On the Yellow Grass Ridge.

Li Yunlong was about to fall asleep.

It's too cold, or I'd have fallen asleep.

In a drowsy state, Zhang Dabiao, who was lying next to him, suddenly shouted: "Commander, there is light!" ”

"Huh?" Li Yunlong, who was still staring in a daze just now, woke up suddenly, opened his eyes and looked ahead, and sure enough, he saw a little fire on the mountain road in front of him.

"Binoculars!" Li Yunlong stretched out his hand.

Zhang Dabiao obediently presented his binoculars.

Li Yunlong took the telescope and looked forward, and he could see it a little more clearly.

Almost at the same time, Chu Yunfei also saw clearly through his telescope and said, "Brother Yunlong, what a devil, I really let you catch it!" ”

Li Yunlong just smiled when he heard this.

Within a few minutes, the devil was within two kilometers.

This distance can be seen more clearly through a telescope.

Chu Yunfei said: "There must be more than two hundred people, and there must be a reinforced squadron!" ”

Li Yunlong put down the binoculars, took out the shell gun on his waist and put it in front of him, opened the safety and then opened the nose, and then instructed Zhang Dabiao: "Pass the order and prepare for battle!" ”

Zhang Dabiao immediately turned his head and shouted: "Pass the order, prepare to fight!" ”

Li Yunlong's order was quickly conveyed by word of mouth, and more than 360 soldiers of the 1st Battalion of the Independent Regiment woke up from their slumber one after another, opened the safe, and pushed the bullet into their chambers.

An aura of slaughter immediately began to spread.

Chu Yunfei raised his wrist and looked at the Panerai radium watch, only to see that the hour hand had pointed to half past two in the morning, and it was less than three hours before dawn.

Looking back at the direction of Daxia Bay, there was still silence.

It seems that the Yamamoto team is in trouble in Chenjiayu.

However, the biggest trouble for the Japanese army was the observation group.

Looking at Li Yunlong, who was gearing up, and more than 360 soldiers of the Eighth Route Army with their bayonets unsheathed, Chu Yunfei felt that the Japanese battlefield observation group that was coming from the mountain road ahead was afraid that it would be difficult to escape.

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"Hurry up, it's almost too late!"

"No matter how slow it is, you won't be able to catch up with the performance of Yamamoto's special forces!"

"I finally persuaded Oshiro-kun, it would be a pity if I couldn't catch up with the performance of Yamamoto's special forces!"

Naoto Hattori strode forward while constantly urging the officers around him: "You young people are really not good, your foot strength is not as good as an old man like me!" ”

"General, you're not an old man." One of the young men said, "I've heard that you have set a record of going to the comfort station to relax for seven consecutive days this year. ”

"Why, it's only five days."

"Five days is already remarkable!"

"The general is really majestic!"

Two Osa, four Nakasa, and a dozen Shaosa surrounded Naoto Hattori, and a group of people talked about men, and from time to time let out smug laughter.

Kato Takeshi felt bitter in his heart, and he wanted to remind them not to talk loudly, but he didn't dare.

In front of a group of adjutants and a major general, his little lieutenant was just a fart.

Therefore, the only thing Takeshi Kato can do is to order his soldiers to be vigilant and not to let go of anything suspicious on both sides of the mountain road!

At a certain moment, Kato suddenly heard a soft sound of "click".

The sound sounded like the bolt of a rifle being pulled.

Suddenly, the hairs on Kato's body stood upside down, and he raised his right hand.

The infantry following behind him stopped, and the officers of the field observation group were also forced to stop.

A Shao Zuo immediately strode forward and scolded: "Baga, how can you ...... back?"

Before the last syllable could be spoken, a gunshot rang out on the mountain beam on the right, and a blood flower immediately bloomed in the chest of that young man, and a shot hit the heart!

In the next moment, the sound of gunfire rang out.

Six Type 92 heavy machine guns, 18 crooked light machine guns, and more than 300 Type 38 rifles fired at the same time, instantly intertwined into a dense network of firepower.

Cover the devils crowded on the mountain road.

It's just a wave of firepower, and most of the devils have fallen!

Before Naoto Hattori could react, he was beaten into a sieve.

Immediately afterward, hundreds of grenades rained down.

After the continuous explosions, there was a ticking of military horns.

Then, in the light of the grenade explosion, hundreds of soldiers of the Eighth Route Army were already rushing down the mountain like a tide with their 38-type rifles with bayonets in their hands.

"Kill!" Zhang Dabiao brandished the ghost head knife and rushed to the front of the line.

The style of the 29th Army Broadsword Team has been integrated into Zhang Dabiao's bone marrow, and he will take the lead in every battle.

A devil Wu Chang bore the brunt of the attack, and was slashed to the ground by Zhang Dabiao, and the sharpened ghost head knife directly cut off half of the head of the devil Wu Chang.

Another devil soldier Cao Chang raised a knife and stabbed it, but was dodged by Zhang Dabiao, and his backhand was wiped with a knife.

I saw that the devil army Cao Chang cut a big hole on the side of his neck, and the blood immediately shot out.

Zhang Dabiao's fierce performance soon attracted the attention of other devils, and the three devils held bayonets and set up a zigzag formation to surround Zhang Dabiao.

Zhang Dabiao was not afraid.

Suddenly exhaled, and roared at the devil in front of him.

Then taking advantage of the moment when the devil in front was stunned for a moment, he turned around and pounced on the devil on the right, and in a flash of cold light, the devil on the right side had been slashed to the ground by Zhang Dabiao.

The sharp ghost head knife opened a big hole directly in the devil's chest, and even the intestines fell out.

"Yaga!" The remaining two devils were furious, and at the same time raised their guns and stabbed, blocking Zhang Dabiao's dodges to the left and right.

At the moment of life and death, I saw Zhang Dabiao rolling on a lazy donkey, and the person was already lying on the ground.

At the same time as he fell to the ground, the ghost head knife in his hand was swung out again, and the axial foot of the devil on the left side was immediately cut off at the ankle.

When his ankle was cut off, the devil immediately screamed, fell to the ground and wailed, and Zhang Dabiao cut off his head with another backhand.

The devil's screams stopped abruptly.

In the blink of an eye, only one of the three devils remained.

Zhang Dabiao jumped up and grinned, revealing two rows of Bai Sensen's teeth.

The rest of the devil was also fierce, howling and holding the 38 big cover and another thrust.

This time, Zhang Dabiao was much more relaxed, just stretched out his hand, and blocked the devil's bayonet, and then gently swiped the devil's head knife to cut the throat of the last devil.

Zhang Dabiao leaned against the devil with his body again.

The devil watched as the blood rushed out of his throat, and watched his own blood drain little by little, and the fear of death instantly enveloped him.