The Japanese had crossed the bridge, and at the same time a group of Japanese soldiers in the river were holding weapons, half of their bodies were exposed, and they were about to go ashore.

Yu Yang pulled out a grenade and threw it directly, the war has entered a white-hot stage, the seventh company is now understaffed, and it can't take care of the enemy troops in the distance, so it can only concentrate on dealing with the soldiers who have gone ashore and crossed the bridge.

Wang Hao took out the last incendiary bomb, aimed at the river, shot the last incendiary bomb out, and looked at a few artillerymen beside him: "Hit all the shells on the bridge and see if you can blow up the bridge!" ”

After Wang Hao finished speaking, he took out the last armor fragmentation bullet, this thing was originally used to blow up tanks, but now it can't be managed so much, and all the shells that can be fired will be fired first.

Three mortars began to fire at the small bridge, and one shell after another landed on the bridge or on both sides, but even so, the bridge was not blown up, and stood tenaciously and firmly on the Panjing River.

"My ancestor, why did you build the bridge so strongly!" Wang Hao fired the last shell out, but the bridge still did not blow up, and he shouted helplessly.

There is no way, the ancestors pursued the quality of ingenuity, everything was very serious, and it was built very strongly, if it was a bridge for future generations, maybe a cannon could solve it.

But even so, under the attack of incendiary bombs and deadly artillery fire, the Japanese attack was still hit by a fault, especially the effect of incendiary bombs is still surprisingly good, this time due to the corpses accumulated before, the entire Panjing River seems to be burning, and all the Japanese soldiers in the river have become roast ducks, constantly struggling and screaming.

"Kill these little Japans who crossed the river!" Yu Yang shouted while holding a rifle to shoot, the nearest Japanese soldier had already rushed into the position on the edge of the trench, and after seeing Yu Yang showing his head, he immediately pounced directly on Yu Yang without hesitation.

"I'm Cao, why don't you go to heaven!" Yu Yang saw the little Japan rushing towards him, threw away the rifle, and at the same time picked up the machete on the side, and with one blow, the little Japan was disemboweled.

The corpse of this Japanese soldier was still pressed towards Yu Yang with the help of inertia, and blood was scattered from the air like rain, spilling Yu Yang's face.

Turning sideways to the side, dodging the falling Japanese soldiers, Yu Yang's eyes were blood-red, and he didn't have time to take a gun, and another Japanese soldier rushed into the position, and after seeing Yu Yang, he immediately raised his gun and prepared to shoot, but Yu Yang deflected the muzzle with a machete, and the whole person hit the edge of the trench, Yu Yang took a step forward and slashed at the guy's head.

Sticking the broadsword into the ground, Yu Yang casually picked up his Garand rifle, shot at the three Japanese soldiers who were about to rush into the position not far from the side, pulled the trigger three times, and took the lives of the three Japanese soldiers, but even so, it could not prevent the Japanese soldiers from forcibly rushing into the position and starting a white-knuckle battle again.

"Little devil, go die!" Liu Youcai pushed away the corpse of his comrade-in-arms beside him, saw a hideous-looking Japanese soldier rushing towards him with a bayonet, and immediately fired two shots with a pistol, killing the little Japanese.

But another Japanese soldier rushed over from the side, turned the muzzle of the gun in a panic and fired two more shots, killing two Japanese soldiers in succession, his pistol bullets had run out, and a Japanese soldier shouting about loading the board rushed towards him with a bayonet.

"Holy shit, I'll fight with you!" Liu Youcai smashed his small pistol at the Japanese soldier, and at the same time tried to pick up the weapon on the ground, but before he could get up, the Japanese soldier had already arrived in front of him, and the bayonet stabbed at his body.

"Liu Youcai, you damn your head down!"

screamed, his voice was very hoarse, but Liu Youcai understood, and immediately squatted down with his head in his hands, and then felt that there was a gust of wind hanging above his head, and there was a scream of the little devil and Yu Yang's angry scolding in his ears.

"Beth's mother is squatting, holding a weapon, and driving this group of bitche-raised little Japan out of the position!" After Yu Yang finished speaking, he wanted to raise his foot and kick Liu Youcai, but he couldn't help it, he didn't make trouble, and now he was fighting.

"Yes, company commander!" Liu Youcai breathed a sigh of relief, just now he felt that death was coming, and he followed Yu Yang's ass tightly and didn't dare to go far.

White-knuckle warfare is the most brutal war in the era of hot weapons, Yu Yang is now covered in blood, how many people have been hacked to death Yu Yang doesn't know at all, but he only remembers cutting off the heads of at least six Japanese soldiers with his own hands, and the rest don't remember, and I don't have time to think about it, there are too many Japanese, and there is no time to think about anything else now.

"Wang Hao, you knocked out the bridge for me!" Yu Yang shouted loudly, if the bridge is not blown up, the Japanese will continue to rush over, the position cannot be held at all, Yu Yang doesn't know how many people he still has under him, maybe none of them have been sacrificed, maybe now only he and Liu Youcai behind his butt are left.

After cutting off the head of a Japanese again, Yu Yang felt a little out of strength, there were many Japanese gathered in front, and at the same time, there were constantly shouts, Yu Yang knew that there were soldiers of the seventh company in front.

"Liu Youcai, rush over with me!" After Yu Yang finished speaking, he took a deep breath and took out his big knife again, and he could still fight ten.

Not far in front of Yu Yang, three soldiers of the seventh company and two wounded soldiers were surrounded by Japanese soldiers in a communication trench, and five people stood in a circle back to back, while the Japanese soldiers surrounded them in groups.

The Japanese soldiers all held bayonets, did not shoot, and the soldiers of the seventh company did not shoot, the two sides were deadlocked, the Japanese soldiers looked at each other, and a Japanese soldier took a step forward, and then shouted, stabbed the soldiers of the seventh company in the abdomen with a bayonet.

And Wang Shuangxi of the Seventh Company looked at the bayonets stretched out by the Japanese soldiers, and with a gentle wave, the bayonets of the Japanese soldiers were pushed away, and at the same time he took a step forward, wanting to take advantage of the victory to pursue and kill the Japanese soldier with one sword, but he did not expect that the Japanese soldiers on his side took out their knives at the same time at this time, and three bayonets stabbed into Wang Shuangxi's body.

"Grass, you, motherfucker!" Wang Shuangxi was stabbed three times, the whole person felt very weak, the rifle in both hands became very heavy, and with the last trace of strength, the bayonet stabbed into the abdomen of the Japanese soldier in front of him.

"Poof!"

Two more bayonets pierced Wang Shuangxi's body, Wang Shuangxi's hands hung down weakly, and the weapon slowly fell to the ground, and the rest of the soldiers behind him saw Wang Shuangxi's sacrifice, they screamed sadly and angrily, and they all rushed to the Japanese soldiers in front of them with their weapons.