Looking at the dark sea of ​​tanks ahead, Setoguchi Iwajiro instantly froze in place.

From a distance, Setoguchi Iwajiro, who had a dull face, looked like a dead body. None of them was firing at him.

In a flash, Setoguchi Iwajiro's hearing miraculously recovered.

The next moment, all kinds of sounds poured into his ears like a tide.

In addition to the creaking sound of tank tracks when rolling, there is also the roar of fighter engines. Of course, more of the shouts of soldiers from the 5th Regiment.

"Iwamoto, hide quickly!"

"Ono-kun, hurry up and ask for help!"

"Teacher Head, request artillery fire support!"

"Captain of the United Nations, Captain of the United Nations, what should I do?"

Although Setoguchi Iwajiro's hearing has recovered, his brain's consciousness has not yet recovered.

He turned around in a daze and saw the adjutant Jiro Taniguchi shouting at him with a panic expression. Setoguchi Iwajiro clearly heard it, but his mind just couldn't react. This feeling was like sleeping nightmare, and the human consciousness was clearly awake, but he couldn't move or make a sound.

In a trance, a dazzling red light flashed by.

The next moment, Setoguchi Iwajiro saw that the right half of Taniguchi Jiro's body was torn apart in an instant, and then his whole body flew backwards. Before he could land, he was already dead.

Turning back a little bit, Setoguchi Iwajiro saw the black national tank again.

In just a moment, the front row of the National Army tanks had already advanced to the 5th Infantry Regiment.

"His Majesty the Emperor is on board! The Great Japanese Empire is on board!" Two Japanese soldiers howled in despair, then rushed towards a Churchill tank with bayonets.

While charging, the two Japanese soldiers pulled the trigger.

"Ding Ding Bang!" The bullet hit the front armor of the tank, making a crisp sound.

One of the Japanese soldiers was hit by a stray bullet that bounced back and fell to the ground and died instantly.

Another Japanese soldier rushed to the tank, picked up the bayonet and stabbed it. With a bang, the bayonet was bent, but the national tank was unscathed!

The Japanese soldier turned his rifle and smashed it with a stock.

"Bang! Bang!" After a few hits, the entire rifle was broken into two pieces.

"Bagayaru, Shine!" The Japanese soldiers let out a sound, didn't know whether they were wailing or crying, and then pulled off the two Type 97 grenades on their waists, knocked them hard onto the helmet, and then prepared to climb onto the tank.

At this moment, a dense rain of bullets poured out, and the Japanese soldier was instantly swept by the bullets, and then drifted to the distance like a broken leaf in the wind.

Before they could land, two grenades exploded in the air.

However, the national tank continued to roll forward without any damage.

Soon, the tank track ran over a Japanese soldier who was seriously injured in the leg and was trying to avoid it.

Setoguchi Iwajiro watched helplessly as the Japanese soldier was swallowed by the rolling forward tracks bit by bit. When the last palm was crushed, he finally woke up.

"Hagayaru!" Although Setoguchi Iwajiro had already woken up, there were actually not many things he could do.

After cursing, Setoguchi Iwajiro took out his southern pistol and fired continuously at the tank closest to him.

The bullets hit the tank armor and made a jingle sound, but this was in vain. The pistol and the tank were not on the same plane at all.

At this moment, the tank suddenly accelerated and rushed towards Setoguchi Iwajiro.

When Setoguchi Iwajiro instinctively wanted to hide, it was too late. With a bang, the tank had already hit another tank with Setoguchi Iwajiro's body.

Setoguchi Iwajiro's body was squeezed in the middle by two tanks and was squeezed flattened.

Setoguchi Iwajiro could even hear the sound of bones breaking on his waist.

Under the violent impact, Setoguchi Iwajiro instantly lost consciousness below his waist.

However, the old Japanese were indeed tenacious. They gritted their teeth and raised the southern pistolman again. They aimed at the observation hole of the tank in front of them with three shots.

A muffled groan sounded in the observation hole, as if someone had been shot.

"Hehehe..." Setoguchi Iwajiro immediately smiled hysterically.

The next moment, a shuttle bullet burst violently. Setoguchi Iwajiro felt that his body was torn apart by something, and then he fell into endless darkness.

Before his death, Setoguchi Iwajiro had only despair.

...

Also desperate were Masato Motota, the commander of the 8th Division, and Chief of Staff Tetsuji Akai.

Hearing the roar of the plane engine, Masato Honda and Tetsuji Akai rushed out of the shelter of the division headquarters immediately, and even ignored the adjutant's repeated warnings.

Because the two old Japanese were so shocked that they could not believe everything they saw!

But I saw that the sky in the northwest was full of Chinese aircraft! Even the most conservative estimate was that there were at least 500 aircraft!

"Baga!" Tetsuji Akai's curse almost popped out of his teeth, "How is that possible?"

"It's over!" Honda Masato closed his eyes in pain. The old Japanese had realized the seriousness of the problem. The sudden appearance of a large group of Chinese Air Force aircraft made Honda Masato react immediately. They were deceived from the beginning, and Zhong Yi had been using tactical deceptions to them!

However, Honda's political talents still maintain the calmness of soldiers.

Although he knew that the entire central cluster and even the entire Myanmar condemnation army were in an unprecedented desperate situation, Honda Masato still responded correctly as soon as possible.

"Order!" Masato Honda said gritting his teeth, "All infantry corpses gave up their attack and turned to defense on the spot. The direct corps immediately entered the preset defensive position. All troops, without receiving the order from the division headquarters, are not allowed to retreat half a step. Even if they fight to the last soldier, they are absolutely not allowed to retreat!"

"Hayi!" Tetsuji Akai paused his head with a tragic expression.

"In addition," said Masato Honda again, "Please telegraph the headquarters and Yangon General Headquarters. The 8th Division decided to fight for the empire and His Majesty the Emperor until the last moment until the collective jade was broken!"

"Hayi!" Tetsuji Akai paused his head again with a tragic expression.

Then, Tetsuji Akai hurried back to the underground shelter to send a telegram.

But Honda Masato did not return to the underground shelter again, because there was no need for this. He had done everything he should do, and the only thing left was death. The old Japanese had decided to die for his country.

"Teacher Commander!" The adjutant came up and tried to persuade him.

"Get out." Honda Masato pushed the adjutant away, then raised the telescope tremblingly.
Chapter completed!