"I'm going to fight the machine gun hard, don't use rifles. Change all the pistols for me. Grenades should be sent up quickly. If you see the Japanese, throw them up. Be careful. They are going to attack and hold on. Never let them in. If they come in, we will be done." Mao Yuanshan said while carrying a box of grenades.

When the security team heard Mao Yuanshan's words, they looked outside, and the Japanese were indeed desperate and came up in the rain of bullets. When they were at the most nervous, they still had several grenades in. Good guys, the grenade launcher was no longer hidden.

"Brothers, this is the last round of attacks of the Japanese, crushing them." Mao Yuanshan threw out a grenade and said loudly. In fact, at this time, I couldn't see clearly what was going on outside, and at this time I didn't have that much time to see it. They only knew to throw the grenade out.

The machine gunner killed one of the machine gunners and immediately pushed them up. The arms of the bomber were already sore, but no one stopped because they knew very well that if they didn't block them at this moment, we would be ourselves.

More than a dozen boxes of grenades went out in an instant. For the Japanese, this was a hell, and they greeted you with several grenades, and those light and heavy machine guns were firing bullets as hard as they didn't have money.

Sato watched this scene with tears in his eyes. There were less than thirty people left, and he was also a little scared. To be honest, on the land of China, these Japanese were not afraid yet, but at this moment, death was so close to him.

Soon this guy didn't need to be afraid, because the mortar had already discovered them, and several shells came roaring over, making them feel that the end of the world was coming.

A shell exploded not far from Sato, and the shrapnel instantly entered the guy's body. It is certain that he couldn't survive anymore. With a hint of unwillingness, Sato Hiroshi was loyal to their emperor like this.

Once Sato died, the remaining people basically lost their confidence in continuing. Why are these people different from the Chinese people they met in the past? Didn’t the Chinese people in the past surrender when they saw their great Japanese Imperial Army? When did they become so powerful?

More than a dozen Japanese devils didn't even care about the corpses on the ground, and just took their people to run away quickly. For them, this place was a terrible hell, eroding their lives every moment.

"Captain, it seems that the Japanese are running away." Zhang Dashan glanced outside. It had been a long time since he heard the sound of the Type 38 rifle. It was impossible for us to beat them to death. They must have run away.

"Haha, this is the so-called Bushido spirit. It's not our opponent. I really should take a photo and send it to them online." Mao Yuanshan quickly went up and took a look. Sure enough, there was no one outside.

"Captain, what website? What were you talking about?" Zhang Dashan next to him couldn't understand the captain's meaning.

"It's nothing. Hurry up and see the wounded. There are only a few people in the city. Don't be afraid of them. Send all of us to the hospital." Realizing that he had said the wrong thing, he quickly found an excuse to divert the attention of these people. Otherwise, if they really asked the truth, they really didn't know how to explain to them.

When they heard Mao Yuanshan's words, they were very happy, and their smiles were gone. The corpses on the ground proved that they were indeed seriously injured. There were more than 300 security teams, and the dozens of people coming from Director Ma, now only half of them can fight, and there are more than a dozen seriously injured people.

Two of the fifteen cloned soldiers died, and they were created like ordinary people. The other cloned soldiers could not see any emotional fluctuations on their faces, and they also felt indescribable in their hearts.

"Brothers, don't be sad. We are all for the backbone of our Chinese people. In order to defend our country, these brothers will not die in vain. If I pass my orders on, everyone who dies will send me 200 oceans to me. If there are elderly people and children at home, I will send me three oceans to me every month. Even if the military pay for these people is not paid, I have to give them first." Many people who heard Mao Yuanshan's words were a little open. It turns out that this place is different from other places. As long as other places die, there is basically nothing left. Not only will it be given a pension, but it will also be given a living expense every month. Even if you are glorious, this family's food and drink will not be a problem.

Dayang is nothing to Mao Yuanshan at this moment. As long as he thinks, he can get it immediately. He doesn’t think about giving it too much. However, in this era, the family’s money is not a good thing, and it is very likely that it will cause a lot of trouble. This is not that everyone is a good person.

The results of the battle were soon counted. 113 people died, 12 people were seriously injured, and 20 people were slightly injured. It can be said that there were great casualties, but the casualties of the Japanese devils were almost the same as those of them.

There was a squadron of more than 150 people and various miscellaneous troops, with a total of about 200 people. Only less than 30 people ran back, and the rest were all dead here.

Mao Yuanshan felt that the victory was a bit bitter. According to his idea, he had already occupied the right time, place and people. Why did so many people die? In the past, I felt that half a month of assault training was almost the same. Unfortunately, I found that it was far inferior to the training of the Japanese devils, and it was not on the same level.

However, the people below were very happy after knowing the results of this battle. You must know that during the Great Wall War, eight Northwest Army soldiers could kill a Japanese devil. Now there are more Japanese devils than us, so I am very satisfied.

