Bang! Bang! Bang!

The guns rang out one after another, and Zhao Zilong's right hand kept pulling the bolt and pushing the bullet to shoot. His movements were fluid and swift.

He was now just shooting by feeling, not aiming at all.

He didn't have a commander who was specifically looking for devils, because those people were mixed in with the soldiers, and it took time to find them, so he rushed to the front devils.

After Zhao Zilong changed the magazine twice, those devils finally rushed to the side of the city wall and launched a fierce attack on the gap.

"Camp Commander Hu! You lead the Broadsword team to separate the gaps. ”

As soon as he saw the devil's intentions, Wang Zhong immediately shouted at Hu Hao.

This time, in addition to arranging a platoon to follow Zhang Long and these death squads to engage in hand-to-hand combat with the devils, Wang Zhong also asked the platoon of the 264th Regiment that had just withdrawn from Yuhuatai to the city to guard the city wall.

"Yes." Hu Hao glared at the fierce devils with wide eyes, and immediately turned around and shouted to the five members of the big knife team who were ready to go: "Go." ”

Hu Hao separated the five broadsword teams and held on to a few other small gaps, while he himself took one of them to the gap in the corner of the city wall on the left to fight the devils.

Zhao Zilong, who was near the section of the city wall above the big gap, in addition to shooting devils, also put his mind below from time to time.

I saw that those devils who held up their bayonets with the 38 big covers, just rushed into the gap, and they met Hu Hao's big knife team, as if the gray-blue and earthy yellow water collided and blended together.

In front of the Zhonghua Gate, the sound of hissing, metal clashing, bayonets inserting into the human body, and screams sounded again.

Although the gap was more than ten meters wide, and the number of devils was larger than that of the national army, they could not all rush in at once, so they could only rush in in a group.

And Zhang Long and other national soldiers launched a divine power to meet the enemy, especially Hu Hao's broadsword team, which was well-trained, and the big sword he wielded was vigorous, and his momentum overwhelmed the devil.

Within a quarter of an hour of hand-to-hand combat, the national army forced the devils to retreat.

On the small gap in the city wall, those big sword players also blocked the attack of the devils.

The other national troops guarding the city wall kept shooting the charging devils, but they were strafed by the devil machine gunners in the residential area on the other side of the moat.

There are constantly charging devils who are shot and fallen, but the national army on the city wall is also down.

"Change places!"

After Zhao Zilong shot a devil, he was targeted by a group of devil machine gunners. He immediately screamed, and immediately bent down and ran to another place.

And Wen Bin and Zhang Hu also followed and shifted their positions.

When Zhao Zilong ran to a half-collapsed battlement at the corner of the city wall, and was about to shoot one of the devil commanders holding a war knife among the devils below, he suddenly saw that the two devil soldiers next to this person were holding crooked machine guns.

Zhao Zilong couldn't help but tighten his heart, his index finger paused for a moment, but then instinctively buckled.

Shots rang out.

At the moment when the devil commander was shot and fell, Zhao Zilong saw that the other party's mouth was different from the one that shouted to kill and kill.

'Get out of the way, get out of the way. This thought flashed through Zhao Zilong's mind.

Immediately, I saw that the devils who rushed to the gap dodged or retreated to the sides, and the two devil machine gunners had already raised their crooked machine guns.

"Beware of machine gun ......"

Zhao Zilong's face changed, and while he was shouting, he also hurriedly pulled the bolt and pushed the bullet.

"Kill ......"

Hu Hao had just slashed and killed a devil, and when he saw the devils retreating, he was about to shout at the team members to charge.

Da Da Da ......

Two strings of bullets had already erupted from the muzzles of the two crooked guns, hitting Hu Hao's chest at once, and also hitting the seven or eight nearby broadsword team members.

Although there were several devils nearby, they couldn't dodge and were shot and fell to the ground. But the two devil machine gunners were still firing wildly.

The national soldiers were stunned for a while, forgot to dodge, and fell down a few more by bullets.

Suddenly, a space was vacated in the gap.

"Kill it!" Among those devils, one of the squad leaders saw it and immediately shouted, leading the soldiers to attack the gap again.

Bang! Bang!

At this critical moment, Zhao Zilong fired.

Two bullets with rage instantly drilled into the eyebrows of the two devil machine gunners, and then shot out of the back of their heads.

The little heads of the two devil machine gunners spewed red and white liquid, and their bodies fell all at once.

Seeing that the devils had rushed into the gap, Zhao Zilong raised his eyebrows, he threw the neutral rifle that had run out of bullets on the ground, rushed to the edge of the gap in a few steps, and jumped off the city wall again.

"Brother Zhao!"

"Brother Zhao!"

Wen Bin and Zhang Hu, who were in the back, looked at it and shouted in shock.

The devils below suddenly felt a shadow cast in the sky, and they all looked up, but they saw a national army flying down from the city wall like a god, and they were immediately frightened and screamed, and instinctively raised their bayonets.

But Zhao Zilong's descent was too fast, and before the devils could lift their 38 covers, others had already flown into the crowd.

The moment he fell, Zhao Zilong's feet opened and kicked each of the devil's chests, and immediately kicked the two of them until their sternums sank, and without exhaling a breath, they immediately fell backwards, knocking down several companions by the way.

And Zhao Zilong's fists also hit one of the devils in the back, shattering the internal organs of both of them, and also knocking several companions away.

With the slowdown of the impact, Zhao Zilong immediately turned over and stood up.

He was already holding a dagger dragon blade in his right hand and a three-bayonet dragon thorn in his left hand.

With his feet stomped on the ground, Zhao Zilong rushed into the crowd of devils, and his speed was so fast that it was difficult to distinguish his shadow at all.

Those devils couldn't get near him at all.

The devil who fought with him fell with one move.

Every time he raised his hand, a devil fell.

One inch is short, one inch is dangerous.

Between the dragon blade and the dragon thorn, the devil was either stabbed in the throat or inserted in the chest.

In a few breaths, more than a dozen devils poured on.

Zhao Zilong used his personal strength to block a large group of devils.

At this time, those big knife team members were also relieved, and as soon as they saw Zhao Zilong fighting alone, they immediately rushed over with machetes held high.

The gray-blue crowd collided with the earthy yellow crowd again.

When the battle is fought in close combat, long-range weapons such as sniper rifles, cannons, grenadiers, and machine guns are useless.

It's just courage and will.

Under the leadership of Zhao Zilong, the national army fought desperately to kill the enemy, and gradually defeated those devils.

"Fight the devil on the bridge."

As soon as Wang Zhong, who was on the city wall, saw this situation, he immediately shouted, and he commanded those national machine gunners to continuously strafe the follow-up troops of the devils.

Da Da Da ......

In the sound of machine guns, the devils were constantly shot, falling from the bridge into the river, and the devils' charge was immediately blocked.

But soon, those national machine gunners were suppressed by the fire of the devil machine gunners in the civilian housing area.

Still owes three chapters, and strives to code the word......

(End of chapter)