Chapter 1495 The Island Country That Was Shot

The World of Jing Wu and Chen Zhen, September 1937, Songhu Battlefield.

At a glance, black smoke is billowing, covering the sky and the sun, with broken walls and ruins, and there are corpses lying on the ground, blood is everywhere, screams, guns, and hawking are endless.

In this Sino-Japanese war, the national army has more than 600,000 Chen soldiers, and the Japanese army has assembled about 200,000 troops. The two sides have been fighting fiercely for more than a month.

Neither the Japanese army nor the national army discovered that there were tens of thousands of extra troops in the national army's position and on the Japanese army's position, according to the ratio of three to one.

"Boom~"

A shell from the light cruiser accurately landed on the position of a battalion of the national army. At least nearly a hundred people were killed instantly, and more than a hundred people were either seriously injured or passed out.

"This is my weapon?"

Panlong Great World Hongmeng was wearing a tattered military uniform that was riddled with holes everywhere. The military uniform was completely stained dark red by gunpowder smoke and blood.

Panlong Great World Hongjun looked up at the densely packed planes in the sky, and then at the polished rifle in his hand. It is a relatively famous piece of equipment in the national army. It is a rifle with a long history made in Hanyang. stiffen up.

Slightly adapting to his extremely frail body, Hong Meng gently pulled the bolt of the gun, looked at the only two bullets inside, his facial muscles couldn't help shaking a few times, and then couldn't help closing his eyes.

Although Wanjielou sealed them as ordinary people, it did not cut off their connection with the magic phone. Now they almost understand what kind of hell-level dungeon they have entered.

It's just that he never expected that he was only given a handful of Hanyang made with only two bullets.

"I'm envious~"

Lin Meng, who was at the side of the star-enlarged world, said Youyou, his tone full of envy, jealousy and hatred.

He only had a broad-backed broadsword in his hand, and if it was an undamaged broadsword, he wouldn't say anything. How can there be a broadsword with only two fingers and a wide blade left? Can such a knife kill people?

"Seeing the weapons in your hands, my mood suddenly improved a lot."

Hongmeng, who was hiding in the tunnel of the position, said with a light smile.

In his hand he holds an official rifle, which is more advanced than that made in Hanyang, and it has one more bullet than Panlong Great World Hongmeng, so what else can he complain about.

"How do you fight this?"

Panlong Great World Linley held a kitchen knife in his hand, and curled up under the position, not daring to stand up.

From the corner of his eyes, he could clearly see the regular troops around him, dying almost every second.

Although he didn't want to admit it, Panlong Great World Linley also knew that the opponent's Japanese army was far superior to their national army in terms of equipment and elite level.

"Ding dong! Congratulations to Leng Feng, the customer of Wanjielou, for successfully getting the first kill!"

Just as the customers of Wanjielou were complaining about the indescribably bad weapons in their hands, a clear reminder sounded in their ears, accompanied by impassioned music.

"Get a kill so quickly!"

In the tunnel of the position, Master Tongtian frowned, his face was full of black lines, and he was constantly pulling the bolt made by Hanyang in his hand, adapting to his weak body and worn-out weapons, when he suddenly heard a reminder in his ear, his complexion was a little ugly.

He not only had to adapt to his frail body, but also to his outdated weapons. Compared with some regular soldiers from the technological world, the strength gap between the two sides was too great.

"I always feel a little unsafe to dig a little further down."

Looking at the bodies of several national soldiers who were blown to pieces by a bomb, Yuanshi Tianzun couldn't help but trembled, and quickly bent down to dig the tunnel again with the shovel in his hand.

Losing his powerful strength, he has no sense of security at all. He always feels that the tunnels in the position are too shallow, and he can't wait to dig a tunnel 100 meters deep to hide below.

"Junior Sister Nuwa, can you lend me your weapon?"

Taoist Zhunti only had a wooden stick the thickness of an arm in his hand.

Looking at the Czech machine gun in Nuwa's hand, he almost drooled.

The firepower of the Japanese army is so powerful, with aircraft, artillery, and warships, it is very likely that they will not fight in close combat. The weapons of the national army are so poor, and it is even more impossible to take the initiative to attack. How can he kill the enemy with only a wooden stick?

Nuwa hugged the Czech machine gun tightly, and suddenly lost her powerful strength. Only the only weapon in her hand could make her feel a little bit safe.

"Ding dong! The Western Gods Alliance is completely wiped out!"

On the Wanjie public platform, the number of deaths continued to increase. However, they were all intermittent deaths. Suddenly, the long and quiet reminder sounded again.

The Alliance of Western Gods is a world connected by Wanjielou, an alliance formed by some Western gods and Western powerhouses.

They thought they would use their identities as Americans to infiltrate the Japanese army's positions and use bombs to harvest a wave of enemies, but who knew that they were directly shot to death by the Japanese with machine guns.

"Separate quickly, our goal is too obvious."

The head sweeper of Shaolin Temple Buddhism saw people getting headshots in Shaolin Temple Buddhism, especially when he heard the game reminder sound, he hurriedly shouted.

They were only sniped by the Japanese infantry before, but when he heard that all the Western God Alliance had died in battle, he thought they were killed by a bomb, and only then did he think that the Japanese aviation soldiers in the sky might find the whiteness below and drop the bombs.

