Super Dictator

When Wang Shizhen led the commando into Jinzhou City through the gap, the Japanese had not yet recovered from the shock.

"Quick, quick, grab the east gate!" Wang Shizhen said almost without hesitation.

The gap is too small, which is not conducive to the attack of subsequent troops. If the east gate can be captured, the time for the army to enter the city will be greatly reduced.

"Capture Yamachi Motoji alive!" The commando team's morale was boosted when they heard the loud shouts from behind.

He followed Wang Shizhen and rushed toward the east gate regardless of his own safety. The gap itself was in the east city wall, not far from the east gate.

The Japanese guarding the city gate were awakened from their sleep by the loud explosion, and then they realized that the Chinese army was not far away from them.

"Kill." Wang Shizhen threw a grenade fiercely, and the five soldiers running in front also followed suit.

Suddenly, there were boom, boom, and several explosions, and the Japanese at the gate of the city immediately took action.

Wang Shizhen was overjoyed to see the progress was so smooth.

The reason why it went so smoothly is inseparable from the carelessness of the Japanese. The Japanese did not expect that the Qing army would dare to go deep into the hinterland and attack Jinzhou. Therefore, their defense in Jinzhou was not tight at all. There were only a few soldiers on guard at night, and most of them had already Fall asleep.

"You, you and you, you, you, the five of you go and open the city gate, and the rest of you will prepare for defense immediately." Wang Shizhen gave orders one by one in an orderly manner.

The more than 20 special forces soldiers of the fire brigade did not need Wang Shizhen's orders at all. They quickly found the commanding heights, crawled on the ground, and stared at the city without blinking, waiting for the arrival of Japanese reinforcements.

The loud noise also woke up Yamachi Motoharu, who was sleeping soundly. Yamachi Motoharu stood up hurriedly and reached for the bedside to grab, but he couldn't grab the clothes. It turned out that he had been blind in one eye since he was a child. He was known as the "One-eyed Dragon" because he could see Things are a little off.

The clothes accidentally fell under the bed, and he searched for them for a long time but couldn't find them.

"Your Excellency, Division Commander, the Qing army has made a sneak attack and is attacking the city!" Yamachi Motoharu was still looking for military uniforms, but the exclamation of Chief of Staff Odera Yasumi came from outside.

Yamachi Motoharu had no choice but to pick up his coat from the wall and put it on. He held a command knife in his hand, wrapped his pocket cloth around it, and quickly went out.

The door was already occupied by Japanese generals of all sizes, including Osako Shoatoshi, who had not yet returned to the First Army.

Seeing Shanchi Yuanji's nondescript attire, all the Japanese looked strange.

"What did you say, Qing army? The Qing army came from there." Shanchi Yuanji was a little unconvinced at first, but this was the time when the Chinese soldiers shouted loudly.

The voice of "Capture Yamachi Motoji alive!" was faintly heard from the east. Yamachi Motoji could understand a few words of Chinese, but he was so angry after hearing this.

"Baga, hurry up, hurry up, kill them for me." Yamachi Motoharu jumped to his feet and roared to Major Saito Nobuaki next to him.

Shanchi Yuanji has never been a good-tempered person. On the contrary, he has a violent temper, so he ordered the massacre of unarmed civilians in Port Arthur.

"Hai!" the major responded quickly, turned around and walked away. In fact, the Japanese army had already rushed to the east, but the major only dared to carry out the order when he was furious.

"How many enemies are there? Where are they from? Whose troops are they?" Yamachi Motoharu asked several questions in succession, but unfortunately no one could answer them. Everyone had just woken up from their sleep, and the guards at the east gate had not yet spread the news. Come here, who knows.

"Baga, what do you all do for food?" Shanchi Yuanji was furious and wanted to scold him. Japanese people had already come quickly from the east gate to report the news.

"Your Excellency, something bad has happened. The Qing army has opened the east gate, and thousands of people are entering the city from there." After a second lieutenant finished speaking, he almost crawled on the ground and did not dare to move.

"What are you talking about? The east gate was actually captured." Yamachi Motoharu kicked the second lieutenant, one of his eyes flashed fiercely, and he said viciously: "Are you all trash?"

"Your Excellency, the Qing army used explosives to blow up the city wall and opened the city gate before we had time to react." the second lieutenant explained tremblingly.

"You trash, you still dare to quibble." Yamachi Motoharu was even more furious. He pulled out his command knife with a clang, and cut off the second lieutenant's head with one strike.

Everyone was as silent as a cicada, not daring to speak out to offend him.

"Immediately dispatch 500 troops from the south and north to support Ximen." Yamachi Yuanji felt somewhat calm after killing someone, regained his composure, and quickly ordered.

The soldiers received the order and flew away.

Odera Anchun said with some worry: "The Qing army will not bury men and horses in other sects, right?"

He was afraid that after Shanchi Yuanji mobilized troops, other sects would become weak.

Shanchi Yuanji was not an ordinary person, and immediately said: "The Qing army attacked the east gate with thousands of people. They were able to hide from our scouts and arrive at the gate of Jinzhou City quietly. There must not be too many people and horses. Thousands are already there." That's the limit, so I concluded that they don't have any more people."

"Hmph, just a few thousand men and horses want to attack our Jinzhou. They are extremely arrogant. Come and prepare horses. I, Yamachi Genji, will go to the east gate to take command personally." Yamachi Genji does not take the Chinese army in his eyes at all.

