White-knuckle combat is different from the war of hot weapons such as guns, whether you knock down an enemy with a single shot or blow them up with a single shot, but it is from a distance, and you can't feel the temperature of blood.

And in the brutal white-knuckle battle, you can not only feel the blood rising up to the sky at close range, but also the warmth of blood, which is also close at hand.

A general once said that white-knuckle warfare is the best way to verify the quality of an army, and an army that has not experienced white-knuckle warfare can never be called a strong army.

In fact, it is said that white-knuckle combat is extremely cruel, and an army that has not experienced such a brutal battle, you can't be sure how strong his will to fight will be.

What is the most striking feature of the 29th Army, which was formed on the basis of the Northwest Army? is that everyone carries a big knife behind their backs, even in the most difficult days in Shanxi, the 29th Army, known as the big knife army, also practices hard every day.

If the Chinese army in the thirties and forties was not afraid of white-knuckle warfare, then the 29th Army could definitely occupy a place. A few days ago, the 109th Brigade of the 29th Army slashed and killed thousands of Japanese soldiers in a night attack with a broadsword, and the whole of China raised their eyebrows and puffed up at this victory in this battle that was not a big scale.

Because it was a victory in a white-knuckle battle, it proved the courage of Chinese soldiers.

Even the Japanese army, which was famous for its stabbing skills, suffered a big loss under the broadsword, not to mention the puppet army trained by the Japanese.

It is said that the combat effectiveness of the puppet army is not weak, it also depends on when, when the war is smooth, they are more fierce than wolves, more vicious than tigers, but once the war is not smooth, that is, a pile of scum.

A group of soldiers without faith can at best be called a group of armed straw bandits, not an army.

The puppet army is the most appropriate name for them.

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The word "blood-colored" will only come to you when you see a big head falling, full of blood spurting out a column of blood nearly two meters high, that you will understand the origin of the creation of this word.

With the help of the power of jumping from the top of the trench, Li Guobin slashed down, directly slashed the rifle that a puppet soldier was resisting horizontally, and then twisted his hips sideways, and with a sharp wave of one hand, he cut off the head of the stunned puppet soldier by the neck.

The terrified puppet army even had his eyes open when his head fell, and his mouth was still moving hard, as if begging: Don't kill me.

The blood that rose to the sky spewed out a rain of blood, covering a radius of six or seven meters. Li Guobin, who was located in the center of the blood rain, was naturally no exception, the enemy's blood drenched him from head to toe, but this stared at a pair of blood-red big eyes and stretched out his tongue and licked his lips, it is estimated that subconsciously, the young ensign, who had been fighting for most of the day and was extremely thirsty, felt the rich moisture contained in the blood.

Several puppet soldiers who had been frightened by the ferocious killing method of the big blade were directly frightened by this "bloodthirsty maniac", and let out a shout, not daring to rush forward to fight and kill, but turned around and ran out of the trench.

The ripple effects of this run are terrible. Originally, the four tanks were blown up and the psychology of the puppet army was pressed to a state of imminent collapse, if it weren't for the fact that they still had a lot of companions, who were still clanging with spears and fighting with the broadsword army at this time, they would have run away a long time ago.

But now, the companions who kept turning around and fleeing were like the last straw that broke the camel's back. As a result, there was the same psychological breakdown as last time.

Only this time, you don't need to outrun the enemy's bullets, just outrun your own pig teammates.

No one expected that the first white-knuckle battle that broke out on the battlefield of Luo Wenyu would end in less than a minute, and the ending was that the more than 300 puppet troops with the advantage of the Fengtian Independent Brigade completely collapsed, and the 1st company with only more than 100 people rushed out of the trench to cover more than 100 meters, and a total of nearly 200 people were hacked and wounded.

In other words, of the nearly 500 men of the three infantry companies responsible for attacking the position of the 1st Company, only 100 men had a chance to escape more than 100 meters in front of the position of the 1st Company, and the rest, whether they were dead or half-dead, were lying on the position of the 1st Company.

The commanders of the two armies, both on and off the mountain, showed their perception of this white-knuckle battle with wide-eyed and unbelievable attitudes.

