Anti-Japanese War Korean Crazy

The leader of the platoon opened his eyes suddenly. If he had no legs, he would use his hands, and if he had no strength, he would use his whole body to squirm, advancing under the cover of gunpowder smoke. step.

At the same time, Zhang Dabiao, Jiang Long and his party finally noticed the platoon's heroism.

Everyone was overjoyed that the platoon leader did not sacrifice.

Zhang Dabiao's roar was already a bit hoarse. He took the lead in the charge, holding a light machine gun and fired wildly, "Kill, comrades, kill this group of bastards for me", in such a brave charge Under the circumstances, many devils in the outer positions of the machine gun muzzles of the Japanese fortress were wiped out.

At the same time, Jiang Long rushed forward with a company of the Houyong regiment.

The two sides fought together in tacit understanding.

Zhang Dabiao and Jiang Long looked at each other from afar, one was wearing clothes, the other was shirtless and furious.

Feeling sorry for each other, everything is silent.

kill

The three parties were all red-eyed, Jiang Long and Zhang Dabiao roared and led the soldiers to cover the platoon leader.

A platoon leader was seriously injured, but with the last tenacity of willpower, he continued to drag his stump, and continued to approach the Japanese machine gun.

At that time, the gunpowder was full of smoke, and the attention of the devils in all directions was attracted by Jiang Long and Zhang Dabiao, who were charging wildly, and no one noticed the guy who seemed to be wriggling forward in a row.

It's getting closer, it's getting closer, three steps, two steps, one step and one row. His mind has forgotten everything. His eyes, heart, and all his thoughts are concentrated on the bundle of grenades in his hand, and on that road. Thin fire mouth.

He struggled to swing his arms, trying to throw the bundle of cluster grenades along the muzzle of the machine gun.

But just by raising his arm, the leader of the platoon can clearly feel the passing of power in his body. At this moment, it is extremely difficult for him to accurately throw this bundle of cluster grenades through the muzzle of the Japanese machine gun. Nothing can be guaranteed.

So what is left to do?

I braved the hail of bullets all the way, even had my legs broken, and struggled desperately to reach the muzzle of this machine gun. Could it be that I just watched this devil's machine gun continue to harvest the lives of comrades?

No.

Since there is only one way to die, then die vigorously.

Since you can be foolproof, you will never take risks to survive.

There is only one life for a person, but that kind of heroic fighting spirit can last for a long time without end.

A platoon leader slapped himself fiercely. With the clear pain on his face, his whole mind was cleared up a lot, and his blood flowed upstream. He grabbed the cluster grenade and used it. With the still intact thighs, he propped his body against the Japanese fortress wall, ripped off the ignition ring of the cluster grenade with his mouth, and raised his arms high.

The cluster grenade was thrown along the muzzle of the machine gun, and the huge roar resounded through this unremarkable battlefield. The heroic sacrifice of the platoon leader made all the charging soldiers red-eyed.

The sudden burst of energy in a limited space will produce greater destructive power. The Japanese fortress was directly blown to pieces by this cluster grenade, and the five or six devils inside, together with a platoon leader, were beyond recognition.

"Long line!"

Zhang Dabiao's roar was heart-piercing, and this cry was the only memorial he could pay for his old comrade-in-arms, his old brother.

There is no time for sadness, and no time for heartache, all the tears and pain are crushed and swallowed together.

Zhang Dabiao, with bloodshot eyes all over his eyes, rushed towards the last machine gun of the Japanese army like crazy.

At this time, there was no need for Zhang Dabiao to issue any more orders. All the soldiers of the independent regiment went crazy and rushed towards the last machine gun position of the Japanese army.

Jiang Long sighed deeply in his heart, "Kill", he roared, and with the same crazy posture, he led the team to overtake many independent regiment fighters from the flank.

At this time, Duan Peng finally arrived with his team. Wang Gensheng threw a grenade into the hole of the Japanese heavy machine gun at a distance of twenty or thirty steps.

Jiang Long, who was still feeling heavy and emotional, was dumbfounded on the spot.

Cheng Jiang looked like he had seen a ghost, it was a mortar, it couldn't be so accurate, right?

"kill"

Zhang Dabiao roared angrily, he knew Wang Gensheng's strength, and without any hesitation, he took the opportunity to rush to the Japanese army's position with his team.

After some fighting, after a tragic charge, the Eighth Route Army and the Houyong Regiment finally declared victory in a joint operation and completely captured the Japanese positions on the east bank of the Qin River.

At the same time, the battle where Han Feng led the monks to ambush for reinforcements was coming to an end. The reinforced Japanese squad was defeated and fled, and part of the puppet troops were captured by Han Feng and his party.

In fact, if you want to attack the Japanese army's east bank position, reinforcements are also an extremely important part of it. After all, there are still many Japanese troops on the east bank of the Qin River.

Han Feng originally expected to send three reinforcements to the east bank of the Qin River for the Japanese army.

There is a road at Sanchakou, and the Japanese army's strength is no more than a small team, plus some puppet troops.

There is a trail on the south slope, and the Japanese army is no more than a small team, plus some puppet troops.

But along Liu Xinbao's road, the Japanese army had at least the strength of a squadron, plus a large number of puppet troops.

This reinforcement was not so easy, and a large part of the Houyong Regiment had already gone to the east bank of the Qin River to support the Independent Regiment and the New Third Regiment.

As for Han Feng and the monks, they only mobilized some soldiers from other companies to form a reinforced company with five platoons and only 300 people.

According to Han Feng's arrangement, Monk and Hu Tu each led a reinforced platoon to block the Japanese troops at Sanchakou and Nanpo Trail, while he himself led the rest of the troops to block the most troublesome Japanese squadron at Liuxinbao.

As for the style of play, do not seek to annihilate the enemy, just delay.

But who would have expected that things were beyond Han Feng's expectations. The Japanese squadron did not appear from Liu Xinbao, and then there seemed to be gunshots coming from far away.

Han Feng immediately dispatched scouts to investigate in the direction of the battle, and only then did he get the information that the Japanese squadron that caused him the most headache was actually ambushed by the Guo army at the pass of Shacun Pass.

Unexpectedly, Han Feng immediately gave up Liu Xinbao and divided his troops into two groups to support Monk and Hutu.

Just like that, the Japanese reinforcements at Sanchakou and Nanpo Trail were defeated, and the Japanese positions on the bank of the Qin River were isolated and helpless since then.

"Third brother, who is helping us?" When the battle was over, the monk asked.

Being able to encircle and suppress a Japanese squadron on this battlefield behind enemy lines, they naturally have a lot of troops. As for who?The answer is ready to come.

Han Feng smiled thoughtfully: "It doesn't matter who it is, who can lend a helping hand to us at this time, that is a friendly army.

Monk, take the time to clean up the battlefield, set off with equipment to the east bank of the Qin River, and join the political commissar and Jiang Long. "

"Yes."

The monk responded, and asked with a smile: "Hey, third brother, do you think the political commissar and the old regiment leader can guess the relationship between Wu Feng, the leader of the Houyong regiment, and Han Feng, the leader of the new third regiment?"

Han Feng:

I couldn't laugh or cry for a while, but suddenly felt that what the monk said made sense. This is an exciting question.

599 What a coincidence?

The Japanese army's encirclement plan fell through again, and it took a lot of effort to design a trap, because the appearance of the Houyong Group fell short.