In the face of the bright bayonet, Jia Shimao used the 38-type rifle with the bayonet he grabbed to flick hard, and a huge force blocked the Japanese bayonet, and the Japanese soldier who was caught off guard suddenly opened the door, and he roared and stabbed forward violently.

"Phew!"

There was a crisp sound, and just as the bayonet was about to pierce the Japanese soldier's lower abdomen, a Japanese soldier from behind arrived, and he used the bayonet to pick Jia Shimao's bayonet, but the bayonet was picked crooked, and it slid past the waist of the Japanese soldier.

The Japanese soldier on the other side looked down at the clothes that were punctured at his waist, and then realized that he had just turned around at the gate of hell, and in his anger, he roared angrily, and then raised his bayonet and stabbed Jia Shimao in the chest with all his might, and another Japanese soldier next to him also took the opportunity to stab Jia Shimao in the lower abdomen.

Seeing this, Jia Shimao immediately withdrew his rifle and clamped the two bayonets that were stabbing at him together. Only a clanging sound was heard, and the three bayonets were pinned together, and in a tooth-aching sound of metal rubbing, the three bayonets were not bent.

The three of them each took a step back, and then immediately lunged at each other. You advance and I retreat, I advance and you retreat, the pace of fighting is constantly shifting.

After a few rounds of back and forth between the three of them, Jia Shimao can see that these Japanese have indeed worked hard and been strictly trained in white-knuckle combat, and the two devils cooperate tacitly, although they parry more than attack, but they have a certain degree of advance and retreat, and occasionally take the opportunity to counterattack, which is quite threatening, if it weren't for the fact that they have been practicing martial arts since they were children, they are really not the opponents of these two little devils.

At this time, there was already a killing sound around, and Jia Shimao rushed to the emergency of the battle. The two little devils had to be dealt with quickly, and just as he was setting up the bayonet of the Japanese soldier on his right, the taller Japanese soldier on the left stabbed him in the lower abdomen. In a hurry, he simply threw the rifle in his hand at the Japanese soldier on the right, and he slid sideways to let go of the bayonet of the Japanese soldier on the left.

While the Japanese soldier on the right was dodging, he grabbed the stabbing gun of the Japanese soldier on the left, and the two sides narrowed the distance at once, and then he slammed an elbow into the opponent's chest.

Only a crisp sound of "click" was heard, and several ribs on the chest of the Japanese soldier were immediately broken. The whole person collapsed to the ground, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and the rifle in his hand changed hands. Taking advantage of his illness to kill him, where would Jia Shimao be polite. Grabbing the rifle, he dodged sideways, and the bayonet in his hand immediately pierced his throat.

Looking at his companion who fell to the ground clutching his throat, the last remaining Japanese soldier let out a roar of rage and rushed towards Jia Shimao with all his strength like crazy. The death of his companion stirred up his wildness. The distorted face is particularly hideous.

If ordinary people would have been stunned by his appearance, but as a veteran of the battlefield, Jia Shimao would naturally not be so useless, he saw him put the gun in one box, and the two rifles collided violently with a click, and then the two rifles broke at the same time. The Japanese soldier threw away the rifle in his hand and continued to hug him frantically, trying to strangle him.

Jia Shimao sneered and threw away the broken gun in his hand. With a loud shook, the hands of the Japanese soldier who pounced on him like mad dogs parted the hands. Then he punched the devil in the jaw. A crisp fracture sound sounded, and the face of the originally hideous Japanese soldier suddenly turned into a wail of pain, and his mouth full of blood spurted out with his teeth, and he fell to the ground on his back.

Jia Shimao leaned over and grabbed the Japanese officer's knife that fell to the ground, threw the battle with a wave of his hand, and then walked not far away without looking back, picked up his submachine gun, and began to replace the submachine gun with a 71-round drum. He didn't look back at the terrible howl coming from behind him, if this knife couldn't even kill the Japanese soldier, his years of martial arts would be in vain.

By this time, the battle between the two sides had basically ended, and the Japanese troops of this squadron who rushed over had almost all been annihilated under the powerful fire attack of the three companies.

With the fall of the Sakamaki squadron, it also means that the beachhead here has been initially controlled, but the matter does not end there, after receiving the news, the 177th captain Haneda Mikuzo Shaozo learned that the position by the river was occupied by the Chinese army, he immediately led the remaining two squadrons towards the river beach, trying to take advantage of the first battalion's unstable foothold to drive the first battalion down the river.

"Sir, the Japanese are rushing over, there are a lot, what should I do?" Xiang Yihang, the leader of the platoon, looked at the Japanese army in front of him and couldn't help but beat a little drum in his heart, there were too many Japanese at this glance, it seemed that there were no less than six or seven hundred people. You must know that only three of them have crossed the river now, and there is a mortar platoon and half a company of a battalion that followed them just now, and the rest of the troops are still urgently crossing the river.

"What to do? How does Lao Tzu know what to do? Jia Shimao scolded angrily, in the melee just now, his company also suffered more than 20 casualties, and the remaining soldiers were a little tired after a fierce battle, if they encountered hand-to-hand combat like just now, the soldiers would definitely suffer.

However, Jia Shimao is also a ruthless master, he gritted his teeth and said to Yi Hang: "What are you panicking, communication soldiers...... Immediately order the mortar platoon to fire at the devils in front of me, and then call for artillery support! ”

"Understood!"

The signal soldier began to call, but soon he said with some frustration: "Company commander, the regiment commander said that the artillery battalion is moving positions, and it will be at least forty minutes before the artillery bombardment can be carried out again, and the regiment commander asked us to figure out our own way." ”

"The way of fart, if you can come up with a way, Lao Tzu will also be the head of the regiment." Jia Shimao scolded.

However, despite the complaints, the things that should be done were still to be done, and he ordered the troops to set up their machine guns, and the soldiers found cover to prepare for battle. Just relying on the strength of one and a half companies in his hands to face a group of seven or eight hundred Japanese soldiers who had killed red-eyed, Jia Shimao also scratched his head a little, after all, this riverbank is too long, and the Japanese can attack from one place casually enough for them to be busy.

At this moment, a roar sounded in the sky, and Xiang Yihang suddenly said with a happy face: "Company commander, the plane ...... Our plane is coming. ”

"That's right!" Jia Shimao was also happy, how could he forget this biggest help.

"Signal soldier, hurry up and contact the fighters in the sky to see if you can get in touch!" Jia Shimao stretched out his hand to summon the communication soldier and assigned him a task.

Soon, a slightly proud voice rang out in the headset...... (To be continued.) )