Boom, boom, shells slashed through the air, recording orange tracks, brilliant and colorful.

On the enemy's No. 1 position, the ground was suddenly filled with smoke and dust, and the ground shook on the surface position of the Japanese army.

Japanese officers and soldiers, goblins, professional villains, whoosh, all burrowed into the tunnels and fortifications.

Well, this is the opportunity.

Han Feng and the artillery have already discussed and decided how many shots to fire.

He was also lying on his stomach 200 meters in front of the enemy's position, catsizing in a crater.

Without waiting for the artillery fire to cease, he rushed forward.

A ghost flickered in the darkness, dreamy. Rushed directly to the enemy's position, more than ten meters away.

When the artillery fire stopped, he galloped rapidly and plunged headlong into the trench of the forward position of Lierao.

At this time, the Chinese infantry who cooperated with the feint attack let out bursts of angry roars, and a platoon of soldiers really charged.

Immediately, the devils in the fortifications came out one after another, one by one the barrels of guns sticked out, and one after another machine guns stretched out, ready to fight.

Han Feng smiled.

The enemy made a hole in the trench and opened the tunnel inside, and when the enemy came out, he lay down on the edge of the trench and shot outside.

"Hurry, hurry, fight, the Chinese army is rushing up."

The Japanese officers shouted and urged.

Han Feng smiled knowingly, with a saber in his left hand and a pistol in his right hand, and began to work.

Bayonets on cannons, top officers as spearheads!

Shouting, shelling, gunfire, chaos.

The Chinese artillery on the front line, having already shifted their positions to avoid the enemy locking on to themselves, had only the artillery of long-range bombardment, raising the angle of fire, and continued to fire at the enemy.

Bombarding the area around position No. 1 cut off enemy reinforcements and confusing the enemy's artillery.

Han Feng started to do it.

In the dark, the Japanese troops in the trenches did not know at all that there was an enemy beside them, and the most vicious enemy.

The enemy can't see the situation here, but Han Feng can look at the enemy clearly, this is a soldier immortal.

Dimensionality reduction strikes, bully ordinary mortals.

Poof, poof.

Han Feng's saber quietly stretched out forward, swished, rested on the shoulder of a devil, and gently stretched it forward, cutting the enemy's throat.

The enemy silently lay forward in the darkness to the edge of the ditch.

After a while, he suddenly struggled and convulsed.

The second.

The third!

Han Feng advanced briskly in the trench, walking behind the devils, and the devils were all lined up in the trenches to shoot outside, thinking that he was his own person, and ignored him at all, anyway, he couldn't see clearly.

And Han Feng, just in case, really changed into a devil's costume, and he couldn't see it when he killed the devil.

It's so comfortable, it's so cozy.

Simply, Han Feng threw away all the pistols, but it was not enjoyable and uncomfortable.

Or the ferocity of the saber.

A devil was shooting, and Han Feng got behind him and patted him on the shoulder. It's a prank.

The devil looked back at him: "Nani? ”

Han Feng's saber was handed forward, directly stabbing the devil's throat. Net starter

The devil spewed out a large cloud of black smoke, which was a fountain of blood, and his head was raised backwards, and he collapsed to the ground.

There was a devil, an officer, who was in a lively spirit, shaking with a pistol and a saber, urging the officers and men to shoot.

"Quick, today, we will definitely destroy all the enemies, the people of China, no matter what, I don't know, our artillery is powerful. The heroic fighting spirit and amazing marksmanship of our infantry! ”

"Just now, the enemy has already failed once, and this time, we have to kill more Shina people and let them know that in Asia, on the mainland, the imperial soldiers are the real soldiers!"

The Japanese soldiers' shots became more ferocious.

Some soldiers also shouted slogans and insulted the Chinese army.

By the way, he also scolded Han Feng. Net starter

Han Feng was a little surprised, so he kicked a devil soldier with his foot: "Why are you scolding me? ”

The devil soldier was very broken and jumped up: "Baga, why did I scold you?" I am the leader of the Jinling Army of the Scolding People! A generation of eyes cold. ”

Han Feng slapped over: "I'm the deity!" ”

Then with a kick, whoosh, directly kicked the devil soldier away.

The ball flew away without a trace.

Next to him, the devil officer was furious: "What are you doing? You, why don't you go into battle? ”

Han Feng: "Because I am the Chinese army, of course I can't fight my own people." ”

The devil officer was so angry that he pulled out his saber, and his voice trembled: "Bastard, bastard, you are actually Chinese yourself?" You're just crazy! ”

Han Feng: "I am a Chinese, if I am a fake, I am still one of the officers of the Jinling Army of the Chinese army, why, you dare to draw a sword, do you want to compare with me?" ”

The devil officer was furious, and directly poked the saber and slapped it on Han Feng's shoulder.

Han Feng swished, one sideways, dodging the saber of the people, and kicked it himself, whoosh, as if the ball had been vigorously pumped, and the devil officer flew.

After Han Feng teased the two devils, he was not interested, and he stopped talking nonsense with the devils and cut people directly.

Sabres fly, swish, swish, slash a head!

Poof, poof, poof, countless heads rolled, and rolled away like broken watermelons.

On the No. 1 position, in the first trench, Han Feng cut down thirty-eight ghost heads.

The second trench cut off thirty-one more dogs' heads.

Then, he drilled into the pit Zheng

Here, there are enemy reserve troops, and in the large tunnels, the enemy is resting in different sections, and can reinforce the corresponding trench battle groups from different entrances and exits.

Han Feng was tired of chopping his head.

He ran over, and in the darkness, the enemy was resting, closing his eyes and recuperating, and he saw clearly, snatched a light machine gun from the column, and the enemy machine gunner, kicked by him into a concussion, shook on the ground, foaming at the mouth, and could not shout a word.

To the side, set up a machine gun and fire fiercely at the enemy.

Dada-da.

He's not a three-shot burst like an angry ghost, but a ferocious metal storm!

Metal jets.

A torrential rain of attacks caused countless casualties to the enemy.

Screams, wailing, getting up and running away, chaos.

The bullets ran out, and he didn't bother to reinstall them.

In the past, he kicked the three devils to the ground, collected the grenades on their bodies, quickly dealt with them, and threw them towards the distant tunnel.

Boom, boom, boom.

The devil suffered heavy casualties.

He then returned to the trench, which was the enemy's surface position.

In the trenches, the devils jumped out one after another, and in the trenches, they were in groups of three or five, relying on each other, constantly shooting at the positions to protect their positions.

Han Feng was not polite and raised a rifle.

Devil's rifle, aim at the devil, shoot one shot, shoot one at a time!

Soon, Han Feng cleared all the enemies up and down the No. 1 position.

The total number of people is about 150 people.

An infantry squadron.

The deployment of the devil's troops, one maintains a dynamic balance.

A special signal was given with a flashlight.

Suddenly, a platoon of soldiers, stopped shouting, quietly moved forward and took over the position.

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