Three artillery shells formed a perfect glyph and blasted directly towards the three tents in the center of the Japanese camp.

"beat!"

Mi Long and several light machine gunners immediately stood up and fired as soon as they heard the sound of the cannon. The remaining soldiers took out the grenades from their waists, unscrewed the caps, pulled the fuses, and tried their best to remove the smoke.

The grenade was thrown towards the Japanese camp ahead.

The Japanese in the camp were immediately stunned by the sudden explosion.

"kill!"

On the flank of the Japanese army, Bu La, who had been ambushing the mountain for a long time, immediately stood up from the grass when he saw the explosion in the Japanese camp. With a loud roar, he was the first to point his gun at the Japanese army down the mountain.

The camp rushed over.

Wang Zhong is like a precision-guided missile. Where there are the most Japs, the shells fired from the grenade in front of him will land there.

Although the Japs were large in number and the camp was spacious, it was also difficult for them to provide immediate support under a sudden attack.

Moreover, Wang Zhong's first wave of artillery shells was heading towards Motojiro's headquarters on the central mountain.

Yamamoto Jiro and his adjutant were killed along with the headquarters during the first round of shelling. Wang Zhong even fired three more shells just to be on the safe side.

Yamamoto Cilang was also unlucky when he encountered Wang Zhong who had a bug that enabled a plug-in.

Otherwise, if it were a normal confrontation between the two armies, the battle would not have ended up like this. The huge advantage gained by the guerrillas now is basically Wang Zhong's inhuman perception, speed and accuracy.

Endurance is acquired through waiting.

Wang Zhong is like a small radar, able to accurately determine any disturbance within thirty meters around him. No enemy can hide from his perception.

Throwing a grenade a hundred meters away is just an extremely ordinary operation for Wang Zhong. It can be called a movable grenade and mortar.

The accuracy of the grenade thrown by the key king is comparable to the precision-guided missiles of later generations. It can be thrown wherever you want. The same is true for the grenade. It can hit wherever you point.

Under the current situation where all the top commanders and staff were killed, as well as under the powerful firepower and artillery fire of the guerrillas, and under the situation of being attacked from both sides at the same time, the Japanese army, which at this time still claimed to be the "strongest army on the surface," was very

It soon began to collapse.

Dong Dao led the team to advance quickly, still using the attack method of light machine guns and grenades.

Wang Zhong used mortars for precise guidance from the rear, ensuring that no light or heavy machine gun in the Japanese camp could block the front of the guerrillas.

In less than five minutes, the situation in the camp became one-sided.

And all the grenade shells in Wang Zhong's hands were used up.

After firing up all the shells in his hand, Wang Zhong immediately flew forward and flew forward like a bolt of lightning, quickly passing through a distance of tens of meters. The rifle in his hand once again turned into the scythe of death, specifically staring at the Japanese commander.

The grenades on his waist were thrown one by one towards the place where the Japanese army resisted the most fiercely. They always landed in the center of the Japanese army accurately, exerting the maximum power of the grenade.

Li Hu, who was following Wang Zhong, was as excited as a child, and kept looking for the target with the rifle in his hand. As one of the top hunters in Lianhua Town, Li Hu's marksmanship was not as sharp as a sharpshooter, but it was still there.

Definitely not bad.

I don’t say where I hit the target within fifty meters, but I basically hit seven or eight out of ten.

Not long after, Bula, who was covered in blood, rushed towards Wang Zhong and others with his men.

"team leader!"

"Kill!" Wang Zhong responded with only one word, his words full of killing intent.

Bu La grinned, revealing a mouth of yellowish teeth: "Kill!"

Ten minutes later, the battle gradually came to an end. Bula led the men in pursuit for four to five hundred meters, and then stopped the pursuit while panting heavily, and returned to the Japanese camp.

"Captain, what should we do with these prisoners?" Dong Jian asked Wang Zhong who came to his side, looking at the dozens of Japanese soldiers in front of him who were pointed at guns by soldiers and surrounded by dozens of Japanese soldiers.

"Prisoners? We don't even have enough rations ourselves, why should we save it for them?"

Dong Jian's eyes lit up and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "I understand!"

Then with a wave of his hand, two veterans with light machine guns opened fire immediately, and the surrounding soldiers also opened fire.
Chapter completed!