Liu Zhiyuan's direct regiment also turned around and attacked the Japanese army, they were the main regiment of the Zhuxian Column, and there was no shortage of hard battles, and such hand-to-hand combat was their forte, they were armed with assault rifles, and as soon as they turned around, they immediately rushed into the ranks of the devils.

These three troops are not only more victorious than few, but also have good weapons, this assault rifle is much more powerful than the 38 bayonet rifle, it can fire 30 rounds in a row, and the 38 rifle is no faster than the assault rifle. Without waiting to fight the bayonets, the Japanese soldiers had already been knocked down a lot.

Wu Xiaoming rushed into the enemy formation, and then he felt that without Li Dazhong, no matter how accurate his gun was, it would not be easy to exert its power! In the past, it was Li Dazhong who rushed to the front, struggling to kill the enemy, and he only played the role of a protector in the back, in case Li Dazhong encountered danger, he only needed to give the enemy one shot and it would be over.

Now, Li Dazhong is gone, and he needs to stand alone.

When the Japanese army was suddenly surrounded, they still showed their good military qualities, and quickly lined up three or two people back to back in a unit, so as to deal with the onslaught of the Chinese army, so as not to be attacked from behind.

Matsuki, the captain of the Japanese army, stupidly shouted: "Withdraw the bullets, withdraw the bullets, and fight the bayonets with the Chinese army-"

They withdrew their bullets in order to prevent accidental injury to their own people, and at the same time, it was also to show the bushido spirit of the Japanese soldiers who were not afraid of death, so as to arouse the greatest fighting spirit of the Japanese soldiers.

Wu Xiaoming understands Japanese, and he shouted loudly: "They withdraw their bullets, and we won't shoot until we have to." And they're on the bar—"

Wu Xiaoming rushed to the front, and suddenly encountered two enemies in front of him, and these two enemies were lined up side by side. If we had more soldiers, they would be back to back, and it seems that the little devils have also learned to constantly change formations.

Wu Xiaoming was also spinning in circles, hoping that the front was just an enemy and avoiding contact with the two enemies.

Wu Xiaoming was spinning in circles, and the two little devils were also spinning in circles, they didn't want to be one-on-one, and they wanted to deal with one by two. Wu Xiaoming's legs were fast, and he quickly turned to the side of a devil, and just when this devil just turned around, Wu Xiaoming stabbed with a bayonet, and the bayonet pierced through.

The Type 38 rifle is 1.66 meters long with a bayonet. And how long is the bayonet and rifle of the assault rifle, the total length of the assault rifle is 74.6 cm, the total length of the bayonet is 30.2 cm, and the bayonet is on the rifle, that is, it is one meter long, all for lightness and easy carrying. If it's the length of the game, the assault rifle will definitely lose.

But Wu Xiaoming is not afraid, he has a foundation in martial arts, and his body is brisk. As soon as the Japanese soldier saw the bayonet coming, he quickly used the gun to pull it, and he also had the disadvantage of being long, that is, he looked a little stupid.

Wu Xiaoming saw that his bayonet was over, and quickly pulled the bayonet back and again, controlling his knife path, and the foot below moved. Chinese kung fu emphasizes that the hands are two doors, all with the feet to hit people, Wu Xiaoming with a bayonet on the top of the gesture with him, and the soles of the feet are also moving, which requires extraordinary skills.

In general military training, the weight of the whole body is leaning on two legs, one leg arch, and one leg kick, in order to stab and attack, which is also to pay attention to the steady, accurate and ruthless time of stabbing. When Wu Xiaoming was facing the enemy with a bayonet, he could still free one leg, just to show that one leg could beat two legs, and he also had considerable strength to control the balance of his body.

Wu Xiaoming controlled his knife path with a bayonet, and the weight of his whole body secretly gathered on his right leg, and his left leg was freed, and he kicked hard according to the windward bone of the little devil.

There is no meat on this windward bone, that is, a layer of skin, and I am most afraid of kicking. Wu Xiaoming was a little more ruthless, and kicked it up, only to hear: "Gluck", the little devil's leg bone was kicked and broken. It hurt so much that he screamed, and he collapsed on the ground all of a sudden.

Wu Xiaoming didn't dare to end his dog's life, because there was still a devil, if he went up with a bayonet, he was afraid that the devil would give him another knife, and he would lose both, and the gains would outweigh the losses.

The rest of the devil saw that this Chinese soldier was so mighty, he knew that he had touched the stubble, he didn't dare to slack off, he shouted, and a bayonet came towards Wu Xiaoming again.

Relying on the Japanese army's 38-style bayonet commander, he came to strike first and stabbed at Wu Xiaoming. As soon as Wu Xiaoming saw that his bayonet was coming, he flicked it to the side with his assault rifle. It seems that this Japanese soldier is also quite fine, and he saw that the Type 38 rifle did not succeed, so he pulled the bayonet back and wanted to give Wu Xiaoming another stab.

It was a bit dark, and if you weren't careful, you might be hurt by a bayonet. Wu Xiaoming is a sharpshooter, and the index finger of his right hand has long been on the trigger, and as soon as his fingers moved, the three bullets of "horn horn" flew out according to the face of the little devil.