At the east gate, the Japanese support team had just arrived, and the battle had already become fierce. The first ones to shoot were the sharpshooters of the fire brigade. They were the kings of the night, and the range of sniper rifles was much farther than ordinary fast guns. The Japanese had just appeared. At the intersection.

The crisp sound of gunshots rang out from all over the city wall. Dozens of Japanese were caught off guard and fell down one after another after being shot. They died extremely unjustly, with their eyes wide open before they died.

Wang Shizhen commanded from the center unhurriedly, and the soldiers of the commando team lurked on the soil where the smoke was still lingering and the blood was still wet and the smell of blood was strong, and they built Japanese corpses one by one as temporary trenches.

"Don't shoot, wait until the Japanese are close before shooting." Wang Shizhen saw that the sergeant was about to make a move after hearing the gunshot, so she couldn't help but stop him.

Of course, his orders were directed at rank-and-file sergeants.

"Boom" a shell suddenly landed not far away from Wang Shizhen, startling him.

It turned out that the Japanese saw that their city gate was occupied, and the enemy's marksmanship was accurate, so they couldn't help but bring in artillery to bombard them.

"Kill!" The Japanese launched an attack amidst the sound of cannons.

"Hit!" Wang Shizhen gave the order, and gunfire suddenly erupted on the battlefield.

The sparks from the muzzle immediately allowed the Japanese to figure out where the Chinese soldiers were lurking.

There was another boom, several booms, and the shells fell among the commando soldiers.

More than a dozen soldiers could not escape and died under the Japanese cannon.

Seeing this, Wang Shizhen roared: "The fire brigade will cover us. The others will charge. Commander Wei is coming soon. We must guard the city gate."

More than twenty sharpshooters, regardless of hiding their identities, jumped out of the darkness and sniped at the Japanese crazily.

Wang Shizhen led the rest of the commandos in a desperate charge.

Bang bang bang, the two sides fired at each other with guns at first, and when the distance was closer, the commandos threw grenades one after another.

A large number of Japanese fell down immediately, but unfortunately there was an endless stream of Japanese rushing forward from behind.

Soon, the two armies collided.

The sounds of gold and iron, the sounds of broken bones, the sounds of sharp blades piercing flesh, as well as the angry curses of the soldiers of the two armies and the wails before death formed the main theme of this battlefield.

Kill, because after Wei Jichen heard the explosion, he ordered the charge without stopping at all. Therefore, the army started to enter the city almost as soon as the commandos rushed towards the Japanese.

Seeing the behavior of the commandos, Wei Jichen paused for a moment, drew out his sword, and shouted: "Brothers, charge forward to avenge the compatriots in Lushun."

"Revenge, revenge!" the soldiers shouted wildly and rushed forward regardless of their own safety. At this time, there was no need for any formation or strategy at all.

When we meet on a narrow road, the brave wins.

Wei Jichen led the follow-up troops to arrive in time, which immediately caused the Japanese to panic. Originally they were just on par with the commandos, but now they immediately retreated.

Wei Jichen was more calm at this time. He was in the middle of his own army. Relying on his marksmanship, he fired his bow from left to right, claiming Japanese lives one after another.

"Wei Zi's army is here. Anyone who dares to stop him will die!" Wei Jichen shouted loudly. When the surrounding sergeants heard him shouting like this, they immediately shouted with great pride.

"Wei Zi's army is here, anyone who dares to block it will die!" The roars formed a river, shaking the entire Jinzhou City.

Yamachi Motoharu, who was halfway on the road and was rushing here, heard the roaring. He immediately pulled the reins and asked: "What do the Chinese call?"

"Your Excellency, this is the army of Wei Jichen, the god of death." When the Japanese invaded China, how could there be so few people who knew Chinese among the armies.

Since the most powerful general of the First Division, Nogi Nogi, died at the hands of Wei Jichen, the name Wei Zijun has become taboo in the First Division.

Everyone in the First Division hated and feared Wei Jichen.

"Wei Jichen actually led his troops here. No wonder the Qing army attacking Fuzhou was not strong. No wonder the east gate was opened quickly." Shanchi Yuanji was a little panicked. Fortunately, he has been in the army for many years and has never seen anything like this. , and immediately calmed down.

"Quickly, build a new line of defense here. Don't go to the front line to join the chaos." Yamachi Motoji saw that reinforcements from the north and south gates had arrived, and he immediately issued new orders.

And let the other gates continue to add troops here. Now that Wei Zijun has entered the city, Shanchi Yuanji thinks that there is no use guarding the other gates. It is better to gather all the soldiers together and start a decisive battle with Wei Zijun.

However, as soon as he issued this order, he saw his own soldiers fleeing like a tide on the street leading to the east gate.

Behind our own soldiers, the extremely ferocious Wei Zijun was chasing after them. Some soldiers who ran a little slower were immediately cut into pieces with random knives.

The cries of ghosts and howls of wolves were mixed with gunshots, and the whole scene was extremely chaotic.

"Baga, stop!" Shanchi Yuanji's face changed drastically and he roared. He even pulled out his gun and killed several soldiers running at the front.

"Oh my God, death is coming. Run away."

However, the soldiers were scared to death. The Japanese who had just fought against Wei Zijun understood why Wei Zijun was able to win consecutive battles because the opponent did not regard themselves as human beings at all.

Wei Jichen is the god of death, and the soldiers of Wei Zijun are the scythes of death. They are the most ferocious machines on the battlefield, with only the enemy in their eyes and no life of their own.