But by this time, Li Ziyuan's good luck had obviously come to an end. Maybe he found out that this Dirt Eight Road who was doing tactical exercises and trying to dodge the bullets he shot out was the Dirt Eight Road Leader who killed his own Supreme Commander. The Japanese Type 92 heavy machine gun on Nanshan chased him almost all the time, and pressed him to the ground behind a ridge more than 10 meters away from the rain crack ditch and couldn't move.

And although Liu Lianming on the other side of the rain crack ditch, he led all the people to fire desperately, trying to stop the pursuers and buy time for him to retreat. However, the only scattered fire from the rifles could only slightly slow down the pace of the pursuers. Although those two mines blew up seven or eight Japanese soldiers, they were not able to buy much time for Li Ziyuan under the pursuit of the Japanese army regardless of casualties.

Looking at the pursuers who were getting closer and closer, Li Ziyuan overwhelmed the shell gun in his hand with a new magazine, changed the previous strafing to the method of point shooting, and constantly knocked down the Japanese puppet army closest to him, while signaling Liu Lianming to leave him alone and retreat immediately.

As a veteran, Li Ziyuan knew that if he didn't retreat, when the Japanese puppet army rushed to a distance of fifty meters, Liu Lianming would not be able to walk even if he wanted to. The rain crack ditch could block the Japanese machine gun fire on the South Mountain, as well as the fire of the Japanese crooked machine guns, but it could not stop the Japanese puppet army's pursuers.

In terms of the combat quality of the Japanese army, the Japanese army did not pursue at a distance of 50 meters, and they could also destroy their subordinates one by one on the edge of the rain crack ditch like shooting targets. There are not many bullets left in their own hands, and it is impossible to buy them too much time.

But no matter how Li Ziyuan signaled, he even shouted it publicly. But the stubborn Liu Lianming didn't seem to hear it, he just lay on the edge of the rain crack ditch and fired desperately, trying to cover Li Ziyuan's retreat into the rain crack ditch. Liu Lianming did not withdraw, and neither did his subordinates.

Liu Lianming's stubbornness made Li Ziyuan helpless. It was only possible to shoot incessantly to buy time for the guy to come to his senses. But what disappointed him was that as the Japanese puppet army charged closer and closer, Liu Lianming not only had no intention of evacuating, but instead drew his bayonet and put it on his rifle, ready for hand-to-hand combat.

This guy's actions made Li Ziyuan, who came up directly in anger, open his mouth and scolded: "Liu Lianming, you are a bastard." You have bayonets, do the fighters around you have? You are trained in white-knuckle combat in the army, have they been educated? You're fucking going to send Lao Tzu's best squad to their deaths. You listen to Lao Tzu, you immediately take them out of the way, the farther away the better. ”

It's just that no matter how Li Ziyuan scolded, Liu Lianming just didn't say a word. Sticking the last grenade into the belt around his waist, he was about to rush out with his Hanyang-made rifle with a bayonet on it in one hand. At this time, in the previous blockade, he had already used up the only bullets, and if he wanted to save Li Ziyuan, he could only rely on a bayonet.

This guy's move, Li Ziyuan shook his head helplessly. Replace the shell gun in your hand with the last magazine and insert it into the belt. He dragged the 44-type cavalry gun that had run out of bullets in his back, shook his hand and threw out the bayonet that came with this gun, and was ready for hand-to-hand combat.

The already weak blocking firepower on this side completely disappeared, and the Japanese puppet army on that side rushed forward even more with a roar when they saw this. The Japanese puppet army, who knew that there might be no bullets in these dirt roads, all the weapons in their hands stopped shooting at this moment, and they were ready to catch them alive.

Liu Lianming took advantage of the moment when the Japanese army also stopped shooting, quickly ran to Li Ziyuan's side, and Li Ziyuan pointed out with the muzzle of the gun back to back, ready for hand-to-hand combat. Liu Lianming's appearance made the Japanese soldiers who had rushed not far from Li Ziyuan even more excited. After withdrawing the bullet from the chamber, the 38 rifle with the bayonet on it came in a few steps.

But just when the devil held a rifle with a good bayonet and rushed to less than five meters away from Li Ziyuan and Liu Lianming. The two of them suddenly pulled out the shell gun as fast as they could, flattened the gun, and ran out of bullets in one go. One pulled out the Japanese-made Type 97 grenade, pulled out the safety and struck it on the butt of the gun, and threw it into the second echelon of the Japanese army.

Thinking that these two bullets had been exhausted, the Japanese soldiers, who were bent on catching them alive, were defenseless. The first five or six sharp soldiers who rushed up were directly knocked down by the shell gun in Li Ziyuan's hand, and those who rushed up behind were blown down by Liu Lianming's grenade. The Japanese army was bombed into a mess, and Li Ziyuan said to Liu Lianming without the slightest hesitation: "Old Liu, stick it up and fight in close combat." ”

Hearing Li Ziyuan's words, Liu Lianming did not hesitate at all and rushed over with a rifle with him. The two men opened their bows left and right, and after stabbing the remaining three remnants of the first echelon of the Japanese army, they firmly controlled the narrow mountain road. But when the devil's follow-up troops rushed up, it made the two of them tired to deal with.

Although the mountain path is very narrow, the ratio of friend to foe is too great. The level of white-knuckle warfare of the Japanese army was not given in vain. Although the two of them are back to back, they protect each other and the people behind them. But this person's physical strength is always limited, and in the face of the superior Japanese army, even if the Japanese army takes turns, some of them seem to be in a hurry.

