"Evenize the bullet in your hand, and give the little devil a greeting gift when we meet in a while."

Huzi said that although his name is Huzi, his mind is not sloppy at all. Every time he made a post-war summary, he listened very carefully, carefully remembering every method that might kill more little devils.

At this moment, the gunfire on the opposite hilltop also stopped, and Huzi knew that the soldiers there were no more bullets.

"It seems that our platoon is going to have a white-knuckle battle together this time, so let's compare who will kill more devils in a while! Get on the bayonet! ”

Huzi shouted and gave the order, his voice was not loud, but it was strong.

"Captain, it seems that you are right. There are no bullets left on the eight roads on the mountain, and they are preparing to start a white-knuckle battle with us. ”

The squadron leader said with admiration on his face, but Nishimura didn't show anything, just said lightly.

"Destroy them!"

Looking at the Japanese troops who were gradually advancing towards the position, Huzi's eyes were slightly closed, and he kept patrolling in the opponent's array, he was looking for a suitable target.

"Whew...... Whew......"

The devil is getting closer and closer, and the soldiers on the mountain can already hear the sound of the Japanese army's leather shoes stepping on the ground, and they can also hear the heavy breathing of the devil.

"Smack! Syllable! Syllable! ”

After the devil came up, Huzi and the others raised their guns and shot a row of bullets at the devil. And successfully hit two devils.

However, Huzi's heart was chuckling at that time, on his side he could see the situation on the opposite hill, and that side had already started a white-knuckle battle with the devil at this moment, but there was no gunfire over there. Huzi knew in his heart that it seemed that there was really not a single bullet over there.

"Yaga !!"

They suddenly fired and knocked down two Japanese soldiers, which made the other Japanese soldiers angry and rushed forward with bayonets in hand.

"Ah!!h

The explosive power of the devils was quite strong, even the tigers didn't expect them to rush so fast, one of the Japanese soldiers ran very fast, almost in a few seconds, rushed up, the bayonet pushed forward hard, and stabbed into the chest of a soldier of the Eighth Route Army.

The stabbed warrior's eyes were full of dazedness, he didn't expect that the target he had chosen before would stab him so suddenly.

"Your Grandma's !!"

Only then did the soldiers next to him react, shouted and cursed together, and handed the bayonet in their hands into the devil's body.

"Poof......

Blood was spilling out, and in the blink of an eye, a soldier of the Eighth Route Army and a Japanese soldier fell.

The fall of the two soldiers was like a trumpet, and the bayonets of both sides were intertwined in the next second.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! ”

It was as if it had returned to the era of cold weapons, and it had become a collision of bayonets and bayonets.

Huzi kept in mind the content of the training, and tried not to fight one-on-one with the enemy when fighting white-knuckle combat, but to learn to cooperate with each other.

"Work in groups of three, work with each other!"

Huzi shouted loudly, and their side immediately became four teams, working together to deal with the enemy in front of them.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! ”

……

The white-bladed battle on the mountain continued, and Nishimura just glanced up and didn't pay much attention, in his opinion, it was absolutely impossible for the weak Chinese to defeat the Japanese in terms of stabbing and stabbing. In such a white-knuckle battle with equal numbers, the Chinese could not win in any way.

Thinking like this in his heart, the West Village has already taken a step under his feet.

"Forward, the soldiers on the mountain will meet on their own when the clearing is finished."

Leaving such a sentence faintly, Nishimura commanded his squadron to walk towards the forward position, he really wanted to study the other party's tactics, because today's battle actually opened his eyes.

……

"Boom!"

The powerful arms flicked the long Type 38 rifle upward, cutting the bayonet in front of him, and the Japanese soldier's heart was full of contempt, this move he had learned how to crack when he was in middle school.

"Bang!"

The butt of the gun pressed down again, resisting the attack from below, and the Japanese soldier did not care. The opponent's gun is much shorter than his, and he wants to break the opponent's attack effortlessly.

"Poof!"

However, he fended off two attacks, but he could not resist the third bayonet that attacked at the same time. I was stabbed in the stomach by the knife in the middle.

"Bang."

It fell to the ground with a dull thud.

At this moment, a lot of corpses have fallen one after another in the position. And standing, except for six or seven Japanese soldiers, only a group of Huzi and two soldiers remained.

Except for them, the remaining three groups of nine people have all fallen, but they are very relieved in Huzi's heart. It is impossible to imagine how high the level of the Japanese army's stabbing is until they are actually confronted. Now, by working together, we can ensure that we can take a Japanese soldier with every shot.

