"The construction here is so meticulous and the defenses so strong, even more so than the second line of defense. Especially the tree fort on the top of the mountain. This huge tree has long been like jade. It's a sacred tree, truly a sacred tree! It took hundreds of years to grow into this tree. I don't know how that guy Takeuchi hollowed out the tree. There are so many bullet holes in the tree fort that even the branches are not afraid of direct artillery fire!"
"Not to mention that its trunk can withstand space bombs!"
"Now, the tree roots above the height of two people are all covered with steel and concrete. Extending outward, a group of fortresses emerges. This is the largest main fort on the Nantianmen Gate, and it is also the headquarters of Takeuchi's digging maniac."
"Aren't you Takeuchi now?" Yu Xiaoqing looked at the tree fort on the Nantianmen and said coldly,
Shuoyu and Fanla squatted together, looking at the strange tree fort that stood out in the middle of the place. Such a thing that had grown for hundreds or even thousands of years was destroyed just like that. He didn't know what to think in his heart, but just watched and listened to Yu Xiaoqing opposite him still laughing at this time. Maybe it wasn't a joke, but more of a sarcasm.
But Si La Si La didn't care at all, he just opened his hands and acted like a clown. What he wanted to do was never what Yu Da Tiexue thought. He just wanted him to think about it again.
"Yes, Commander, I am this mountain rat spirit, holding an engineer shovel, with cement in my pocket, and I love digging holes the most in my life, Takeuchi Renzan!"
"Stop talking nonsense and start with your firepower configuration!"
"There's nothing much to say about this. The American allies' planes are flying in the sky all the time. They're short of supplies now. Their heavy artillery has been taken away. All they have left are Type 92 infantry guns, Type 11 anti-tank guns, Type 75 mountain guns, mortars, grenade launchers, and the most lethal Type 92 heavy machine guns. Here, here, here, there's an awful lot of them, Division Commander."
Si La Si La used the long stick in his hand to light them one by one, but he could not finish lighting them. He touched his head with his other hand and continued to speak.
"However, after the heavy artillery was transferred, the number of direct-fire artillery at the wing level doubled."
"Have you finished? If you have, let's start. I will capture this hill and then take your head." Yu Xiaoqing has never been a very patient guy. He can't wait. He thinks time is precious and should not be wasted on meaningless things. He loves to die on the battlefield and chop off the heads of the devils on the battlefield.
"Master, it doesn't matter whose head you take. My head is best placed on my neck. If you want it, my head is on this tree, waiting for you to take it."
After saying "dead, dead", he knocked the kettle standing on the Nantian Gate with the stick in his hand. With a clang, it rolled on the ground. Shuo Yu reached out and stopped it, and put it back to its rightful place.
Fanla still had the map in his mouth when he heard his team leader suddenly ask him to go up. He widened his rat eyes, and Si La Si La glared at him in return.
Shuo Yu was standing on the other side of their leader at this time, watching their leader's head bleeding again, and felt annoyed and a little aggrieved, but he really couldn't fight.
He just watched Si La pull Fan La's neck and whisper in his ear,
"You go ahead. You're the closest to me. Banxian'er doesn't know how to fight. I'll take over after you die. But you have to think carefully about the fear and panic you felt lying in front of the Japanese army."
"You said you wanted to live, and you didn't want us to die, so live well and use all your strength to survive."
"They fear the same things you fear. We're all the same. No one isn't afraid. Go stop him. If you can't stop him, the captain and I will lose our heads."
The last sentence was said by Shuo Yu. He looked at Fan La's trembling and wandering eyes and told him seriously that as long as they defeated Yu Xiaoqing on the opposite side, they would win, and many people would not have to die. This was the right and worthwhile thing to do.
Shuo Yu watched as the leader let go of his hand, took a step back, and handed the stage to Fanla. He reached out and pushed Fanla forward to help him gain confidence in his decision.
Meng Fanle's thigh hit the edge of the sand table directly. He wanted to scream, but this was really not the right time for him to scream. He could only swallow his cry and looked at the kettle standing on the sand table that served as the Nantianmen tree fort.
While stealing glances at Young Master Yu who looked like he was about to erupt like a volcano, he thought to himself that he was saving lives and no one deserved to die, especially in a battle like this.
Yu Xiaoqing's expression remained unchanged, but it became even colder. He called out to He Shuguang.
"have!"
"You go ahead!"
"I... go up...?" He Shuguang looked at his master in confusion.
"You are also the person closest to me. Being close to me doesn't mean you can hang out with your brother Zhang and your brother Yu all day long, nor does it mean you can show off your elegance and sell your body in front of Zenda's women! I know you don't want to be my knife rack. You should have gone to the battlefield long ago. After you finish dealing with this idiot in fifteen minutes, I will let you go to the battlefield!"
"yes!"
Shuo Yu stood behind their leader, looking into Yu Xiaoqing's eyes, those eyes that were almost filled with blood.
He touched his eyes. A person can only shed tears of blood once in his life, but he shed tears three times, so his eyes turned into stone. The things placed in his eye sockets now are just decorations.
The ones facing off now are the "top scholar" from Jiqipo and the "butcher" from Henglanshan.
Shuo Yu helped their leader sit on a bamboo chair at the back, so as to maintain his strength for the upcoming match. He looked at Si La Si La who was sitting in the chair like a penguin, and then looked at Fan La's back in front. Before coming in, he was still worried about whether they could convince Yu Xiaoqing, that brat, but before standing on this sandbox, he didn't think about anything else. Regardless of whether they could succeed in the end, they had done what they should do.
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