In yesterday's battle of Nanzhen, the Japanese troops suffered heavy losses, with 40 or 50 casualties, and finally learned that it was not the regular Chinese army that came to attack, but Fan Zhuxian's security regiment, which was mixed with a lot of civilian armed forces.

This can make the Japanese wing captain so fat that he yells, what is the Japanese Imperial Army, the Japanese Imperial Army is known as the second strongest army in the world (regardless of whether others admit it or not, they think so for themselves.) At the beginning, a few thousand people drove the hundreds of thousands of troops of the Northeast Army all over the world, and defeated the 29th Army of the Kuomintang in North China. Fan Zhuxian, which way is Fan Zhuxian sacred?

Although the Japanese army has only 300 people, it has the support of a powerful air force and armored troops, which is a modern army! What does Fan Zhuxian have! Isn't it just a few broken guns and machine guns, in front of the holy Imperial Japanese Army, that's all rubbish! Where they fell, they had to get up, and today, let them see the strength of the Imperial Japanese Army. First of all, it is necessary to psychologically tear apart all the psychological defenses of the Chinese.

Thinking of this, a sinister smile faintly appeared on Tai Fei's face.

To say that Shuichi Komoto is also a veteran, a graduate of the Japanese non-commissioned officer school, an old fascist. He shouted: "Withdraw the bullets, and completely conquer the people of China with bayonets!" Under his command, all the Japanese soldiers withdrew their bullets with a bang, and moved forward in a three-person combat group, back to back.

As soon as the Japanese soldiers rushed to the embankment, it was a bad thing and a good thing. The Japanese tanks were afraid of injuring their own people by mistake, and then their firepower weakened a lot, and they naturally did not dare to fire unscrupulously at the range where the Japanese soldiers rushed in.

When Xu Yushan saw it, he roared: "Put on the bayonet, fight the big knife, and resolutely drive this little devil down." ”

At that time, forty or fifty Chinese soldiers stood up, bayonets, throwing big blades, and surrounded these 30 devils at once.

Xu Xiaoxiu is twenty-three years old, Xu Da Hutong, he is already engaged, and he is about to get married, and it was this Nanzhen battle that summoned him. He is here to kill the devil, and he wants to use the blood of the devil to welcome his wedding. With the kung fu he has practiced for several years, the big sword skirt uàn Sakura unified the judgment of "detaining Huang Xian Songxia foundation."

"Brush, brush!" He first played with a few beautiful knife flowers, and then slashed at the head of Xiaoben Shuichi.

Xiao Benxiu didn't dare to slack off, dodged back, dodged the blade, and then stabbed "kill-" Xu Xiaoxiu knocked with a knife and crossed the bayonet. Xiao Ben Shuichi stabbed several times one after another, "Kill!" Kill! Kill—"

If you want to say that China's traditional martial arts, it is not shy to say that the main thing is to strengthen the body, and there are too many shows, if it is really a fighting fight, then the person who has the essence of martial arts must be a person who can understand the Tao. Xu Xiaoxiu has practiced martial arts for a few years, which is good, but if you pay attention to battlefield fighting, you fight to the death, then there is still a mile away! In the face of Hideichi Komoto, a Japanese dead soldier who has been fighting on the battlefield for many years, he is killing with a knife and a bloody sword. Xu Xiaoxiu was a little slower to dodge, and the bayonet penetrated his lower abdomen in one fell swoop.

This little Ben Xiuyi is a ruthless hand again, and at the moment when the bayonet is withdrawn, his hand and neck turn, and Xu Xiaoxiu's wound is expanded.

Xu Xiaoxiu didn't even have time to snort, a stream of hot blood rushed out of her abdomen, and she fell to the ground, feeling like she was empty, and she had no strength at all. He stared widely, raised the knife with all his might, and was about to throw it at Xiao Benxiu, but after hesitating slowly for a while, blood came out of his mouth, his head tilted, and he died of anger before he could take a breath.

Witnessing the devil's ferocity and superb stabbing skills, Yin Zhaoli snatched a big knife from the hands of a militia soldier and pounced on it with a loud roar. What he was facing was a Japanese soldier on the side of Xiao Benxiu, and when the soldier saw Yin Zhaoli rushing over, he thought it was another soft persimmon, and shouted: "Baga-" towards Yin Zhaoli is a stab.

Although Yin Zhaoli threw himself forward, his legs and feet were alive, and he retreated backwards to avoid the bayonet. He originally wanted to lure the little devil over, and then break them one by one, but he didn't expect that the little devil was still quite fine, and he didn't fall for this, and saw that he didn't stab Yin Zhaoli, so he retreated, and he was also afraid of breaking their triangular formation and falling into the Chinese encirclement.

