"Commander, you're okay, right?" Liu Cheng was startled when he saw that Wang Liang's back was full of blood, what did he do?

Wang Liang straightened his waist, showed that he had no problem with his movements, and then asked Liu Chengdao: "It's okay, you can't die, what's the situation on your side?" Can you break through? ”

"It's difficult, regiment commander, let alone breaking through, even if the devils attack again, I'm afraid we will have to annihilate the whole army. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info "Liu Cheng smiled bitterly, and broke through?

One more hundred devils would make a charge, and they would all be finished.

Wang Liang counted the soldiers around him, less than thirty people, damn it, two hundred and thirty people, there were only thirty people left!

Boom, boom

Haven't waited for Wang Liang to scold? The devil's artillery fire began to extend again, and it looked like the devil was going to settle the battle in the last wave of the attack.

"! Do it for Lao Tzu! Wang Liang picked up a rifle from the ground, found a suitable position and began shooting.

Bang bang bang, bang, bang,

Da-da-da, da-da-da, da-da-da

I have to say that the devil has perfectly coordinated the infantry and artillery to the extreme, and the artillery shells are almost brushed over the heads of the infantry, but the strange thing is that they can't get up to the infantry in the slightest.

This is the Japanese Army, an inhumane and professional army.

Whether the No. 30 people could survive under the concentrated blow of artillery fire is not a difficult question to answer, and the sacks that were originally temporarily piled up were instantly flattened.

In its place were one large crater after another.

The gunfire was intermittent, and the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army, who were still conscious, were still making their last resistance.

They are the soldiers of the independent regiment, and they clearly remember that the regiment commander Wang Liang once said that the brave win when they meet on a narrow road, and the soldiers, only those who died in battle, and those who were not scared to death.

They always keep in mind and fight until the last moment.

This sporadic firepower was no longer much of a threat to the charging infantry, and the saber was wielded as the backbone of the charging team.

Jun Cao, who is about 35 years old, is undoubtedly a veteran soldier who is still fighting on the front line, and can be said to be the soul of the grassroots combat units.

With the presence of military cao, young soldiers have self-confidence.

"It's still a mouth! Defeat these enemies, warriors, warriors of the Great Japanese Empire! Come on! You will have an extra military medal for your bravery! It's also a pass! As if he had been beaten with chicken blood, he gave orders to the young soldiers, and his saber was constantly waving.

The young soldiers were clustered around the soldiers, their eyes full of murderous intent, at this time they were no longer the husbands of their wives, the fathers of their children, the sons of their parents, they were beasts, they were killing machines.

"Yikes!"

"Yikes!"

The soldiers had already loaded their bayonets, roared, cheered themselves up, and went to finish the battle that was decided.

Bang! Bang!

Two shots rang out from different directions.

There is one bullet hole in Jun Cao's eyebrows, and careful people will find that this bullet hole is scored by two bullets at the same time, which is very accurate and tricky.

Wang Liang and Ou Xiang looked at each other and smiled, everything was silent.

The final counterattack began.

Wang Liang removed the corpse of the sacrificed machine gunner and put the machine gun up again, have you ever heard of using a machine gun as a submachine gun?

Haven't heard of it? It doesn't matter, Wang Liang is using a machine gun as a sniper rifle.

Da, da...

The righteous bullet shot into the body of the ghost soldiers who were charging loudly, and they were only seventy or eighty meters away from Wang Liang, and they were shot in the head by machine guns one after another.

Ou Xiang was not idle, and also found a machine gun to accompany Wang Liang to counterattack.

I don't know who the Japanese army learned from, and before fighting the bayonet, all the bullets had to be withdrawn, so I was dumbfounded, confused.

When did they say they were going to fight with you with bayonets? Looking at the bullets flying towards him, the guns and guns were bound to hit the red-eyed devil soldiers, and they were completely afraid.

Who the hell is the person on the other side, and his marksmanship is so tricky!

If it's one that's okay, it's two, two machine guns as sniper rifles, guns and guns headshots, what kind of horror picture is this.

Seventy or eighty meters, for Wang Liang, who often feeds bullets, can't blow his head, then don't be a soldier.

Ou Xiang is an officer who has been promoted through actual combat, and he serves as a guard for senior officers at the army level, how bad can his marksmanship be?

The fighters of the guard company, who were still alive, got up and touched their guns, and also began to counterattack, and the atmosphere of the battle was once again ignited to a climax.

Liu Cheng looked at Wang Liang and Ou Xiang, and secretly took a breath of cold air, he was simply a madman, an out-and-out madman!

Bang bang bang, bang, bang

After the devil army Cao was killed, the devil's sharpness was reduced by more than half, and when Wang Liang and Ou Xiang shot their heads with bullets, they had lost their fighting spirit.

"Ahh I don't want to die! ”

"I want to go home, this damn war, I want to go home, I want to go back to Japan!"

"Sakurako, Sakurako, Saburo, Saburo......"

When there are two or three demoralized soldiers in a unit, the unit is not far from being finished.

More than 100 devils threw off their armor and ran back in a panic, their fighting spirit had been exhausted~

"Eight Tooth Road! Eight grid tooth road! Notify all the infantry to charge, so many eight-way, they can't be eliminated for a long time, and they are repulsed, are the soldiers of the empire all rice buckets?! Charge, charge, chop off those eight-way heads for me! In the binoculars, a book looked at the retreating soldiers, and couldn't help but scold.

More than a hundred people were repelled by a dozen bombed half-dead eight-way roads, what a joke, what a ridiculous!

"Hey, bunny!" The captain on the side was a little embarrassed, but he didn't know that the unit that was defeated was his own squadron.

He pulled out his saber, which belonged to the officer, and unlike the saber of the military Cao, the commander of the army, and the chief of Cao, it was a symbol of status and status.

Hundreds of devils pounced, and at this time Wang Liang ran out of bullets....

"!" Wang Liang understood that he had to leave here today, so he picked up the big blade and prepared to start the final fight with the devil.

Kill one and count one.

The delay in the arrival of reinforcements can only mean that they have also encountered the attack of devils, and their side will definitely not be easy.

Death is death, it's been cool for three months after crossing over, Wang Liang is also too addicted, what's so scary?!

Do it alive, count it dead.

Wang Liang rushed forward without even mobilizing the soldiers. (To be continued.) )