More than a dozen snow-bright bayonets, more than a dozen hot-blooded Chinese men, like tigers coming down the mountain, and dragons coming out of the water, roared from the earthen beams and rushed towards the devils.

"Poof! Yes! Yikes! "The muffled sound of bayonets stabbing into the human body, the screams of despair, the shouting during the confrontation, and the battlefield where the smoke has not yet dissipated, the cyan and black eight-way native cloth military uniform and the earthy yellow devil military uniform, like two fierce beasts, are instantly entangled and collide violently together!

Yang Stick's first knife was directly sent in, a devil who was blown up by a mine in the chest, the devil "ah", grabbed the three-edged bayonet with his hand, his eyes widened, and he stared at the Chinese soldier in front of him.

kicked the devil's stomach with his foot, pulled out the bayonet, and a stream of blood sprayed Yang Stick on the front of his chest with a "poof", Yang Stick licked the blood droplets at the corner of his mouth, which was the blood left by the grenade safety just now, and it flowed several times on his face, no wonder the devil saw him and was so frightened that he forgot to block with a gun, this look, terrifying!

Feng Dayan is not particular! Facing the two devils who withdrew the bullets, "Bang bang! "Two shots, the result! The devil looked at Lao Feng viciously when he was dying, and he must not be convinced! This Chinese is not exquisite! The grass is dripping!

Yang Bangzi glanced at Feng Dayan contemptuously, squinted and suddenly found a good target, a devil's soldier Cao hid behind the three devil infantry, backwards, and seemed to want to jump into the ditch and flee towards the sweet potato field.

An arrow stepped up and shouted: "Little devil! You grandma! Where to go! The devil army Cao was zhanzhu all of a sudden, rolled his eyes, stood firm in the T-shaped step, the saber in his hand slowly drooped, holding it backwards, the blade was facing forward, and the standard kendo opened the mountain!

The three infantrymen with bayonets were also unambiguous, quickly grabbed their positions, wrapped the Yang stick in the middle in the shape of a "pin", and the black stick sank with his left hand, so that the muzzle of the Bayi-style gun was tilted to the ground at 45 degrees, and the right hand held the butt of the gun, nailing the older devil in front of him.

Suddenly! The devil who was facing him lunged forward half a step, pushed the gun flat, and shook a shot, and at the same time, the devils on the left and right sides stepped forward and stabbed together! What a stick! Flick your feet and take a step! Take advantage of the situation to turn around and knock and push! Shocked the bayonets of the raids on both sides, twisted his body, and the half-squat bayonet was raised, and went straight to the stomach of the devil in front of him!

The devil really doesn't give it in vain! Riding a horse and squatting in the crotch pose, he pressed down the thorn with the gun in his hand. Yang Bangzi saw the devil squatting to defend, the corner of his mouth sneered, jumped up from the half-squatting style, and reversed the body of the gun that was picked up, "Bang!" "The heavy jujube wood butt is smashing on the old devil's face, and a few yellow teeth and a mouthful of blood are spurting out beautifully!

No stopping! Taking a big step to the left, the body of the gun in his hand was reversed again, and the spear stabbed forward, taking advantage of the momentum to go straight into the neck and sternum recess of the left devil who was looking stupid, and without even humming, the devil rolled down into the ditch.

The cold wind is blowing in the back! Yang tilted his arms, "Ah! The sleeve of his left arm was cut open by a bayonet, and the flesh inside was cut open by a small bloody passage.

The right shoulder sank, the right leg squatted, the left leg scratched the ground, the body turned half a circle, and the face of the foot was swept on the ankle of the sneak attacker, the devil fell to the ground with an "oops", his legs were facing the sky, and it happened that the bayonet of the Yang stick was also delivered, and the poor lifeline of the little devil and the two balls were poked through!

The sound of the wind sounded in his ears again, his back tensed, his toes stood up, his body leaned back, and the wide blade of the 38 big bayonet swept less than a centimeter in front of Yang's stick's chin!

It's dangerous! Yang Bangzi scolded secretly in his heart: "Son of a bitch!" It's quite a thief! "The right hand released the butt, grabbed the muzzle in front of him, pulled sharply, held the barrel with his left hand, the bayonet pointed up, and the left foot pressed against the butt!

This devil died the worst! A long opening was made from the chest to the stomach, and the intestines and stomach were sprinkled all over the ground!

Yang Stick was fortunate to run fast, and he was not dropped by the devil's water, and when he was rejoicing, the cold hair on his neck stood upside down! Say it's too late, then it's too soon! One bows, one bends! The body is reversed in the air! Point your left foot on tiptoe! Straighten your right leg! A flying kick! It's kicking on the wrist of the devil scout!

This military cao has two hits! Yang Stick's roundabout kick has a strength of two or three hundred catties, but he didn't kick the katana held in the devil's hand away, and he staggered two steps, and the devil stood firm in a T-shaped step, this time the knife was raised, facing Yang Stick.

One step, a gun, and a bayonet went straight to the devil's door! The katana sword swayed slightly from right to left, and with a "snap", the two weapons collided rapidly, and both of them used their strength to change their steps and confront each other again.

