Fortunately, the bullet passed under his collarbone and did not remain in his body.

Jin Shihao gritted his teeth and bandaged his wounds, and when he looked around, at least two dozen people on the hillside were lying motionless in the snow, and the snow under him had been dyed red.

He gritted his teeth and shouted:

"Hidden! It's all hidden! Don't rush down! ”

At this time, Liu Cheng's people had already rushed to the front.

More than thirty meters away, Liu Chengcheng took off a grenade from his body, opened the safe, knocked on the butt of the gun, ran a few steps forward, raised his hand and threw it out.

The grenade made a perfect arc in the air, went over the roof of the car, and landed on the ground on the other side of the car.

"Boom!"

A devil lying under the train was hit in the eye by shrapnel, threw the gun in pain, and rolled on the ground.

Liu Cheng turned his head and shouted behind him as he ran:

"Three squad leaders! Take your people around, throw grenades into the carriages, and take a machine gun in the fourth shift to cover! ”

Xu Deliang, the third squad leader, and Fu Quan, the fourth squad leader, agreed and immediately took people there.

Seeing that he was approaching, Liu Cheng suddenly shouted:

"Lie down! Find your target under the car! ”

Before the devil who had just been blown up and injured his eye could figure out what was going on, he suddenly felt a chill in the back of his head, and lost consciousness in the next second.

He just kept lying in the middle of the two railroad tracks, a hole the size of a duck's egg in his head, and his face was covered with blood and brains.

Most of the Japanese soldiers who were lying in ambush in the train carriage did not get out of the train, and when they found out that the enemy was coming from behind, they were also worried about being blocked and beaten, so they immediately began to jump out of the train.

But even though they were not slow to react, several people were injured by grenades thrown into the carriage.

(Not nonsense, the shrapnel of a grenade kills at an angle, and if you lie on the ground at a certain distance, you will not be injured by flying shrapnel.) ）

Liu Cheng just fired a shot, and before he could withdraw the shell, a person suddenly jumped from behind him, fell directly to him, and said breathlessly:

"Team, captain, thirty-fifth regiment, here!"

Liu Cheng turned his head and saw that the person turned out to be Tian Liuwa.

He immediately asked:

"How is it so fast?"

Tian Liuwa finally took a breath and hurriedly said:

"That Fan Hua, fucking got dozens of heavy snow climbing plows, two horses pulled one, and he ran fast."

Liu Cheng gritted his teeth and said to Tian Liuwa in a cold voice:

"Inform everyone, rush over, and join Kim Se-ho's team on the hillside!"

Before Liu Cheng and the others could cross the railway line, the 35th Regiment arrived.

Fan Hua heard the sound of gunfire from a long distance, and immediately ordered the troops to advance at full speed, and within a few minutes they arrived at the river, and the rifle and machine gun rang out at the same time.

Several fighters who were running behind did not have time to find cover, and were penetrated by bullets through their bodies.

After Liu Cheng bypassed the train carriage, he reluctantly started a white-knuckle battle with the devil.

The only advantage of this is that Fan Hua, who followed up, did not dare to shoot, for fear of hurting those devils, so he could only send people to reinforce them.

Jin Shihao on the hillside reacted and immediately ordered the machine gun to suppress the people sent by Fan Hua.

Liu Cheng didn't dare to fight, let alone annihilate these devils, so he could only retreat up the hill while fighting.

Suddenly, a sound of wind sounded from Liu Cheng's left, and the devil on the opposite side also stabbed him in the chest with a bayonet.

Fighting from both sides, in such a scuffle, it is almost a certain death.

Liu Cheng didn't have time to turn his head to look, so he could only dodge to the right, and the bayonet on the muzzle stabbed at the devil on the opposite side, trying not to be stabbed by the bayonet on the left side while avoiding the bayonet in the front.

Suddenly, his body was knocked out by a strong force, and he rolled on the ground and got up, which was considered to be a life.

When he looked up at where he had just been, he froze.

A figure stood with his back to him, a bayonet piercing through his right ribs, and a jab, despite being grasped by his hands, into his chest.

Liu Cheng watched as a devil pulled out the bayonet that had stabbed the man's right ribs, drew a circle in the air, and stabbed at him again.

At the same time as the bayonet was raised, a bead of blood was thrown into Liu Cheng's face.

The warm blood burned his heart like a burning fire.

There was a low roar from his mouth, and the butt of the rifle rose sharply, swinging away the bayonet that had reached in front of him, and slamming it on the devil's neck with a faint sound of wind.

The devil didn't even snort, and fainted.

Liu Cheng didn't have time to make up for him, so he rushed to the figure who had just bumped into him, and just saw a slight smile on his face, and spit a mouthful of blood on the face of the devil opposite.

Liu Cheng knew that it was his last breath.

The devil saw that the bayonet in Liu Cheng's hand was approaching his body, so he had no choice but to let go of the gun in his hand, dodge away, and quickly wiped off the blood stuck to the corners of his eyes.

He had already tried twice, but the man who had grabbed the bayonet and still killed him had not been able to get him until he spat a mouthful of blood in his face, and he could not pull it out.

If he doesn't let go, he can only be killed by Liu Cheng, but losing his weapon, death is only a matter of time.

Liu Cheng missed a shot, followed by a rifle butt smashed over, and the devil who had just wiped off the blood stuck to the corner of his eye didn't have time to dodge, and the butt was in the middle of the door.

A scream, two front teeth.

After smashing the devil down, Liu Cheng didn't pause for a moment, and after a dozen strokes in succession, the devil's cheekbones were all smashed, and the hook of his chin was broken, so he could only half-open his mouth, struggling to resist with his vague consciousness.

But his struggle was only to lie on the ground and squirm.

It wasn't until the devil had stopped breathing with reluctance that Liu Cheng stopped, stepped forward to make up for the devil who had just been knocked unconscious by him, and then bent down and dragged the corpse that had fallen to the ground.

At this time, most of the people had retreated to the foot of the mountain, and only a few were still dragged by the devils, still roaring and fighting with the devils.

These Japanese soldiers were also bitter in their hearts.

Their assassination skills had been trained for a long time, and they were shocked that most of them, who seemed to be just children, could barely fall behind.

Liu Cheng took a few steps back, took aim with his gun, shot down a devil who was fighting with a soldier, and shouted loudly:

"Withdraw! Evacuate! ”

As he spoke, he picked up his gun again and hid behind a tree, aiming specifically at the devils who were still fighting the warriors.

Four of them withdrew with his help, but the other four or five all died under the onslaught of the devils.

Liu Cheng's face turned pale, and he took one last look at the corpse with a bayonet stuck in his chest, and turned around and ran towards the hillside......