Rumble~

"Dog left~"

"Ah, my legs~"

This is a battlefield of blood and fire, a few shells fired, and a soldier of the Central Army was torn apart on the spot, and the two soldiers next to him were also blown away, one soldier's thigh was missing, and the other soldier was squeezed to only the upper body, dragging a pile of intestines and flying seven or eight meters......

This is the position of the 6xx regiment, and the devils have started a new round of shelling, because they have not been able to attack for a long time, and now they can't wait.

At this time, everyone held their breath, the machetes with black and bright were placed on the edge of the trenches, and the bullets on their bodies were almost finished, and now they were waiting for the devils to come up and engage them in a white-knuckle battle.

The Northwest Army does not fight with bayonets, they think that fighting bayonets is a way of fighting with a false head, and the big knife liar is the best weapon, and a knife can cut off the head of a devil.

At this time, Regiment Commander He Hui also picked up a machete in his hand, seeing that the devil in front of him would rush to the position, he threw away the gun in his hand, grabbed a big blade and shouted at the soldiers in the trench:

"Brothers, it's time to let the devils taste the power of our big blades, when it comes to white-knuckle warfare, our Northwest Army has never been afraid of anyone, let these devils see who is the ancestor of playing white-knuckle warfare, kill~"

For a time, the sound of killing on the battlefield shook the sky, and the dust rose everywhere, and many soldiers tied two grenades, carried a machete in their hands, threw away the steel helmets on their heads, and raised the machete and shouted loudly.

At the same time, the devil also rushed to the position, and the bayonet was already close to the chest of the soldiers of the Central Army.

"Ahhh~"

The two sides erupted into a battle of shouts, a bloody clash between men, broadswords against bayonets, bursts of metallic clashing, mixed with some cries of pain.

In less than three minutes, at least ten explosions sounded on this battlefield, and some soldiers of the Northwest Army, in order not to drag down their companions and prevent themselves from cowardly death, first pretended to be dead and lay on the ground, and when the devils passed by, they hugged their waists and resolutely pulled the grenades on their waists, no matter how the devils stabbed them with bayonets, a pair of arms were like pliers, clamped on the devil's waist......

I heard a loud bang, and the bodies of the two people were torn apart like paper, and blood was splattered everywhere.

The whole position was stained red, and many people held machetes with blood on their hands, and even the hilts were slipping, but even so, they still did not retreat, because they had a belief in their hearts: people are in the position!

Many people don't understand what kind of thing this senseless persistence is, and outsiders may not be able to see it, but some people can find something important, and there is something important in the soldier, something called the military spirit.

"Ah~"

Regiment Commander He raised the big blade in his hand and jumped up violently, splitting half of the devil's body with one sword, and even cutting off the 38 big covers.

The rest of the devils rushed up frantically, and a bayonet stabbed the commander of the regiment in the thigh fiercely, and he let out a miserable scream on the spot, and the adults slashed at the devil's head with a desperate injury.

Four or five devils surrounded him, because the devils also saw that this was an official......

He looked at the four or five devils in front of him, a lot of blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, and the yellow military uniform of the whole person was also stained red with blood.

I saw him raise his finger towards a few devils, a smile on the corner of his mouth, and the blood between his teeth looked so hideous.

Just as a few devils were about to rush up, several gunshots rang out, and these devils were knocked over on the spot.

Commander He didn't have time to see who the person was, and a donkey rolled over to mend the knife to the devil who was not dead.

At this time, a group of people rushed up, led by a fat man, holding an original Mauser rifle in his hand, and the bayonet was a little short, but this little fat man did not look weak at all.

After a shot, he didn't pull the bolt, but rushed up to the bayonet of the devil in front of him, and the backhand of the devil's bayonet was a shot, and the support smashed on the devil's head, smashing the devil's head half a year old on the spot, and then another knife stabbed the devil in the chest.

Such a crisp and neat bayonet fighting technique even the regimental commander thought it was excellent, and the only thing he was surprised about was the identity of these people.

"Eight roads? How did they end up here? ”

"Don't be in a daze, first kill these devils on the position, and then you won't be able to keep your position in a daze."

Ignoring this fat man's rudeness, he and the head of the regiment found his machete and rushed forward, at this time, as long as the other party is not an enemy, then don't care about the identity of the other party, what are the people who have already walked in front of Lord Yama afraid of, it's a big deal to leave more than 100 catties here.

"Ahh......hh

A devil soldier rushed over, but Li Feng shouted to the regiment commander behind him:

"I'll leave this one to you, I want the one in front!"

The few katanas on Li Feng's body that could be seen were taken away, and even some inferior katana were taken by the elder sister to give favors, so he urgently needed a katana to hang on his waist now.

This is the honor of killing the enemy, and it is the pride of his soldier, which is much stronger than those bronze medals and commendations.

Seeing this devil in front of him, the rank was a second lieutenant, Li Feng's whole person became excited, the officer's katana should be better than that of ordinary military Cao.

The devil in front of him was a little puzzled, he didn't understand why the Chinese soldier on the other side was so excited to see him, didn't he say that Chinese had poor bayonet skills, it stands to reason that he should be scared, why was there a smile on his face?

The more this devil lieutenant thought about it, the more angry he became, and he seemed to think of why, because the other party regarded him as a low-hanging prey, how could he not be angry?

The devils have always been proud, especially in the fight for bayonets, they think they are invincible in the world, so they don't take the Chinese army seriously at all.

It's just that what he didn't expect was that the fat man in front of him had excellent assassination skills, no matter what bayonet or big blade you had, it would not work in front of him, and he could kill you with his bare hands.

After this devil saw Li Feng's contemptuous eyes, he screamed and brandished his katana and slashed over, he must cut off the head of the fat man in front of him, otherwise it would be difficult to vent the anger in his heart.

It turned out that his approach was extremely stupid, because Li Feng shot him in the head and blew the devil's head on the spot.

This devil can't figure it out, he actually died like this, what about the bayonet he said? What about the white-knuckle battle that was said? Why use a gun?

Of course, Li Feng won't tell him that he is afraid of cutting the edge of the knife, if the devil's katana is not careful, it is easy to break the blade out, this kind of defective Li Feng doesn't want it, he wants a good knife.

Picking up the katana of the devil on the ground, at this time, a devil soldier stabbed him with a bayonet, Li Feng rolled over with a donkey, stabbed him through the heart directly from behind the devil, and kicked him out with his foot against the devil's body.

"Grandma, you really thought you could sneak up on me!"