Chapter 14: The Joy of Victory

A series of violent explosions rang out.

Nakajima Kengo looked toward the artillery position, his face turning livid.

"Baka!"

Nakajima Kengo felt that in his entire life, he had never been so frustrated.

Such violent explosions coming from the artillery position meant that Hashimoto, who had led the team there,

had now given his life for the Imperial Army's Holy War!

"Order the troops to immediately conduct the third charge."

Two platoons of brothers had wiped out over three hundred of the little devils!

Swaths of devils fell on the street.

"Boom-rumble... boom... boom-boom-boom..."

"It's smooth, the texture is very good."

"Charge... charge... charge forward..."

"In the battle just now, what were the casualties of the troops?"

Judging by the firepower, the opposing National Revolutionary Army only had two platoons.

The penetrating power of the Type 38 Rifle was very strong; Nakajima Kengo's head was pierced through by Yu Hua.

No matter how they resisted, it was all in vain.

When the devil infantry charged.

Two crates of shells, twenty shells in total.

"Yes!"

Three Machine Guns also began to spit flames at the devils.

Yu Dazhu saluted Yu Hua, "Yes... Platoon Leader!"

Yu Hua did not give Nakajima Kengo any chance at all.

Two Mortars fired four shells at the devils' Grenade Launcher Squad.

According to the situation of the Republic of China Army, it was impossible for them to be equipped with artillery.

This firepower was absolutely crushing the little devils.

"Touching it... this tactile sensation!"

"Platoon Leader, my name is Yu Dazhu, everyone calls me Zhuzi."

Because the civilian houses here had been heavily bombed by the devils' previous artillery fire.

Coming to our land to burn, kill, and loot, and now wanting to run—how could that be allowed?

At this moment!

Yu Hua gave the order to let loose; they could fire all the remaining ammunition.

Nakajima Kengo had no choice but to lead the troops in a charge.

Even if they had Mortars, they wouldn't know how to use them.

Hitting the target with one shot, Yu Hua followed up by sniping other devil soldiers.

Now he had strong troops and sturdy horses, with two Mortars.

After all!

A small squad of devils crowded around Nakajima Kengo.

They were afraid.

The devils still had machine gunners leading the way, strafing the civilian houses on both sides of the street.

The gunfire on the street began to die down bit by bit.

Yu Hua let out a stern shout, and the Sichuan Army soldiers hurriedly withdrew their restless little hands.

Such a battle record was absolutely unique in the Third War Zone.

The battle on the street was a one-sided massacre.

"Watanabe, I can't take it anymore."

Fight to the death with this group of National Revolutionary Army soldiers!

"Since you have been a gunner, I will hand these two cannons over to you."

Yu Hua, along with Wei Dayong and the two machine gunners from earlier, arrived at the rear of Nakajima Kengo.

Nakajima Kengo was so angry that he waved the Command Sword in his hand, slashing wildly.

With seventy men left, Yu Hua did not panic at all in his heart.

"Baka!"

The fleeing devil soldiers were all shot in the head by Yu Hua and fell into a pool of blood.

This time, Nakajima Kengo chose to attack from the end of the street.

The Sichuan Army soldiers also gathered around.

Catching the devil soldiers off guard.

"Alright... alright..."

Finally!

Yu Hua held a Type 38 Rifle!

He looked at this old devil, Nakajima Kengo.

The devils' Grenade Launcher Squad began to bomb the civilian houses on both sides of the street.

"For the Imperial Army's Holy War, for the Greater East Asia Co-Prosperity Sphere in the Far East."

After dealing with the Mortar gunners, Yu Hua brought over Yang Jun.

"Reinforce the fortifications; I reckon the devils' final attack is about to come."

"Let's return to the battalion together."

The devils' Grenadier Squad was blown into a state of chaos.

Some of the little devils simply couldn't take it anymore and chose to flee this cruel street directly.

Some little devils, seeing the street before them that looked like hell.

Machine Gun crossfire, a formed web of firepower.

"This devil's Mortar, it feels so good to touch!"

