"Kill! ……”

Wang Zhong immediately raised his machete, shouted, rushed to a devil soldier at the front, and swung his knife down.

This devil soldier who had just jumped over the trench had not yet stood firm on his feet, so he had to hurriedly hold a 38 cover to meet it.

Click.

The machete severed the 38 cover and the right arm of the devil soldier.

The devil soldier suddenly hugged his broken arm and howled in pain.

Wang Zhong swung out another knife, and the tip of the knife that flashed with cold light slashed through the opponent's neck at once, cutting his carotid artery, and a stream of blood gushed out instantly.

"Let's rush together! ……”

Zhang Long took a deep breath, followed by a shout, didn't care about coughing, immediately picked up the Zhongzheng rifle with both hands, raised the bayonet, and jumped out of the trench.

The morale of those national-army soldiers was boosted, except for those who were poisoned and lost their combat effectiveness, the others didn't care about the tears and snot that flowed out of the poisonous gas, and they all picked up the Zhongzheng rifles that were shorter than the 38 big cover, and rushed up one after another to fight with the devils.

In this small hillside position shrouded in mist, among those tall and short figures, the national-army in yellow and green military uniforms and the devil soldiers in yellow military uniforms were mixed together, and it was difficult to distinguish at all, and they could only be distinguished from the different steel helmets on the heads of both sides.

The clanging of bayonets, the muffled sound of the body being hit by the butt of a gun, the roars, the screams, the screams, and ...... all kinds of sounds rang out incessantly.

Zhao Zilong continued to kill the enemies who rushed into the position, and Wen Bin followed closely behind.

When Zhao Zilong slashed down a devil soldier with a knife, he saw that a national-army in front of him was cut to the ground by a devil holding a war knife.

Zhao Zilong's eyes were cold, and he immediately raised his knife and rushed over.

As soon as the devil saw someone rushing over, he immediately held the handle of the knife with both hands, the blade was upward, and at the same time, he stepped on the figure eight step with both feet, his left knee was slightly bent, and the center of gravity of his body shifted to the left.

Zhao Zilong rushed to him and saw that although this devil was half a head shorter than himself, he had a strong body, thick chest and broad shoulders.

The epaulettes on the opponent's military uniform are three yellow borders on a red background, and the one with a star in the middle is a second lieutenant.

Looking at the actions made by this devil lieutenant, Zhao Zilong judged at a glance that the other party should have learned combat kung fu.

When the devil lieutenant saw Zhao Zilong, who was carrying two half-truncated knives, he knew that he had met a hard guy.

Therefore, the second lieutenant of the devil raised his spirits, screamed, waved his sword fiercely with both hands, and slashed at Zhao Zilong, wanting to strike first.

The so-called one inch is long and one inch strong.

The battle knife of the second lieutenant of the devil was almost half a meter longer than Zhao Zilong's two treasure knives that were broken in half.

Under the opponent's vigorous slashing, I saw a series of sword light remnants enveloping Zhao Zilong's body.

Zhao Zilong couldn't get close for a while, so he had to dodge and retreat.

After swinging more than a dozen knives, the devil ensign couldn't keep up with his strength and slowed down.

Zhao Zilong saw this opportunity, suddenly accelerated forward, and the Guan Sun Liudao in his right hand stabbed towards the left chest of the devil lieutenant.

But the devil lieutenant did not panic, but showed a sly smile, his left foot turned, his body flashed to the left, and at the same time, the war knife clenched in both hands swung upwards sharply.

His movements are clean and fast.

The blade of the war knife instantly and forcefully struck the blade of Guan Sun Liudao.

Bang.

Zhao Zilong suddenly felt the tiger's mouth in his right hand numb, and Guan Sun Liudao almost got out of his hand.

He couldn't have imagined that this stout devil lieutenant had so much strength.

When his body couldn't help but retreat, Zhao Zilong's right foot was suddenly tripped over the corpse of a national army.