Yin Zhaoli saw that you didn't come up, then I was not welcome, I went up, turned my hand and neck, and pushed the long bayonet, and at the moment of dialing the bayonet, the leg had already gone up, and the body and the devil were close to three feet, and then the hand and neck were twisted, and the knife wiped the devil's neck.

The little devil was taken aback, this hand and neck turned and twisted, it was really strong and powerful, as fast as lightning, although his rifle bayonet was long, but at this time it had become a burden, and then he wanted to wave the bayonet, he couldn't use it at all, he only felt that his neck was cold, and a stream of blood spurted out, even frightened, the little devil couldn't help but yell: "Ah...... Babble, yes—"

This is the momentary pain, numbness, the brain is late and pure, Yin Zhaoli sees that the opportunity cannot be lost, the time will not come again, how can he let go of such a good opportunity, the backhand just closed the momentum, the hand and neck twisted, the knife came over again, and with five points of strength, it was a knife to the neck of the little devil.

The little devil's head "poofed" to the ground, and then he got out of the cavity, pulled out his neck, rose up half a foot high, and then with a face of unwillingness, his eyes couldn't close a little unevenly, fell to the ground, rolled a few times, and then remained motionless, and the eyes seemed to be still asking, what was wrong with me, where was wrong.

Xiao Ben Shuichi was originally a group of three people, but now there were only two people left, and they had been forced by seven or eight Chinese big knives, bayonets, and red tassel guns before and after. Yin Zhaoli roared, and drilled between the two of them again. Xiao Ben Xiuyi did not dare to turn around, because he was afraid of a sneak attack by the Chinese in front, so he used the butt of his gun to smash it backwards. If it were someone else, I am afraid that he would have been smashed a long time ago, and his ribs would have been broken, but this is Yin Zhaoli, he has long been guarding against the devil's move, the knife has already been erected, and his left hand is still holding the other end of the knife head, and when the butt of Xiao Ben Xiuyi is smashed over, the big knife has already followed.

This move dissolves the back of the butt of the gun of Xiuichi Komoto, and when he received this move, his legs were as steady as Mount Tai, gathering the strength of his whole body, and naturally his hands were quite powerful. As soon as he finished receiving this move, his whole body was loosened, and the weight on his body was gathered on his right leg, and on his left leg, a magpie climbed the branch, and he came to the devil's calf on the left with such a seemingly easy, but actually powerful kick.

The little devil on the left was concentrating on dealing with the four or five Chinese in front, where could he guard against Yin Zhaoli's fatal kick, and suddenly knelt on the ground, and the three-eight big cover with the bayonet was crooked at that time. This is good, the four or five Chinese in front are looking at the opportunity, and as soon as the little devil falls, two red tasseled guns stabbed over, and three large knives cut over.

The little devil couldn't dodge, and several blood holes were poked on his head and body one after another, and before he could shout, he was hit a few more times, and he died at that time. When he lost his breath, he was not clean, and he was poked and chopped down by the messy red tassel spear and big knife until he was cut into a pile of rotten meat.

The Japanese are really dogs, and seeing their two companions die in an instant, Xiaoben Shuichi not only was not afraid, but yelled like a wolf: "Baga, Chinese, conscience is greatly broken, broken." Anyway, he couldn't form any triangles, but he didn't hesitate, with red eyes, he turned around towards Yin Zhaoli, raised his bayonet, and shouted: "Kill!" Kill! Kill, kill, kill—"

If it were someone else, it might have been over a long time ago, but Yin Zhaoli was not afraid, he was more calm, fighting left and right with a knife, looking for an opportunity.

More than a dozen of the devils who rushed in had fallen under the swords of the Chinese soldiers, and at the price, more than 30 Chinese also fell under the bayonets of the devils. At this time, more than thirty devils pounced, and they also retreated their bullets, wanting to use the same bayonet tactics to promote Japanese bushido, to defeat the arrogance of the Chinese, and to subjugate the Chinese psychologically.

Xu Yushan yelled: "Brothers, the time has come to see our blood. It's still a Chinese, up-" He personally held a big knife and led the militia group in Xuda Hutong to pounce up.

The little devil who was head-on was a bayonet towards him, Xu Yushan avoided it alertly, and then used a big knife to flick away the tip of his knife, and stabbed him with a backhand. This knife was also ruthless enough, and it directly cut off the little devil's arm, as soon as the little devil's hand was weak, the gun was unstable, and Xu Yushan slashed him directly with another knife. A few militia fighters came up and slashed directly at the half-dead little devil to the figureless.

