Wang Dalong, as the commander of the 303rd Regiment, has not fought hand-to-hand combat with people for many years since the Northern Expedition.

However, this does not mean that his kung fu is not good, on the contrary, he has not stopped training himself in addition to training over the years.

Therefore, his current skills are not weakened compared to before the Northern Expedition, but are even more powerful.

In the blink of an eye, the number of little devils who died in the hands of Wang Dalong had exceeded one hand, and they were basically killed with one sword.

This scene, Rao Yang Yun, who was not far away, saw it, and he was also a little shocked.

But at the same time, it also reminded him to use the least amount of strength to solve more little devils.

The previous big knife had been broken and broken due to the fierce battle with the little devil, and due to the rush of time, there was no way to get a good knife in a short time.

So before Yang Yun came, he simply brought the saber captured from the little devil captain Kimura Furuki, and at this moment, Yang Yun was holding this saber in his hand.

Although this saber was lighter than the broadsword he had used before, it was more than a star and a half better than the broadsword in terms of steel quality and workmanship.

And this saber exerted its due power in Yang Yun's hands.

A diagonal pick, a little devil who rushed to the 518 heights just raised his bayonet, and before he even had time to stab it, he died in the hands of Yang Yun.

Immediately followed by another horizontal stroke, a little devil just raised the 38 big cover in his hand to block, but Yang Yun's knife speed was too fast, this little devil's 38 big cover was just halfway up, and the whole person's movements stopped abruptly, as if time forbade him, and he froze there.

The next moment, a bloody arrow spurted directly from the neck of this little devil, and the whole person fell to the ground like a dead dog.

Yang Yun didn't look at the little devil again, and then killed the little devil again.

As soon as this little devil rushed up, he saw the bloody scene of Yang Yun killing one of his companions with a knife.

This scene, instead of frightening this little devil, aroused his blood.

"Eight Ga Ya Road!"

After the little devil roared, he raised his bayonet and killed Yang Yun.

It's a pity that the stabbing technique that the little devil is proud of is garbage in Yang Yun's eyes.

At the same time that this little devil just took out the knife, Yang Yun also moved, and he directly and easily slid to dodge the seemingly fatal knife of the little devil.

Immediately, before the little devil could put away the knife, Yang Yun stabbed him in the lower abdomen.

The little devil stabbed the air, and before he could retract the knife, he felt a sharp pain in his lower abdomen, accompanied by a large mouthful of blood overflowing from his mouth, and the whole person was also dazzled and unconscious.

Although Yang Yun and every brother guarding the 518 Heights were fighting hard to kill the enemy, their numbers were too small, and most of them were still injured.

Although there are constantly little devils being killed, there are more and more little devils rushing to the 518 heights.

There were fewer and fewer brothers on the position, and just when they were trying their best to hold the position, they suddenly heard another shout of killing behind them.

Everyone's hearts were tight, but then there was joy, because the voice was not the voice of the little devil, but the voice of the Chinese.

Then there is only one reason, and that is that reinforcements have arrived.

"Bang! Bang bang bang! ”

Wang Dalong was being surrounded and killed by five or six little devils, and he was already a little powerless, but at this moment, he suddenly heard a burst of gunfire behind him, and then the little devils who surrounded him fell four or five.

It was none other than Zhang Haisheng, the commander of the first guard company to rush up from the back mountain.

"Head Wang, I'm late!"

While Zhang Haisheng spoke, the movements under his feet did not stop at all, but the pistol in his hand was replaced by a large knife that was originally carried behind his back.

"Hahaha! Company Commander Zhang, you came at the right time! ”

Wang Datou looked back and found that it was actually an old acquaintance Zhang Haisheng, the pride of the soldier made him forget his grief, and immediately responded with a laugh at Zhang Haisheng.

A few little devils in front of him were about to kill this Colonel Zhina, but suddenly killed a Cheng Biting Jin halfway.

Not only that, but he also shot and killed several of their companions in a very unruly manner, making them angry but not daring to attack rashly.

But the next moment, when they found that this officer had put away the evil pistol in his hand as he rushed over, a cruel look appeared on his face again.

It was like a hungry wolf seeing a lamb.

Although they didn't know the details of this officer, in their opinion, how much combat power could this guy in front of him, who had become a dog, have at this moment?

"Captain Wang, wait until we get rid of these damn little devils before we catch up!"

"That's great!"

As he spoke, Zhang Haisheng killed the little devils who didn't seem to take him in his eyes, and these little devils rushed towards him without showing weakness.

As soon as a little devil stepped across the trench, before he could draw his knife, he died under Zhang Haisheng's lightning knife.

That's right, it is a lightning knife, Zhang Haisheng was called a lightning knife by division commander Wang Yaowu because of his fast knife, and he was promoted to the commander of the guard company by Wang Yaowu because of this.

With just one move, Zhang Haisheng shocked the two little devils who killed him.

However, the glory and dignity of the soldiers made it impossible for them to retreat, even in the face of a strong enemy who was incapacitated, the warriors of the Great Japanese Empire were always only killed in battle, not scared to death.

Immediately, these two little devils were one left and one right and they were cornered towards Zhang Haisheng.

Zhang Haisheng pursed his lips disdainfully, although he is indeed very tired now, so tired that he is about to collapse, but the two little devils in front of him who are like clowns jumping off the beam are indeed still not taken into his eyes.

Seeing that they dared to take the initiative, Zhang Haisheng did not flinch, and took a step forward, dodging the attack of the two, and then turned around and swept thousands of troops.

Its speed was so fast that the two little devils didn't have time to react at all, and they were stabbed in the back of the neck, fulfilling their long-cherished wish, and died forever on the way to the charge, and there was no chance to turn around.

The two little devils died, but Zhang Haisheng's battle had just begun, even if he was so tired that he was about to exhaust, he didn't dare to have any idea of resting.

The brothers of the 303rd Regiment have been fighting with the little devils for a day and a night without rest, they have just driven more than a hundred miles, and where do they dare to have the thoughts and thoughts of resting.

Besides, if they want to rest, they will rest directly on the road.

Right now, even if they want to rest, they have to promise with the bayonet in the hands of the little devil......