Hundreds of millions of cloud explosive bombs were fired at the beginning, and horses were riding on

Not only the soldiers were red-eyed, but also the little devils were red-eyed.

They waved their bayonets desperately.

Constantly resisting the attacks of the soldiers one after another.

However, this is a battle in which a comeback is almost impossible.

"Everyone, get your bayonets on! Even if you die, we will kill a few Eighth Route Army troops!"

The Japanese squadron leader shouted loudly.

Since there is no possibility of survival, we must have the dignity of a soldier.

I would rather die in battle than be a prisoner of war!

But there are still puppet troops on the side, and they don't want to die.

The battle just now had frightened them, and their companions fell down one after another.

When the soldiers of the New Second Regiment rushed up, they decisively put down their guns and lay down on the ground.

"Grandpa Eighth Route...Grandpa Eighth Route...don't hit us...we surrender...we surrender..."

The puppet soldiers repeated these words.

Of course the soldiers will not pay attention to these traitors... Their target is the little Japanese, and the traitors will deal with them later...

In this environment, close combat has made the rifle a liability.

Only submachine guns, pistols and machetes have greater lethality!

The three-eight-cap bullets in the little devil's hand have been withdrawn. This is to avoid misfire during the battle...

But Zhang Yunqing has informed everyone in advance that those who have guns can use them directly, and those who cannot use guns can use knives.

So some soldiers have been shooting with submachine guns...

Some use ghost head swords to fight...

On such a narrow mountain road, the hand-to-hand combat between the two sides entered the most intense stage...

The ghost-headed knives in the hands of the soldiers slashed at the little devil's body one by one.

The knife was pierced into the devil's abdomen, and blood flowed out. When he pulled it out, his intestines were exposed...

Another knife cut off the little devil's head to the ground...

The Ghost Head Knife is a steel knife. Although the blade is not very sharp, the sound of the knife piercing the flesh still stimulates the bodies of the warriors, and adrenaline surges...

You can hear the sound of the knife slashing at the devil's bones...

The howls of the Japanese, the roars of the soldiers, the collision of bayonets and ghost-headed knives echoed in the ravine...

Hundreds of mountain birds and wild beasts were frightened and fled in all directions...

The Yamamoto brigade had already made plans to be loyal to the emperor, and they were also jealous at this time.

Like a mad dog, fighting with the soldiers.

There was no bombardment of artillery fire, nor too many gunshots, but the soldiers of the New Second Regiment were still full of fighting spirit!

Especially the new recruits, they had not fought at close range with the Japs before they came here. Even though they were shooting on the mountain just now, some of them were still very nervous.

Some soldiers were also scared when they rushed down the mountain, but after this period of fighting, they seemed to be braver...

Combat strength is developed on the battlefield.

Killing one or two little devils is enough...

Some soldiers were picked up by the little devil's bayonet, but they still did not put down the ghost head sword in their hands...

Even if it means death, we must take away the little devil!

Zhou Weiguo was also fighting, roaring...

Holding the ghost head knife, he slashed at the little devil in front of him, and the knife made a roar of collision...

Zhang Yunqing held the Ghost Head Sword in one hand and held it tightly in the other.

He was slashing continuously at the Japanese squadron leader in front of him...

The little devil's sword is just beautiful to look at and has no effect.

Compared with the Ghost Head Sword, it is even weaker by many times.

Zhang Yunqing's continuous impact actually made several cuts in the Japanese sword.

In the end, the entire knife was cut off!

Zhang Yunqing's quick eyes and quick hands struck him directly on the shoulder of the Japanese squadron leader.

With a strong force, he actually cut off half of the Japanese's right shoulder, and the bloody bones were exposed...

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Yunqing quickly pulled out the knife and stabbed it into the little devil's abdomen...

"Hey, congratulations to the host for successfully killing a Japanese major. The reward is: 1 DP light machine guns, bullets*! Dayang*5!"

Sure enough, if you use the most painful way to deal with the little devil, the system will reward you the most...

Although the little devil said he had experienced hundreds of battles, his number was relatively small after all, and he had been suppressed and beaten by the New Second Regiment just now, so he had already lost his spirit.

In addition, the soldiers of the new second regiment are now extremely brave.

Those who can shoot can shoot guns, and those who can fight with bayonets can fight with bayonets.

As long as you can kill the little devil, you can master all kinds of martial arts!

Inside the narrow ravine, the air is filled with the smell of blood...

The ground is covered with corpses of little devils...

Someone with a broken arm, someone missing a leg, someone without a head...

Everywhere...

Soon, the battle has come to an end....

The little devils have been wiped out.

Now the battlefield is basically filled with soldiers from the New Second Regiment.

They surrounded more than 50 little devils.

Zhang Yunqing gave Wang Shaoan a look.

Wang Shaoan understood.

He picked up an MP38 submachine gun and fired it at the little devil in front of him.

"Comrades, kill these little devils!"

Ta da da... Ta da da... Ta da da da da...

"Hey, congratulations to the host's subordinates for killing 56 Japanese privates and above. The reward is: Garand automatic rifle*50, bullets*! Dayang*300!"

After Wang Shaoan finished the beating, he spat a mouthful of blood on the ground.

As the last gunfire passed, the entire road fell silent again.

The soldiers of the New Second Regiment just looked at the corpse of the little Japanese on the ground, silently...

The battle finally came to an end...all the little devils were wiped out!

The soldiers took a long breath, and finally the fight was over...

Some new soldiers were already sitting on the ground tiredly, wanting to rest for a while.

Zhang Yunqing saw the blood on Wang Shaoan's face and asked, "Shaoan, your face..."

"Hey, Captain, I'm fine. This is all the blood of the little devil..."

"I was already killing myself just now...I didn't even know there was blood on my face..."

"Look at the blood on the monk's body, there is more blood than mine..."

Zhang Yunqing looked behind him, and sure enough, not only was there blood on the monk's face, but even the military uniform on his body was stained red...

He really is a fierce general...

"Comrades, clean the battlefield as soon as possible..."

"If you see any little devil who is not dead..."

"Just chop off their heads with a knife!"

"Let the new recruits chop!"

"Make sure not a single living Japanese is left!"

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