"Attack!" "Chi Na pig, die!" "Kill the Pig of Exhaustion"...... All kinds of Japanese-style shouts came into Xiao Zhange's ears, Xiao Zhange stood up straight, the two shell guns flipped over, and the trigger was pulled to death at once. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Si Yuangong also threw away the anti-tank gun, and the same two barge guns were held in his hands. "Horn, click, aggressive......" There were all kinds of gunfire behind Xiao Zhange, more and more soldiers of the special service battalion joined the battle, among them, many of them rushed out of the house, they were shot by oncoming bullets, when they pulled the trigger, their bullets actually flew into the sky.

The officers and men of the special service battalion, except for a few people such as Xiao Zhange and Si Yuangong, remained calm, and the others completely entered a state of enthusiasm, forgetting the tactical movements, shooting essentials, and so on. Xiang Shuangwu was shot in the stomach, but as if he didn't feel pain, he leaned on the earthen tank, holding his flower machine gun in both hands, and shouted: "Dog. Come on! Come on! "I pulled the trigger one by one.

Ma Huahuan was shot in his left hand, a bullet with a big cover of 38 directly pierced a hole in his left arm, he was hastily tied with a bandage, lying in a dirt tank that had been blown up, holding the gun in one hand in his right hand, shooting at the devil in the front.

On the opposite side of the Japanese army, the devil officers collectively fell into a state of madness, one by one or brandishing command knives or waving Wang Ba boxes, just shouting to drive the soldiers around them to rush forward. As for the devil soldiers, most of them were red-eyed and crazy, and they didn't pull the bolt after firing, and just rushed forward with their guns.

Xiao Zhange rushed forward while shooting, and after rushing to the barricade, he saw dozens of devils rushing out of the alley on the right hand, and after he ran out of the bullets in the gun, he pulled out a big knife from behind his back with his right hand.

The broadsword is the standard equipment of the broadsword team. After Xiao Zhange joined the spy company, he was ridiculed by many people for asking the headquarters headquarters to equip the spy company with a big knife. However, because of his insistence, the headquarters still equipped everyone in the special service battalion with an extra big knife.

Xiao Zhange had a big knife in his hand, and the temperament of the whole person was two points colder, and even the devil who rushed out of the alley, after the two heads met his eyes, he hesitated for a while, and his figure actually paused. The behavior of these two devils was immediately beaten by a devil squadron leader, he kicked one of them, kicked the two devils to a stumble, held the command knife in both hands, shouted, and rushed towards Xiao Zhange.

Beside Xiao Zhange, Ma Huahuan and the others gritted their teeth and got up, each pulling out the big knife on their backs; Behind Xiao Zhange, the officers and soldiers of the special service battalion who came up to support him saw this, each with a big knife in his hand, and stood behind Xiao Zhange with his eyes wide open.

"Brothers, are you afraid?" Xiao Zhange ignored the cold light of the command knife in the hand of the devil squadron leader and asked.

"Battalion, if you are afraid of death, you will not be a soldier!" Xiang Shuangwu replied loudly.

Xiao Zhange heard his voice and smiled: "Xiang Shuangwu, if you win, I invite you to eat braised pork!" ”

Xiang Shuangwu was originally holding a bandaged wound on his stomach with his left hand, and holding a big knife in his right hand, looking majestic, when he heard this, his throat shook for a while, and his face was filled with a disgusting expression, and he said, "Yingzuo, you—"

"I'm not afraid of killing devils, but I'm still afraid of eating braised pork?!" Xiao Zhange said, took a step forward, shook his right wrist, and the big knife went from bottom to top, the back of the knife was facing up, and he slammed into the command knife that the devil squadron leader slashed over. Where is Xiao Zhange's hand strength in the devil squadron leader, and when he commanded the knife, he was knocked to fly, he was shocked, and a white light flashed in front of him, and then, he felt that his body was light, as if he was flying, and when he lowered his eyes, he first saw that the scene on the ground was retreating, and then saw blood spurting out of the neck of a headless body, and he turned his brain, and instantly understood that his head was cut off. "......" - he tried to scream to vent his fear, but his mouth opened but nothing came out. Then it went dark, and he became a lonely ghost on the land of China.

Xiao Zhange used the eight blades to cut off the head of the devil squadron leader in one round, and behind him, a cheer rang out.

Among these applause, there are the voices of several reporters, including Li Yan, the only female reporter. Journalists have been exposed to the smell of blood everywhere in the air for so long. These reporters are really bold, when Xiao Zhange and they held their big knives to meet the devil's spear stabbing the jungle, they also followed, and ignored the possible stray bullets, and pressed the shutter frantically with a "click".

The killing of the squadron leader did not deter those devil soldiers, but made them even more crazy. There were a few devils shouting the slogan of revenge for the captain of the devil squadron, holding the spear, and stabbing at Xiao Zhange, of course Xiao Zhange was not afraid, and was about to wave his knife to meet him, and beside him, a group of brothers had already greeted him.

In the headquarters of the teaching corps, Gui Yongqing hesitated for a moment after his adjutant reported that he had lost contact with the special service battalion, and sent a battalion of reserves.

"The bombing by the Japanese planes just now was quite intensive, and the telephone line must have been blown up," Qiu Qingquan said comforting him when he saw Gui Yongqing frowning, looking like someone owed him hundreds of oceans and hadn't paid it back.

Gui Yongqing figured it out at this time and said, "Xiao Zhange shouldn't be let go, and the reserves should be sent early." If the Dagong Yarn Mill, which was finally defeated, is lost again, and the spy company is wiped out again, then that—"

No matter how Gui Yongqing had seen Xiao Jiange before, now, Xiao Zhange has won Gui Yongqing's attention and even respect with his performance.

The army is not better than the local, especially in the national war. It is fundamental for soldiers to be able to say that they can lead soldiers to fight. Otherwise, no matter how strong the ability to slap the horse is, it will be difficult to get into the hall of elegance.

Because of the spirit of bushido, the Japanese army was obsessed with white-knuckle combat. Even though the house opposite the yarn factory was destroyed by the Japanese plane, the contact surface between the two sides was still limited to a certain range, which gave the special service battalion, especially the students of the broadsword team, a chance to play.

Xiao Zhange and Fox Eleven had already blocked the entrance of the roadway at this time. The devil soldiers can only rush up two or three people at a time, two or three devils, where is the opponent of Xiao Zhange and Fox Eleven. Xiao Zhange and Fox Eleven each guarded one side, and at the beginning, they would also play some flower work, and after a long time, in order to save physical strength, they directly used the simplest eight knives to meet the enemy. So, in just a quarter of an hour or so, there were no less than thirty devils who fell in front of them, and even in order to give the devils a chance to rush over, they specially retreated and expanded the battlefield to the side of the barricade. (To be continued.) )