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

"Pfft!"

As soon as the puppet soldier named shouting turned his head, a cold light fell on his head. A head with open eyes rolled into the grass like a ball, and blood spattered.

"Give it to Lao Tzu and kill them all!"

The puppet battalion commander with triangular eyes chopped off the puppet soldier's head with a single knife, and his distorted face looked even more ferocious.

Those puppet soldiers who were about to retreat saw the puppet battalion commander with knife-like eyes, their teeth shuddered, as if to embolden themselves, they roared and ran into the guerrilla officers and soldiers.

"Kill!"

"Boom!"

The black smoke from the explosion kept exploding in the melee crowd, and every time it exploded, blood and flesh flew everywhere.

This is different from fighting with little devils in the past. People in the scuffle all shout the same language, have the same skin and race, but here, they have to fight each other.

The triangular-eyed puppet battalion commander tore off his big-brimmed hat, revealing his shiny bald head, and rushed into the battle group with the sharp army rewarded by the devils.

"Crack!"

"Pfft!"

The puppet battalion commander was fierce and frightening, and the saber in his hand slashed horizontally and vertically with an aura of destruction, causing a rain of blood.

Several guerrilla brothers who rushed forward were cut down to the ground almost at the same time. The sharp saber seemed to be invincible, and the brothers were not opponents.

"what!"

A brother's left arm was completely cut off, and he fell down and rolled in pain, and the place where he rolled was dripping with blood.

"puff!"

The puppet battalion commander with triangular eyes rushed forward, pointed his saber at the rolling brother and stabbed it down, and then pulled hard, the guerrilla brother was cut open in the stomach, and the colorful intestines flowed out immediately out.

In hand-to-hand combat with the little devils, countless Chinese soldiers were stabbed through the sieve, but they were all devils, but now they are Chinese.

"Crappie, court death!"

Seeing the battalion commander of the bald puppet army killing all directions in the melee, Liu Jinhu, the deputy guerrilla battalion commander roared and rushed forward.

The puppet battalion commander who had just stood up was kicked violently by Liu Jinhu before he could stand still, and rolled over again on the ground, gnawing his mouth full of mud.

Liu Jinhu, who was holding the bayonet, raised the bayonet and stabbed down without mercy. The puppet battalion commander's expression was serious, and he rolled over again in a hurry, and the bayonet fell into the ground hard.

Before Liu Jinhu could draw out his bayonet, a puppet soldier bumped into him from the side, knocked Liu Jinhu into the air, and landed heavily on the ground, his whole body in pain seemed to be falling apart, and the gun was let go and flew out.

The sneak attacking puppet soldier bared his teeth and jumped up, and the sharp bayonet was about to pierce Liu Jinhu's heart.

In desperation, Liu Jinhu touched a bloody machete with his right hand, and swung it out along the puppet soldier's calf. With a click, the puppet soldier's two calves were cut off neatly.

The short puppet soldier fell to the ground, his severed calf was bleeding profusely, and he rolled all over the ground in pain.

"Chong!"

A gust of wind blew in, and Liu Jinhu, the deputy battalion commander, blocked the blood-dripping sword upwards. Sparks splashed and blocked the puppet battalion commander's slashing.

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"Die!"

The puppet battalion commander missed the first cut, and roared, drew his knife and slashed again.

Liu Jinhu swept across his legs, knocking him to the ground, and the sharp blade touched the puppet battalion commander's neck. a stagnation.

He recognized this puppet battalion commander whose face was blackened and covered in blood. He was from the same village as him, and they joined the army to fight against devils. He still had several devils' lives under his command. I have been looking for it for a while.

While Liu Jinhu was in a daze, the puppet battalion commander struggled and kicked Liu Jinhu away, rolling Liu Jinhu several times.

"Xiao Daya! How dare you become a traitor!" Liu Jinhu, who was kicked over, roared angrily.

Hearing this familiar voice, the puppet battalion commander with eyes full of blood was taken aback for a moment, and paused holding his saber high, and soon recognized Liu Jinhu, with surprise on his face: "Brother, you are still alive... .”

"Boom!" Just as the puppet battalion commander put down his saber, a gun butt hit the puppet battalion commander's head heavily from behind, causing a bloody gash immediately.

The puppet battalion commander fell to the ground as straight as a log, and Liu Jinhu rushed over to stop the guerrilla brothers from repairing the bayonet.

Liu Jinhu hugged the only remaining brother who joined the army with him, and looked at his bloody head, his blood-red eyes were full of puzzlement.

He growled and pushed the dying puppet battalion commander, hating Tiebugang, "Xiao Daya, why are you a traitor!"

"Brother...Brother, I, the devil wants to kill prisoners...I want to find you alive...but the devil wants to submit a certificate...I can't go back..."

As the puppet battalion commander spoke, blood began to flow from his mouth, tears mixed with blood, mud and dust: "I'm sorry...brother..."

"You are stupid, you won't escape, why are you killing us Chinese!" Liu Jinhu yelled and questioned.

"If I don't kill someone, I will die... I can't help myself..."

"You bastard!" Liu Jinhu punched the puppet battalion commander in the face, causing the pseudo battalion commander's nose to bleed.

"me...."

Soon, the puppet battalion commander looked relieved, his head tilted and he died. Liu Jinhu's eyes were angry, looking at the dead puppet battalion commander, he couldn't help crying.

The puppet army and the guerrilla officers and soldiers in the melee all desperately attacked each other. Both sides smashed their guns and bit their teeth. This puppet army was even more vicious than the devils.

"I killed them all, leaving no one behind!"

Soon the tear-stained Liu Jinhu put down the body of the puppet battalion commander with red eyes, stood up, and rushed into the battle group again with a knife in his hand, causing a bloody storm.

The brothers and the puppet army scuffled together. The two sides fought to the death on the road, in the field and in the icy river.

The remaining dozens of puppet troops eventually ran out of strength and ran for their lives. The red-eyed guerrilla officers and soldiers chased them from behind with knives in their hands, chasing them one by one and knocking them to the ground.

"Boom--"

Suddenly, shells roared and smashed into the chasing crowd, blowing up a large area of ​​the brothers, filled with smoke and dust, and not far away, a large group of new puppet troops appeared on the battlefield.

The guerrilla officers and soldiers who were chasing were shocked by the air waves blasted by the shell and became weak and unable to stand steadily.

"Hidden! Hidden!"

Even the platoon leaders who buried their heads in pursuit were too far behind, and hurriedly hid behind the shallow pits and mounds on both sides of the road.

Liu Jinhu dragged a brother who had been wounded in the thigh into a shallow pit by the side of the road. Looking up at the puppet army of at least 100 people in the distance, his complexion also changed wildly.

One of their strengthened guerrilla infantry companies has gnawed down the puppet army's hundreds of people.