Are you a spy? Killing the enemy is too cruel.

Chapter 482 Poison Gas

After losing two 400-man squadrons in succession, Kamikawa, as the division commander, slightly changed his strategy.

He ordered the artillery team to launch long-range firepower output towards the retreating Ye Feng and began to bombard him indiscriminately.

For a while.

The thirteenth simple defensive fortification dug by the anti-Japanese armed forces has turned into a sea of ​​fire.

Countless artillery shells exploded fiercely, turning the earth into a scorched earth.

Contrary to expectations, Shenchuan's strategy did not work. From the telescope, it can be seen that the covering artillery fire did not kill Ye Feng.

"The damn Chinese actually have such incredible judgment that they can predict where the shells will land."

Shenchuan had a complicated expression, and said viciously:

"You, you, and you, each lead a squadron to rush over, and you must kill the Chinese Ye Feng."

"You all saw that Ye Feng has been injured, and it is not a small injury. His physical strength is almost exhausted."

"Kill him, and you will be the glorious army of my Great Japanese Empire."

Shenchuan planned to engage in a war of attrition and exhaust Ye Feng to death on this battlefield.

Why didn't he lead his troops and charge head-on?

Kamikawa is also afraid of death!

He knew better than anyone that with Ye Feng's horrific and abnormal shooting skills, if he wasn't careful, he would really be killed by a headshot.

To know.

A few days ago, dozens of bombers flew in from Jinling Airport, but Ye Feng alone, with just a sniper rifle, shot down more than 30 fighter planes in a row. Such marksmanship is really amazing.

"Division Commander, we should not hold back. We still have more than 10,000 soldiers if we send our entire army forward. Even if Ye Feng is very powerful, he can't kill all of our elite Japanese soldiers."

The Chief of Staff made the following suggestion:

"Sending one or two squadrons to attack each time can consume Ye Feng, but it is also a waste of lives!"

"If we move our entire army forward, I guarantee that it won't be long before we reach the outskirts of Shanghai."

"In this way, we can also give the Supreme Command a satisfactory explanation."

Shenchuan waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, wait for the results of the battle of these three squadrons."

Shenchuan naturally understood what the chief of staff meant. He was waiting, waiting for Ye Feng to be exhausted mentally and physically. At that time, he would lead all the troops to attack in one fell swoop and decide the outcome in one battle.

"Chief of Staff, don't worry. No matter what, we will reach the outskirts of Shanghai by this afternoon."

Kamikawa spoke confidently, and the chief of staff nodded, feeling relieved knowing that his division commander was not stubborn and self-willed.

"boom……"

A fierce battle broke out again in the direction where Ye Feng was. This time, Ye Feng did not fight to the death.

He fought and retreated in the fortification trench, using the explosive power of grenades to kill the enemy, using smoke to block the enemy's sight, and then using the submachine gun in his hand to continuously kill the Japanese soldiers who were in the front.

As he continued to kill enemies, wisps of white mist floated from the corpses and blessed Ye Feng, allowing him to breathe a sigh of relief.

"Charge! This Chinese guy's speed is limited and he can't run fast."

"You, outflanking from the left and right sides, block his escape route, and don't let him escape back to Shanghai."

There was a Japanese squadron leader shouting. It would have been fine if he didn't say anything, but as soon as he opened his mouth, Ye Feng immediately locked onto his position.

Even though there was a distance between them, there were still many Japanese people blocking the way.

Ye Feng continued to fire a volley of bullets, one of which hit the Japanese squadron leader's nose bridge exactly, killing him with one shot.

"If you want to make a detour, you're still too slow!" Ye Feng took a deep breath and started to speed up.

By the time he entered the 14th line of defense, the Japanese troops were kept away from him by a certain distance.

Ye Feng had no time to rest. He transferred two machine guns from the storage space, aimed immediately and opened fire.

The pursuing Japanese soldiers also fought back, and the two sides once again engaged in a fierce battle.

The number of enemies was still too large, and they kept making detours from the left and right directions. Ye Feng was alone with limited firepower coverage. After killing more than a hundred Japanese soldiers in the front, Ye Feng retreated to the fortifications behind with a machine gun. After retreating more than a hundred meters, he stopped and set up the machine gun to fire again.

The enemy is chasing us.

The enemy is dying.

Ye Feng retreated and killed all the way, and the two sides continued to fight, and neither side was willing to let the other go.

In the end, when Ye Feng retreated to the 16th line of defense, there were less than two hundred people left in the three Japanese squadrons chasing him. The other Japanese soldiers were all shot in the head during the pursuit.

"There are no more fortifications to hide and take cover further ahead!" Ye Feng was a little worried.

However, the corner of his mouth also raised an arc at this time, with a sinister smile, muttering to himself:

"I've been forced into a desperate situation. This time, your remaining division's main force should be used in full force, right?"

Ye Feng was confident that he alone could stop nearly 20,000 Japanese troops.

In addition to his absolute combat power, more importantly, Ye Feng also has a powerful weapon on him.

In his storage space, there are the last 31 biological and chemical gas bombs.

This is his last trump card.

Ye Feng has been enduring and not joining the battlefield, just to keep the last bit of hope for himself.

Now, he was just waiting for the Japanese troops on the opposite side to attack with all their strength. When the troops were concentrated, he would use his last trump card to win this difficult and tragic defensive battle in one fell swoop and save the city of Shanghai.

In the afternoon.

The Japanese troops, which had rested for a while, regrouped again. This time, they no longer sent one or two squadrons to attack. Instead, the entire army pressed forward, coming out from the front positions in a dense crowd.

"There are still too many Japanese soldiers. This is not a good thing for Shenzhou. It is better to have more deaths."

Ye Feng did not retreat, still occupying a slightly higher position, the machine gun fired, the bullets were used up, there was no time to reload, so he used the submachine gun, the submachine gun bullets were also used up, then switched to the rifle...

On the enemy side, the same old three-pronged approach was used: mortars were used to suppress the enemy, and large troops rushed forward madly.

Ye Feng can’t kill them all by himself.

But there was no fear on his face at this moment when more and more densely packed enemies surrounded him.

He then transferred two cannons from the storage space.

Biological gas bomb, fire!

"Rumble..."

When the smoke with a deadly strange color rolled, rose, and spread in the area, countless Japanese soldiers' faces changed drastically. They were all filled with fear and horror, as if they had seen a ghost in the broad daylight.

"Charge forward, there is hope of survival ahead!" The facial muscles of the division commander Kamikawa twitched violently.

At the command, driven by the instinct to survive, countless Japanese soldiers began to run wildly and rushed towards Ye Feng.

I don't know.

Ye Feng is cruel to his enemies and even crueler to himself!

When several thousand Japanese soldiers came close to him, he detonated more than a dozen poison gas bombs on the spot.

"Boom!"

A large amount of horrible poisonous smoke submerged Ye Feng's figure and enveloped thousands of enemies.

The poisonous smoke is spreading.

Deaths are also spreading rapidly.