Coupled with the body of the gun in his hand, it is much shorter than the devil's 38 style. When stabbing hard, you need to be more careful than the superior Japanese army. Both men knew that as long as one person fell, the remaining one would not hold out for two minutes. Although the two of them stabbed a few people, it didn't take long for their hands to weaken a little.

If it weren't for the guys who stayed in the rain crack ditch, they dug out the two Jinzao defensive grenades that had been planted to make mines, and the Japanese chickens and dogs that were rolling down the mountain jumped to buy the two of them a little time. Coupled with the steep mountain, the Japanese army could only rush up three or four people at a time, and I am afraid that two people would not be able to hold on for a long time.

Whether it is Li Ziyuan or Liu Lianming's white-knuckle tactics, they are all learned from the Japanese army. Although the two of them cooperated with each other back to back, they barely maintained their rivalry. But there are also more or less traces of Japanese bayonets on the body. It's just that the two people who know that no one can fall are still barely holding on.

Just when the Japanese puppet army, who wanted to catch it alive, was even more excited after seeing that the two people had shown fatigue. The Type 92 heavy machine gun, which had stopped firing when Nanshan had seen that it had rushed up from this side, suddenly resumed fire after a violent explosion.

It's just that the target of this machine gun this time is not Li Ziyuan and Liu Lianming, who are ready to make a final fight, but the Japanese puppet army who are preparing to pounce. The Japanese puppet army, who didn't notice that there was a problem behind them, was knocked down at once by a machine-gun bullet coming from behind.

Before the Japanese puppet army could wake up from the sudden blow from behind, on a hill flank, which they had previously neglected, the sudden attack of platoon guns and a rain of grenades gave them a more fatal blow. And the deafening sound of the charge on the South Mountain made these Japanese puppet soldiers suddenly have a terrifying consciousness, these dirt eight roads are bait, and the old eight roads out of the mountain are coming behind them.

Faced with a two-front attack, the Japanese puppet army on the North Mountain completely lost its previous courage. In addition, I was a little frightened in my heart about the old Eighth Road out of the mountain. Even the corpses that were knocked down by the heavy machine guns that changed hands on the South Mountain didn't bother to clean up, and they even ran down the mountain with a rolling belt. Along the way, he fought and retreated, desperately retreating to the stronghold of Qiaokou Town.

The retreat of the Japanese puppet army made Li Ziyuan and Liu Lianming, who had been fighting for bayonets for more than ten minutes back to back, breathe a sigh of relief. The two people, who were already exhausted, sat down on their butts almost at the same time, and the guns in their hands were also thrown to their sides.

Compared with Liu Lianming, who was only relieved to be saved, Nanshan, which had been attacked by Guan Li before, had not moved. While fighting bayonets with the devils who rushed up, this heart is always hanging. I'm worried that when Guan Li takes a detour, there will be no problems. Shi Jin grasped the timing of the shooting, and Li Ziyuan, who could not grasp it well, was completely relieved this time.

Although it was a little late, fortunately, there were no surprises in the plan. They all said that a good meal was not afraid of being late, and in any case, they finally arrived before they were stabbed into a hornet's nest by Japanese bayonets. Li Ziyuan didn't think that he and Liu Lianming would fight with bayonets, and they could fight the two teams of devils.

He is not an immortal, and Liu Lianming is not a strong man. No matter how strong the stabbing tactics are, the two of them are no match for dozens of Japanese troops. What's more, behind the Japanese army, there are more than 200 people in this company of puppet soldiers and puppet police. If it weren't for the devil's bent desire to catch him alive, I'm afraid he would have been finished a long time ago.

However, he was relieved to take a breath of relief, but Li Ziyuan clearly knew that this time he could scare the Japanese puppet army away rather than drive them away. It is not so much the seizure of the heavy machine gun and the suppression of the fire that was almost blind and indiscriminate for a while, but rather the fact that the military horn has made a great contribution.

At this time, Li Ziyuan was extremely glad that he brought this correspondent and trumpeter with him when he was transferred out of the old army. Otherwise, even if Guan Li gets rid of the devil's machine gun position, it will be difficult for him to get out. Judging from the crazy performance of the devil after knocking out that devil Shaozuo, it is not easy for him to get out.

The Japanese puppet army must have heard the sound of the trumpet, thinking that the main force had rushed over. Coupled with the change of hands of the heavy machine gun, there was a sense of fear in my heart to retreat. If there was no military horn, coupled with Shi Jin's fire from the flank, they couldn't figure out how many old Eighth Roads came, even if the heavy machine gun was lost, they would not retreat easily, and a heavy machine gun alone would not be able to suppress the two squads of devils.

Of course, if the main force of the pure Eighth Route Army is less than one battalion, these two devil squads may not be really afraid. The weapons of the Eighth Route Army are too poor, and not a regiment may be able to eat a squadron of devils in a short time. Just like Li Ziyuan's original company, it is the absolute main company of the regiment, and it is only five light machine guns.

Although the number of machine guns is quite large, the key is the lack of ammunition. The whole company had five crooked machine guns, and the bullets added together were not enough for a base, and they did not dare to shoot even a long point in battle. But after all, where is the name of the old Eighth Road, and I can't figure out how many old Eighth Roads have come for a while, so I was scared away.

Otherwise, with that heavy machine gun alone, even if it was scrapped, it might not be able to suppress these two Japanese squads. The devils are not those puppet soldiers, and from the accuracy of the firing point of the heavy machine gun and the rhythm of the shooting, you can clearly determine who is shooting. It's a veteran, or a bunch of recruits who don't understand anything. Once a judgment is made, they will dispose of the lost machine gun as quickly as possible.