The blood of the Anti-Japanese War stained the mountains and rivers

"what!"

The puffing, puffing sound of the bayonet piercing into the flesh was accompanied by a shrill scream in the devil's position. The bayonet was pulled out again with wet blood, and kicked out, the devil had already tumbled into the trench.

The veterans are all people who have escaped death on the battlefield of flesh and blood. They know the ferocity of the devils, so they strike hard and decisively.

After killing the oncoming devils, the veterans grouped into groups of three or five, without stopping at all, they fired while throwing grenades, and rolled forward all the way, rushing towards the deep positions of the devils.

Those recruits who screamed to cheer themselves up also rushed into the devil's position along the gap opened by the veterans, but a group of sturdy devil soldiers rushed out from the oblique stab. With a howl, he turned around and ran back in fright.

"Damn it, worthless thing!" Yi Lian Zhang Shunzi kicked a recruit into the ditch, pulled the fuse, and threw it at the group of devils who rushed over.

There was a muffled bang, and amidst the flames soaring into the sky, the group of devils was blown upside down, and the devils with fragments embedded in their bodies fell to the ground howling and twitching miserably.

"Follow me! Kill the devils!" Seeing the devils who were blown up, Lian Chang Shunzi raised his bayonet and rushed out.

The recruits who were frightened out of their wits had never seen such a battle. The company commander alone dared to charge more than a dozen devils, but they froze in place before they could react.

First Company Chang Shunzi was born as a scout, with excellent fighting qualities, and killed three seriously injured devils with three swords, but the devils surrounded him from all directions before being bombed, and the situation was in danger.

"What the hell are you still doing, help me!" Shunzi took advantage of a devil's carelessness, stabbed him over with a knife, jumped to the edge of the trench, and cursed at the recruits whose faces were pale with fright.

Only then did the recruits come to their senses, shouting and rushing over. Although they were brave, the little devil was fierce in fighting, and more than a dozen recruits were stabbed to the ground by just one encounter.

Fortunately, at this moment, the commander of the second company, Wang Huzi, also led a team to follow. The recruits and veterans rushed forward, and more than a dozen devils were stabbed into bloody sieves. When the brothers stopped, the fallen devils had turned into Twisted bloody mash.

The recruits were all drenched in blood with a fishy smell after stabbing and killing, so they were not so afraid.

"Little devil also has two shoulders on one head, you are afraid of farts, just like this to death!"

The blood-soaked military uniform commander Shunzi wiped the blood all over his face and taught the recruits a lesson.

"Da da da—— da da da——" In the darkness ahead, the roar of the devil's light machine gun sounded again, and a series of bullets whizzed over, splashing mud and dust.

"Don't stand still! Continue to attack!" The devil's forward position was blown down, but their second-line position was still impregnable, and the brothers continued to attack without taking a break.

The repeated fights made many new recruits gradually adapt to the battlefield. Like veterans, they rushed forward with their waists bowed, rolling bomb craters, pounced forward, and dodged the bullets. Although their movements seemed clumsy, they But it grew rapidly amidst the blood and fire.

The little devil resisted desperately, the machine guns and rifles rang like popping beans, and the grenades were constantly thrown in the darkness, setting off flames that soared into the sky.

The charging brothers were continuously pierced by bullets, bursting out patches of blood mist, like a rain of blood, and the air became sticky and wet.

Although the devil was tough, the attacking brothers were also fearless of death. A devil's machine gun fired wildly, and a veteran rushed forward with a collection grenade.

He pulled the fuse, and the grenade was sizzling with smoke. The terrified little devil wanted to grab the machine gun and move it, but the brother held the hot barrel tightly in his hand, and the air was full of smoke. The smell of burnt flesh.

With a bang, pieces of meat and bones flew all over the sky, and the veteran and a few devil machine gunners were blown to pieces together. The brothers rushed up again stepping on the pieces of meat with red eyes.

The bravery of the veterans made the new recruits also suddenly courageous. They surrounded the lone devil in groups of three or four and stabbed and beat them wildly. Often when they stopped, the devil had turned into a pile of rotten meat.

Brothers from the three companies formed countless commandos in the dark night, rushing into the devil's position in every possible way.

Brothers, the devils who fought bravely were terrified. They had seen desperate people, but they had never seen such desperate ones. The Chinese soldiers dared to rush into their trenches while holding a grenade.

"Your Excellency, the outpost has fallen!"

"The third team lost contact!"

"Everyone in the eighth machine gun squad!"

"The Chinese have broken through my second-line position!"

"The Chinese Army is only 200 meters away from the command post, please transfer quickly, Your Excellency!"

……

The bad news flew to the command post set up by the devil like snowflakes. Looking at the Chinese soldiers who kept bowing forward in the dark explosion flames, Captain Devil's face was livid.

The jingle of the phone rang amidst a deafening explosion, and Captain Guizi answered the phone.

"Hey, hey! Kameda-san, suppress the Chinese! Be sure to hold your ground!"

The urgent voice of Ichiro Nakasano came from the other side of the phone, and it was obvious that he also realized that the fighting situation here was not good.

"Hi Yi! Don't worry, Your Excellency! I will lead the team to fight back!" Captain Guizi stood upright and replied respectfully.

After hanging up the phone, a look of madness appeared on Captain Guizi's face.

"Your Excellency, we no longer have a reserve team." A second lieutenant put down the combat map in his hand, frowning.

Captain Guizi turned a deaf ear to the second lieutenant's words, he pulled out his saber slowly, the bright blade gleamed coldly under the light of the fire.

"Pass my order, everyone in the squadron will take up arms, even though I will fight back!"

"Hi Yi!"

The orderlies in the squadron headquarters and the cook's communications soldiers dropped their work one after another, picked up their weapons, and followed the captain out of the command post amidst the chaos and noise.

Captain Guizi led the last half of the squad and everyone in the squadron headquarters to launch a counterattack, trying to suppress Yang Ling and the others.

"Fight it!"

"Kill and change!"

Both sides saw the other's bloodthirsty gaze in the crackling flames, and roared and charged.

"what!"

"Pfft!"

"boom!"

In the wet night, the two sides rammed each other straight with their bayonets straight, and many people were knocked to the ground by the powerful impact force.

More people stabbed straight forward, almost simultaneously sending the bayonet into the opponent's chest and lower abdomen, and then spun vigorously.

Both sides yelled in pain, but they held the bayonet tightly and stared at their blood-red eyes, neither of them wanted to fall down first.

The crazy killing was staged on this small hill, the brothers swarmed forward, and the devils rushed down fiercely, the gun butt smashed the bones, and the explosion blew holes out of the stomach.

The two sides strangled together like crazy, roaring, cursing, and screams made the battlefield noisy and chaotic. After wearing the military uniform, one of my own people can't recognize my own.

Text Chapter 484 Horse Leather Shroud

In the dark night, the flames blazed into the sky, and the melee ground was screaming and howling, countless figures were fighting in blood, blood and charred corpses were all over the ground, and many of them were trampled beyond recognition, turning into a pile of rotten flesh.

The brothers rushed into the devil's position one after another, and the little devil also held his bayonet and fought to the death. The two sides repeatedly charged and killed on this small hill, and no one was willing to retreat.

The veterans were covered in blood as if they had been fished out of the bloody water. They stared at their blood-red eyes and cursed angrily. The bayonet pierced through the devil soldier's chest. The little devil struggled with pain on his face, and finally fell limp .