The three bullets were very evenly hit, one hit the center of the eyebrows, and two hit the cheekbones, and immediately the face was full of flowers. The little devil didn't even hum, and fell backwards.

"Humph!" Wu Xiaoming scolded, "If you are not so ruthless, you may be able to live a little longer, who told you to be so rampant, then you will live to the end." ”

Wu Xiaoming also said just now that he should not shoot unless he had to, but he did not say that he would not shoot.

Look at the devil who was kicked and lame in the leg, he had already been poked into a hornet's nest by the soldiers who rushed up from behind.

Wu Xiaoming rushed forward again, and there were three devils standing in front of him, and these three devils were back to back, forming a T-shape, wanting to fight with our soldiers with their lives.

Two more warriors rushed over, and together with Wu Xiaoming, surrounded the three devils in the middle. The fighters held assault rifles that were nearly half a meter shorter than the devil, and did not dare to attack rashly, although the little devil was bayonet long, but he did not dare to attack recklessly, and the two sides became a stalemate for a while.

Wu Xiaoming gestured at the little devil with a bayonet again, and shouted: "Kill-" bluffed towards the devil and asked for a stab. The little devil on the opposite side was startled and began to parry with bayonets. Wu Xiaoming's move was false, and there was no action just shouting.

As soon as the devil breathed a sigh of relief, Wu Xiaoming shouted again: "Kill-" and asked for another stab towards the little devil. The little devil hurriedly parried with a bayonet again. Unexpectedly, Wu Xiaoming's move was false.

With two false moves in a row, Wu Xiaoming shouted again: "Kill-" This move is real. The little devil was a little slack, and the bayonet he parried was also a little weak, just when he was powerless to parry, Wu Xiaoming fiercely pulled away his bayonet with a bayonet, and then stabbed the bayonet with all his strength.

All of a sudden, the little devil was tricked. The tip of the bayonet stabbed the little devil in the abdomen, and the hand twisted again, and the wound was even greater. The pain made the little devil grin his teeth, gasped, and his two hands with bayonets were a little loose.

When Wu Xiaoming was attacking, the rest of his eyes were still looking at the little devil's bayonet, his bayonet couldn't be lifted, Wu Xiaoming was still afraid of something, and the bayonet inserted into the devil's stomach was not pulled out, but poked forward vigorously.

The best athlete is to create opportunities for others, Wu Xiaoming remembered this sentence. Because the bayonet poked forward vigorously, the little devil who was hit fell backwards, which affected the range of movement of the other two little devils, and their activities were also greatly disturbed.

At this time, the two fighters on the periphery found an opportunity, and they launched a stab at the devil on the opposite side at the same time, "Kill-" A bayonet stabbed the little devil in the chest, and a bayonet stabbed the little devil in the shoulder.

Wu Xiaoming pulled his bayonet back, this little devil was no longer good, blood was dripping from his mouth, and his body was staggering. Wu Xiaoming simply took this devil and counted it as a shield, pushed it forward, and crashed into a devil behind him.

Due to too much strength, the devil who was hit was a delusion, and the warrior in front found an opportunity, and a stabbing stabbed the little devil down.

The other devil did not live for a few seconds, was seriously wounded, sluggish, and was soon stabbed by our warriors.

Wu Xiaoming looked at the situation on the battlefield again, these 700 devils were gathered and annihilated by three or four hundred, and the rest were still fighting as trapped beasts. In particular, a Japanese officer with a command knife was still shouting frantically: "Keep in formation, keep in formation, break out of the encirclement - break out - ducks give -"

Matsuki, the captain of the Japanese army, was still dreaming, and finally got in, and he was thinking about going back, how could there be such a good thing in the world!

Wu Xiaoming picked up the assault rifle, closed his left eye, half-opened his right eye, and pulled the trigger with his right hand with a slight aim. The three bullets flew towards the pinewood.

Of the three bullets, one hit Matsuki in the forehead, one hit Matsuki in the nose, and one shot went straight into his mouth. Which bullet is also fatal.

Songmu fell backwards, he still had a lot of worries, he still had a lot of things to do, he still had great ambitions, to be a wing commander, to be a division commander, to be a corps commander can also work hard! But now...... I couldn't do anything, so I hurried to report to the Japanese emperor.

The dragons were leaderless, and the highest commander was killed, which caused chaos in the ranks of the Japanese army for a while.

The military literacy of the Japanese army is indeed high enough, and at this time, the Harada squadron leader of the Matsuki Brigade stepped forward, and he shouted loudly in Japanese: "I am Harada, the leader of the first squadron, the Matsuki Brigade Captain Jade is broken, and the troops are under my command." All obeyed the order, and retreated on the way from which they came. Duck give-"

"You still want to retreat, retreat bullshit-" Wu Xiaoming scolded, and then picked up the assault rifle again, and shot more than ten bullets towards Harada's back.

Of the more than ten bullets, at least four or five were fired into Harada's body. Harada stumbled a few steps, and his body was directly on the ground, blood gushing out from his mouth, chest, and stomach. He gasped for a few breaths, spurted out a few more mouthfuls of blood, lest he die and suffocate in his stomach, and then he lowered his head and did not move.