Chapter 220: Martyrdom
The devil's bayonet was sharp and sharp, and the flesh and blood of the soldier made a harsh and piercing sound, and there was blood splattered everywhere, and blood dripped from the smooth bayonet, reflecting the soldier's miserable face. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
"Ahhh The adjutant roared hysterically, and the red cherry blossom broadsword in his hand danced horizontally and vertically, and the broadsword brought out a bloody path and fell to the ground.
Slashing and killing the devil is like killing a pig, and there is no need to estimate it, and the howl of the ghost and the wolf cannot stop this group of soldiers who have no way out.
If there is no way, then use your body to fight a bloody way.
His face was covered in blood, and a long, deep cut in the soldier's arm flowed like a waterfall of blood.
The two devils stabbed him faster with bayonets, and the soldier raised his head, his reddish eyes filled with murder.
didn't think about dodging at all, dragged the big knife and rushed up to the devil, jumped up, and slashed the devil's arm neatly to the ground.
The white bones of his arms were exposed, and the devil swayed his body and howled like a wild boar.
This kind of cry was too ugly, the soldier swung his big knife and slashed horizontally, the necks of the two devils were completely cracked, and blood splattered more than three feet.
The devil fell to the ground with a blank face.
The soldier was tired, gasping with a broadsword, and the sweat on his face was mixed with blood and dripping to the ground.
However, the six or seven devils in front of him stared at him closely, and the devils were eager to try with their rifles.
"Kill, change, change!" One of the devils took the lead and rushed up, followed by a few devils.
The soldier gritted his teeth and swung his broadsword again, and the two devils were killed, and the rest of the devils rushed up like crazy.
The soldier raised the big knife, and before the "poof" fell, the devil's bayonet was plunged into the stomach, and blood gushed out.
The soldier held back the blood in his mouth, was stunned for a moment, looked at his wound, and fell with a knife.
The broadsword sank deep into the devil's head, and blood spilled out to both sides.
The devil weakly let go of the 38 big cover in his hand.
The two devils in the back quickly pulled the trigger, and the two bullets ruthlessly killed him.
The soldier fell to the ground vertically, his eyes became clear and looked at the sky, the sky covered by gunsmoke, and a little blue sky and white clouds that were not covered, for the soldier that was his hometown!
"Boom!"
The devil's cannonball is still falling, and he can't take care of his own people, and the cannonball forcefully tears the entangled soldiers and devils apart.
The two were blown away, and the dirt was scattered, and in front of their eyes there was a bayonet on a 38-big cover rifle.
The bloody devil began to crawl with his fingers clasped in the dirt, and the soldier also dragged his body towards the bayonet when he saw it.
However, the devil first took the bayonet in his hand and threw himself on the ground, and the bayonet passed through the back of the soldier's neck, inserting the soldier into the dirt.
"Hehe...... the devil gasped and laughed, but when he looked up, he saw a huge shadow.
A soldier picked up a boulder and smashed it so hard that the devil's head was out of sight, it was completely covered by the stone, and a pool of viscous blood flowed out.
The soldiers dragged their mangled bodies to fight under artillery fire, and did everything they could to put the devil to death.
The screams were deafening, piercing through the black fog that shrouded the air, and the messy land was full of exchanges between life and death.
The devils who charged at first were cleaned up by the soldiers on the high ground, and they were surrounded by corpses, which were placed in a vertical and horizontal row.
The strong smell of blood was pungent and unpleasant.
Less than fifty soldiers survived the fierce fight, and they dragged their stumps to lean together, picking up their guns again and staring at the devils who continued to swarm.
"Well done, brothers!" The adjutant's flesh-and-blood face showed a long-lost smile, and the smile was also very vague, only discernible from the corners of his upturned mouth.
The soldiers patted each other on the shoulders and cheered each other on.
"Here, brothers, it's time for us to be martyred!" The adjutant let out a long howl.
The soldiers were loaded and lying on the ground, shooting at devils who were several times larger than themselves.
"Boom!"
A single cannonball dropped and sent seven or eight soldiers flying, and large chunks of flesh could be seen falling from the fire and fog.
The beads formed by the blood mist were scattered over the heads of the living brothers.
Abandoning all desires, including the desire to live, the remaining soldiers were reborn in hell.
After being hit by several bullets, he still insisted on finishing the bullets in the gun.
The dense team of devils fell sparsely, not hurting their bones.
"Bang!"
The shot was fired, and the eyes of the soldiers were fixed as they ran out of ammunition except for the grenade on their bodies, which was the last bullet.
The bullet twisted the air into the forehead of a devil captain at a rapid speed under the gaze of the soldiers, and the devil captain stopped and fell to the ground.
"Good!" The soldiers applauded as they patted the dirt in front of them.
The devil couldn't hear the gunfire of the counterattack, and the impact was faster.
"Brothers, take it out! It's the last time you fight! The adjutant said as he pulled out a grenade from his body.
The remaining dozen or so soldiers pulled out their only weapons from their waists and held them tightly in their hands to watch the devil.
His heart beat as fast as the footsteps of the devil charging, and the devil went up to the high ground and stabbed at the soldiers with his bayonet.
"Grandma's, dog's day, little devil, I don't share the sky with you!"
"Boom!"
A dozen grenades exploded one after another, and a huge ball of fire rushed into the air with dirt, and the waves of air rushed into the thick smoke to cover the battlefield on the high ground.
More than a dozen soldiers came to naught, and at the same time they took dozens of arrogant devils.
The smoke slowly dispersed, and there was no glimmer of life in sight on the ground, and even the grass shoots that had just grown in the new year had turned into charred black soot.
The embers left by the explosion of the shells were still burning, and the soldiers of the first echelon of the 211th Regiment who blocked the devils were all martyred.
"Yo Xi, worthy of the imperial army, invincible, no grass grows everywhere you go!" Kameda kept an eye on the situation with a telescope.
And the scene in the town of Qingyang Town is no better!
Zhu Cheng rushed up with a support team, and a soldier who was fighting with the devil turned around and saluted, "Commander!" ”
"How's the battle going?" Zhu Cheng asked.
"The devil's firepower is too fierce and approaching step by step, we have no way to retreat!"
"If there is no way back, fight and fight to the death, and if you can exchange a few, count a few." Zhu Cheng gave up hope of escaping with his brothers, and the last spark of the 211 Regiment was Liao Changsheng's assault company.
Zhu Cheng hoped that Liao Changsheng would not come to lie in this troubled water again, and retreat with his brothers to keep the fire of the 211 regiment.
While Zhu Cheng was thinking, news came from the rear.
"Commander, the devil has crossed the heights, and the brothers of the first echelon have all been sacrificed!" The communications soldier choked up.
"Inform all the soldiers, fight with the devil!" Zhu Cheng shook his arm suddenly, his atmosphere was awe-inspiring, and the gun belt pinned to his waist also jumped.