At that time, Sun Desheng's body had already rotated to the left to the extreme, and the little devil who cooperated with the sneak attack was from the left wing of the devil, and Sun Desheng's right wing quickly stabbed him.

The individual combat ability of the Japanese soldiers was very strong, not only in marksmanship and various individual military operations, but also in bayonet assault.

This is something that the tall US military also deeply understands.

This old devil's knife was fast, accurate, and ruthless, and almost when Sun Desheng's knife was old, he quickly stabbed.

This thorn is almost perfect, even Han Feng can't find any flaws here, whether it is the timing of the stab, or the strength and ferocity, this old devil has shown it to the fullest.

Sun Desheng had even seen the slight upturned mockery on the corner of the old devil's mouth.

In the eyes of this old devil, this stab can completely penetrate the chest of the formidable enemy in front of him.

At the last moment, the rich experience of battlefield fighting saved Sun Desheng's life.

As an iron-blooded soldier, Sun Desheng is not afraid of death, he is afraid that he can't pull a few more little devils on his back before he dies, of course he can't die in the hands of a little devil so easily.

At this point, although he couldn't dodge, and his body rotated to the left to the extreme because of the swing of the knife, he had time to rotate to the right, before the old devil's bayonet stabbed.

If you rotate too slowly, you will be stabbed in the chest by the devil, and if you spin too hard, you will be stabbed in the back by the devil, both of which will be seriously injured, Sun Desheng knows very well what it means to lose combat effectiveness when fighting a bayonet, and all that awaits you is death.

Sun Desheng is a person who admits death, is a decisive person, he almost did not hesitate, his upper body quickly turned to the right, exposing his left arm, leaving the old devil's bayonet, the saber held in his right hand, and at the same time quickly waved horizontally, wanting to remove the Japanese bayonet.

But the strength of this old devil is quite not small, and he is holding the bayonet with both hands and stabbing with all his might.

Keng——

If Sun Desheng could block the back of the erected saber on his arm, he would naturally be able to block the tip of the devil's bayonet, but he was not a legendary martial arts master, so he naturally couldn't do so.

The saber slashed against the blade of the bayonet with a piercing sonorous sound, which only slightly changed the trajectory of the Japanese bayonet.

Poof—

The bayonet flashing with cold light was fiercely inserted into the left half of Sun Desheng's left arm, and the corners of the old devil's mouth had already shown a bit of smugness, but before he had time to be shocked, Sun Desheng endured severe pain, and the saber waved in his right hand slashed at his neck.

The blood that spurted out of the neck stalk again splattered more than three feet.

Sun Desheng withdrew his saber without changing his face, and he roared loudly: "Kill-"

The sound of one person shouting and killing can also shake the sky!

The soldiers of the reinforced company who were fighting with bayonets and the soldiers of the reinforced company who were launching the final distance charge towards the Japanese army were all shocked.

The enemy was immediately three points weaker, perhaps out of awe of this invincible momentum, there were no devils around Sun Desheng for the time being.

Sun Desheng withdrew the saber, from the previous posture of holding the handle of the knife with both hands, to holding the knife with one hand, and indirectly killed the two devils in a few breaths, and his eyes did not even blink.

Straightened up and continued to look for the next enemy, blood gushing from his left arm, already soaking his shirt with a crimson.

This is the battlefield, even if there is a sharp pain in the left arm, and the loss of blood makes the original vitality pass quickly, Sun Desheng has no leisure to deal with the wound.

In the tragic white-knuckle battle, you can only keep killing the devil, otherwise you will be killed by the devil.

From beginning to end, Sun Desheng didn't even glance at his left arm, he thought that this left arm was no longer his own, and with this hint of transfer, he let himself ignore all the pain.

At this moment, the soldiers of the first company are like a group of madmen, a group of madmen who want to gnaw a piece of meat on the enemy and drink a mouthful of blood.

When Sun Desheng, who was covered in blood, as the soul of a company, was fighting at the tip of the knife, raising his arms and shouting, this madman group immediately reached the peak of madness.

Kill –

The vanguard bought time for the follow-up team.

The more than 200 soldiers of the first company who still had combat effectiveness were completely mixed with the Japanese army, and the gray, green, and flowerless clothes were dazzling to see.

Yoshida Shimono looked at this Eighth Route Army team in shock, and two words flashed through his mind, "madman".

This team looks like they're here to kill the enemy? It's clearly a group of crazy people who don't want to die, and the entire white-edged battlefield is almost all life-for-life fighting.

