In front of the position, nearly a hundred enemies, again with bayonets, shouted "yayaya" and pounced.

Hatred starts from the heart, evil grows to the guts, and Han Xing vented all the anger in his stomach on the devil in front of him. He grabbed an assault rifle with a bayonet from the side and rushed forward.

How could Han Xing rush to the front, and the fifty or sixty soldiers of the guard company who were not dead were all blocked in front of Han Xing at once. If we don't die, where can we put your commander at risk.

The officers and men of the mortar company also suffered heavy losses, and there were only sixty or seventy people left at this time. They felt that the mortars were no longer effective at this time, so they immediately picked up the weapons of the sacrificial soldiers of the guard company and rushed forward in twos and threes.

Li Dazhong also got up from the pile of corpses, his life was very big, and he was not killed, but a stray bullet grazed his face, and black and red blood flowed down, which looked very scary. There were only five or six people in his class who could stand up, and the rest would never be able to stand up.

Li Dazhong held his machete with a gloomy face, and just took a few steps forward, a devil pounced.

This devil didn't look good, his military uniform was almost burned, his face was black, and he was still holding a piece of meat, and his eyes could barely be opened. It was roasted by the blazing fire, and the skin fell off his face, and he didn't know it, and of course his eyes were wounded, and he was half blind.

Li Dazhong's nerves were numb and his eyes were dull, but there was an angry murderous aura in his dull eyes. He was so angry, there were hundreds of fierce battles, and a squad had never suffered such a big loss, and this shell actually swept away half of the brothers in life and death in his class.

Can he not be angry in his heart, and when he was angry, he vented this evil fire on the devil in front of him.

Although the little devil was holding an obvious bayonet, Li Dazhong slashed it down, and he didn't dodge. Li Dazhong's knife was originally false, but it was just a false knife, and when he saw that the devil did not react, he turned the virtual into the real, and cut off the little devil's head with a knife.

The little devil just lost his head, his body was still numb, and he held on for a while, and his body slowly fell down after losing his head.

The second devil pounced again, and Li Dazhong pinned the bayonet path of the little devil's bayonet with his machete at once, pinning his bayonet to the side. If it were normal, the little devil would have quickly drawn his bayonet back, and then made a second attack. Who would have thought that this little devil was quite slow to react, vacating his own middle lane, and he didn't react at all.

Li Dazhong snorted in his mouth, I won't play with you anymore. Directly pinned his bayonet with the machete, shifted his center of gravity to the left, freed his right leg, and kicked the little devil in the head with one kick.

The little devil fell to the ground, and never got up again, just gasping for breath, he tried desperately to get up, but he just couldn't get up.

Li Dazhong understood that the reactions of these two devils were a little abnormal. It seems that one is hungry, his body is extremely tired, and his brain is numb. The second is that they were burned by a mortar shell and a fire just now, and they were more or less injured, and the injured body of course also affected the nerves, which was not conducive to fighting.

Li Dazhong killed two devils in a row, and four devils have already been recorded.

Look at the other fighters of the guard company, although there are not many soldiers in the guard company, but grappling and fighting is their forte, plus the little devil is hungry and injured, it is already the end of the crossbow, crooked melons and cracked dates, of course they can't have the upper hand. After a while, there were only thirty or forty people left of the hundred and ten people.

Han Xing stood majestically in the center with the bayonet of an assault rifle, surrounded by a circle of officers and soldiers of the guard company and the mortar company.

Captain Zhongxiong brandished his command knife again and shouted loudly towards Han Xing's troops: "Officers and soldiers of the Zhongxiong Brigade, our heroic Imperial soldiers will not bow to any difficulties. Duck give-"

After the bloody battle, these thirty or forty devils mustered up their last strength and launched a final assault on the Chinese army in front.

"Sudden Sudden Sudden ......" Han Xing's assault rifle rang out, and the assault rifles of the rest of the soldiers also rang out, and twenty or thirty devils fell in an instant, leaving only Captain Zhongxiong and his last dozen devil soldiers.

Han Xing's mind suddenly turned, leaving these dozen devils behind to delay time for the shelling of the devils behind. He said to Zhang Xiaosan: "Company Commander Zhang, don't use guns for the rest of these devils, use bayonets!" Delay the shelling. ”

Zhang Xiaosan mechanically repeated Han Xing's opinion: "Don't shoot, the rest of these are done with bayonets!" ”

The fighters stopped firing with their guns, and the sound of ping-pong bayonets rang out again from the positions.

Han Xing turned around and shouted loudly from the position: "Director Zhang, Director Zhang—"

shouted around, but did not hear the echo of Director Zhang Zuogan. A bad thought flashed through Han Xing's mind, whether Director Zhang was injured or sacrificed. Han Xing swept around with his eyes again, only to find that not far behind, Zhang Zuogan just sat up and waved to Han Xing vigorously, his voice was no longer able to speak.

