Li Qiusheng took advantage of the other party's bullet and immediately quickly walked through the door and hid on the other side of the gate.

"Four on the right and three on the left." Zhao Hu leaned against the gate and reported the firing position of the Japanese firepower that had just been identified.

"Cover shot." Fu Zhiyong nodded to make it clear, and after finishing speaking, he rushed into the courtyard with two shell guns.

As soon as he entered the door, Fu Zhiyong was a low-handed sliding shovel, raised two shell guns and shot quickly at the positions where the enemy might be hiding on both sides, Zhao Hu and Li Qiusheng also raised submachine guns on both sides of the door to shoot cross-fire to cover Fu Zhiyong's advance.

"Bang bang...... Da Da Da ...... Bang Bang Bang! For a moment, there was a burst of gunfire in the courtyard, and the two sides fired fiercely at each other.

Fu Zhiyong was in a hurry, so he only fired three shots and had to roll over behind the pillar on one side, and it was too late to take a closer look at whether the three shots hit the target.

"Poof...... Hum! Zhao Hu was responsible for shooting and covering Fu Zhiyong on the right side of the gate, but because the MP28 was fed by the left magazine, if he wanted to shoot, he had to stretch out half a position more than Li Qiusheng.

"Zhao Hu! Are you okay? Li Qiusheng saw that Zhao Hu had been shot, and immediately shouted nervously.

"I can't die, but it really fucking hurts...... Throw me your shell gun. Zhao Hu threw away the submachine gun and leaned against the wall with his wound covered, gritted his teeth and endured the sharp pain in his shoulder.

Because the Japanese 38 rifle uses the Japanese army's 6.5mm plate bullet, the penetration power of close and long distance is very strong, but the lethality is not large, so Zhao Hu's shoulder was just punched out of a small hole, but due to the severe pain of the wound, half of Zhao Hu's body was numb, and he could no longer continue to raise the gun to shoot, so he had to throw away the MP28 flower machine gun in his hand.

"Then ......" Li Qiusheng pulled out his shell gun and threw it at Zhao Hu on the ground, and then continued to raise his gun to shoot desperately at the Japanese soldiers in the courtyard.

"Fucking dare to hit me......" Zhao Hu picked up the shell gun on the ground, rubbed the nose on the chest magazine, and continued to shoot into the yard with one hand, although the wound on his left shoulder had made half of his body in severe pain, and he was shaking slightly from the pain, but he was still leaning against the wall and trying to aim and shoot, completely in a desperate posture of killing red eyes.

"Bang bang...... Smack! Fu Zhiyong fired a few shots behind the pillars, killing two Japanese soldiers hiding by the railings on the second floor, and then a few bullets forced Fu Zhiyong back behind the pillars.

The marksmanship of the Japanese soldiers is still very accurate, and a little slow half a beat is either a loss of life or a serious injury, so Fu Zhiyong's nerves are tense, as soon as he sees the Japanese soldier raising his gun to shoot, he immediately has to retract and dodge, only when they bow the bullet Fu Zhiyong can take the opportunity to return fire a few times.

"Zhao Hu, Li Qiusheng! Grenade cover, quick! Fu Zhiyong could already vaguely hear the sound of 'Didi ......' when the radio was turned on at this time, and knew that it would be too late if he didn't do it now, so he immediately bowed down and shouted to the two.

"Throw ......" Zhao Hu and Li Qiusheng hurriedly put down the guns in their hands, pulled out the grenade on their waists, pulled open the safety and threw it in the general direction where the Japanese were stationed.

"Boom ......" two loud bangs immediately exploded in the yard.

At this time, all the Japanese troops were holding out in the rooms on the left and right, so the explosive fragments of the grenade did not hurt them, but only interrupted their firing rhythm and made them temporarily bow their heads to dodge.

Fu Zhiyong couldn't care much at this time, and rushed towards the Japanese army's telecommunications room with two shell guns.

"Cover the battalion commander!" "Rush in......" Zhao Hu and Li Qiusheng each shouted, and they were about to rush into the compound to support Fu Zhiyong.

"Zhao Hu, Li Qiusheng! What about the battalion commander others? At this moment, Yu Hua and Zhang Dali also ran over, and immediately shouted when they saw the two of them.

"The battalion commander rushed in by himself, you guys go in and help!" Zhao Hu was already injured enough, and when he saw Zhang Dali and Yu Hua rushing over, he immediately shouted with joy.

"What? The battalion commander himself rushed in? Didn't you say you wouldn't be allowed to gnaw it raw! Zhang Dali was blindsided when he heard it.

"Don't talk nonsense, go in and support, you can go back and put back the fart." Yu Hua scolded him and rushed to the courtyard bypassing the injured Zhao Hu......

Fu Zhiyong had already rushed to the door of the Japanese telecommunications room at this time, and killed another Japanese soldier who wanted to shoot him along the way, but he would never have thought that the Japanese army would concentrate nearly half of its forces in the telecommunications room to defend.

As soon as Fu Zhiyong showed his head, the window frame was almost blown off by the flying bullets, so frightened that Fu Zhiyong hurriedly shrank back, he never dreamed that there were seven or eight guns in the house shooting at him together, it seems that the Japanese army really made a bloody effort to send a report for help.

