Zhuo Fei dared to risk the danger and rushed out of the village alone, in order to shorten the distance between himself and the Japanese army, and then relied on the help of automatic guns to shoot the Japanese officers. Zhuo Fei kept crawling forward until he was only less than 200 meters away from the Japanese position, then he stopped and aimed at the Japanese army in the distance with an automatic gun, and a guy with a cloth soft military hat appeared among the Japanese soldiers wearing steel helmets, so Zhuo Fei did not hesitate to reward Haneda Hikaru with a bullet.

Pulling the bolt again to push the bullet to load, Zhuo Fei saw that the Japanese army did not appear in the panic he expected, so he couldn't help but snort coldly: "You dare to talk to Lao Tzu, isn't this looking for death?" Then I will reward you again. In this way, Zhuo Fei, who was shooting at close range, fired two shots in succession, and successively killed the commander of Haneda's team, Haneda Koichi, and a close confidant, Cao Chang, causing the other Japanese soldiers to scatter and lie down.

As the squad leader, Koichi Haneda died one by one, and the other Japanese soldiers no longer had any worries, and some Japanese soldiers had already begun to turn their heads and run away. Don't look at the short legs of the little devils, but the two short legs are not slow at all, especially when retreating, the speed is even more incredible, and in the blink of an eye, the little devils all disappeared from Zhuo Fei's sight. Zhuo Fei, who was more than 100 meters away, did not easily give up this hard-won opportunity, and after shooting three Japanese soldiers again, he chased after the Japanese army.

Ma Changhe, who was in the position at the entrance of the village, couldn't believe what he saw in front of him, but what he saw in the telescope really told him that the Japanese army had retreated, to be precise, it was a rout. One person, one rifle, forced back dozens of Japanese soldiers, in other words, a day ago, who dared to say such a thing to Ma Changhe, Ma Changhe designated that he would scold the other party for a bloody head. But now, he believed, because the facts were in front of him, and there was no room for him not to believe it.

"Stone, stone, you're not hurt, follow along, don't let that kid fall prey to the little devil's calculations." Suddenly, he saw Zhuo Fei jumping up in pursuit of the figure in the telescope, and Ma Changhe, who was still secretly having fun, immediately shouted, Zhuo Fei is now the object of competition between him and Captain Zhao, and he must not let that kid be hurt in the slightest.

Zhuo Fei, who was running "pop", suddenly stopped and squatted down, raised the rifle in his hand, and raised his hand to shoot. The bullet flew over a distance of 200 meters and accurately hit the back of the head of a Japanese soldier, and the black-red blood mixed with the brains of the white flowers splattered like a red and white firework in the air. The Japanese soldier who was shot didn't snort, and plunged to the ground and stopped moving, Zhuo Fei pulled the bolt of the gun and pushed another bullet, and then got up and chased after him.

"Da Da Da Da~!" The rapid gunfire suddenly rang out, and a temporary machine gun team of the Japanese army gave way to its companions and opened fierce fire on Zhuo Fei, who was in hot pursuit, trying to use the strong fire of the machine gun to force Zhuo Fei back, a strong enemy with superb marksmanship. "Damn" Zhuo Fei, who was on the ground, was a little afraid to touch the hole in his coat that was shot by the bullet, fortunately he dodged in time, otherwise he would have been beaten into a sieve by the string of self-beatings just now.

"Boom-boom-boom-" With a terrible scream, a cannonball fell from the sky and exploded a ball of fire in the field. "Damn it, oops, my waist." Spit out the dirt in his mouth, Zhuo Fei, who was almost completely engulfed in the smoke of the explosion, carried his rifle and retreated, if it wasn't for his quick reaction, he might have been hit by the mortar shell just now.

The sky sounded again with a terrible scream like tearing brocade, and mortar shells and grenade grenades fired by the Japanese army rained down on Zhuo Fei like a sea of mountains. "Boom, boom, boom" sounded around him one after another, as if a thunderbolt was exploding in his ears. Zhuo Fei only felt a buzzing in his head, and a noise of crows chirping in his ears. And as the smoke of gunpowder dispersed, he felt as if he was sitting on a huge drum skin. Everything around was trembling.

"The dog's cannon is really fierce, it's just that I chased and hit them a few times, and this counterattack is a hundred times." Very depressed and spit out a mouth full of dirt, Zhuo Fei couldn't help but hate and scold. Zhuo Fei didn't know that his actions had completely angered the Japanese soldiers of Haneda's team, and the two defeats were enough to make these Japanese soldiers die of shame, but Zhuo Fei attacked and killed their commander, which made the remaining Japanese soldiers change their tactics, and then pretended to be defeated by the guerrillas to make a false appearance of retreating and scattering, and then concentrated mortars and grenadiers to deal with Zhuo Fei, a big enemy, and then concentrated their forces to carry out a crazy attack on the village.

Mortar shells and grenade grenades from the Japanese army slashed at Zhuo Fei like locusts flying in the sky. Zhuo Fei's side became a sea of burning fire everywhere, and the flames suddenly burst into a dazzling scarlet, like a cloud of blood mist that exploded. Not far away, about 30 Japanese soldiers pulled out of the straggler line and were hurrying towards the guerrilla position at the entrance of the village. In the face of the madness of the Japanese army, Zhuo Fei did not panic, but there was no way to continue to intercept and shoot the Japanese army, because these remaining Japanese soldiers had already mobilized a light machine gun to use it to suppress him with grenadiers.