"We can't hide below like this, can we?"

Shi Hao carried a corpse of a Japanese soldier, and looked at the Japanese army's position from time to time, his face was ugly, they were almost suppressed by the opponent's people, unable to lift their heads.

It made him feel so stuffy.

"Everyone listen to the order! Ten minutes after the commander's order, launch a general offensive to regain the lost positions. If anyone is afraid of the enemy and does not move forward, the supervisory team will directly follow the law."

At this moment, roars sounded from behind all the positions, and behind the positions, there was a Central Army with a weapon aiming at the position with cold eyes.

Everyone in Wanjie Building, "...".

"Beep beep..."

With the sound of the charge, the national army in all positions rushed out, covering the sky and everywhere, like an ant colony, rushing towards the Japanese positions one after another.

All the people in Wanjielou rushed forward, except for the customers from the Huaxia department, and everyone else looked reluctant.

There are planes on it, warships in the sea, and countless Japanese troops pulling the trigger frantically on the Japanese positions. This is simply walking in the hail of bullets. Whether you can survive is entirely up to luck.

"Teacher, follow us."

Jiang Lan, Tianzun Xiaoyao, Tianzun Piaoyu and others held various old rifles, standing in front of Hongmeng, Lin Meng and others, and advancing slowly.

This time in the "Supreme Glory" event, it doesn't matter whether they can pass the level. If Lin Meng and Hong Meng can pass the level, they may be able to break through the bottleneck of the tenth-level intermediate peak and become the tenth-level advanced state.

"Finally rushed to the position!"

Tianzun Xiaoyao and Tianzun Piaoyu were killed one after another, Hongmeng and others rushed to the position and handed over the Japanese army.

"idiot!"

A Japanese soldier held a 38 rifle and yelled at Panlong Great World Hongmeng, and rushed over.

Hearing this, Panlong Great World Hongmeng frowned, his eyes flashed coldly, and he went forward to meet them. He was not afraid of these Japanese soldiers in close combat.

"Fucking hell, you Japanese devils are waiting. When the event is over, I will kill all the Japanese devils that can be killed."

Not far away, Song Huizong Zhao Ji was stabbed through the stomach by a Japanese soldier, lying on the ground, screaming in pain, and cursed.

Sun Wukong and Yue Fei couldn't protect the eight of them at all. Even if Yue Fei rescued in time, he was stabbed and almost died.

In order to be relatively fair, all the injuries suffered will act on the nerves of the customers of Wanjielou like real injuries.

It is conceivable how painful Song Huizong Zhao Ji was, and how much he hated the Japanese devil who gave him a knife.

"Fuck! I want to destroy Japan."

On the Wanjie Mall, the monster Goerzan, who was transmitted by the silver beam of light, said angrily with a ferocious expression.

He never thought that he would be stoned to death by a Japanese soldier, and he would never forget that bloodthirsty face.

Gorzan is a monster, his body has been turned into a human being, and it is even more difficult for him to adapt to firearms and close combat.

He ran to the position by chance, but was ridden on the ground by a Japanese soldier and beat him up. I don't know where the Japanese soldier found a stone and beat him to death.

"You died too?"

"You died too?"

"How did you die?"

"Cough, cough, cough...or don't talk about it?"

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On the Wanjie Mall Plaza, less than ten minutes away from the close combat, more than half of the customers of Wanjie Building have been killed.

However, most of the customers of Wanjielou were not killed in close combat, but most of them were killed on the way of charging, and died under the guns.

The customer of Wanjielou was sealed as an ordinary person because of his cultivation experience, but he could still remember some ordinary moves, and in close combat, he gained the upper hand.

"It's too difficult. I don't know if the teacher can support it to the end."

On the square of Wanjie Mall, Tianzun Xiaoyao and Tianzun Piaoyu looked anxious, there were too many dead customers of Wanjielou.

The ability to survive on the battlefield has nothing to do with the strength of the customers of Wanjielou.

On the contrary, people like Leng Feng in the world of Wolf Warriors, Teng Qingshan in the world of Jiudingji, and Captain America are more capable of surviving on the battlefield.

They have participated in such similar battlefields, and they are well aware of the survivability on the battlefield.

"Help me find out which countries are in war with Japan in the world connected by Wanjielou. I want to subsidize their space battleships, atomic bombs, and laser weapons, and let me ruthlessly ravage them."

Many customers of Wanjielou yelled hysterically.

The level of strength of many of them has already touched the barrier to break through to the next level. This time the Supreme Glory is completely an opportunity for them to break through to the next level.

Now it has been obliterated by the Japanese army. They can't complain that the dungeon set by Wanjielou is too difficult, they can only blame the Japanese army for not cooperating.

"Send troops, send me troops now, and all the slaves in the whole country will be provided by the island country in the future."

Under the silver beam of light, two more figures appeared, Song Huizong Zhao Ji and Zhengde Emperor Zhu Houzhao said angrily.

Song Huizong Zhao Ji was stabbed to death with random knives, and Zhengde Emperor Zhu Houzhao was killed by a bomb most directly.

Zhou Yang, "·······".

This has nothing to do with me!