"Quick, quick, over there, over there! There are enemy attacks. ”

The devils are in a mess.

Squadron Leader Yyoichiro Inada personally took people to the alley over there to check the situation, and the explosion of the grenade made him instantly understand that it was not an ordinary incident, it must have been an enemy attack.

As they entered the city, they were bombarded with grenades thrown by the Chinese army, killing one and wounding two on the spot.

The Japanese will not throw grenades in a place under their full control.

The entire squadron has a maximum of more than 200 people, and after many battles, whether it is the battle of Songhu or the battle outside Nanjing, this squadron has casualties, and now, the total number of people is only 150.

This is again a supplement.

With these troops, an infantry squad was dispatched to participate in the sweeping operation at the brigade headquarters, and the number of troops he could now control was only one hundred and three.

The surrounding guard, the square guard, a large number of troops were occupied, including the killers in the west alley, and the troops that could maneuver, but there were only more than 20 people.

Miichiro Inada personally led the troops to the rescue.

The Japanese soldiers were divided into three lines, charging head-on, shouting, and those on both sides rushed from the roofs to occupy the commanding heights.

Han Feng no longer cares about the devils who attack the slaughterhouse alley, because they need to toss for a long time to detect the real situation, once Bi approaches, those courtyards, the citizens who were saved by Han Feng will be forced to go to Liangshan and have to raise their guns to resist.

In short, the devils who went west could not return at all after twenty minutes.

Instead of attacking the square directly, Han Feng jumped around and searched for the enemy's warning points on the commanding heights of the surrounding rooftops.

After a search, I found only one devil, stabbed with an extra gun, used it as a dart, threw it over, poof, right in the throat of the little devil.

Others pounced on it again, held down the little devil, cut his throat, and let the little devil slowly lose blood and go into shock.

The hearts of the people in the square were floating, and the devils were shouting wildly and panicking.

Han Feng jumped out of the house and came around the square.

Here, the devils are lining up to intimidate.

Some devils were angry and shot directly at the crowd.

There are also threats, if they dare to move, they will strafe with machine guns and bombard with grenades.

In the west alley, there was a messy and dense gunshot!

Some are sharp, drop, some are sluggish, puff,

This proves that the nearly 30 Nanjing citizens who were rescued by Han Feng began to fight back.

They have eighteen rifles, four pistols, some ammunition, and it is impossible to completely resist the enemy, but it is still possible to entangle the enemy and make it impossible for the enemy to separate.

It just so happened that Han Feng could divert the tiger away from the mountain, avoid the real and attack the weak, and attack the enemy's turbulent square forces.

All the flashlights were shining at the people who were rushing in, and there was a dark side in the devil queue!

Han Feng flashed here, holding a rifle in both hands, approaching a devil, and the devil's attention was on the square, shouting loudly!

Han Feng raised his spear and slashed at the devil's neck, pulled, poof, and the devil fell.

A stream of scorching blood burned Han Feng's cheeks.

Since the battle began, there was no way out, no matter whether it would anger the devils and slaughter the people in the square, whether the devils would find themselves or not, they would no longer think about it.

Taking advantage of the chaos, Han Feng killed the devil on the right.

Poof, one, poof, one.

He stabbed the throats of four devil soldiers in a row.

The four devils fell to the ground, spasming and jumping like old roosters with their throats cut.

In this case, the situation must be muddy, otherwise, the devil can quickly find the abnormality, because there are devils holding flashlights to shine at the crowd, the devils are picked, the flashlight falls to the ground, and the fall is very loud, and can be quickly alerted by other devils.

Han Feng rushed to the devil machine gun on the other side, and the two devils set up the machine gun, which was the only machine gun on the north side of the square.

There were originally three machine guns on this side, two of which were taken by Squadron Leader Inami Taichiro to the west to attack the alley, and only one remained, and the machine guns that the entire squadron still had were not on this side.

The little devil was already suspicious of the direction of the four fallen soldiers.

"Hey, hey!"

Han Feng arrived in front of the machine gunner, lay down on the spot, rolled, held the gun to the neck of the devil's second-in-commander, poked it in, provoked, and broke the devil's throat.

Rolling again, Han Feng threw away his rifle, grabbed the neck of the devil machine gunner, and tightened it hard, and suddenly, the little devil struggled desperately!

Han Feng pinched the little devil's neck and couldn't strangle him for the time being!

Yes, the God of War system has improved a lot to the level of the king of soldiers, but it still has many limitations, and its physical strength is only twice that of the average Japanese veteran.

Han Feng was not arrogant enough to strangle the little devil to death.

Isn't he in a tumbling position?

pinched the devil's neck, rolled with the devil, and after rolling, using the rotational acceleration caused by the rolling, suddenly powered, bang, and smashed the devil's head to the ground.

Bang, the devil's head made a crisp sound, and the whole person didn't move.

Han Feng quickly rolled back and grabbed the machine gun.

The crooked sub-machine gun is said to be one of the worst machine guns of the Second World War, however, a machine gun is a machine gun, and it is by no means comparable to a rifle.

Turn the muzzle of the gun, aim at the devil queue on the left, and immediately strafe.

Da-da-da-da!

The devil likes to shoot at three points, which saves bullets, but intermittent shooting greatly reduces the lethality!

Han Feng could strafe vigorously, and swept all thirty bullets into the devil team over there.

In just a few seconds, the bullets ran out, and there were at least six devils over there, swept away like leaves.

The screams of the devils are endless.

The devil's body was blown out of a lot of blood holes.

On a dappled night with a flashlight, the unlucky devil rolled and screamed, and it became a pot of porridge.

Throwing away the machine gun, Han Feng didn't have time to continue to reload and strafe, and the loading of the crooked sub-machine gun was more troublesome, so he could only throw it away.

Grabbing the lost rifle, he dodged the flashlights of some devils while rolling, and at the same time pretended to be a wounded devil, even if the devil saw it, he thought he was a victim.

In the midst of the rolling, the messy lights had been followed, the situation of the enemy was observed, and suddenly the roll stopped, and he faced the west with his gun, and cursed loudly.

It's not that he is rude and thinks it's cool to scold, but through this, he sends the wrong message to the devils around him: he is a Japanese soldier!

In a night battle, the best fighting environment is to hide your whereabouts and mingle among the devils.

Of course, the cursing used the quintessence of the little devil.

The devils were in chaos, and more devils shot at the dense crowd in the square to vent their inner anger, and some looked around looking for the enemy.

Boom. Boom. Boom!

When the guns were scattered, Han Feng's rifle also rang out from time to time, and every time, he could accurately aim at a devil.

Either it shattered the devil's heavenly spirit cover, or it penetrated the devil's heart!

Han Feng is a superb sharpshooter.

In just half a minute, about ten devils were shot and killed.

Coupled with the devils who were killed before, the devils who were monitored on the north side of the square, all of them were wiped out!

Some innocent citizens were killed or injured by the devils in a frenzy, and let out a terrible cry of pain.

However, there were so many people, but none of them dared to run away casually.

They fell to the ground, cowering to avoid the bullets.

Some women and children even cried loudly, plunging the entire square into a hellish mode of extreme chaos and poignishness.