Japanese Emperor announced unconditional surrender. However, the Japanese invaders did not admit that they were defeated by the Chinese army, refused to reflect and plead guilty, and refused to compensate China for the losses of war.

Even textbooks must be revised to erase the history of invasion of China.

After traveling to this world, Lin Qiang decided to be afraid of the Japanese, so he knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, and then wiped them all out!

This despicable race is not worthy of surviving on the earth and is wasting air resources.

With a thought, the two Kirov airships began to drop bombs, chirping, boom!

"General, they rejected our surrender." A Japanese officer said in panic.

"Baga!" Tsushii Tokutaro's expression was distorted, and he pulled out his command knife and pointed forward, "Warriors, only charging is the only way to survive. Kill me!"

The surviving Japanese soldiers rushed over like a tide, and everyone's face was covered with a ferocious look, because the iron-blooded powerful army refused their surrender, which meant that there was only one way to fight to the death.

"Prepare for battle!" Li Yu raised the command knife in his hand, and the North Korean army sounded the sound of pulling the gun bolt.

Lin Qiang refused the Japanese surrender, which made Li Yu feel relieved. After all, he was a lackey for the Japanese and did not want another dog to compete for favor with him. As for the Korean army's counterattack against the Japanese army, he was destined to suffer heavy casualties and injuries. Li Yu didn't care at all. The more he died, the greater his value in Lin Qiang's eyes. Anyway, there were many Koreans, and they would not be able to die.

"Commander, will you carry out artillery attacks?" Yang Zhihua asked for instructions. The Japanese army had rushed into the range of the cannon.

"Approval!" Lin Qiang's voice sounded from the satellite phone.

"Fire the cannon!" Yang Zhihua roared.

Boom boom boom boom!

The shells fell overwhelmed the Japanese heads like locusts.

"Baga!" Tsushii Tokutaro understood that the Iron-blooded Power Army set up the artillery position there, just waiting for their charge.

Unfortunately, he understood too late, and several shells fell down and tore his body apart.

He flew into the air and then landed, and the blade was inserted into the soil, trembling endlessly.

After a round of artillery attack, Li Yu pointed the command knife in his hand forward, and the North Korean army jumped out of the trench and launched a charge.

The two men quickly collided with each other. The Korean Legion's bayonet level was obviously not as good as the Japanese, but they had more people, and three or five people were fighting against one Japanese.

There are fewer and fewer Japanese troops standing on the position.
Chapter completed!