On the hillside, just as the captain of the bridge squad sent a few soldiers to climb to the top of the mountain with grenades, several soldiers in charge of flank suppression suddenly found that a group of dozens of people was about to rush out of the valley from under their noses.

After discovering this scene, Ohashi immediately stopped the attack on the hill, and instead sent seven or eight soldiers with a crooked machine gun to go around the west side of the hillside for more than 20 meters, occupy the favorable terrain, and block the eight roads that were trying to break through with heavy firepower.

As for the others, they immediately switched from attacking to defending. Ohashi knew very well in his heart that he only needed to drag the eight roads of the mountains and valleys for the time being, and when the squadron leader arrived with people, the end of these dirt eight roads would come.

When Shen Cunzhi and the others encountered an attack, Hao Ping on the hill also saw it clearly for the first time.

Seeing that his comrades-in-arms who were not easy to rush out were crushed to the ground by the devil's machine gun, Hao Ping's heart suddenly became anxious.

"Comrades, give me a hard beating!"

In this way, Hao Ping and the others immediately poked their heads out and connected to the fire again with the devils on the hillside.

However, there is a way that it is difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice, although Hao Ping and the rest of the three rows of people tried their best to suppress the devils under the mountain, but the actual effect was very average.

There is no way, after this period of fierce fighting, the third platoon has long run out of ammunition. Sporadic guns and bullets, not to mention suppressing devils, can't even reach basic harassment.

Soon, more and more soldiers stopped firing and left them to rummage around on their dead comrades, but could not find a single bullet again.

"Instructor! We're out of bullets! ”

"yes, I'm gone, we're all out of bullets!"

Draining the last bullet in his shell gun, Hao Ping looked at the two dozen anxious and immature faces around him, and threw the empty gun in his hand aside.

"Damn ......, comrades! The devil's army is about to catch up with the company commander, and we must give them a way to survive! All on the bayonet! ”

In an uproar, the surviving warriors drew their bayonets one after another, and they were resolutely ready. Several fighters who did not have bayonets also quickly picked up the large blades beside them.

Hao Ping took the 38 big cover with bayonets handed over by a soldier and straightened up with difficulty.

"Comrades, we don't have grenades to cover, so everyone must move quickly, and the rush must be resolute, understand?"

Seeing everyone nodding fearlessly, Hao Ping's eyes suddenly became hot, and tears almost flowed out.

He knew very well in his heart that this battle was completely a desperate battle, and the chances of surviving these men in front of him, including himself, were very slim.

However, if you don't attack, it will be the entire second company that will die.

"Comrades! Kill the devil with me ....... ”

With a roar, Hao Ping was the first to jump out of the trench, and led more than two dozen wounded soldiers straight to the devil queue down the mountain.

Although the devils on the hillside had begun to guard against Hao Ping and them, the impact of the other party's death still frightened the devils.

With a distance of more than 30 meters, coupled with the top-down impact, Balu almost killed in front of him as soon as he saw it.

Although seven or eight were knocked over by machine guns on the way, nearly twenty Eighth Route Corps still entered the ranks of the Japanese army.

Because Hao Ping and the others are determined to die, although the devil is not afraid, he does not dare to take it lightly. For a while, the devils who blocked Shen Cunzhi and them all stood up and joined in the white-knuckle battle against Hao Ping.

The gunfire that blocked the attack suddenly stopped, which made Shen Cunzhi startled at first, and then understood everything.

"Second platoon leader! Bring me someone to increase the number of people at the top of the mountain! ”

"Yes!"

Puff puff......

However, before the people in the second platoon could set off, a cold shot flew from the direction of the mountain village, and the two soldiers were immediately shot and fell to the ground.

"Company commander! The devil has caught up, what should I do! ”

At this time, more than a dozen fighters located at the back of the queue shouted anxiously while half-crouching and firing to block the attack.

Hearing the sound, Shen Cunzhi's scalp was numb.

"Damn, the devil has killed the village so quickly!"

Looking at the yellow figure swaying more than 200 meters behind him, Shen Cunzhi knew that the platoon and the wounded who stayed in the village to block the attack were all finished.

"Company commander! What to do? What should I do? ”

Listening to the eager inquiries of the soldiers in his ears, Shen Cunzhi's face instantly turned pale.

Seeing that more and more soldiers were knocked to the ground by the Japanese soldiers behind him, Shen Cunzhi finally gritted his teeth and made up his mind.

"The whole company runs forward, and immediately retreats to the mountains! Fast! ”

……

"But the company commander? What about the instructor and the third platoon? Are they afraid they won't be able to withdraw? ”

"I'll let you retreat, you're deaf!"

"But the company commander, ......, let me take my brothers to rush up and have a look, I beg you."

The second platoon commander looked at Shen Cunzhi, whose eyes were red, and said in an almost pleading tone.

Under the influence of the second platoon commander, other soldiers also leaned over and asked to fight.

Looking at each other, Shen Cunzhi's lips trembled with anger.

