44: Chapter 44 Deadly Luodian Town

For a moment, the alley was filled with wails.

The Japanese infantry kept trying to pat out the flames on their bodies.

But once the incendiary oil caught fire, it was hard to extinguish.

Coupled with the amount of oil on the ground, the flames flared up instantly.

The Japanese soldiers covered in the oil were burned alive.

The other Japanese soldiers nearby dared not approach at all.

This scene deeply traumatized the Japanese soldiers who had not been affected.

Terrified, they retreated repeatedly, filled with unbearable fear.

"Baka!"

"Catch that person! I will tear him to pieces!" the Japanese Officer shouted, beside himself with rage.

The Molotov cocktail from a moment ago had nearly burned him.

Still shaken, the Japanese Officer completely lost his composure.

But the young soldier was nimble; after throwing the Molotov cocktail, he slipped away in a flash.

The Japanese soldiers rushed up to the second floors of these buildings and pushed open the doors, when suddenly a hissing sound rang out.

The Japanese soldiers immediately sensed something was wrong, but the next moment, an explosion occurred.

The three or four Japanese soldiers who entered the room were all blown to bits.

It was the same for the other buildings.

As soon as they opened the doors, they were killed.

They had not even caught a glimpse of the enemy's shadow.

Yamano Ichiro's expression shifted when he heard the explosions.

At this moment, a Japanese soldier emerged from a building.

"Your Excellency Team Leader, we did not catch the person. As soon as we opened the door, four soldiers were blown up."

"Baka!" The Japanese Team Leader kicked the soldier to the ground.

"Trash, you are all trash."

At this time, the tanks in the front started up again.

The Japanese soldiers could not afford to stay and waste time.

However, this had still delayed them for nearly half an hour.

As the tanks continued to advance, the defenders on the front lines could not remain indifferent.

Otherwise, if they let the tanks pass, they would not be able to hold the position at all.

The tanks were not fast, but they were incredibly oppressive.

Wang Ye and Huang Jingchang climbed up to the second floor of a building and watched the distant tanks approaching.

"This will not do. If these tanks charge through, no one can stop them." Wang Ye frowned slightly.

Unless they dropped grenades into the Japanese tanks from above, there was no way to deal with them.

The viewers in the livestream room were equally tense.

"There are no anti-tank weapons in the game; these tanks are too invincible."

"This is difficult. Do we really have to use human lives to blow up the tanks?"

"It would be great if this game allowed microtransactions to buy some modern weapons."

"If that feature existed, I would take two thousand out of my three-thousand monthly salary to spend on it. I really cannot stand watching our Chinese army get slaughtered like this."

"Exactly. If a little money could mean fewer casualties for them, I would not mind the game company making a profit."

They had seen too many examples before.

Facing tanks, the only option was for people to recklessly charge up and blow them up.

And even then, they could only try to blow off the tracks.

Because the power of a grenade could not penetrate the tank's armor at all.

The lethality of a grenade came from shrapnel, not the explosive power.

To destroy a tank, one had to use high-explosive charges.

Seeing the messages, Wang Ye thought that if the game really did introduce a microtransaction mode, he would definitely pay.

But he felt that was unlikely.

If a microtransaction mode were really introduced, he might not like the game anymore.

Before he could dwell on it further, explosions suddenly rang out in the distance.

A soldier jumped from the second floor clutching cluster grenades, landed on the ground, and was crushed by the tank.

With an explosion, the Japanese tank stalled immediately.

Seeing this, even though Wang Ye had seen a lot, a sense of sorrow rose in his heart.

The tank's tracks had been blown off, and the Japanese infantry behind it began to panic.

Because without the tank, it meant they had to charge forward themselves.

In this alley, the Japanese were in the open, while Wang Ye and the others were in the shadows.

For every step they advanced, the Japanese had to pay a huge price.

Tanks could not be very effective in towns like this.

Only vast plains were suitable for tank warfare.

However, for the Chinese army at this time, even if tanks could not exert much of an advantage in the town, they were still a huge threat.

The Japanese infantry began their charge.

Fierce battles were constantly taking place all over the battlefield.

The Japanese tanks advanced through the town.

The defenders in the city resisted tenaciously.

From time to time, Chinese soldiers would rush out from some corner, holding cluster grenades and charging toward the tanks.

The Japanese Officer was shocked to see these fearless infantrymen rushing over with grenades to blow themselves up. Were these Chinese people not afraid of death?

Knowing they would die, they still rushed forward.

Such explosions rang out all over the city; they had no other weapons, only the grenades in their hands and their burning passion.

The battle raged from the morning until noon.

The Japanese retreated.

All the Japanese tanks that had entered the town were broken down.

Before leaving, the Japanese Officer ordered the tanks to be blown up.

"Even if they are blown into scrap metal, they cannot be left for the Chinese."

Wang Ye smiled when he saw the Japanese retreating.

Great, he had survived another morning.

But he did not have long to rejoice.

The sound of airplanes whistling suddenly came from the sky.

Furthermore, a dense barrage of shells began to fall from the sky.

A bomb landed next to the building where Wang Ye was located.

The shockwave of the explosion made the building shake violently.

Wang Ye had just climbed up from the ground when he felt as if the house was about to collapse.

"Oh no, the house is going to collapse, run!" Wang Ye shouted quickly.

Huang Jingchang snapped out of it and ran with him.

The few people with Wang Ye also came to their senses and wanted to escape the building.

Just as Wang Ye reached the first-floor entrance, bricks fell from above.

The bricks smashed near his feet, almost hitting him.

Wang Ye hurriedly moved away from the house.

The next moment, the house collapsed, but there were still three people inside who had not made it out.

Seeing this, Wang Ye rushed over in a panic.

Looking at the ruins, he frantically dug through the broken wood and bricks on the ground, wanting to save the people buried underneath.

At this moment, Huang Jingchang stepped forward and grabbed his hand.

"Run, it is too late for them."

Hearing this, Wang Ye stopped his movements and stood up.

Then he followed Huang Jingchang to take cover from the bombardment.

In the sky, the Japanese bomber pilot watched the sky-high flames on the ground as bombs blasted buildings into ruins.

A look of excitement appeared on his face.

He saw many people fleeing on the ground, flew the plane over, and dropped a bomb above them.

The bomb fell from the sky, hurtling straight toward them.

Below, Huang Jingchang heard the sound of the bomber.

He subconsciously looked up.

He discovered a black dot heading straight toward them.

"Wang Yuan, dodge, the Japanese bomb is coming!" Huang Jingchang's voice was filled with anxiety.

But the shell fell even faster.

Before Wang Ye could react and take action, he felt himself being tackled, and then a great force pushed him away.

Debris and stone fragments constantly battered his body.

The roar of the explosion left him temporarily deaf.

A ringing sound echoed in his mind.

When he came to, the surroundings were already a sea of ruins.