The gunfire fell silent a little, and the position was filled with gunsmoke.

The brothers of the 6th Company seemed to have just completed a very ordinary thing, and they were lying in the position in twos and threes, and the sound of gunfire seemed to have never happened.

The 667th Regiment had already begun to retreat, and the retreat was very fast. Fang Shuhong knew that every minute he left here early was equivalent to buying an extra minute for the brothers of the 6th Company who were desperately resisting.

The lock post hugged the gun as if he was about to fall asleep. These fierce and brutal battles have really exhausted this child.

At this time, on the opposite side of the Yue Army's position, Liu Yuanxia, who was temporarily assigned to act as the commander of the Goto detachment, looked at Qingyang with a gloomy face.

The death of His Excellency the Commander was a huge and terrible blow to the entire Goto detachment.

It is completely unimaginable that the commander of a detachment would die inexplicably under the condition that the empire occupies an absolute advantage.

Shame, this is a shame that the Goto detachment will never be able to erase!

Shibata Yoshio hurriedly walked over, looking anxious and angry, this was the second attack he commanded the troops, but unlike the squadron [***] he had encountered since he landed in China, the determination of those Chinese on the opposite side to resist was unbelievable.

The fire on their positions has not stopped from the very beginning of the attack of the Emperor [***]. The lethality of those grenades that are constantly thrown is also unbearable.

"Your Excellency, Commander, the firepower of the people of China is real"

As soon as Shibata Yoshio spoke, he was coldly interrupted by Liu Yuanxia: "Don't make excuses for yourself, Shibata Shaoza." The Goto detachment could not stand defeat and would definitely not fail. Have you forgotten the hatred between His Excellency the detachment leader and Jiro? ”

Hearing his brother's name, Shibata Yoshio's entire face became distorted with pain and anger, and he bowed his head vigorously: "I know, Your Excellency Commander, unless I die, the flag of the empire will definitely fly on the position of the Shina people!" ”

An even more ferocious and frantic attack began, and Shibata Yoshio himself stood on the front line and commanded his subordinates to launch a tidal attack.

The direction of the main attack was placed on the left flank position commanded by Ma Debi and Yu Wenzheng.

This time, the army seemed to be iron-hearted, killed one layer, and rushed up another layer. Dense, layered, as if it can't be killed, cut endlessly.

Ma Debi and Yu Wenzheng had never fought such a hard battle, each of them carried a machine gun, stared at blood-red eyes, did not say a word, gritted their teeth and spat out strings of tongues of fire from the muzzles.

The heavy machine gun fire of the Yue army began to suppress the fire point of the [***] team in the center, and the fierce tongue of fire, Yu Wenzheng, who was pressed down, couldn't raise his head, and the blow of a fire point was missing, and the Yue army screamed again and pounced layer by layer.

At this time, the gunfire on the side suddenly rang out, and the heavy machine gun of the Yue Army, which was still shouting wildly, suddenly became mute. And the machine gun in Yu Wenzheng's hand began to speak again!

Yu Wenzheng looked to the side, and the one who got rid of the heavy machine gun point of the Yue Army without making a sound was Qian Panfu.

On the left and right wings, a sharpshooter appeared on each side, one was Gao Fei, who showed his might on the Songhu battlefield, and the other was Qian Panfu, who had just joined the 6th Company.

In the cheers, Qian Panfu smiled honestly, silently pressed the bullet, and didn't say anything.

"Chief Yu, Chief Yu, the left side is a little unbearable!"

The eager call made Yu Wenzheng look back, and without any hesitation, he stuffed the machine gun into Jiang Decai's hand on the side: "You are in charge of the machine gun, Ma Wang, Xie Yi, come with me!" ”

As he spoke, he grabbed the flower mechanism at hand and rushed over with a bout.

Ma Wang didn't hesitate and rushed out after the chief, but Xie Yi hesitated, and then picked up the rifle in his hand and followed behind.

More than a dozen devils had already touched up from the other side, and Ma Debi was leading his brothers to fight hard against the Orientals.

Yu Wenzheng rushed to the position, raised the flower mechanism, and swept out with a shuttle.

The flower machine suddenly got stuck, Yu Wenzheng threw it away, and pulled out two 17-year-old shell guns from his waist, "Dangdangdang", and the two devils fell in a pool of blood on the spot.

In the white-knuckle battle, the difference between the Central Teaching Corps and the Sichuan Army soon became apparent.

Ma Debi held a bayonet snow bright rifle, roared again and again, and fought with the two devils in a standard stabbing action, Ma Wang These people, rushed to the position, without saying a word, pulled out the big knife in the back and slashed! Often a knife goes down, and flesh and blood fly.

Sometimes it's Mawang, the movement of swinging the knife is very peculiar, as if dancing there, the posture is beautiful, but it is very practical, one by one, and in the blink of an eye, two devils have fallen under his big knife.

Xie Yi hid in a corner with a rifle, and he didn't go up to fight. Just saw a devil quietly touching behind Ma Debi, Xie Yi hurriedly raised his gun, and with a "bang" shot, the devil who tried to sneak attack fell headlong.

Hearing the gunshot, Ma Debi looked back and saw that it was Xie Yi who saved his life, so he didn't say much, nodded and expressed his gratitude. Then he turned around suddenly, roared the tiger, and the bayonet stabbed into the chest of a soldier of the army

Relying on Yu Wenzheng's timely reinforcements, the devils who rushed in were all annihilated. Ma Debi threw down his rifle, took a step forward, picked up the machine gun, and in the roar, the machine gun bullets were like a torrential rain towards the Yue army that had rushed in front of him.

This time the army had already rushed into the position, the position was almost lost, and the attack was repelled with great difficulty, Ma Debi gasped and said, "Thank you." ”

Yu Wenzheng was also so tired that he almost collapsed to the ground, and gave a thumbs up to Ma Wang: "Ma Wang, where did you learn it?" ”

"Everyone in our village knows." Ma Wang said a little shyly.

Ma Wang also saw the scene of the murder just now, Ma Debi also saw it clearly, and said with a smile: "Some time ago, I also read this book, the 'Legend of Jianghu Wonder Heroes' written by Pingjiang Buxiaosheng, in which the people of Kongtong and Kunlun are very capable. I think Ma Wang has some meaning."

"What? What's the Wonder Man? Ma Wang was stunned.

"The Legend of Jianghu Wonder Heroes written by Pingjiang Buxiao." Ma Debi smiled: "A very beautiful book, when the war is over, I'll go find it for you." ”

"I can't read." Mawang was a little embarrassed.

Ma Debi laughed: "It doesn't matter if you can't read, I'll read it to you, word by word." ”

Ma Wang's eyes lit up, and he nodded vigorously: "Well, thank you, Chief Ma, when the time comes, I, I will give us the good things of the Yi people!" ”