Mao Yuanshan also saw another set of numbers in the system, that is, the security team consumed 2,314 grenades, 140,000 bullets of various types, and more than 100 mortar shells. This number shocked Mao Yuanshan.

This is a bit rich. Mao Yuanshan remembers seeing a set of numbers. The elite infantry division of the Republic of China only had tens of thousands of rounds of training ammunition every month, but there were more than one hundred thousand rounds of rounds. That is to say, just now these guys had already fired out two full-time infantry divisions for one month's training ammunition.

Look at the weapons in the hands of the soldiers. Basically, the gun barrels and other things need to be replaced. They are already running overload. If other officials see this situation, they will probably cry to death. There is no way. Who made them too poor? Mao Yuanshan is not worried about this. We have bullets and things to take.

However, the harvest this time was immediately revealed. Mao Yuanshan was promoted to platoon leader and successfully won 16,000 merit points. The biggest contribution was Sato. This kid himself contributed more than a thousand points. It seems that he will still aim at such a commander-level in the future. He is really not as good as the merit points of the soldier.

What a huge fortune for more than 10,000 points of merit, it came like this. When Mao Yuanshan looked at it several times and found that it really existed, he began to be happy. Except for not being able to directly exchange it for the ocean for this system, everything else is OK.

In addition, there are more than 100 worship points, which can be exchanged for more than 1,000 merit points. This has gained a lot. The most important thing is that worship points are constantly increasing, and everyone can provide a little every day.

"I killed two Japanese devils today. Squad leader. I'll avenge you. I can kill Japanese devils too, ah..." Just when Mao Yuanshan was thinking about redeeming something, a man of 1.8 meters tall actually started to cry.

"Sir, let Zhuzi cry. Zhuzi was from the Northwest Army during the Great Wall's War. At that time, they were too miserable. Each of them had only three bullets and had no way to resist the Japanese attack. They could only use their flesh and blood to fight bayonets with the Japanese. But we are basically hungry and full in normal times. How could those Japanese have the strength? Whether it is weapons or bayonets, we can only fail. The squad leader of Zhuzi and several old soldiers were killed by the Japanese. When they were dying, they could not kill a Japanese." Zhang Dashangenzhuzi had a good relationship, so they knew these things very well.

Mao Yuanshan nodded, and the corners of his eyes were a little wet. Our soldiers were not without combat effectiveness, but our weapons were really bad. The Northwest Army was the poorest among the Republic of China army. Many people couldn't even grab a hand. They could only go to the front line with a big sword, but even so, they did not let the Japanese enter the Great Wall. Just this, they were the heroes of the country.

"Zhuzi, if your squad leader knew that Nian was like this, they would be happy for Nian. Stand up for me and don't cry from now on. We will make little Japanese cry." Mao Yuanshan went over and pulled the man up and said.

"Yes, the sir is right. I, Zhuzi, will fight the Japanese with the sir in the future. I will fight wherever you say you want. If I frown, I won't call him Zhuzi." Zhuzi's original name was Wang Dazhu. He was an orphan since he was a child. He knew that his surname was Wang. This name was given by the squad leader in the army.

"Okay, Zhuzi, don't worry, there will never be three bullets in the future. Next, we will work hard to fight the Japanese. Everyone should pay attention and salute." Mao Yuanshan and everyone saluted Zhuzi.

"Sir, why are you doing to salute me?"

"Zhuzi, because you participated in the Great Wall War, what are you doing? To be big, this is defending the country, to be small, this is bringing glory to our men. People have arrived at their doorstep. If we don't give them some color, are we still men? We are not squatting and peeing." Although Mao Yuanshan's words were not very nice, for these soldiers who didn't have much culture, this was the most friendly words. For a moment, the entire security team wanted to fight the Japanese immediately.

"Brothers, starting today, you follow me. Each person is 10 yuan a month, and each person can have a can of meat every day. I will keep my body well. It is best to be strong like a calf, so that I can fight the Japanese and take revenge." Mao Yuanshan said loudly. At this time, it is effective to tell them some things such as national justice, but it is fine to talk about some money and interests.

Everyone cheered. I never heard of a ten-yuan pound a month. Now it really happened. Everyone felt like they were dreaming. What a thing? One person canned meat a day. That's meat. The landlords and old families can't eat meat every day. They think this day is a bit better.

"Monkey, you will organize a team with those brothers who are not good at fighting. Your task is to help me collect some information from the capital city. In addition, the purchase matters are also handed over to you. I know that there is a lot of oil and water here. As long as the food is not too ugly, I will not care about it. There is another one that must be of good quality. I will buy 200 oceans to buy some pork and let the brothers eat it hard at night." Mao Yuanshan wanted to go back and check out his system at this time. It had been ringing several times just now, so he handed over some things to the people below.
Chapter completed!