Fu Zhiyong wanted to throw a grenade into it, but his face suddenly turned green when he touched it, and the original five grenades on his waist had already been thrown away by him, and he had only one way to die in his eagerness.

"Battalion commander, what's the situation?" Zhang Dali and Yu Hua also ran over to ask after cleaning up the few remaining Japanese soldiers in the yard.

"Stop, throw grenades in it and throw as many of them as you have left! Hurry up and ......" Fu Zhiyong saw that they were all coming, and immediately greeted loudly.

"Zizi ......" Zhang Dali and they didn't talk nonsense anymore, the three of them still had a total of seven grenades left, and after pulling them, they threw them along the window and doorway.

Then Fu Zhiyong and they scattered and fled as birds and beasts, you must know that seven grenades were stuffed into a room of dozens of square meters at once, and if it exploded, it would have to blow up a house and collapse the house.

The Japanese soldiers in the room were stupid when they saw so many grenades flying in, they had no choice but to close their eyes and wait for death, they couldn't do it if they wanted to pick it up and throw it out, after all, in order to hide themselves, they all blocked some tables and cabinets in front of them, and they didn't have time to react in their eagerness......

"Boom, boom, boom......" A series of explosions came out immediately, and the wooden windows and doors were instantly torn apart and shot outward, and even the floor of the second floor was blasted open by the shock wave A large hole, and the flames mixed with thick smoke immediately poured out in large quantities.

"Phew...... Battalion commander, did we throw too much into it? Li Qiusheng patted his steel helmet and got up from the ground and said.

"That's big enough......" Yu Hua walked to the door and glanced into the smoking room, and said with an exaggerated expression.

At this time, the Japanese soldiers in the room were no longer in shape, and the two Japanese signal soldiers were lying in front of the radio station covered in blood, and they had already died and could not die anymore, and their entire backs were scorched.

"Radio! Let's see if the radio station is scrapped? Fu Zhiyong didn't have time to think about it and said immediately.

"What has been scrapped can't be scrapped anymore, it's all smoking...... There are more holes in the bodies of those Japanese soldiers. Zhang Dali walked into the room, looked at the radio station full of shrapnel bullets, and pouted.

"How's Zhao Hu's situation?" When Fu Zhiyong heard this, he took off his helmet and let out a sigh, and then turned back to Li Qiusheng who ran to the door and asked.

"The left shoulder is pierced through the injury, it shouldn't hurt the muscles and ......bones," Li Qiusheng said loudly, while taking out a medical bag and preparing to help Zhao Hu bandage it simply, although they have all learned battlefield first aid, but after all, they are not serious medical soldiers, so they can only do some simple wound treatment.

Medical kits were distributed to the soldiers of the gendarmerie with a pack of hemostats, three rolls of bandages, three morphines and a vial of sulfonamides, which were specially equipped for them by the veterans according to the standards of the German soldiers, thanks to the strong advice of the German instructors, otherwise there would have been only three rolls of bandages left in the kit.

"It's good that it didn't hurt my muscles and bones, I'll go and inform Liao Peng and them to come over, Yu Hua, Zhang Dali, you two hurry up and check if there are any living devils, remember, I don't want to see one who can still breathe." After Fu Zhiyong finished speaking, he walked out of the town with his helmet in his hand......

"Battalion commander! The battalion commander ......, "Fu Zhiyong and Liao Peng, as soon as they walked in from the entrance of the town, they saw Zhang Dali running over shouting in a hurry, looking at his tall physique, as if he had been burned by a small fire dragon.

"What's wrong?" Fu Zhiyong and the others hurriedly greeted them and asked nervously.

"We ...... We found ......," Zhang said incoherently, panting.

"Tell me slowly, what the hell is going on." Liao Peng also interjected and asked anxiously.

"We found five female soldiers who were being held in captivity, who were supposed to be medics from our field hospital." Zhang Dali took a few breaths before continuing.

"Where?" Fu Zhiyong was startled and hurriedly asked.

"It's right next door to that courtyard,......" Zhang Dali hadn't finished his words when he heard a violent explosion coming from the town in the distance.

"This direction...... Not good! Fu Zhiyong was stunned for a moment when he heard the explosion, but then he screamed and ran over.

"Come over and have a look." Liao Peng and the others also ran over quickly......

"Yu Hua! What's going on? Yu Hua ......: "Fu Zhiyong ran to the courtyard of the Japanese army's telecommunications room and immediately shouted.

"Battalion commander! I'm over here. Yu Hua's voice immediately rang out next door to this courtyard.

"Are you alright? Are there still Japanese devils who haven't died? Fu Zhiyong and the others immediately hurried over, and asked loudly while holding a gun and being on guard, but as soon as they entered the courtyard, everyone else was stunned except for Zhang Dali.

"I said Zhang Dali...... What is the situation? Liao Peng looked at the situation in front of him and stammered.

"Those three female soldiers...... Snatched a grenade from a Japanese soldier...... Exploded a mass suicide in the house. Yu Hua was now discouraged, and explained ashamedly in the face of Fu Zhiyong and Liao Peng's inquiring eyes, and there were two disheveled female soldiers squatting on the ground and crying in pain......

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