The only pity is that the number of Japanese troops is almost equal to them, which means that every time they fight, they take away a Japanese soldier, and they will also let the Japanese army who is not being targeted take a person. If the Japanese were a little less numerous today, they would almost certainly have won this white-knuckle battle!

"Ah!!h

The last three soldiers of the Eighth Route Army struck again, and their target was an exceptionally small Japanese soldier, this person was even shorter than the ordinary Japanese army, but this person was a master, and in the previous rounds of confrontation, he took three lives on this side.

"Boom! Boom! ”

Although the Japanese soldier was small, he had great strength, and the long Type 38 rifle drew circles one after another in his hand, like a sledgehammer with a small king, which looked ridiculous, but in fact it was very dangerous.

Two times in a row, knocking out two attacks, one left and one right. But at this time, the devil's middle door was wide open, and Huzi seized the opportunity, and the big knife in his hand cut down without hesitation.

"Huh!"

The devil's head was chopped off with a brush around his neck, and then a rod of red blood came out of the skull, which was two feet high.

"Yaga !!"

The rest of the devils roared in unison, and the bayonets in their hands were also handed out, stabbing into the chests of the two warriors on the left and right of Huzi.

"Plop! Thump! ”

With two sounds, both warriors fell forever. At this moment, on the field, including the opposite hill, only Huzi, the Eighth Route Army, was still standing!

"Your Grandma!!"

Huzi scolded loudly, looked at the devil who surrounded him, jumped up without any hesitation and slashed at a devil.

"Plop!"

"Poof!"

Successfully cut down a devil, but Huzi was stabbed in the back at the same time. Huzi knew that one of his waists had been pierced. There was a heart-piercing pain from the back of the waist, the whole body was as if the bones had been pulled out, there was no strength, the two arms seemed to be filled with lead, and the tiger-like big knife that usually danced was now a thousand pounds in his hand.

"Puff Puff !!"

Without giving Huzi another chance, these devils stabbed their bayonets into Huzi's body together.

"Uh......"

Huzi spat out a mouthful of blood foam from his mouth, looked at the devil in front of him, shook the knife with difficulty, and slashed towards the other party's neck with a trembling voice.

"Poof......

I really didn't have the strength, and the big knife that could cut off the person's head before only cut the throat of the devil in the end, causing the other party to die in extreme pain, and the knife was still stuck in the devil's throat until death.

"Heh......"

Huzi wanted to laugh, but he didn't even have the strength to grin.

"Plop!"

Seeing that the last Eighth Route Army had fallen, several Japanese soldiers who were still alive glanced at each other. They both saw surprise in each other's eyes. They weren't new recruits for the first time, they had met a lot of opponents before, but it was the first time they had encountered an enemy who would have won so hard in a white-knuckle battle!

After stabbing each corpse, the devils descended the mountain to join the army.

Unbeknownst to them, however, after they descended the mountain, a figure slowly crawled out of the pile of dead people. No one knew his name, the blood had blurred his face, and the wounds on his body were still bleeding, but he knew that he couldn't just die now.

He struggled to climb forward, and when he reached the edge of the cliff, he saw the Japanese troops below looking at their fortifications and preparing to line into the pass.

“……”

The warrior babbled indistinctly, and little by little he crawled down the hill inside.

"Plop!"

As he climbed over a small ridge of earth, he fell straight down and rolled several times on the hillside full of hard branches. He lay there for a full minute before he moved again.

Climbing to a ditch near the foot of the mountain, the warrior groped for a lead in the dirt at the bottom of the ditch.

This was laid out by Bai Lin when they were retreating, and on the way to the mountain pass, Bai Lin and they planted ten mines. And put the lead here, even if it is the last interception of the devil.

Just as the warrior held the lead firmly in his hand, Nishimura also began to lead the team towards the mountain pass.

"Little devil! Grandpa sends you to heaven! ”

The warrior scolded fiercely, the muscles in his arm contracted tightly, and he struggled to pull the long lead.

"Bang !!"

The devils who were entering the mountain pass suddenly felt a rush of upward momentum under their feet, and then one after another mines exploded under their feet.

"Oops! Oops! ”

After these ten mines exploded under the feet of the devil, the devil was staggered, with a blue nose and swollen face. The ten earthen mines planted by Bai Lin were still relatively limited in power, and in the end they only broke the legs of a few Japanese soldiers and destroyed the marching ranks of the Japanese army.

"Huh...... Hehe......"

But even so, the soldiers who detonated the mines smiled with relief, and their mission here was to delay the Japanese soldiers, not kill them.

They did what they had to do, building walls with their own flesh and blood!

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