Liu Cheng took those children to the front under the cover of houses and other buildings, and after paying a certain price, he finally narrowed the distance between him and the devil to within twenty meters.

The defensive stronghold chosen by the devil is well located, just across a street more than ten meters wide, with a wide view and a complete firing angle.

If a javelin made of twigs is thrown at such a distance, it will not have any lethal effect except interference.

Liu Cheng hid in the corner of the wall and carefully observed the situation of the Japanese troops opposite:

There were about twenty people in total, two machine guns, a dozen rifles, and the rest of the traitors had shell guns in their hands.

The village chief came to Liu Cheng's side at this time and asked anxiously:

"Liu Cheng, what do you think we should do now? You can't just hide here, can you? ”

Liu Cheng turned around and looked at the surrounding environment, and hesitated for a while before saying in a deep voice:

"Village Chief, let everyone dismantle the door panels on the house, preferably the thick door panels on the street shops, if you can find the iron plates, come and gather with me after you find them!"

The village chief didn't ask much, turned around and beckoned someone to find the door panel.

The reason why he hesitated was because what he wanted to do was to push some people out of the ghost gate with his own hands!

He had to have people rush out into the street under the cover of the door panels to attract fire, cover the people behind him to throw javelins, and he himself would find an opportunity to shoot the two machine gunners and the other devils.

The price of this is that those responsible for covering will die!

Once when he saw the scene in the anti-Japanese drama where he could resist bullets by lifting the table casually, Liu Chengdu couldn't wait to smash the TV.

The Japanese Type 38 rifles have always been said to be ineffective, but few people understand the reasons in detail, and they are all taken out of context to spread falsehoods.

Due to the bullet shot, the Type 38 rifle is prone to a penetrating wound as large as a wound at both ends at a distance of 200 to 600 meters due to its smooth trajectory, so if it does not hit the vital point, there is a good chance that the injured person will survive.

However, at a distance of 200 meters and 600 meters, once hit, the high-speed rotating warhead will instantly shatter a large number of tissues and organs in the wound, hitting the human side is a finger-thick wound, but the side that penetrates is at least the size of a fist!

Although these door panels can play a certain role, they can't really block bullets, so these people are simply going to die!

After a short time, the village chief returned to Liu Cheng's side again, gasped and asked:

"The door panels are all here, what should I do next?"

Liu Cheng looked at the ground with his head down, and his voice was a little dry:

"Village chief, find thirty or forty people, rush to the street, and use those door panels to block the devil's shots, so that these people in the back can throw javelins!"

The village chief was stunned for a moment, and then he saw something from Liu Cheng's expression, he reached out and patted Liu Cheng's shoulder, and only said one sentence:

"You must kill these devils and take revenge!"

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Liu Cheng suddenly raised his head to look at the old man's stumbling back, and slowly clenched his fists.

The village chief picked out some old people among the people, and with the old village chief's shout, these old people blocked the door in front of him, and quickly rushed out from behind the house where they were hiding, and leaned side by side.

Before they could move forward, the devil's gun went off.

Liu Cheng saw that the bodies of the old village chief and several other old people shook almost at the same time, and blood flowed down from different parts in an instant.

However, they tried to lean forward and did not fall down immediately.

Seeing that the wooden wall that had just been formed was about to collapse, the old village chief swallowed the blood pouring into his mouth, and shouted with a roar:

"Old brothers! Don't let this wall fall! This is our hope, the hope of the country, and the hope of future generations! ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure rushed out of the crowd, reaching out to support a man who was about to fall, and also to support the door panel that was about to fall.

Then came the second, the third......

They supported each other, with firm expressions, and walked step by step against the wooden wall into the street, blocking the dense bullets of the devils.

Liu Cheng raised his hand to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes, stretched out his hand and pulled out a javelin, stood in the clearing, and roared behind him:

"Everyone, prepare!"

Figures with javelins quickly appeared behind him, no one spoke, no one cried, at this moment, there was only anger and determination in their eyes!

"Cast!"

With Liu Cheng's roar, javelins made of branches rose into the air, flying straight towards the devil's bunker with a raging rage.

Constant people rushed to the wooden wall, building a line of defense with blood and lives to buy time for the living.

While directing the people to throw javelins, Liu Cheng looked for an angle to shoot three devils in a row, and finally made the two machine guns dumb.

The devil next to him wanted to get the machine gun, but he was restrained by the javelins, and he couldn't move half a minute at all, and everyone was slightly or seriously injured.

Those javelins were made of branches, and neither the weight, the sharpness, nor the throwing technique were enough to penetrate the bodies of the devils, and at most to injure them.

But the dense javelins successfully limited their movements, let alone aiming, and it was difficult to even move.

The gunfire finally stopped, and Liu Cheng was the first to bypass the wooden wall made of blood, came to the devil's bunker, laboriously pulled a machine gun out of those javelins, and pulled the trigger in the desperate eyes of the devil and the traitor!

It's a pity that among these people, Liu Cheng didn't find Matsuo Yokoji.

As bullets drilled into the devil's body, Liu Cheng's vision gradually became blurred.

He didn't even dare to look back at the bloody wooden wall, the corpse with a calm expression.

After being reborn, he once thought that he had memories of his previous life, and that things like life and death would no longer cause waves in his heart.

But from the moment he saw the bodies of the two children, his thoughts were shaken.

Now the blood-stained wooden wall made him even more embarrassed.

So much so that after killing those devils and traitors, he didn't pause for a moment, and rushed north with the machine gun.

Song Zhimin and the soldiers of the Song battalion had already broken through the devil's defense line one step ahead, and they also chose to support the people in this direction first.

When Liu Cheng arrived, the north had already been broken through with the combined efforts of the Song camp and the people, and everyone immediately rushed in the direction of the guerrillas.

Meng Jiemin did not have a machine gun in his hand, and his direction was completely open, and under the suppression of the devil's machine gun fire, the guerrillas were completely suppressed under a dirt slope, and it was difficult to advance an inch.

After breaking through the defense line in the other three directions, everyone's firepower was replenished to a certain extent, and this nest of devils was defeated in a short time.