More than 500 elite soldiers actually lost four-fifths. Tanaka Junyi felt that his future was dark and he wanted to commit suicide by drawing his sword, but he was snatched by his own star official.

"Niudan, have you seen that Japanese officer? Hit him!"

"Yes, camp!"

A silly soldier stood on the shore, raised his rifle in his hand, and slowly aimed at the back of Tanaka Junkie's head.

With a gentle pull of the trigger, the bullet penetrated and the bore out.

Junyi Tanaka was sitting in the middle of the rubber boat, her face was covered in blood and her body was covered in black mud, and she was very embarrassed. Suddenly, she felt a rumbling sound behind her head.

Turning around slightly, his eyes instantly glared at the boss.

A bullet flew in at high speed into his eyebrows, and Tanaka Junyi fell down suddenly.

"Sir..." The Japanese soldiers around him were so scared that their souls burst into pieces and were sprinting like crazy.

"Niudan, you've beaten well. I'll ask you for me when I go back!" Cao Xingyang hugged Niudan excitedly and laughed.

More than a hundred Japanese troops rushed towards the rubber boats and sailboats by the river in a panic, and rowed to the center of the river desperately. The officers and soldiers of the Third Battalion and the Reconnaissance Battalion, which followed, arrived, and the light and heavy machine guns aimed at the Japanese troops on the ship and fired.

More than one-third of the remaining Japanese soldiers were killed and injured, and not many were able to go back alive. Some Japanese soldiers were injured, so it is still unclear whether they could last for treatment.

(To be continued.)
Chapter completed!