Han Xing hurriedly ran to him and saw that Zhang Zuogan's leg was injured by the explosion, and his neck was also injured, and he was covered in blood and was seriously injured.

Han Xing briefly bandaged his wound and said to him, "What about the telegraph? What about the telegraph operator? Can you send a telegram to the helicopters and tell them to come and pick us up quickly? ”

Zhang Zuogan pointed to the side, the telegraph had already been blown up, and the telegraph operator had already died.

Han Xing felt an unusually heavy heart. Communication was interrupted, and a new round of shelling by devils was faced, and the loss of the heights of Jinjing Town was a matter of time. The crux of the matter is whether these two remnants of his own company can be withdrawn.

If there were helicopters, the problem would be solved, but at this critical time, the contact with the helicopter formation was interrupted.

At this time, Han Xing heard the sound of the cannonball breaking through the air again, "Sizzle-" Han Xing looked up, and could clearly see the trajectory of the little devil's cannonball, a black cannonball, like some little old eagles, flying in the sky and flying towards the top of the mountain in Jinjing Town.

"Boom--" "Boom-" The powerful 75-mm mountain artillery shells were scattered on the hill again. The shells fell directly into the scene where the Chinese and Japanese soldiers were fighting.

"Dodge the cannonballs-" "Dodge the cannonballs-" Han Xing shouted loudly. But in the roar of this huge cannonball, Han Xing's voice was so weak.

The inhuman Japanese artillery actually opened fire on their own soldiers! These madmen.

The officers and men of the commander of the Zhongxiong Brigade and the officers and men of the mortar company of the guard company were all caught in the explosion of the shells of the heavy artillery strike. The flickering fire, the clouds of smoke, the flying shrapnel, the waves of air rushing to the sky, and the breath of death, swallowed them all.

After a while, the shelling stopped, and Han Xing looked at the remaining officers and soldiers of the Japanese army, but he couldn't see any of them, and all of them were killed in the position. Looking at the Chinese officers and soldiers, there are not many left, one here and another there.

Han Xing and the remaining dozen or so people behind them quickly rushed to the front to rescue.

At the scene of the bloody and brutal shelling, there were at most more than 30 people left in the guard company and mortar company, and most of them were either seriously injured or lightly injured.

Fortunately, Zhang Xiaosan and Qian Yifei were not killed, but were slightly injured. Li Dazhong, who was hit by shrapnel again this time, but he is not dead, but he is in a serious coma, and the wound is constantly bleeding and urgently needs surgery.

But this is a first-line company, and there are only sanitary kits in the company, not to mention doctors, and there is not even a hygienist, where can I go for surgery?

Zhang Xiaosan knew that even if Han Xing was a god, there was nothing he could do, so he could only watch Han Xing and say nothing. Qian Yifei just commanded the lightly wounded soldiers to bandage the wounds of the seriously injured soldiers. There are not many injuries on the body.

At this time, Zhang Xiaosan pointed to the bottom of the mountain and said, "Commander Han, look at it, the devils are attacking again." ”

Han Xing's heart tightened, and when he looked down the mountain, there were about three or four hundred devils, lined up in a straggler formation, and began to move towards the mountain again. As for the strength on his own mountain, there were more than a dozen people who were not wounded, and thirty or forty people who were lightly or seriously wounded, and they were no longer able to stop the enemy's attack.

But if you want to retreat, you basically can't retreat.

Zhang Xiaosan said to Han Xing anxiously: "Commander Han, our guard company is covering you, please withdraw from it?" Qian Yifei also said to Han Xing: "Our two companies are covering you, please retreat!" ”

Han Xing sneered: "At this time, can I retreat?" We are all good brothers, and we are not lonely when we die together. ”

Zhang Xiaosan was anxious and said loudly to Han Xing: "The Southern Expeditionary Army Headquarters has a word first, if you don't obey the order to retreat, I can take any action." But Commander Han, I really don't have the ability to act now. For the sake of the honor of our guard company, please withdraw it! I beg you. Otherwise, I Zhang Xiaosan won't be able to close my eyes even if I'm dead. ”

Qian Yifei also added fuel and vinegar and said: "You are the soul of the Southern Expeditionary Army, the leader of the Southern Expeditionary Army, Commander Han, with you, there will be the Southern Expeditionary Army." You just get down! Don't worry, our mortar company won't be a shame on you. ”

Han Xing shook his head and sneered again: "My life is not so precious, I won't be a deserter." Those of us who live and fight together, die, and die together. Well, get ready for battle! ”

Han Xing took a look at the enemy troops under the mountain, and said to Qian Yifei: "Company Commander Qian, shell the devils under the mountain-"

Qian Yifei agreed: "Yes!" "Commanding the remnants of artillery, an artillery bombardment of the enemy attacking down the hill was launched.

There were only a dozen mortars left in the mortar company that could still shoot, and the attacking enemy was well learned, and the formation was relatively sparse, and a burst of artillery bombardment only caused dozens of enemy casualties. After a while, the mortar stopped ringing.

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