"I'll join your mother-in-law, these two devils are too vegetable! Is this a killing of the guts? Duan Gang watched in the telescope as the 100 commanders of the 1st Company went crazy under the leadership of Li Guobin, brandishing a big knife and chasing the unmotivated puppet army all over the mountains, cutting the puppet army to the ground like killing chickens, and couldn't help but scold.

It's really too much for such a bunch of grass-like guys to waste hundreds of shells.

"Blow the trumpet! Let Li Guobin and them come back, and don't let the devil's heavy machine gun target them. Wang Hechun remained calm enough when his smile bloomed.

The retreating trumpets sounded over the frontal positions.

"Withdraw!" Li Guobin wiped the blood on his face, looked at the puppet army fleeing dozens of meters away, roared angrily, and grabbed the private who was still rushing down with a knife, "Go, go back to the trench!" ”

As soon as they heard the retreat trumpet from the main position, the hundreds of officers and soldiers who killed the red eyes quickly retreated, and did not give a chance to Mitsumi Suzuki, who was so angry that he held the command knife and trembled by the clumsy performance of the Mukden Independent Brigade.

"Heavy machine guns, shoot, shoot!" Mitsumi Suzuki roared angrily, pulled out his command knife, pointed ahead and roared.

A platoon of heavy machine-gun bullets swept across the position that had just been facing each other, but the two mortars that had been prepared for a long time also began to counterattack, directly hitting the heavy machine-gun positions that dared to shoot.

And the few infantry guns that were waiting for them could only stare dryly, and they fired at the point, but the Chinese mortars were hidden in the mountain passes, how could they fight?

Li Shoushan, whose face was pale, quietly took a few steps back, he didn't want to be the ghost of the sword under the anger of His Excellency Major General Mitsu Suzuki.

"Baga, they're all dead." Mitsumi Suzuki looked at the rout army rushing down from the mountain with a hideous gaze, and pulled out his command knife and waved.

The Overseer's machine guns, which had been silent for a long time, rang out again.

Changzhi Daxiong's arrogance and failure to let the infantry consolidate their positions before attacking led to the loss of half of the tanks of the tank brigade, including himself, to the Chinese's positions, which was stupid enough, but he had already used his life to maintain the honor of the Changzhi family.

However, the hundreds of people who had already attacked the position of the Fengtian Independent Brigade were driven away from the position like chickens before they could hold out for even a minute, and this result was really unbearable.

The puppet soldiers who did not die in the white-knuckle battle rained blood and wailed under the strafing of machine guns.

But the rabbit bites even when it is in a hurry, let alone more than a hundred soldiers with guns? It may be that they were beaten in a hurry, or they may have been mentally prepared when they rushed down the mountain, and the routs simply lay on the ground and shot at the Japanese army overseers with the rifles in their hands.

In particular, machine gunners and grenadiers, who are generally 80 meters behind the infantry, have a much greater chance of survival than the infantry, don't look at the five mountain guns, but they rolled into the crater early, and at least 8 light machine guns and 10 groups of grenadiers survived.

As soon as they saw that the Japanese were really ruthless and began to shoot slaughter again, the soldiers were also furious. The marksmanship of the puppet army, who had undergone strict training from the Japanese army, was not vegetarian, and the range of two hundred meters was not too difficult for them.

Don't look at the dozens of machine guns of the Japanese supervision team, but these more than 100 rifles and 8 light machine guns and 10 groups of grenadiers are so condescending to fight down like this, the Japanese army is not possessed by Wolverine, after a few rows of gunfire, the Japanese army supervision team fell more than 20 people.

At least 3 LMG guns were blown to pieces by grenadiers hiding behind rocks.

Is this damn okay? The commanders on the positions of the two armies were once again blinded by this strange sight.

"Baga, bastard, bastard, all dead." Mitsumi Suzuki almost didn't squirt out a mouthful of old blood.

However, after all, Suzuki Mitsu was the commander of a major general-level brigade commanding nearly 10,000 people, and while he was angry, he immediately swept the afterglow of his eyes to a group of officers of the Mukden Independent Brigade.

As a result, what he saw was the flashing eyes of a group of Chinese officers led by Li Shoushan.