He didn't want to save people, but as a company commander, he knew that he must not act rashly at this time, otherwise the platoon and those wounded soldiers and even Hao Ping might die in vain! Today, this wicked man has to do it if he doesn't do it himself!

Suddenly, Shen Cunzhi kicked down the second platoon leader who was pleading in front of him, pointed a gun at the other party and shouted:

"If you fucking dare to disobey again, Lao Tzu will kill you with one shot! Take people out immediately! ”

……

Soon, under the leadership of Shen Cunzhi, the surviving soldiers of the second company threw out a few grenades to create some smoke, and then spread their legs and drilled into the dense forest outside the valley.

Just when Shen Cunzhi and the others ran into the mountains and forests, Hao Ping and the others also fought until the last moment.

On the small hillside, dozens of corpses fell horizontally, and Daqiao held on to his almost severed left arm, staring at the last two bloodied eight roads in front of him with bared teeth.

Hao Ping's eyes widened, his left hand was pressed on his stomach, and a few intestines were exposed between his knuckles!

Under the severe pain, his whole body was trembling.

But even so, Hao Ping still desperately slammed his rifle on the ground so that he would not fall.

Beside him, the only remaining three-row warrior held the crumbling instructor in one hand and a blood-dripping broadsword in the other.

……

Retracting his gaze from the two eight roads and looking around, Ohashi was surprised to find that there were only seven people in his infantry squad who could stand up now!

"Bagaya Road...... damn the people of China ......."

Seeing his few remaining men slowly encircling the last two eight roads with bayonets, Ohashi suddenly shouted and stopped them.

"Bastard! Shoot me, shoot them! ”

At this moment, what bushido, what myth of the invincibility of the imperial army's white-knuckle battle is all bullshit in the eyes of Ohashi, and it is replaced by horror that goes deep into the bone marrow.

Several red-eyed soldiers were finally woken up by the bridge, and after a few seconds of stunned, they were also startled by the corpses of their comrades around them.

When he looked at the two lonely eight roads again, the madness in the eyes of several devil soldiers suddenly disappeared, and the rest was fear from the bottom of his heart.

After all, despite the constant brainwashing and indoctrination of bushido by the government and the military, even the most brave soldiers will be terrified when the bloody corpses of their comrades lie on the ground. Survival is a human instinct, and no one can change it.

……

Looking at the ghost soldier who was pressing bullets into the rifle, Hao Ping spat out a mouthful of blood at his opponent with disdain, and then looked at the mountains to the west, his face full of relief and a trace of helpless sadness .......

……

Wolong Mountain, Juyi Hall.

After listening to the report of the brother who went down the mountain to investigate, the teacup in Lu Baichuan's fierce hand shattered.

"I joined your mother's little devil, and I actually played this set of knocking on the mountain and shaking the tiger with Lao Tzu!

Sunspot! Three fat, two tigers, old bangzi! , Gather the brothers for me, and follow Lao Tzu down the mountain to support the Eighth Route Army, Lao Tzu wants to clean up this group of turtle grandsons who don't know whether they are alive or dead, and let them know who is the grandfather in this generation. ”

"Obey the orders of the great masters......."

"Big brother! Don't go down the mountain! ”

At this moment, there were two diametrically opposed roars from the crowd standing in the audience.

Originally, Lu Baichuan was about to get up and go down the mountain to change his body, but suddenly heard these two voices, and then looked at Xia Shou suspiciously.

In the puzzled eyes of everyone, Kuroko wanted to be the first to stand up and speak, but when he saw the big brother's fierce eyes, he still pushed the two tigers beside him fiercely.

Being looked at by everyone's eyes was a little hairy, the second tiger wanted to shrink back, but who knew that a strong force suddenly came from his back, and the second master on his side actually pushed himself hard.

One didn't stand firm, and the second tiger rushed to the front of the person in a few steps.

Finally standing firm, Erhu looked at Lu Baichuan's majestic and puzzled gaze on the stage, and couldn't help but greet the eighteenth generation of Heizi ancestors in his heart.

"Two Tiger Brothers? Tell us and the brothers, why can't we go down the mountain? ”

Raising his hand above his head, Erhu took a few deep breaths, and it took a while to ease up. Seeing that the patience on the eldest brother's face was getting less and less, Erhu gritted his teeth and said with a heart:

"Big brother, if this little devil dares to attack the Eighth Road in the backing village, he must be prepared. Our cottage is only five or six miles away from the mountain village, how can the devil not guard against us.

In my opinion, for the safety of our cottage, it is better to be cautious. ”

"Oh? According to what you said, we should let the devil fight and kill under our noses, and be a turtle with a shrunken head? ”

Looking at the two tigers who bent down and bowed their heads in the audience, Lu Baichuan's tone immediately became a little colder.

Hearing the words of the big boss, Erhu suddenly felt a chill in his back, and he trembled when he spoke.

"Big ...... Big brother, brother I'm ...... I didn't mean that.

I mean we should, should ....... ”

"What should be! What do you stammer? If there's a fart, let it go! ”

…… To be continued, please collect and recommend!

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