Although Ma Changhe and others tried their best to intercept them, they could only shoot more than a dozen Japanese soldiers, but the other Japanese soldiers fought into the village with bayonets. "Kill, you can't let the little devil enter the village." Ma Changhe, who was crutching one leg, shouted and threw over a Japanese soldier, no matter what he was holding in his hand, he just smashed his head desperately into the head of the Japanese soldier under him.

Captain Zhao only had time to shoot two Japanese soldiers in succession with his shell gun, and was pierced through the abdomen by the bayonets of the Japanese soldiers, and the ferocity of the Japanese soldiers was fully revealed at this moment. "As long as you lay down your arms and surrender to us, I will guarantee your safety." Xu was suspicious from the Browning pistol in the hands of Political Commissar Xu, and three Japanese soldiers surrounded Political Commissar Xu, and the veteran soldiers led by him even spoke blunt Chinese to persuade Political Commissar Xu to surrender.

"Long live the Eighth Route Army!" Political Commissar Xu, who had already emptied all the bullets in the magazine, had been forced to the side of the earthen wall by three Japanese soldiers, but suddenly shouted a slogan, and behind Political Commissar Xu, a grenade was emitting a wisp of green smoke. There was a loud "boom", the earth-shattering roar was muffled by the sound of the explosion, and after the smoke gradually dissipated, Political Commissar Xu had no bones, and the three Japanese soldiers who surrounded him also disappeared in the faint smoke of gunpowder.

"Long live the Eighth Route Army" Political Commissar Xu's behavior was a beginning, those guerrillas who had been wounded and lost their ability to fight shouted slogans one after another, grabbed grenades and rushed towards the Japanese troops, and those who could not move their bodies in time would also wait for the Japanese bayonets to come to them, holding the opponent's bayonets with one hand, and secretly pulling the grenades hidden under them with the other hand.

The continuous explosions at the entrance of the village were very eye-catching, even Zhuo Fei, who was suppressed by the Japanese army with grenadiers and light machine guns, heard it clearly, and Zhuo Fei didn't need to look up at it at all, just a little careful thinking, Zhuo Fei could come to a conclusion. Xu was once a killer, and the guerrillas' encounters did not make Zhuo Fei have any sad or sad expressions, in his opinion, war will always kill people, and the final destination of a soldier should be the battlefield.

The faulty heavy machine gun at the entrance of the village was repaired in time at the most critical moment, and the heavy machine gunner gently turned the muzzle of the gun, pressed his thumb on the trigger, and the muzzle of the heavy machine gun threw out a flash of fire. The canvas cartridge belt of the Maxim heavy machine gun continued to shorten into the bolt, and the hot bullet casings rained down on the trench, and the bullets were like swarms that exploded into the nest, splashing on the Japanese troops who rushed into the village. "Bang" There are Japanese veterans shooting at the guerrilla machine gunners, and the machine gunners who have been bombed in the eyebrows are unwilling to lean over and fall, and their tarnished eyes are wide open.

The machine gunner of the "Da Da" guerrilla unit fell with a bullet, but the hand holding the trigger did not let go, so the Maxim heavy machine gun still spewed out a deadly barrage. It's just that this barrage is already an aimless scattering, and it is not only the Japanese soldiers who are shrouded by the barrage, but also the surviving guerrillas in the village. The two Japanese soldiers didn't even have time to dodge before they were hit by the flying bullets, and the broken steel helmets were covered with scarlet blood and white brains.

More Japanese soldiers and guerrillas were beaten into hornet's nests by the bullets that rained down on their heads and heads, and their chests and abdomen were covered with bloody bullet holes. Whether it was a Japanese soldier or a guerrilla, in the rapid roar of heavy machine guns, the number of people who could still stand at the entrance of the village was drastically reduced, and Ma Changhe, who was covered in blood, lay on his back under a Japanese soldier, and the other party had been pierced through the neck with a bayonet, but Ma Changhe had no strength to push the body away.

One chain of bullets was gone, and the heavy machine guns finally stopped firing, and at this time there were less than 10 soldiers on both sides of the village who survived, 4 Japanese soldiers, and only 6 people left on the guerrilla side, including Ma Changhe, but 3 of them were seriously wounded. "Come on, little devil, grandpa will send you back to your hometown." Ma Changhe, whose face was covered with blood, smiled fiercely, but the four Japanese soldiers standing face to face him did not move, and their eyes were focused on Ma Changhe's left hand.

Ma Changhe, who was rescued from under the corpse by his teammates, looked like a madman, holding a bundle of grenades in his left hand, and the pull ring of one of the grenades was hanging on the index finger of his right hand. The two members of Ma Changhe's team were still rummaging through the corpses, looking for their companions who might still be alive, so Ma Changhe would not rashly detonate the grenade. The four Japanese soldiers who confronted Ma Changhe didn't want to die here, so they tried not to anger Ma Changhe, the madness of the guerrillas, they had already learned just now.