Zhu Cheng was very annoyed, the 211th Regiment was in a very dangerous situation, this was not the initial guard battle, but it became the 211th Regiment's breakthrough battle. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Zhu Cheng didn't have the luxury of hoping to block the devil at the door of Qingyang Town now, he tried to imagine if he could escape from the rain of bullets with more brothers and survive.

Obviously, the devil did not have the mercy to spare any Chinese soldier.

"You take some of your brothers to block here, and the rest follow me to support the second echelon!" Zhu Cheng held a gun in his hand, the muzzle of the gun pointed upward, and glanced at the devil team in front of him, it might be difficult to cross the river for a while.

"Boom!"

The falling shells terrorized the soldiers who had rallied to support the second echelon, and the ground shook, and the soldiers staggered, braving Martian shrapnel towards the town.

Kameda binoculars watched some of the soldiers retreat, and it was the perfect time to cross the river.

"Kill, change, change!" Kameda gave an order.

Hundreds of devil soldiers charged towards the high ground, and under the cover of artillery shells, they marched very fast.

The devil soldiers climbed over the abandoned military cart in the river and jumped into the shallow water, running with splashing waves.

The adjutant looked at the devil who was not afraid of death, and his heart tightened, now is not the time to sigh the battle situation, the things instructed by the regiment commander must be done, and he swears to defend the high ground to the death.

"Brothers, fight!" The adjutant yelled vigorously.

The soldiers lying on the high ground shook the sediment particles, the muzzles of their guns shook slightly, and the bullets flew out bravely and flew towards the ghost soldiers running in the river.

The devil was shot several times in succession and fell into the river, his body rippled on the water, and the blood that flowed out formed a number of faint blood paths flowing down the water, and was soon washed away by the river, and the blood could be vaguely seen.

The devils who rushed ashore shot at the soldiers on the high ground, and the accuracy of the 38 big cover was extremely high, coupled with the shooting skills of the ghost soldiers, many soldiers could not escape the greeting of bullets.

The soldier who was shot fell to the ground without a sound, only to see thick blood flowing from under his body.

"Brother, wake up!" The soldiers shouted left and right, and the brothers on the side were all killed by the devils.

"Grandma's!" The soldier angrily stood up and fired a few shots at the devil, but he dropped his gun and jumped off the ground with a grenade in both hands.

The soldier pulled out the lead with his teeth and charged towards the little devil on the riverbank.

"Bang bang!"

Several bullets sank into the soldier's body, splashing several clouds of blood, and the soldier squirted a mouthful of blood into the sky.

Holding down his last breath, he threw the grenade with his right arm, and when he shook his left arm, he was knocked to the ground by a headshot.

The grenade in his left hand landed in front of him and exploded almost simultaneously with the thrown grenade.

"Boom!"

A plate of loose sand was lifted into the air, and the grenade blew several devil soldiers away, two of them were killed, and several remnants of the soldiers were struggling with flesh and blood on their faces, dark and ugly, and screaming in their mouths.

The grenade explosion beside the soldier tore his body apart, and the flesh flew into the air and fell, the blood that filled the black mist condensed into full particles, some of which floated away, and some fell in place.

Taking advantage of the grenade explosion, the devil soldiers quickly got up and crossed fire with each other and continued to rush towards the slope of the high ground two hundred meters away.

"Heavy, prepare!" The adjutant ordered, the ammunition depot of the 211th Regiment was washed out, the machine gun ammunition was limited, and the devil came suddenly, and he had to use the knife to his neck and not waste a single bullet.

The Heavy crouched down and yelled, "Come on, little devil of the dog day!" ”

The roar of anger echoed around the river, and the water felt like it was shaking.

"Tutu, Tutu!" The machine gun spun violently, the muzzle of the gun erupted a long tongue of fire, and the bullets like flowing water whizzed away, hitting the devil's body, and the fluffy blood mist floated in the air.

The bullet pierced through the devil's body and burrowed into the dirt at great speed.

The Sub-Heavy kept feeding the bullets, and the ejected eggshells hit his face, several deep blood streaks spilling blood.

"Brothers, make up the fire!" The adjutant immediately shouted.

The soldiers kept pulling the trigger, and the bullets flying from the muzzles of their rifles filled the gaps that the machine guns had swept through.

The charging devil was hit hard and stopped slightly, and the flat ground on the bank of the river was full of devils' corpses at a glance, and the green grass and branches were also dyed bright red.

The devil lay on the ground and shot at the soldiers, you come and go, no one can get a bargain, the bullet is an impersonal thing.

The Heavy continued to roar, bullets slamming into the dirt and grass in front of the devil with a terrifying sound.

"Boom!"

Several shells of the devils fell, the heavy light of the fire drowned out the machine gunners, and a large gap was blasted out of the high ground, and the whole block collapsed.

More than a dozen soldiers disappeared in an instant, and the adjutant glanced at it, and a few tears overflowed from his eyes.

The strongest firepower in the highlands was neutralized, and the devil got up and ran, shooting fiercely at the highlands.

The highland soldiers fell into passivity, the devil's shells were still falling, the scorching air waves spread across the riverbank, and the brothers' faces could not see their original colors.

The choking smell of gunpowder was hard to digest, and the soldiers coughed incessantly.

"Yo Xi, very good, big good, keep charging!" Kameda watched the battle and was very satisfied.

Hundreds of devil soldiers rushed out of the large army with 38 large cover rifles.

The adjutant's vision was full of moving yellow skin, as far as the eye could see, and he swallowed his saliva unconsciously.

"Brothers, don't be afraid, beat out the steel momentum of our 211 regiment!" The adjutant squirted saliva from his mouth and roared tornly.

The soldiers forced their nervousness and fear, emptied all their thoughts, and reminded themselves that "fighting devils is very simple, three points and one line, pull the trigger!" ”

The soldier didn't fire a few shots before he was pierced by the devil's bullet and fell to the ground with the gun in his arms, as if everything was free.

There was no ugly howl of devils in his ears, and he couldn't hear the bombardment of shells, and before closing his eyes, his mind stopped at the moment when he practiced and frolicked with his brothers, and died happily with a smile.

However, in the hazy eyes, the brothers on the high ground continued to fight, perhaps knowing the outcome of this battle, but the brothers still tried everything to block the enemy with the last bullet.

Soon the charging devil crossed the high ground, grinning and stabbing at the soldier with a bayonet.

"Poof!"

Before he could adjust the fight, a stream of blood gushed out of the soldier's chest, gushing out, and the soldier threw his fist and smashed it into the devil's steel helmet.

"Wow!" With a bang, the soldier's fist and flesh flew up, and the devil's ears buzzed as if he was a little dizzy.

The devil shook his head and slammed his head, the bayonet was deeply inserted into the soldier's body, his lips were hung with spilled blood, his whole body was empty, and he fell to the ground without strength.

The devil stepped on the soldier, pulled out the bayonet, and then stabbed at the other soldier.