Let's be honest.

Zhou Tian is the first time to participate in this kind of hard-nosed white-knuckle battle, although he has a certain psychological preparation for this kind of tragic hand-to-hand combat, but when he arrived on the battlefield, he was still greatly shocked.

In battle.

Soldiers were constantly stabbed by the bayonets of the devils, and some fighters had their abdomen opened by the bayonets, and their blue and purple intestines were already hanging outside their bodies, but they still stabbed the bayonets at the enemy with great vigour.

A soldier with more than a dozen knives in his body, covered in flesh and blood, can no longer stand up, he holds the machete in both hands and lies on the ground, as long as he sees the foot wearing overturned fur shoes, he slashes fiercely, there is a Japanese soldier who is stabbing with the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army, he was caught off guard by cutting off his ankles, and then fell to the ground, and then the knife in the soldier's hand cut at the head of this devil.

This scene.

Seeing that Zhou Tian's eyes were hot, his blood was swollen, and the blood kept surging into his heart, he threw away the machete in his hand that had cut over the blade, and then took out the shell gun and kept pulling the trigger on the devil, and the twenty bullets were used up in an instant.

Because he didn't have a big knife in his hand, he could only replace the bullet in time on Sunday.

As everyone knows.

At the moment when the bullet was changed on Sunday, a devil soldier rushed up with a bayonet.

At this time.

Zhou Tian didn't see this situation, if it wasn't for a soldier of the Eighth Route Army who rushed over in time, the bayonet in the devil's hand would probably pierce Zhou Tian's body and give him a chill.

It's a life-for-life game.

This soldier of the Eighth Route Army just inserted the bayonet into the chest of the devil soldier, and before he could pull it out, the bayonet of another devil soldier stabbed into the abdomen of this soldier, and then Zhou Tian, who had changed the magazine, once again pulled the trigger of the shell gun in his hand, and with a bullet that came out of the gun, the devil soldier suddenly died and could not die anymore......

The white-knuckle battle is like a knockout game in a sports competition, it is not an elite, it is not left to the last, and in less than ten minutes, most of the fighters on both sides of the war have fallen.

Other words.

The soldiers who survived were all masters of assassination.

A Japanese officer wearing a yellow tweed military uniform and wearing the rank of lieutenant is still fighting the trapped beast, this devil soldier is of medium height, very strong, fair-skinned, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, very young but brave and abnormal, a katana makes the gods elusive, several soldiers of the Eighth Route Army surrounded him in the middle, he was fearless, screaming, stabbing left and right, attacking frequently, several soldiers were cut to the ground by him, if there were no others in front of him, these soldiers of the Eighth Route Army might have died.

Zhou Tian was furious when he saw it.

snatched the ghost head knife in the hand of a soldier of the Eighth Route Army in front of him, and rushed forward.

I saw Zhou Tian pounce.

The devil soldiers also rushed over.

Zhou Tian and the Japanese lieutenant had passed five or six moves in a blink of an eye, and the military uniforms on both of them were scratched by blades, and the blood soaked the military uniforms.

Zhou Tian's left flank and arm were cut by a katana a few times, but the Japanese lieutenant did not take advantage, his shoulders and arms were also bleeding, especially on his face was cut from left to right by the blade of the ghost head knife in Zhou Tian's hand, and even his nose was opened.

The machete and katana collided and splashed sparks, making a sonorous metallic sound. 

Suddenly.

Zhou Tian dodged the devil's stab on one side, and at the same time as his body fell to the ground, the machete in his hand also brushed over the ground in a fan, and the Japanese lieutenant suddenly screamed, it turned out that his left foot that was standing in a lunge was cut off by the sharp machete in Zhou Tian's hand, and his body suddenly lost its support point and fell to the ground.

Such a fighter.

Zhou Tian naturally would not give up easily, his lightning wrist flip was a knife, and the head and body of the Japanese lieutenant were separated.

This is the end of the white-knuckle battle.

The highway was full of bloody corpses, like an open-air slaughterhouse, there were little devils, there were puppet soldiers, and even soldiers of the Eighth Route Army, most of these corpses maintained the posture of fighting before death.

One of the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army who had already sacrificed was still strangled by the neck of the devil to death, and no matter how much strength the living soldiers of the Eighth Route Army did, they couldn't move his hands, which showed the fierceness of the battle, and it was like time frozen in an instant, leaving these tragic sculptures.

Zhou Tian instructed his subordinate soldiers: "Don't worry about the corpses of other devils, let the devils collect the corpses by themselves, don't pick up the clothes of this lieutenant devil, bury him well, this dog is a man, he stabbed our two soldiers, damn, he is a master assassin, it's a pity." ”

Orion seemed a little dissatisfied, and glared in disagreement, "In this hellish weather, I can't bury my own person, and I still care about ...... him." ”

Zhou Tian also widened his eyes and scolded: "Orion, you dog, what do you know?" This kid has a kind, he is a real soldier, since he is a real soldier, he can win my respect for Sunday, go quickly. ”

Taking advantage of the time to clean up the battlefield, the instructor came to Zhou Tian and whispered.

Zhou Tian nodded, and then looked around the battlefield of the corpse Chen Heng with a solemn face, the strong combat effectiveness of the devil soldiers left a deep impression on him, the Japanese lieutenant whose head and body had been separated were lying on the edge of the ditch, and suddenly heard the instructor say this, and was happy at the moment, and said: "Political commissar, we said it at the beginning, as a company commander, I am responsible for the command of the battlefield, and you, as an instructor, are responsible for the political and ideological work and daily life of the soldiers, besides, how can there be immortals on the battlefield?" If I didn't have that diamond diamond every day, I really wouldn't dare to work with porcelain. ”

"What was the situation? Why do you still have benevolence and righteousness with the little devil? What should we do if the little devil reinforcements come? The instructor asked Zhou Tian with an unkind face.

"But now, we've won."

"Yes, we won, but we also paid a heavy price."

In this battle, the new company lost a total of 36 casualties, and as many as 20 were wounded.

Lucky.

These wounded people are all minor injuries that can be healed in a few days.

Compared with the losses of the new company, the losses of the little devils seem to be greater, a whole squad of devil soldiers was killed, and more than 100 puppet soldiers were eliminated or captured, which is also the biggest loss of the little devils since they captured several county towns in eastern Hebei in 37 years.

When the supreme commander in this area received the news, he was playing Go with his subordinates, and he was at first speechless with shock, thinking that he had misheard, and when the telegraph operator confirmed it again, he immediately drew his saber in anger and cut the Go board in half with one sword. He was angry that he was as poor as he screamed. Flower. The Chinese army, which was like a child, dared to take the lead in attacking the Japanese army with first-class equipment and combat effectiveness, and finally vowed that one day the head of the commander of this unit would be cut off with his own saber.