The soldiers on both sides collided fiercely like two torrents of steel, the popping of bayonets stabbing into the body, the impact of weapons intersecting, and the screams of wounded soldiers were intertwined into a passionate joy of death.

Fierce hand-to-hand combat began.

The 38 rifle bayonet in the hand of a dragon's tooth warrior had just stabbed a devil soldier to death, and before he could pull it out, he was stabbed in the abdomen by another devil from the flank.

With a pop, the blade of the bayonet sank into his body, tearing his internal organs in an instant. The dragon's tooth warrior's face was suddenly distorted by the great pain, his eyes were even more blood-red, and under the stimulation of the endless pain, he pulled a grenade on his waist with a full of unwilling anger.

Then he let go of his rifle and lunged at the devil soldier.

Under the terrified gaze of the devil soldier, the grenade on the dragon's tooth warrior exploded, blooming into a cloud of red light, completely engulfing the two of them.

The screams of the devil soldiers before they died were also drowned out by the deafening explosion.

Zheng Yunshan held a gun in both hands and collided head-on with a devil commander, he used a bayonet to swing away the spear of the devil commander, and then the spear in his hand stabbed out like a snake.

Immediately pierced into the chest of the devil chief, the devil captain screamed miserably, blood gushed out from the corners of his mouth, and he looked at Zheng Yunshan with an unwilling face, and was immediately kicked down by Zheng Yunshan.

"Brothers! Kill! "Zheng Yunshan has been following Qiao Youhua for so long, although it is not the first time to participate in a battle, it has been a long time since the last white-knuckle battle.

When he kicked the opponent down and the bayonet was withdrawn from the opponent's body, a stream of blood splashed on his face, which was stimulated by the smell of blood, and the killing spirit was rampant.

Around him, many dragon tooth warriors were encouraged by his sudden roar, and they stepped forward to fight with the devils and the puppet army.

Qiao Youhua held a three-edged army thorn, like a tiger entering a flock, and easily killed any devil or puppet army in front of him.

He is already a congenital entry powerhouse, this kind of hand-to-hand white-knuckle combat is more handy than using a gun, and the killing speed is also staggering.

The two sides had just fought for less than five minutes, and the devil soldiers who had died under him had already exceeded ten, and the devil Shao Zuo before saw that Qiao Youhua was unstoppable, and wantonly tortured and killed his subordinates.

Roaring and holding up the adjutant knife and rushing towards Qiao Youhua, Qiao Youhua, who had just solved a devil lieutenant with a military stab, heard the sound, picked up the saber of the devil lieutenant who was killed by himself with his foot, and then swished towards the young lieutenant.

"Poof!" With a muffled sound, the devil lieutenant's saber shot into the abdomen of the devil like an arrow off the string, up to the hilt, and the tip of the knife pierced the devil Shaoza's back.

Without looking at the devil Shaozuo who was slowly falling, Qiao Youhua pulled out his military spur and kicked the body of the devil lieutenant in front of him out with one kick, smashing into the two devil soldiers who were fighting with the dragon tooth warriors with bayonets.

With a loud roar, he continued to rush towards the other devils.

And the two devil soldiers who were smashed by him were taken advantage of the opportunity by the dragon tooth warriors who fought against him and stabbed to death with bayonets.

Ma Biao and Jiang Haidong also killed the rise, the three-edged army stab, the Japanese bayonet, and the weapons that could be used became the killing weapons in their hands.

Ma Biao even exerted his strength, punching and kicking down, ordinary devil soldiers couldn't resist it, and he was beaten to death.

He had just killed two devil commanders, and the three-edged army thorn in his hand was still held by one of the army commanders and did not dare to let go, and a ghost soldier stabbed at him with a bayonet with red eyes.

He immediately raised his leg and swept away, kicking the ghost soldier with a gun.

When he landed, he found that his rifle had been kicked off by Ma Biao, and his internal organs were shattered and died.

"Sir, the Shina people and the 1st Brigade have started a white-knuckle battle, and the 1st Brigade seems to be gradually falling into disadvantage!" In front of the Japanese headquarters, a devil officer hurriedly ran to Ichiro Kato and reported.

Kato Ichiro, who was holding a telescope to look at the battlefield from afar, said with a solemn face: "Yagaya Road, the strength of one brigade is not enough, order the 2nd Infantry Brigade to rush up and join the battle!" Support the 1st Brigade! ”

"Hay!" The devil officer immediately bowed his head and took the order.

On the battlefield, the puppet army has been killed and wounded, and more than half of the remaining hundreds of devils have been killed or wounded.

About 900 Japanese troops rushed up from the rear with a roar and joined the battlefield.

Qiao Youhua, who was already covered in blood, looked stunned, the devil increased his troops, and if such a white-knuckle battle continued, it would become a tactic to add fuel and fight troops, and the Dragon Tooth Task Force naturally couldn't fight the little devil.

He turned his heart sideways, and the qi in his body gushed out, and with a sharp push of his palms, the four devils flew out.

shouted loudly: "Zheng Yunshan, after leading people to break off, the others, along the traffic trench, retreat to the second line of defense!" ”

"Yes!" Zheng Yunshan suddenly agreed, about twenty or thirty soldiers stepped forward, and the other fighters gradually broke away from the battle with the 1st Devil Brigade that was about to collapse under the command of Jiang Haidong, Ma Biao and others, and quickly turned around and retreated.

Qiao Youhua rushed left and right, killing into the crowd of Japanese soldiers, the whole person was like a humanoid bulldozer, the devil soldiers were beaten by him and their limbs were broken, screaming and falling to the ground, or flying upside down, people turned on their backs, and there was a chaos.

"Brothers, swear to defend the regimental seat to the death and block little Japan! Come on! Zheng Yunshan took twenty or thirty dragon tooth soldiers and rushed towards the increasing number of Japanese troops with red eyes.

"Baga, the people of China want to escape, pursue, don't let them go!" Some of the devil officers found out about it and immediately yelled.

Zheng Yunshan and more than 30 other soldiers were soon surrounded by devils who were several times their size, and all the fighters invariably sounded the grenades they carried before they died, and some even rushed into the devil crowd with explosives bags.

Their tragic sacrifice not only temporarily stopped the pursuit of the devils and bought time for the main force to retreat to the second direction, but also caused great casualties to the Japanese devils.

Zheng Yunshan was already surrounded by devils, he was carrying a machete in one hand and a three-eight cover in the other, and the bayonet at the head of the gun had already been stained red with blood.

swept back and forth left and right, forcing the surrounding devils to be unable to step forward for the time being.

Qiao Youhua, who was covered in blood, immediately turned around and killed back at this time, and fought a bloody way in the devil crowd, and when he was about to approach Zheng Yunshan, he found that a ghost soldier was about to sneak attack from behind, and the bayonet was about to silently pierce Zheng Yunshan's back.

Qiao Youhua roared, and the three-edged army, which had been full of blood, flew out with a spurt, flying under Zheng Yunshan's ribs, and with a snort, it hit the devil soldier who was going to sneak attack.

Sensing the strange noise behind him, Zheng Yunlong hurriedly slashed back with his knife, and when he looked back, a devil rifleman had a three-edged military thorn in his chest, and he had fallen to the ground and died.