"! King camel! Why don't you fuck it? ”

Wang Desheng roared angrily at the artillery platoon commander Wang Huozi not far away.

"Battalion...... It's not that I don't want to shoot artillery, it's that we've run out of shells! ”

Wang Mazi looked at the battalion commander Wang Desheng with an angry face, and replied a little weakly.

After hearing this, Wang Desheng remembered that as a rapid marching army, although they were armed with heavy weapons such as mortars and heavy machine guns, they carried absolutely not many shells.

"!"

Wang Desheng scolded secretly, and then turned his gaze back to the little devil who was rushing towards them.

It's just that at this moment, they have been surrounded by little devils, and everywhere they look, there are little devils in every direction.

Fortunately, the most elite officers and soldiers of the 305th Battalion were following Wang Desheng's side, so they were able to hold this last position to the death.

It is a low hill that is neither high nor steep, with a gentle slope and many maple trees and other species growing all over the mountainside.

These trees served as cover for the little devil's charge, but at the same time, they also covered the officers and soldiers of the first battalion of the 305th Regiment on the top of the mountain, so that the little devil's bullets could not easily hit them.

The officers and soldiers of the 305th Regiment were all lying on the hillside, and the captain of the little devil brigade, Kawashima Shintaro, originally planned to use artillery bombardment to directly kill them all on the top of the mountain, but unfortunately, their brigade was also marching in a hurry, and the shells they carried were also not many.

Helplessly, in order to vent the hatred in his heart, all the officers and soldiers of the first battalion of the 305th Regiment on the hillside, Kawashima Shintaro had to give the order to charge.

Under his order, hundreds of little devils surrounded from all directions and rushed towards the hill guarded by the first battalion of the 305th Regiment.

The so-called worries have long been forgotten by the officers and soldiers of the first battalion of the 305th Regiment at this moment, and now they don't know if they can withstand the most violent attack of the little devils and hold on until the arrival of reinforcements.

But they won't give up, it's still the same sentence, even if it's death, then they have to pull a few little devils to back their backs.

"Hahaha! Brothers, this may be the last battle in our lives, are you afraid? ”

Wang Desheng's face was hideous, and he let out a bohemian laugh.

In the face of the little devils who were cautiously approaching them, the officers and soldiers of the 305th Regiment did not speak, but they used their actions to tell the king of the camp that he was victorious and their determination!

"Bang!"

The gunfire rang out again, kicking off the decisive battle.

It's just that now, although the officers and men of the first battalion of the 305th Regiment have not used up their ammunition, they have not much left.

Therefore, they can no longer afford to use heavy machine guns or even light machine guns, so they can only save bullets as much as possible and use rifle firing.

In this way, although their firepower is much inferior to before, the efficiency of this attack has been increased countless times.

"The enemy's bullets are running out, hurry up, kill the chicken!"

A little devil captain easily noticed that the officers and soldiers of the first battalion of the 305th Regiment were short of ammunition, and then pointed at the katana in his hand and roared at the little devils under him.

The little devils were like being beaten with chicken blood, and instantly accelerated the speed and rhythm of the charge.

"!"

The direction in which this group of little devils rushed was personally guarded by Wang Desheng, the commander of the first battalion of the 305th Regiment.

There aren't many bullets, but they're not running out.

Wang Desheng's heart was ruthless, and he roared again: "Brothers, fight, hit Lao Tzu hard!" Kill these little devils! ”

And he himself pulled the trigger in his hand again, because the pistol only had a range of a few tens of meters, so from the beginning of the battle, he was holding a formal rifle.

Wang Desheng's marksmanship is exquisite, and the formal rifle held in his hand at this moment is like a sickle in the hands of the Grim Reaper, and every time he pulls the trigger, he can hit a little devil, or hit the head, or hit the chest, either dead or seriously injured.

However, the number of the first battalion of the 305th Regiment was too small after all, and the terrain was not particularly easy to defend, as this group of little devils fell into madness, their pressure also increased further.

Seeing that the little devil was approaching rapidly, and even rushed to a position less than fifty meters away from here, Wang Desheng directly picked up a grenade, pulled the safety open, waited for about two seconds, and then threw it out.

"Boom!"

Due to Wang Desheng's pinching of the timing, the grenade almost hit the ground, and it had already exploded, and several little devils had not even had time to lie down, but they had been swept away by the air wave generated by the grenade explosion, and the closest to the explosion location was even directly torn apart.

The little devils who were a little farther away were also injured to varying degrees, and their bodies were hit by shrapnel from the explosion of the grenade, and they let out a terrible howl.

Seeing this, all the officers and soldiers of the first battalion of the 305th Regiment also began to throw grenades, but their ability to throw grenades was far inferior to their victory of the king of the camp, and the little devils had already taken precautions, so they did not cause too many casualties to the little devils, but they also temporarily dispelled the arrogance of the little devils, so that they did not dare to enter.

However, this situation only lasted for a moment, and it was completely shattered under the desperate charge of a small group of little devils.

With this small group of little devils taking the lead, the little devils everywhere also launched a fierce charge without fear of death.

This time, they are bound to take the position above the hill and completely annihilate the enemy above the position.

Finally, as the casualties continued and the ammunition was exhausted, the last position of the 1st Battalion of the 305th Regiment was slowly broken by the little devils.

The first to rush to the position were a dozen little devils in the northwest corner.

"Eight Ga Ya Road!"

However, before they could rejoice, their faces immediately showed panic, and then they all screamed or fled backwards, or fell directly to the ground.

"Hahaha! Little devils who say dogs, let's die together! ”

"Boom!"

With the terrible laughter of one of the brothers before he died, the two grenades in his hand exploded almost simultaneously.

The laughter froze and stopped abruptly, leaving behind the miserable howls of the little devils.

More than a dozen little devils were killed in an instant, and although the remaining little devils were not killed, they were all injured to varying degrees.

"! Give it all to Lao Tzu to die! ”

A brother of the first battalion of the 305th Regiment, who was seven or eight meters away from the explosion site, witnessed this tragic scene with his own eyes, and his eyes were almost torn with hatred; Because the bullets in the gun had run out, at this moment he was carrying a medium formal rifle with a good bayonet, and he rushed straight at these little devils.

He was the first to deal with those who were slightly less injured, and then to the little devils who were a little more seriously injured.

"Eight Ga Ya Road!"

These imps were not dead, and they were all badly wounded, so they could only let out an unwilling roar, but they were powerless to resist the bayonet like the sickle of death.

……