The soldiers of the first company seemed to be convinced that their own outnumber was superior to the number of devils, and they did not care about their own lives when fighting with bayonets.

The enemy's bayonet is sent to his chest, and his own bayonet must be sent into the enemy's chest at the same time, and the devil has cut off my arm, and I will cut off his head.

The Japanese soldiers were indeed good at fighting bayonets, but there was a premise that they had to face a normal enemy.

They have never heard of an enemy like this one in front of them, who is completely unreasonable, one by one, fighting for their lives as if they had gone mad.

It's an amazing way to play, and once your enemy doesn't care about his own life, you can imagine that his every sword will be brave, and his every fight will be unscrupulous.

And you, while trembling, will be somewhat afraid.

This Chinese battlefield, just under this inconspicuous hillside, finally left Yoshida Shimono with an unforgettable shocking scene.

Yoshida Shimono, who was shrouded by this shock, even feared in his heart.

The emperor has always been fearless in fighting bayonets, but this time it seems to have rewritten history, and the Japanese soldiers of Yoshida's squadron began to retreat gradually in cowardice.

Without Yoshida Shimono's order, the Japanese soldiers were already afraid, and they subconsciously did not want to fight this group of madmen.

In addition, this cunning Eighth Route Army seems to have done something on the rifles, most of them are 38-type rifles, but a wooden strip has been lengthened at the bottom of the butt, although it is only more than ten centimeters.

In this tragic white-knuckle battlefield, the principle of one inch strong and one inch long is still very applicable, coupled with a series of deadly plays, when the two sides have just come into contact, the Yoshida squadron can still have the absolute upper hand.

But the more you fight, the more frightened you become, and the more you fight, the more shocking you become.

Although it was an enemy, Yoshida Shimono still looked at the figure of Sun Desheng who was fighting at the forefront with admiration, and he knew that it was this figure of bloody battle that completely inspired the blood and madness of all enemies.

"Retreat! (Blow up the baggage and retreat!) ）”

Yoshida Shimono shouted in order, and at the same time quietly aimed the muzzle of his rifle at the figure that was still fighting not far from him.

He knew that such an act was despicable and shameless, but he had no choice, he could not show the slightest mercy to his enemies.

Bang –

The sound of the pistol seemed insignificant on the battlefield.

However, the results achieved were fruitful, and Sun Desheng, who was already covered in blood, fell headlong in the exclamations of everyone.

(Evacuate quickly, evacuate!) ）”

Yoshida's squadron began to retreat quickly, blowing up heavy machine guns and taking other easy-to-carry weapons with them.

But Yoshida Shimono made a fatal mistake, a mistake that he regretted a lot.

He should never have knocked Sun Desheng down while retreating, for he never knew what kind of unquenchable anger his enemies would be caused by such an act.

"Kill, avenge the company commander!"

The company commander's eyes were split, at this moment, he couldn't hear or see anything in his mind, he had only one thought, to kill the devil in front of him, kill it, and avenge the battalion commander.

The soldiers of the first company also witnessed the fall of the battalion commander Sun Desheng, and their anger completely pushed their madness to the highest peak.

Now he is no longer looking for any tactics, as long as it is a means that can kill the enemy, no one will hesitate in the slightest.

Yoshida's squadron wants to evacuate at this time? Wishful thinking, the soldiers of the first company sacrificed their lives to pursue, just like a piece of kraft candy, a piece of kraft candy that can kill you at any time, sticking to the back of Yoshida's squadron, and if you don't kill the last devil, you can't get rid of it.

In the rear of the first company, Huang Shicheng was tightly guarded by the soldiers of the guard platoon.

Huang Shicheng's heart suddenly gave birth to an inexplicable feeling, he didn't know whether he was worried or happy at the moment, he witnessed Sun Desheng's fall, and he also knew what kind of storm was coming because of Sun Desheng's fall.

In the face of such a bloody company, he only had shock and admiration in his heart, but he didn't seem to regret it, and he still felt that all his actions today were reasonable.

In the war, sacrifice was inevitable, and he saw that Yoshida's squadron had been completely defeated, and this battle, because of his command of Huang Shicheng, was won.

"Comrades, do you see? We've won. Huang Shicheng shouted excitedly.

And beside him, none of the soldiers of the security platoon said a word, and they turned their backs to Huang Shicheng, and their faces showed disdain and ridicule......