Dozens of militia fighters and devils fought bayonets, and in just a few seconds, five or six fighters fell under the bayonets of devils who were skilled in assassination and combat techniques.

Xu Yushan shouted: "Shoot!" Shoot—" A sentence reminded everyone, and in the sound of the steel of ping-pong, there was also the sound of intermittent gunfire......

It is said that it is taboo for the devil's tank to rush up the embankment, so that it can be directly attacked by the Chinese soldiers cluster grenades, but the little devils are too arrogant, they bully these Chinese who are just miscellaneous armies and militia groups, they just want to overwhelm the Chinese soldiers psychologically, two tanks actually rushed up the embankment, and on the embankment they ran wildly like pressing the road, and several Chinese soldiers could not dodge, and were directly crushed into meat by the tank's tracks.

More militia fighters were stupid and didn't know how to deal with this steel monster, and a few militia fighters took broadswords and slashed at the steel of the tank, and the broadswords slashed at the tank's body, splashing a cloud of sparks.

Xu Yushan yelled: "Cluster grenades, cluster grenades, blow it up a son of a bitch-"

A few fighters woke up, tied several grenades together, took them and rushed forward. But the devil machine gunner on the tank also saw it, and the machine gun was "sudden" for a while...... "Before the people rushed to the tank, they had already been knocked down by the devils, and some even detonated grenades, causing even greater chaos on the embankment............

Xu Da saw these situations in the air, he gritted his teeth and scolded fiercely: "Bullying me China has no tanks, bullying us without heavy weapons, this is for you to taste the power of our Chinese aircraft!" ”

For the two tanks that rushed to the embankment, Xu Da didn't dare to be reckless, that would injure the militia by mistake, so Xu Da took aim at the tanks that covered the Japanese charge under the embankment, and the few in the middle, so the trick was repeated, locking, firing, locking, firing, locking, firing.

Three shots and three hits, 9 mm armor could not withstand the blow of armor-piercing missiles at all, the tank was blown up in all directions, either smoke, or fire, in this huge explosion, the bombs in the tank also began to explode, causing a chain reaction, even the Japanese reserve troops next to the tank were also affected, some Japanese soldiers were directly killed, and some Japanese soldiers were on fire, howling and rolling on the ground.

The chaos of the Japanese army in China directly affected the shape of the entire battlefield, and the rest of the tanks turned around and fled when they saw that it was not good. How could Xu Da let them go, and killed two more tanks. The infantry squadrons of the Japanese army were directly exposed in front of the entire embankment.

At this moment, the morale of the militia on the embankment was greatly boosted, rifles, machine guns showed their power, and even broadswords and spears came in handy. Some militia soldiers, wielding broadswords, aimed at the tanks running behind, and there was a burst of knives, slashing the armor on the tanks. Although the Japanese army showed the mighty bushido spirit of the imperial army, one person dealt with more than a dozen people, and did not appear discouraged, but after all, the blades flew around him, and he couldn't take care of the east and the west, and finally the sword flashed, and his head flew out of the cavity, and he didn't know where to run.

Xu Da's performance at this time was to fly a huge plane and fly around the heads of the Japanese soldiers. Tai Fei finally discovered the Chinese plane at this time, and he finally realized that the jade shattering of the two Japanese planes just now was not a mechanical accident or collision at all, but a Chinese plane. Seeing one tank after another being beaten to pieces by Chinese planes, Tai Fat's heart was even more overshadowed, the superior planes and tanks were gone, what else was left, there were only a few mountain guns left, if the mountain artillery was also finished, then there was really no advantage. There are no Chinese airports nearby, so where do these planes come from...... There is no hope for this battle, which is about to be won, and if we do not retreat, it seems that the whole army will be destroyed. Fall back! Fall back!

Frightened those Japanese tanks and soldiers even more frightened, what kind of plane is this, why haven't you seen it, why is it so fast! Why is it so big! The order to retreat has been issued, what are you waiting for, it is important to save your life!

Looking at these ridiculous Japanese troops, Xu laughed, what is military superiority, this is called military superiority, and those who have air supremacy win the world. When the Japanese army invaded China, it was a military advantage, and at this time, it was a military superiority to strike at the backward military equipment of the Japanese army, which is also called military superiority, and to govern itself in the way of others......

Just when Xu Da was secretly happy, another fighter plane of the Japanese army came, and the speed and fierceness made Xu Da secretly take aback. Of course, this is what Xu Da saw from the radar display.