The stragglers of the 16th Division were also all incredibly excited.

"Take out the little devils' Grenade Launcher."

There was no other way, in order to complete the combat mission.

Just now he was gambling that even if the opposing National Revolutionary Army had captured the Mortar.

Under the leadership of Yu Dazhu.

The little devils had no company commander to direct them and were now each fighting on their own.

This time, although Nakajima Kengo was holding the rear, he was cowering at the back of the formation.

"Platoon Leader, counting the previous wounded soldiers."

The Type 38 Rifle aimed at the fleeing little devils, one shot for each!

"Bang!"

A small detachment of devils covering Nakajima Kengo.

"Reporting to Platoon Leader."

"Bomb the hell out of them for me."

"This time I will hold the line myself!"

After returning to the building, everyone saw there were two of the devils' Mortars.

They were also stunned for a moment.

Now that the Grenade Launcher had been destroyed, Nakajima Kengo was so angry he was about to vomit blood.

That was the opponent using the Mortar to shell indiscriminately.

He did not expect that the opposing National Revolutionary Army actually had artillerymen.

"Oda, run with me."

"Don't touch them anymore, you all; if these two cannons are touched until they break."

On the residential house!

Yu Hua saw the little devils wanted to escape; could he let the little devils go?

"Baka!"

This time he wanted to completely annihilate the little devils inside the city.

Nakajima Kengo was two hundred and fifty meters away from Yu Hua.

"Yu Dazhu!"

Nakajima Kengo, who was directing the charge, was shot in the center of his brow.

After all, this was a technical branch of service.

Yu Hua pulled the trigger.

All four shells hit their targets.

Yu Hua was not certain; he had to wait for Nakajima Kengo to continue moving forward.

The dense web of firepower was like a fishing net descending from the sky.

"Bang bang!! ——"

"Platoon Leader!"

Nakajima Kengo waved the Command Sword in his hand, jumping up and down while shouting.

Looking at the twenty or so soldiers beside him, Yu Hua grinned.

"You pick a few who are a bit sharper and set up the artillery frame for me."

"Warriors of the Emperor!"

But, he never expected.

The opponent not only had artillerymen, but this artilleryman's skill was truly damn accurate.

"Oh, don't mention it, it's smooth and slick!"

The Sichuan Army had just finished reinforcing the fortifications.

Fifty devil soldiers followed Nakajima Kengo together.

The worst-case scenario, Nakajima Kengo had thought of it.

"It's... it's..."

They never imagined that there would be a Republic of China Army ambush behind them.

"Watch out or I'll whip you."

He had also bet that the opponent had no artillerymen.

Right now!

"I served as a Mortar gunner in the 16th Division."

Yu Hua put down the Telescope and shouted at Yu Dazhu.

The little devils' mortar fire is gone; now they can only rely on grenade launchers.

Yu Hua nodded, "Fine."

Encircle the little devils.

"Our platoon currently has seventy men still able to fight!"

Many houses on one floor were blown open.

"Hahaha!"

What came into view were nothing but corpses... severed limbs and broken arms!

Once a sense of fear arises, the devils' morale and fighting will shall decline.

"Platoon Leader, we won!"

What a pity!

A flustered and exasperated Nakajima Kengo prepared to take the remaining fifty or so men.

"Bang!"

"What's your name?" Yu Hua looked at this chubby soldier.

A chubby soldier took the initiative to strike up a conversation.

A distance of five hundred meters!

Nakajima Kengo intended to use this place as a breakthrough point to charge into the rooms at the end of the street.

Several Sichuan Army soldiers stroked the two mortars up and down... unable to keep their hands off them.

"Platoon Leader, these mortars are even smoother than the mortars at our Division headquarters."

Yang Jun laughed happily.

"Which of you has fired a mortar before?"

Yu Hua patted Yang Jun on the shoulder.

The only suppressive firepower was gone.

The little devils aren't invulnerable either; one shot will still leave a hole in them.

Yu Hua looked at the excited soldiers of the 16th Division; he knew this was the joy of victory.

(End of this chapter)