Boom boom boom...!

A army full of guns and food whizzed past the rails, and the plaster flag on the front of the car drifted in the breeze.

The train was white smoke and birds slowly drove into the station with the rumbling sound. The Japanese soldiers above set up machine guns and observed the situation around them vigilantly.

This is a small town called Panragorn on the front line, only 80 kilometers away from Yangon. It was originally famous for producing jade. The British opened a railway here early. Now, as a front-line supply station of the Japanese army, the supplies sent from the rear are basically delivered here.

"くそっ!だんだんだんがが…there are fewer and fewer things coming from behind."

Looking at the large pile of supplies unloaded from the train, Ryosuke Japanese Hoikawashima, standing on the sentry tower, holding a gun to alert, couldn't help but sigh.

In the past, three to five military trains arrived here every week, but now there is only half a month when a train comes here, which is incomparable.

"Ryojiejun, don't you know that the railway behind was bombed very seriously. There are not many lines that can maintain rail transportation. Our place is still a pure land."

The companion next to him lay on the machine gun, drooping his eyelids and preaching. As a veteran, he knew better what was happening here and was no longer surprised by this.

In addition to the supplies added to this period, two squadrons of soldiers also got off from the rear train carriages, and several soldiers were blowing the assembly whistle and shouting loudly.

On the surface, the soldiers were no more than sixteen or seventeen years old, and each one was not very thin. Some were not as tall as the gun bar, and their tender faces were full of surprise and at a loss.

"Damn it, what's the reinforcements sent by the base camp now are like this?" Liang Jie clenched his fists and couldn't help but curse. Rather than being soldiers, it's better to talk about those children who are just wearing military uniforms.

The machine gunner lit a cigarette, took two puffs and handed it to Ryoke's mouth, and then said without any comment: "This group of soldiers seems to be going to replenish the 75th Regiment. It seems that Higawa Daizuo is probably going to curse people."

Ryosuke took the cigarette and looked at the companion beside him in surprise. The other party was like an outsider, and seemed to not care about this matter.

"Ishihara, how could you say that?"

"Ha... I'm very sorry for Ryosuke, I'm the one who made me lose my word." Ishihara, a machine gunner, glanced at Ryosuke and smiled contemptuously. Although he said he was apologizing, his tone was indescribable.

Seeing the other party's attitude, Liang Jie was also very angry and turned around and said to himself:

"The base camp should mobilize more young people to take weapons to serve the emperor, instead of sending these baby soldiers to come here to help us and transfer all the elites to the Pacific to fight the Americans. What should I do here in Myanmar? There are only a group of new recruits who have never fought and cowards who do not want to fight. It would be strange if they can win!"

Hearing these remarks, Ishihara sneered and said nothing more. She didn't think about it. If there were still young and strong people in China, would it be as for these baby soldiers to go to the battlefield?

If anyone who said he was a coward and dared not fight in the past was sarcastic, then Ishihara would definitely rush forward and slap him in the face.

But now... I have fought for five years and moved from the Chinese battlefield to Myanmar. I have experienced too many things and have seen through some things.

The young soldier around him seemed to have maintained his enthusiasm for war all the way, which is not necessarily a good thing. He has seen too many people with this idea, and now... most of them have already met Master Amaterasu.

Shi Yuan was lucky. After fighting for so many years, he had never been bitten by a bullet. His comrades around him changed one after another like leeks. Some were promoted to the top, and some were buried in the soil of foreign countries and rotting, but no matter what, they could not change the fact that they were victims of war.

Logically speaking, if he had a five-year military service, he would have to be a lieutenant, but it was precisely because of his scammers and tricks in some aspects that he was still a top-notch soldier.

However, Ishihara didn't care. Being an officer means more responsibility and dedication. He has witnessed too many lieutenant soldiers who rushed to the front line with a samurai sword. Without exception, most of them became cold corpses, which was really worthless.

The unpleasant conversation put the atmosphere into an awkward situation. The two of them did not chat anymore, fiddling with their own weapons, and passing the time was bored.

