"Bastard, do you dare to cheat Lao Tzu?"

Peng Weiyi got up from the smoke of gunpowder, a huge bloody wound was cracked on his arm, if it wasn't for the puppet army's timely scream, this shell would definitely kill him, while wrapping the wound on his arm, he roared angrily: "Attack, press me all up, kill them all......"

"If you can pit me, Lao Tzu can't pit you?"

Koizumi Saburo looked at the machine gun arrays that were blown up, and looked at the imperial soldiers who fell in the trenches, and he was also trembling with anger, and roared desperately: "Hit, give me a hard beat, kill all these pigs......"

Throwing away all hypocrisy, all intrigue calculations, the battle finally returned to its most cruel nature, with earth-shattering shouts and roars, accompanied by terrible screams and splashes of blood.

The puppet army and the Japanese army, within a radius of less than 500 meters near the military headquarters in Laiyuan City, carried out the most tragic attack and defense, and people on both sides continued to die.

The Japanese army is worthy of being one of the strongest armies in the world, only relying on dozens of manpower, but it still blocked the crazy attack of hundreds of puppet troops, and the corpses of the puppet army were stacked layer upon layer within a range of dozens of meters from the position point......

Those puppet soldiers who were defending the city had been attracted over, and after hearing that Da Shao was killed by the Japanese army, they immediately went into battle, and Master Zhou also came with hundreds of family members, he had already heard about his son's death, and without saying a word, he directly threw out a box of white flowers and asked for the heads of Koizumi Saburo and the adjutant.

This night, the gunfire did not stop at all......

In the cell, Lin Shiwen and Lin Si had a whole night of anxiety, waiting for an unknown fate.

In the wilderness, the independent regiment of the Sichuan Army, the Eighth Route Army, and tens of thousands of troops galloped in the beacon fire, quickly approaching in the direction of Laiyuan.

At dawn, the gunfire that had been going on all night finally stopped.

As the most beautiful mansion in Laiyuan, which was originally the military department, it is said that it was the mansion of a former third-class officer, but now it has completely become a ruined wall.

The walls were riddled with bullet holes, the roof tiles were shattered, the beams were covered with traces of gunsmoke, and in a few places there were even small flames burning.

There were corpses everywhere around the house, the devils of the puppet army, and the servants of the Zhou family, and the strong smell of blood even stained the morning mist with a layer of blood.

More than 100 puppet soldiers and Zhou family members, led by Peng Weiyi and Master Zhou, stepped on the broken tiles into the wreckage of the military headquarters, and approached the only seven or eight Japanese soldiers who had nowhere to escape and had used up the last bullet, and in the center of them were Koizumi Saburo and the adjutant, who were also covered in blood and holding sabers.

"Come, Chi Na pig, kill all of you......"

Saburo Koizumi and the Japanese soldiers were still roaring, even though they were so exhausted that they couldn't even lift their swords.

The puppet army and the family members of the Zhou family approached with bayonets, even for these Japanese soldiers who were about to lift their swords, they did not dare to relax in the slightest, and there was absolutely no joy of victory on their faces.

This is definitely not a victory, seven or eight hundred puppet soldiers plus more than 100 Zhou family members and nearly 1,000 people against more than 100 Japanese soldiers, actually paid the price of nearly 700 people, to kill these devils to this extent, even these puppet troops who are lucky enough to be alive have to admire the combat effectiveness of these little devils.

You know, these little devils are not the elite of the Japanese army, and the elite of the Japanese army are all on the frontal battlefield, all around those big cities.

Peng Weiyi's face was extremely ugly, he definitely didn't expect to pay such a big price.

In his opinion, if he gave himself more time to train these puppet troops, he would definitely have the ability to defeat the Sichuan Army Independent Regiment in the frontal resistance.

But now, he realizes how naïve he is.

Under the leadership of Lu Yuan, the Sichuan Army Independent Regiment was able to kill and kill the elite of the Japanese army in the core area of the little devils, and his own team faced such a little devil and actually fought into the current situation, the gap between them is simply a stream compared to the sea.

"Kill......"

A soldier covered in blood suddenly screamed, and seven or eight Japanese soldiers rose to the last of their strength, holding their bayonets that had already been curled and howling and pounced again.

"Kill, ......"

Saburo Koizumi and the lieutenant also shouted in unison, brandishing their sabers and pounced.

"Kill!"

The puppet soldiers shouted in unison, and more than a hundred people all rushed forward, and countless bloody bayonets stabbed out, making a creepy muffled sound like butcher knives chopping flesh.

At the touch of a button, several puppet soldiers fell screaming.

Seven or eight puppet soldiers stood stubbornly back to back with rifles, they had been stabbed into a sieve, and blood poured out of the knives on their bodies, gushing out like a hole in a kettle.

Saburo Koizumi and the adjutant leaned against the wall covered in blood, and there were several deep wounds on their bodies, and they hissed in pain, but they still stared at the puppet soldiers after all with fierce eyes.

"Dead and dead, still standing and pretending to be a tough guy!"

Peng Weiyi scolded angrily and walked over, kicking one of the seven or eight Japanese soldiers standing together with their rifles back-to-back.

This kick seemed to trigger dominoes, and the seven or eight Japanese soldiers fell silently in an instant like a stump that had been chopped down.

These people are long dead, but they are still standing stubbornly with their dying will.

Maybe they were very unwilling before they died, unwilling that they didn't die on the battlefield, but died in the hands of a group of guys who didn't even want their ancestors to eat.

When the puppet soldiers saw this scene, their faces were also solemn, with such a strong fighting spirit, it is no wonder that Japan, a small country, can actually bully China and has no power to fight back.

But they forgot that the reason why these Japanese were able to run amok was more because China had people like them who had no face and no skin and could even betray their ancestors, if they could fight with the little devils like this night at the beginning, how could Laiyuan be controlled by more than 200 little devils for half a year?

"Hahaha......"

The adjutant smiled and shouted, "Zhina pig, are you afraid?" Our soldiers of the Japanese Empire will not fall even if they die, we will definitely be able to conquer you, and it will be our ...... who will win the victory in the end."

"Commissioner, what are these bastards' last words? I don't understand it - you translate it? ”

Peng Weiyi asked with a cruel smile, he was obviously very interested in the adjutant's words, he couldn't understand the other party's ghost scream, but the other party's hideous face let him know that this would never be a good thing.