"Kill, give!"

The Japanese charges were wave after wave, as if they were the water of the Yellow River, continuous.

Although the defenders are all determined to die, they will not retreat and fight with the little devils. But under the continuous charge of the Japanese army, it was still a little difficult to resist after all.

The Japanese attack from the beginning of the continuous flow, not at all to give the defenders half a breather, often a wave of attack has not been repulsed, the second wave of attack has rushed up, constantly consuming the combat power of the soldiers, the defenders of the soldiers are also under the Japanese army's pig tactics, casualties rose sharply, gradually, there is an irresistible trend, under the defenders' soldiers continue to die and wounded, while the Japanese reinforcements are a steady stream of situations, one eliminates the other, the soldiers can only retreat in the fight.

They are almost unable to resist!

"Brothers, hold it up for me! Hold on! Wang Yachuan wiped the blood on his face, held a big knife that was already full of gaps in his hand, and shouted loudly.

He looked left and right, and saw that there were very few soldiers still resisting, much less than before the battle.

Wang Yachuan's face showed a sad look, he looked at the rear of the Japanese army, on the not very steep slope, the Japanese soldiers were constantly rushing towards this side, and although the soldiers on his side were trying their best to fight to the death, but after all, they were outnumbered, and they could only fight and retreat, and the casualties increased.

"I can't resist it!" Wang Yachuan sighed, thinking so in his heart.

Listening to the roars and resolute actions of the soldiers who would rather die than retreat, Wang Yachuan also suddenly emerged with a sense of pride.

With so many brethren with me, even if I die, so what?

Just fight to the death with the little devil here, even if you fight to the last moment, even if there is only one person left on the battlefield, you must not let the little devil rush over!

"Swear to live and die with the position!" It's not just a slogan!

"Kill! Kill the devil! ”

After Wang Yachuan, who had a little devil on his back even if he died, came back to his senses, he threw himself into the crowd of Japanese soldiers, he wielded this missing big knife, slammed left and right, and constantly slashed and killed the Japanese army, although Wang Yachuan was brave and invincible, but after all, he was also a flesh and blood, and he was not an invulnerable person.

After all, he is also single-handed!

After being besieged by the Japanese army one after another, although he successfully killed a lot of little devils, he also had countless wounds on his body, such as his shoulders, abdomen, and back...... There were knives everywhere, and all the wounds were spilling blood, staining his military uniform red, and he could no longer see the original color.

"Click......

Wang Yachuan mustered up his strength and slashed over, the little devil hurriedly raised his rifle to block, the moment the knife and gun were handed over, only to hear a click, Wang Yachuan's big knife with gaps everywhere was finally overwhelmed, and it broke all at once, and the entire blade was blown out and collapsed into the body of a little devil next to him, and the blade directly slashed through his face and inserted it.

The little devil had just kicked a warrior, and was going to go up and kill him with a bayonet, but he was suddenly attacked by the blade, and suddenly let out a miserable scream, and fell to the ground with a pop, and could not help but let out a terrible wail.

The soldier who was kicked down by the little devil seized the opportunity at this time, pounced directly, raised the bayonet in his hand, and stabbed it into the heart of the little devil with a snort.

The Japanese soldier only struggled twice, but he didn't move anymore, and he was obviously dead!

Before he died, a look of relief suddenly appeared in the eyes of the Japanese soldier, and he wondered if it was because the soldier stabbed him to death, saving him from painful torture.

It's just that, Wang Yachuan didn't pay attention to it.

After his bayonet was blown away, the little devil who blocked it also flew out because of the huge force, and the Japanese army was immediately stunned, but Wang Yachuan didn't dare to be stunned, and pounced directly, and the blade of the half of the big knife in his hand was directly sent into the heart of the little devil.

Burst......

The knife entered, the blood soared, the breath was exhausted, and he died.

Call......

Hacking this little devil to death with a knife, Wang Yachuan couldn't help but put his hands on his knees and gulped for rough clothes.

His body was trembling violently, because of the exertion, the wounds on his shoulders and abdomen were torn open again, and the wounds were not only not reunited, but were a little bigger.

The blazing blood continued to flow, Wang Yachuan suddenly felt a little chill in his body, his body trembled unconsciously because of this, a chill emerged from the depths of his heart, the strength in his body was passing rapidly, and a sleepiness gradually hit his heart, so that he couldn't help but close his eyes and sleep well.

"Ah......h

At this extremely urgent moment, Wang Yachuan was full of excitement, biting the tip of his tongue, barely sobering himself up, his body shook a little, looking at the battlefield around him, the blood on his face was still dripping away, the pungent bloody breath was constantly sucked in through his nostrils, and the sweet smell continued to impact his mind, although it was a little uncomfortable, but it made him temporarily sleepy.

"Tuanza, how are you?"

At this moment, there was a voice in his ears, Wang Yachuan looked up with difficulty, but found that a soldier was hacking a little devil to death with a knife, and then ran over and asked with some concern.

"It's okay! It's just a little out of strength, just slow down! Wang Yachuan took a quick breath and then said.

"But...... Tuanza ...... The wounds on your body ......" The soldier saw that Wang Yachuan's body was full of wounds, and said with some concern: "Tuanza, why don't I send you out of here!" ”

As he spoke, the warrior wanted to step forward and support Wang Yachuan.

However, Wang Yachuan pushed the soldier away, "You don't have to worry about me!" Let's go and kill the devil with your brothers! This position must not be lost! Even if you die, you have to die here to resist the pace of the Japanese army! Do you understand! ”

As he spoke, he was about to stand up, but at this time, Wang Yachuan suddenly felt that the sky was spinning in front of him, and he only felt that the earth and the sky were spinning rapidly in front of him, and the next moment, it was dark in front of him, and he was already unconscious.

The body also swayed for a moment, and then fell to the ground.

Fortunately, the soldier next to him was quick and caught Wang Yachuan, which did not let him fall to the ground, looking at the group seat unconscious, looking at the countless wounds on his body, the soldier's eyes were red, and he looked left and right, as if he had made some decision, gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, called over a soldier who happened to be next to him, and directly handed Wang Yachuan to him, and said: "You kid has shown me the regimental seat, you must take the regimental seat to me safely off the battlefield and send it to the brigade, and you must not let the regimental seat suffer the slightest injury." Do you understand? ”

"Yes!"

The soldier also knew that the situation was urgent, so he didn't drag the mud and water, he saluted directly, and then ran towards the outside of the battlefield with Wang Yachuan on his back.

And he followed him to escort him, and after successfully sending the group seat out, he returned to the battlefield alone.

Seeing the regimental seat quickly evacuate here under the escort of the warrior, the soldier was also relieved, and then turned his gaze to the battlefield, and the hand holding the big knife was also tightened.

Danza is right!

"Even if you die, you have to die on the battlefield!"