Anti-Japanese War Korean Crazy

But the devil's two rifle teams are still there. These little devils are accurate in marksmanship and fearless in the face of danger. Even if they are at the bottom of the lower slope, they can still aim at the soldiers charging down the slope with one shot.

I don't know who took the lead, maybe it's out of habit in my bones!

The charge was only halfway through, and the soldiers turned into routs again, turning around and retreating.

Isn't this bullshit?

The soldiers are actually greedy for life and afraid of death to such an extent.

While leading the charge, Jiang Long yelled at those who were retreating: "Damn it, you bastards, how many times have you been deserters? Haven't you been fucking enough?

Don't run away, rush to Lao Tzu!

If you can't kill the little devil, we have to finish playing! "

However, this stems from this deep-rooted fear, who listens to him?Especially in this battlefield where bullets roared, a few bullets grazed his scalp, and the little blood that Jiang Long finally ignited was immediately extinguished.

Jiang Long, whose eyes were shattered, did not retreat. He continued to charge, cursing: "Being comrades in arms with you is better than being companions with dogs! I really believe in evil!"

Seeing the reversal of the situation, Han Feng saw that the ambush was about to be beaten by the ambush. He didn't dare to wait any longer. The stagnant air in his chest suddenly burst out, and the roar seemed to come from the roar of a tiger in the forest:

"Hou Yongtuan, those who escaped from the battle, will be dealt with by military law!

kill"

The killing sound of one person shouted the prestige of the whole regiment.

Holding a bayonet, Han Feng sprinted down the slope of the dirt slope at an extremely fast speed.

In this scene, the military chief took the lead and risked his life to death, coupled with Han Feng's roar, it was like a bell at dusk and morning, which exploded in the hearts of the retreating soldiers.

The rout soldiers who only cared about choosing a way to escape stopped, turned their heads, and saw a scene that they will never forget in their lives:

The head of the regiment, Wu Feng, had already rushed into the Japanese camp. In the past, the bayonets seemed blunt to them, but now the cold light flickered, and the shadow of the sword was hazy. In front of this murderous man, he became as fragile as thin paper.

The devil's flesh and blood were cut open by his bayonet, and the blood drifted under the bright moonlight.

Every time they stabbed, the Japanese soldiers seemed to be dull, and there was no time to make any effective defense.

The devils seemed to be scared out of their wits by the murderous intent. In the blink of an eye, several corpses had fallen around Han Feng, and the rest of the devils all took a step back, staring at Han Feng with terrified eyes.

Monk and other soldiers following Han Feng also rushed into the Japanese camp.

Jiang Long rubbed his eyes, his face was full of disbelief, as if he had seen a ghost, and then he was not shocked, but scared, he remembered that he seemed to be planning to fight with the head of the group.

It seems that it is best to give up this idea in this life.

Isn't this undercutting!

"kill"

Jiang Long also rushed forward with a bayonet in his hand.

The original rout soldiers came back to their senses in shock, and no longer retreated, no matter whether they were holding hoes or shovels, they also charged towards the Japanese army team with howling.

So this ambush soon turned into a hand-to-hand combat.

More than 300 rout soldiers were entangled with dozens of devils.

Although the moonlight is bright and clear, it is difficult to distinguish between the enemy and the enemy for a while.

Fortunately, Han Feng and his party were sneaking under the cover of leaves wrapped around their bodies. This is the best way to distinguish them.

Under the moonlight, as long as the body rattles when running, it must be a brother of the Houyong Tuan, otherwise, it is naturally a devil.

Hand-to-hand combat quickly became intense under such circumstances.

It's not that the little devil is miserable. Although his military literacy is top-notch, and his bayonet assault skills are even more excellent, he can't beat four with two fists.

How did some ghosts die?The hoe was dug on the chest, the shovel was cut on the neck, and the ash rake was stuck on the thigh. In short, there are really various wounds.

The soldiers seemed to be frightened by the devils. They were finally able to win the battle and gain the upper hand. They were also afraid that the little devils would not be able to kill them. Each of them made a deadly move, and then made a deadly move. Some devils had obviously died and were still there. Stab the knife.

It seems to want to wash away all the humiliation that has been suffocated all the way, as if to get rid of the deep-rooted fear of the Japanese army.

At the end of the fight, some soldiers even lay on the devil's corpse and wept bitterly. While crying, they stabbed the corpse under them from time to time.

The monk saw his eyelids twitching, "Third brother, these guys are not crazy, are they? They are just killing devils, what's the point?"

Han Feng shook his head and said calmly, "Let them go. They have a great humiliation in their hearts. Only in this way can they vent it slowly."

577 Triumph

From the beginning to the end of this battle, it took less than half an hour.

Disturbing the battlefield has continued until now, and it has been half an hour.

It was so long that Han Feng was a little worried, and he quickly sent scouts to a further place to scout the Japanese army who might be attracted by the gunshots at any time.

Fortunately, the battle took place in the middle of the night. This Japanese army team should be a lone army, and they bumped into this slope by mistake. In addition, the sudden outbreak of the battle made it too late for them to pass the news of being ambushed back.

Destroyed soldiers, no, it should be said that the soldiers of the Houyong Regiment are still cleaning the battlefield at this moment.

It’s just that the scene of the soldiers cleaning the battlefield is really unbearable to look at. It’s fine if the guns, ammunition, grenades and other equipment are seized. The little devils usually bring a day’s rations when they march, especially this time for the big sweep. The soldiers even carried enough rations for several days, whether it was canned food or compressed biscuits, it was naturally the winner who was cheaper.

But what's the deal with stripping people's clothes?Not only did they take off the clothes, but they cleaned them from the outside to the inside, and even the loincloth, the soldiers didn't seem to want to let it go.

The monk couldn't help muttering next to Han Feng, "His grandma's, this can't be our own comrades lurking inside the Guo army!"

When did Guo Jun get into such a miserable state?

Han Feng:

He suddenly felt that he might not be able to hold on to being the head of the brave group after this, just because of his thick and dark old face.

Seeing Second Lieutenant Lian Zhou stretching his black hands towards the loincloth of a Japanese soldier without hesitation, Han Feng's face twitched slightly, and he couldn't help it any longer, "Lian Zhou, what the hell are you doing? Leave a piece of cloth!"

Hearing this order, Henan Lao Lian Zhou seemed a little aggrieved. He turned his head and looked at Han Feng eagerly and said, "Commander, I don't even have a pair of underpants! It's windy and chilly below. This little devil's stuff is not good. Take it for nothing."

Han Feng:

This kid is really a strong taste.

"If you don't feel too flabbergasted, you can wear it, but let me explain it to you first. It is said that the little devil can't stop it. He hasn't washed it for many years. The smell can kill people from a long distance away. To smoke to death.

Besides, there are devils in all directions now, and the war is tense. It is unknown where the brothers of our Houyongtuan will die, and whether someone will collect the corpses for you.

In case your kid dies one day and still wears a pair of devil's pants, he might be buried as a little devil.