Zhao Zilong's body couldn't help shaking, and immediately stabilized.

In the chaos, the towel that tied his face loosened, and Zhao Zilong immediately covered it with the back of his left hand holding the nameless treasure knife.

But he accidentally inhaled a breath of poisonous gas, and suddenly felt that his heart and lungs were about to explode, and his body was uncontrollable.

This devil lieutenant made a move, and suddenly let out a hoarse roar.

He immediately kicked the ground under his feet, stepped on a nimble and swift sliding step, raised his bright sword, and fiercely pounced towards the right side of Zhao Zilong's body.

Seeing that the tip of the knife was less than half a meter away from his body, Zhao Zilong gritted his teeth and twisted his body with all his might.

The blade slid against his body, the tip of the knife piercing through his uniform, leaving a gaping gap.

Zhao Zilong almost stumbled, and hurriedly flew back a few steps quickly.

Fortunately, he has a lot of combat experience and is not chaotic in the face of danger, otherwise he would have been hit at that moment.

The devil lieutenant missed the stab, raised his knife again, and pursued closely.

Zhao Zilong only remembered to avoid the edge, dodging while looking for opportunities.

After a few more moves, Zhao Zilong's eyes rolled, and he suddenly turned sideways to avoid the other party's slashing, and his body pretended to fall to the ground.

The devil lieutenant had a happy face, and immediately waved his knife forward, raising his sword high.

Zhao Zilong held his breath, and suddenly raised his left hand and threw the nameless treasure knife.

After the devil lieutenant dodged, his footsteps had already rushed up, and Zhao Zilong, who was facing the ground with a sword, was about to be ruthless.

However, before his war knife fell, the six knives of Guan Sun held by Zhao Zilong in his right hand swept past the ground.

The devil lieutenant suddenly let out a miserable scream, and his right foot was cut off by the sharp knife and ankle, and he immediately lost his support point and fell to the ground.

Zhao Zilong had already turned over and stabbed the devil lieutenant like lightning. The shiny and sharp blade cut the artery in the opponent's neck at once.

Killing this devil second lieutenant, Zhao Zilong has already consumed a lot of physical strength.

He immediately tied up the towel that had fallen off, and didn't bother to pick up the nameless sword, and stood there to rest.

In normal times, he could easily kill the other party, but because of the continuous tearing and poison gas, he was killed by the other party for so long.

"Ula!"

At this moment, two sounds like the cry of the devil came from behind him.

Zhao Zilong was startled and turned back suddenly.

But I saw two tall devil soldiers holding up the big cover and rushing towards him.

Zhao Zilong's heart tightened, his body bent slightly, and he was ready to fight.

Bang! Bang!

Suddenly, two gunshots rang out behind Zhao Zilong.

The two charging devil soldiers felt something dig into their chests.

Through the gas masks, they saw in the distance a young soldier holding a box cannon with green smoke coming from the head of the gun.

The two devil soldiers fell to the ground unwillingly.

Zhao Zilong turned around and gave Wen Bin a thumbs up, then walked over to pick up the knife.

"Ahh

At this time, Zhao Zilong heard Zhang Hu's shouting in the distance.

Zhao Zilong's face changed, and he immediately rushed to the other side of the trench, and saw Zhang Hu empty-handed, pounced on a devil soldier.

This devil soldier also had empty hands, croaking and beating Zhang Hu, and the two of them immediately rolled into a ball in the trench.

Zhang Hu was pressed down by the devil soldier's hands covering his throat, and he was desperately pulling the other party's hand, his face turned red.

On the other side, Zhang Long was held by another devil soldier.

Zhang Long pulled out the barrel of his gun and knocked out the rifle of the devil soldier.

But suddenly, another tall and thin devil soldier rushed from the side, raised his bayonet and stabbed at Zhang Long.

Zhang Long couldn't dodge for a while, and was stabbed on the right side of his body by the tall and thin devil soldier, and at the same time was kicked down by the other party.