Da Da Da ......

Woohoo!

Countless gunshots kept exploding, and hundreds of soldiers of the Eighth Route charged forward with bayonets and screaming, running wildly in the rain of bullets that were flying wildly.

Then, with the roar of the machine guns, it fell invariably.

"Damn it, damn it!"

Thunder roared, he didn't scold those soldiers who fought bloodily, because he knew that they had done their best, he scolded those Japanese soldiers, relying on the advantage of guns and artillery to kill them and bully.

Although because of the location next to Trojan Horse County, the firepower of their regiments is much stronger than that of other regiments of the Eighth Route Army, and it is no longer like the most difficult period, each soldier can only count on one hand, the bullet bag is deflated and has to be stuffed with straw to fill the façade, and the two or three shots are shouted to the extent that they want to charge the white blade desperately, but compared with the Japanese army, it is still much worse.

"I told you a long time ago, don't use machine guns in Hunyuan, you don't listen—if there were machine guns now, how nice it would be!"

Liu Minghui looked at Datong City, which he could see at a glance, but couldn't get close at all, and listened to the tragic fighting sound coming from there, and couldn't help complaining, saying that if there was the cover of machine gun fire, maybe the brothers would have opened a gap in the Japanese defense line and escaped with the brothers in the city.

"Blame me?"

Hearing this, Lei Ming glared and roared: "You didn't say it when you were fighting? Didn't you slap yourself in the face? Why is it all on me now? ”

The machine gun is a good thing, but unfortunately they have so few bullets that they ran out of ammunition in a few clicks, and now they are completely an ornament, and they feel a drag to carry it.

"Don't talk about this nonsense, Commander, I'll leave it to you here!"

Liu Minghui rolled his sleeves and turned his head and screamed: "Brother who is not afraid of death, come with me, let's rush again, I don't believe that the little devil's defense line is iron, just him. Mother. can't rush away......"

He is usually full of bookishness, but at this moment, he actually has a bit of momentum to fly.

"Instructor, just scolding you for this mother, I will go with you in the mountains and fires......"

"I'll go too, I can't compare to the little devils than the guns, and I have to bite them a few times!"

Dozens or hundreds of soldiers stood up with red eyes, grinning at the Japanese soldiers in front of them, like a pack of hungry wolves.

"You get out of the way for me - I haven't rushed yet, when will it be your turn to get a little white face? Stay on my side! ”

Lei Ming kicked Liu Minghui on his horse, picked up a rifle with a bayonet and roared: "It's a master, come with me......"

With that, he jumped out of the trench and pounced on the position ahead.

"Kill, ......"

One or two hundred soldiers were also howling in unison, rushing up with the thunder, rushing towards the Japanese position like hungry tigers.

"Brothers, kill it......"

Han Xiaolei Ding Shan, who saw this scene from the telescope, wiped a handful of tears fiercely, and led a team composed of soldiers and civilians with a strange scream, and also rushed to the Japanese defense line, desperately responding to the thunder outside the city, wanting to attack inside and outside and open a gap in the encirclement.

At the same time, outside Hunyuan City.

The political commissar Deng who was running wildly suddenly stopped, looked in the direction of Hunyuan, and said in a trembling voice: "The gunfire has stopped......"

"They fought for us for more than 20 minutes with their lives, and we can't let them down!"

Qiu Qianyu said with red eyes: "Chief, let's go, there is still a long way to go, and we will need at least more than half an hour to reach the top of the lonely mountain......

"They all died for me......"

Political Commissar Deng said, turning around and running wildly, thinking about the faces of Platoon Commander Yue and the others, his tears couldn't stop flowing.

In the city, the war horses of the brigade galloped and roared in the city, and the long sabers slashed in the wind!

"Lao Tzu is fighting with you......"

Seeing that he couldn't outrun the war horse, a shuttle militiaman turned his head with tears in his eyes, stomped his feet and screamed with a bayonet, and stabbed out fiercely!

"Look for death!"

The Japanese cavalry on horseback laughed fiercely, kicked the horse's belly hard, and the war horse accelerated violently, he turned sideways in the acceleration of the war horse, and slashed out with a knife!

The shuttle dart in the hands of the militia was cut off like a straw, and before he could come to his senses, the saber slashed his waist and abdomen, and the whole person flew up like a piece of paper wrapped in a strong wind, and the blood gushed like a flood that opened the floodgates, and a blood-colored rainbow appeared in the sun......

"Come on, come on......"

"Little devil, come here, uncle pinch you to death!"

Platoon Commander Yue and the few remaining Eighth Route soldiers were roaring frantically, they had already used up all their bullets, they were covered in blood, their strength had been exhausted, and they were about to lose their footing, so they had to pestle their rifles to maintain their balance.

But even so, they still kept howling, scolding, and never showing weakness.

Even if they were surrounded by countless Japanese cavalry, they had already surrounded them like iron buckets, and they had already been unable to escape.

"Yaga, it's a group of rare warriors!"

Wing Captain Ono said, his eyes were full of appreciation, and then muttered a few words to the translator on the side.

The interpreter who had never died before nodded his head for a while, and then said in a sharp voice: "Listen, you Tubalu, as long as you obediently tell the imperial army where the political commissar Deng from Yan'an is hiding, the imperial army will not only let you live, but also give you a lot of money, including your glory and wealth - such a good opportunity, you must not miss it!" ”

"Bah, there is a kind of killing us, wanting to know the whereabouts of the chief from our mouths, you are dreaming!"

"That is, do you think that everyone is like you, even the ancestors don't want to be a lackey for the little devil?"

Several soldiers of the Eighth Route scolded loudly, even though they were on the line of life and death, they still looked at the translator with extreme contempt, like looking at a wild dog.

"Dare to scold me when you are dying? I think you're tired of being crooked! ”

The translator's face turned pale when he heard this, and he turned his head and reported to Ono: "Your Excellency, you don't know what to do, you don't know what to do, you can't cry when you don't see the coffin, and if you don't give them a little color, I don't think they will recruit them!" ”

"Baga, pretend to be a good man in front of the captain of this wing? I want to see how hard your bones are! ”

Ono snorted when he heard this, and waved his hand at a few Japanese soldiers.

"Hey!"

Several Japanese soldiers turned over and dismounted in unison, and with a strange scream, they stabbed the cavalry gun, rushed up two steps, and stabbed the cavalry gun fiercely!

"Kill!"

Platoon Commander Yue and several soldiers also screamed strangely, and greeted them without hesitation with bayonets!

They fantasized that they could pull a little devil on their backs at this last moment.

It's a pity that not only were all of them wounded, but they had already exhausted all their strength, and the bayonets in their hands flew out during a confrontation, and then they were stabbed to the ground one after another!