In this area of northwest Shanxi, the weather is frighteningly cold in winter, the inner lining of the devil's steel helmet is too thin, if it is sweaty and wet in the cold, the head will be frozen with the skin and flesh if you don't pay attention to it, and you can't pull it off.

Therefore, the head of the Japanese soldier Cao in the cloth hat bloomed directly under the butt of the gun that Han Feng smashed with great strength, and before the person had time to react, he completely fainted.

Yang Jie, who was already ready to die, knew that he was saved, and was about to struggle to get up to thank this quick-eyed comrade for a few words, but when he looked up, he saw that Han Feng was snatching the Type 38 rifle with a bayonet from the hands of the faint Japanese soldier Cao, and when he was gone, he did not forget to make up for the heart of the Japanese soldier Cao.

Yang Jie was a little stunned, and even forgot for a moment that this was a battlefield that could kill people at any time, what the hell should a recruit look like? Inserting the bayonet into the devil's heart, it was like inserting a kitchen knife into tofu, and when the devil soldier Cao made the last convulsions before death in a coma, he even saw Han Feng kick the devil soldier Cao fiercely, and then spit and scolded and scolded: Dog, let you come to China to spread wild, tender will not kill you.

"My Yang Da Platoon Leader, you won't want me to help you up, will you?"

Yang Jie recovered from his stunnedness, and hurriedly got up from the ground, and there was a burst of pain in his back that was pressed by the Japanese army, which was separated by a stone under his back, and he yelled at Han Feng: "Fuck, you rookie egg, who told you to rush out?" ”

With a bang, the Type 38 rifle that Han Feng had just pulled the bolt in his hand and fired, and a ghost soldier Cao who was rushing towards Yang Jie fell to the ground, "Okay, let's talk about it after the battle." ”

Yang Jie was speechless for a while, and after he quickly checked the bayonet made by Hanyang in his hand, he hurriedly moved closer to Han Feng's direction, and halfway through, his mind was still full of the scene where Han Feng shot him: The recoil of the 38 big Gaier is not small, this kid is a rookie, and his arm didn't shake even a little? Not only that, but the bullet pierced through the façade of the Japanese soldier and killed him with one shot. It's all astonishing.

At this time, Han Feng couldn't care about the shock in Yang Jie's heart, and he was full of excitement when he finally got the gun, he didn't come up and chose to fight the bayonet, but first emptied the remaining three bullets in the Type 38 rifle and the five bullets from the bullet bag of the devil army Cao, and then held the bayonet and killed the surrounding devils.

The two little devils were killed under Han Feng's elusive assassination technique, but Han Feng, who was cut a little by the devil's bayonet, became more and more handy, he groped for the bayonet when he was in the third shift, and it took a week to integrate his body into the assassination technique, and now it seems that the effect is not bad.

The soldiers of the Japanese army are very good at fighting bayonets, generally when the number is insufficient, they often fight in groups of three, back to back to each other, this kind of bayonet triangle that can be put together temporarily is very practical, from anywhere can not bypass the edge of the bayonet, there is no flaw, no wonder later generations are always full of rumors in the real war of resistance in the triangular assassination array composed of three devils can deal with the eight roads and a squad.

When Han Feng was analyzing the triangular assassination combination of the Japanese army, the three free Japanese soldiers were eyeing him at the same time, but this time their numbers had the upper hand, so naturally there was no need to build any more triangular formations.

The three devils opened up the formation and approached Han Feng with a blockade situation, this kind of situation is rare, the strength of the Japanese army is extremely scarce in the vast land of China, and every time they fight, they almost fight more with less.

Therefore, in order to create a heroic image in later TV dramas, the scene of several devils dealing with a Chinese soldier at the same time is not real, the Japanese army is very confident and proud in assassination, many times the situation is just the opposite, several Chinese soldiers around a Japanese soldier assassination constitutes the main theme of the battlefield white-knuckle battle.

At this moment, the reason why these three Japanese soldiers outflanked Han Feng at the same time was because they noticed the scene where Han Feng had easily killed two Japanese soldiers earlier.

Japanese soldiers are not stupid, on the contrary, they are smart and not pedantic, and when faced with a tough enemy, they never pay attention to any fair, one-on-one bushido spirit? It's pure coaxing of children.

Three Japanese soldiers stabbed at Han Feng at the same time, blocking several dead ends in his body, and if Han Feng wanted to survive at this time, it seemed that there was only one way to retreat.

However, this is not the case, and the little devil still has not learned the essence of battlefield improvisation.

Han Feng's toes moved lightly, and he immediately scooped up the loose soil on the instep of his foot, and then the instep slammed into the air, and this invincible secret weapon, sand, entered the eyes of the three devils at the same time.

The reaction of the two devils was half a beat slower, and Han Feng raised and fell with his knife, and a deadly blood mark appeared on their necks, which slowly softened to the ground.

The other devil was shrewd, and the next moment he was blinded, he took a few steps back vigorously, and only then could he dodge Han Feng's fatal blow.

The little devil who regained his sight was like thunder, and because of the poor vocabulary of the Japanese army, he only had time to scold "Baga" angrily, and then stabbed at Han Feng in anger......

When Yang Jie finally arrived in shock, Han Feng sent the bayonet shining with cold light in his hand into the chest of the last Japanese soldier.

Yang Jie's jaw was about to fall to the ground due to shock, but Han Feng quickly picked up the Type 38 rifles on the three devils in a calm manner.

"Platoon Commander Yang, this devil's rifle is better than ours, we have a share, I'll give you one!" Han Feng threw a 38 big gay to Yang Jie, and Lieutenant General Yang Jie caught the gun.

Yang Jie knew that he was no longer qualified to continue to speak to stop Han Feng, such a soldier was already beyond the scope of a recruit in his cognition.

Not far away, the battlefield that was about to be silent in the "Cold Weapon Age" suddenly rang out again with machine gun fire, and several new regiments of soldiers fell down in an instant.

This movement immediately woke up Han Feng and Yang Jie, it turned out that the Japanese lieutenant commander saw that the general situation was gone, and he and several soldiers were in a relatively hidden place, set up two crooked light machine guns and fired them. Under the dense firepower, the soldiers of the new regiment suffered a lot of damage, and hurriedly looked for cover in all directions, temporarily avoiding the edge of the devil's machine gun.

It's just that this is not the way to go, a few devils are well-trained and constantly reload and shoot with magazines, and as soon as the shooters fall, new shooters are immediately replenished, and the soldiers of the first battalion have only increased their casualties, and it is impossible to organize an effective charge in a short time.

Yang Jie looked anxiously behind a wheat bunker, and then he saw Han Feng beside him quickly raise his Type 38 rifle to aim.

"No, it's too far from here, it's more than a hundred steps, and there's a lot of bunker in front of the devil......"

The sound of the two light machine guns came to an abrupt end, and the shouting of a platoon leader Yang Jie also stopped abruptly.

The rugged figure in the distance let out a hoarse but loud roar: "Damn it, good marksmanship, brothers kill me!" ”

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