Looking at the mountains to the west, the sun had already hidden, and the afterglow of the setting sun reflected the sky red. Ryosuke couldn't help but think of the fiancée far away in his hometown. I don't know how she was doing at this time...

Just as he was dazed, a terrifying roar of filial piety suddenly appeared in the sky from far to near. With the roar, dozens of fire dragons slowly rose from the other end of the mountain range and attacked here at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"あれはHeですか? Cannon...Arson!?"

Liang Jie exclaimed, and the "fire dragons" that were like falling from meteorites continued to magnify in his childhood hole.

Before he could react, Ishihara next to him pressed him down, and then he was covered with countless fire lights, and the huge explosion drowned everything!

boom!

boom!

boom!

…

At this moment, in a low-lying open space seven kilometers away, thirteen Katyusha rocket launchers were firing one rocket after another at a speed of lightning.

When the rocket rushed out of the launch vehicle, the harsh sound was like the roar of death. The smoke and firelight flew across the sky like countless fire dragons, and the firepower covered it suddenly came like a storm.

At this time, only the Japanese at the center of the attack felt the most deeply.

The terrifying power of rockets is self-evident. What makes people despair is the round of uninterrupted bombardment. Not to mention ordinary soldiers, even the strong fortress fortress and steel armor will be wiped out in an instant.

Countless shells hit the station like raindrops. In an instant, most of the unresponsive Japanese troops and the materials they stocked up in the station were bombed into the sky. The trains parked on the tracks were cut off by several rockets, and the huge carriage instantly turned into a pile of scrap iron.

More than ten seconds later, the place fell into a dead silence. Under the baptism of 208 rockets, the broken limbs and legs on the ground were in a mess. The charred soil mixed with blood appeared in a strange color. The wailing of the injured became the only sound here.

The sentry tower where Ishihara and the others were already bombed. In his last consciousness before he was unconscious, he only remembered that a shell exploded not far away, and his body was blown away by the shock wave.

"ah…"

Ryosuke, who was lying on the ground, twitched his fingers. He didn't know how long it took him to gradually regain consciousness. He slowly opened his eyes, and the tragic situation that caught his eyes made him feel desperate.

Ryosuke sat up as hard as he could, looked around, and Ishihara fell five or six meters away. He remembered that the other party had just thrown him down regardless of danger, and he was so sad that he rolled forward.

"Ishihara Jun? Ishihara Jun! Please cheer up!"

He shook Ishihara who was lying on the ground, but the other party had no response. Ryosuke turned Ishihara over with force. Only then did he find that a broken wooden board as wide as a palm had been inserted into Ishihara's back waist, almost penetrated the entire abdominal cavity, and intestines were flowing out of the broken wound on his stomach.

"Medical Soldier! Where is the medical Soldier!? Help!"

Liangsuke was so scared that he shouted loudly, but everyone was in danger now, so who could notice him? Moreover, even if the Daluo God came, he would be unable to turn the world back...

The new recruits who had just got off the train were killed and injured. Some soldiers who survived were staring blankly at the devastated ground, and the unformed corpses fell on the ground. The tragic situation that could not be described in words was vivid in their minds. They never dreamed that the real battlefield was even more terrifying than the Shura Hell.

In just ten seconds, most of the more than 1,000 Japanese soldiers in the station were killed or killed, and the Japanese veterans who survived were even more frightened. They couldn't understand what kind of artillery could drain so many shells in such a short time.

Did the enemy use hundreds of large-caliber howitzers? How could there be no sign of so many artillery deployments?

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At the same time, Katyusha rocket launcher position...

The first actual combat opened the eyes of the soldiers. Such a destructive power was unheard of, and it was so exciting!

"Hurry! Be quick and move quickly, cooperate with the loading hands, don't be fucking hard!"

Judging from the information sent back from the frontier observation post, the first round of shooting was very good, basically annihilated most of the targets in the station and the Japanese army had vitality, but the order issued by the head of the head was to shoot the target two rounds, and the remaining shells were not allowed to get off work until the remaining shells were shot.
Chapter completed!