"Kill!"

At this moment, Yang Jian turned around suddenly, and his body instantly exuded a violent and murderous aura, and he let out a roar of murderous intent above the devil's position outside the mountains and forests.

Immediately afterwards, Yang Jian rushed towards the position of the little devil outside the mountains and forests like a god of war.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Cut the devil's head with a knife!"

"Drink the blood of devils!"

"Kill, kill, kill!"

At this moment, the soldiers who heard the order raised the steel knives in their hands one after another, roared wildly, followed Yang Jian's footsteps, and rushed towards the devil position in front of them like a torrent.

Yang Jian raised his big sword and was the first to rush out, behind him, leading the soldiers forward, and the one who ran in front was the one with a red face with excitement, Zhang Shun, Zhao Qiang, Yang Xiao and other three company commanders.

The warriors behind them, with their fighting spirit soaring into the sky, murderous as an abyss, this brave and invincible momentum of moving forward, fiercely crushed towards the little devils on the position.

The establishment of the Sharp Knife Battalion was completely established on the battlefield for the purpose of charging.

Sharp knives, sharp knives, ********sharp knives, sharp knives that plunge into the hearts of your enemies!

The East Gate, above the city walls.

"Commander, this time I can let Yang Jian and them have a good time."

Lei Ming looked at this scene on the devil's position through the telescope and said with a smile.

At the same time, his heart is still very itchy, after all, he also likes such a happy thing to kill devils.

Although he is the number one sniper of the Wolf Warrior Regiment, in his heart, he also longs to kill the little devils with a big knife on the battlefield.

Lei Zhan, who was watching from the side, nodded with a smile on his face, you know, Yang Jian had given him advice several times before, and he was suffocated, and he wanted to go to the battlefield and kill the little devil fiercely.

However, Yang Jian's opinions were all suppressed by Lei Zhan, and now is not the time.

Therefore, at this time, when he saw the soldiers of the Sharp Knife Battalion who began to kill devils on the battlefield, Lei Zhan's face was full of smiles.

Now, the warriors on the city walls became spectators, and in the next battle, they did not participate.

Their remaining task was to watch the battle and watch the little devils on the position in front of them all be killed.

……

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

Under the leadership of Yang Jianru like the god of war, the soldiers of the Sharp Knife Battalion directly rushed into the devil's position.

And at this time, the little devils who were far away from the ground, after seeing this scene, although they were terrified in their hearts, they still raised the 38 big cover in their hands and shot at the soldiers of the sharp knife battalion who rushed into the position.

"Poof!"

"Ugh!"

“……”

It's a pity that for this scene, the sniper fighters who were hiding three hundred meters away from the position had already expected it.

Therefore, at this moment, as long as the little devil raised his gun to shoot, blood splattered on his head and fell in a pool of blood.

The little devils at the front of the position were completely frightened, they were intimidated by the momentum of Yang Jianhe and the brave soldiers, and they didn't even have the courage to raise their guns and shoot.

"Kill!"

When these little devils were frightened and helpless, Yang Jian finally took the soldiers of the sharp knife battalion, raised the mountain opening knife in his hand, and came to the position of the little devils with invincible momentum.

"Poof!"

After entering the position, the big knife in Yang Jian's hand opened and closed, and the little devils in front of him fell to the ground one after another.

"Poof!"

The headless corpse of the devil who had lost his head, and above his neck, a scarlet pillar of blood burst out in an instant.

The scarlet blood pillars soared into the sky, and the scene was spectacular!

Zhang Shun, Zhao Qiang and Yang Xiao were also brave and invincible, slashing up and down with the mountain knife in their hands, and one by one, the little devils fell to the ground one after another in the midst of screams.

The soldiers who followed behind, after roaring and rushing to the battlefield, immediately dispersed, fan-shaped, and circled towards the little devils.

"Baga!"

"Kill!"

Finally, under the stimulation of the heads of their companions falling to the ground and the pillars of blood rising into the sky, these remnants of the little devils also began to fight back.

Under the leadership of several Cao Chang and second lieutenant officers, they mounted the 38-type bayonets on the 38 canopy, and after screaming like mad dogs, they rushed towards the soldiers of the Sharp Knife Battalion.

Devils, devils, why do you call them devils?

It is because they are on the battlefield, like disgusting dogs, people are not ghosts, they are not ghosts, they are crazy and screaming and killing in groups.

When a nest of devils gathers together, they scream like crazy, but as long as they are killed, then they will become a lump of stinking. Dog. , let you step on it.

"Kill!"

The resistance of these little devils even more stimulated Yang Jian and the soldiers.

Yang Jian and the soldiers roared like tigers and wolves, and instantly came into contact with the little devils who counterattacked.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

Flesh and blood are flying, human heads are rolling, and blood pillars are soaring to the sky.

"Kill!"

Yang Jian glared angrily, like a god of war, the big knife in his hand slashed horizontally, and every time he took out the knife, he directly cut off the little devil's head with his backhand.

Zhang Shun's three company commanders and soldiers are similar to Yang Jian's routine, basically cutting off the heads of little devils.

"Kill the chicken and give it!"

The little devils who dare to fight back are also extremely fierce, as if they are angry and irrational dogs.

The little devils' stabbing skills are very good, and during World War II, they were all top on the battlefields of various countries.

Therefore, these little devils who have survived now are basically veterans, and their stabbing skills are very tricky.

At the moment when the two sides came into contact, there were more dead little devils, but many of the soldiers of the Sharp Knife Battalion were also injured.

Fortunately, the soldiers of the Sharp Knife Battalion trained every day, and the bayonets of the little devils did not hurt their vital points.

And the fate of the little devils was a bit miserable, after they stabbed the soldiers of the Sharp Knife Battalion, they were faced with the bright big knives in the hands of the soldiers.

Under the tremendous strength of the soldiers of the Sharp Knife Battalion, these little devils fell to the ground one after another.

The devil's head fell to the ground, and the blood pillar soared into the sky, and the scarlet blood pillar that rose to the sky caused a blood rain on the battlefield at this time.

In an instant, all the soldiers of the Sharp Knife Battalion were all stained with red blood.

Blood-stained robes, drink the blood of devils!

"Ahh

These little devils, looking at their companions' heads, were all cut off one by one.

Suddenly, the morale they had gathered quickly dispersed.

Under the rain of blood, one by one, the little devils began to chill and be frightened.

What will happen to the little devils whose morale has been dispersed, it is obvious that at this moment, the blood rain on the battlefield is getting more and more intense.

"Mom!"

"Ahh

“……”

At this moment, these little devils could no longer bear the scene of their heads falling to the ground, they all threw away the 38 big covers in their hands, turned around and ran!