Yang Bangzi's eyes rolled, thinking that he couldn't delay time! More than a dozen people against dozens of devils, if they don't use their morale and fierceness to suppress the devils and confront each other, they will all be finished! The left hand is tilted sideways, and the right arm is sent up! The three-edged spear stabbed the devil to the left side!

The devil tightened his jaw, pressed his arms down, and the blade of the knife pressed diagonally from right to left, trying to press the incoming bayonet to the ground.

Yang stick retracted his arms, turned his right foot, and his body followed half a circle, and the butt of the gun in his hand smashed back horizontally, hitting the devil's back! The little devil snorted, and the katana in his hand reversed, and the tip of the knife stabbed from the side of the shoulder! It's a pity that it was too late, Yang Stick's palm hit the back of his neck, and while the devil was hit hard, the spear thorn raised by his left hand had already penetrated the back of his heart.

The devil army Cao, who was stabbed to the ground by a rifle gun, was still twitching his legs, and the members of the district team on the avenue had already melee with the devils in the middle lane, and there were casualties among each other, but there were many devils, and when Yang Bangzi solved the four devils, the other team members had already lost the upper hand.

In the early days of the Anti-Japanese War, whether it was the National Army or the Eighth Route Army, in this kind of one-on-one individual confrontation, it often did not have the upper hand, because the training of the old devils was very strict, and the stabbing was particularly skilled, coupled with the immersion of the spirit of bushido, the little devil was very fierce.

The devils on the river beach that were blown up by the mines and grenades just now were also screaming, and they were about to join the melee on the avenue, and the devil clusters in the sweet potato fields were also ready to move, and they wanted to cross the ditch to reinforce in the middle!

Fortunately, at this time, the company commander Zhao Scar, who was ambushed under Tuliangzi, and the Eighth Route Army of that platoon of guard companies had already appeared on Tuliangzi! With a grenade and a platoon of guns, the devils on the river bank couldn't lift their heads, and with a charge, they met the devils with white blades!

Can the big one and the little one still be idle! Czech-style "Da Da! Da-da-da-da! Dada! Happily chatting with the devil, that means: "Little devil, you go!" Dog day! Don't be afraid to die! Just rush! "The members of the first group also put cold guns on them, focusing on fighting devils who dare to show their heads!

The big one hid behind the fortifications of the boulder, and threw the bullet at the sweet potato field in a particularly happy mood, Xiao Liangzi hummed a song, and quickly pressed the bullet to the magazine, and a few devils who wanted to rush across the ridge to reinforce were chatting with the bullets and lying there comfortably in greeting!

The devils on the left were overwhelmed by the members of the first group of district teams and machine gun fire, and the devils on the right had been driven back again and again by Zhao Scar!

The devil in the middle of the lane originally had a bit of an advantage, but when he saw such a situation on the left and right, he was the first to lose! When the heart is empty, the hands are soft! After being stabbed a few times in succession, the remaining devils simply dragged their guns back and started running wildly! Run!

Yang Bangzi greeted Lao Feng, and the two of them squeezed the retreating devil's buttocks, running out of more than 100 meters in one go, Yang Bangzi pulled Lao Feng, and the two squatted down on the side of the road.

Stretching out his right hand, giving a thumbs up, squinting one eye, Yang Stick measured the soil bun for a few seconds, pulled out the grenadier pinned to the waist, took the "melon eggs" handed over by Lao Feng, loaded it, and the first shot of "Tom" flew out of the barrel mouth!

A puff of black smoke rose in front of the bun, spraying flames, suppressing the devil's heavy machine gun at the large machine gun point halfway up the mountainside, paused for a moment, and the muzzle of the gun was deflected, as if searching for the direction in which the shells were flying.

The right hand is slightly lower, and the second shell is also reloaded! Another puff of black smoke rose, this time it was good, it exploded directly on the soil buns! The devil's heavy machine gun fire point was instantly thrown into a mess by the shells.

After half a minute of chaos, a group of devils suddenly rushed out from behind the soil buns, and the suppressed right-wing cluster of devils on the sweet potato ridge also moved horizontally, apparently trying to cut horizontally to the avenue, intercept Yang Bangzi's pursuit, and rescue the other two devils who were scattered.

Think beautifully! Yang Bangzi zuihou also shot a cannonball, and it landed right in the middle of the devil who rushed out of the soil bun, what a beautiful scene! Like a goddess scattering flowers! Arms, legs, and so on flew into the air!

Zhao Scarry also led the soldiers over, dozens of grenades flew over the ditch like a group of chirping sparrows, and landed in the cluster of devils who were doing horizontal maneuvers, and the devils who were blown up and cried their fathers and mothers accelerated their pace and ran towards the south end of the depression!

The soldiers were excited to chase through the depression in one breath, but Yang Bangzi shouted, the observation post of the devil at the south end of the depression must have reported the information of the defeat again to the rear, and the pursuit at this time was easy to be counterattacked by the rear cluster of the devil.

After giving the order to quickly clean up the battlefield, Yang Bangzi and Lao Feng felt a little tired, and the wounds on Yang Bangzi's arms and brains also hurt heartbreakingly, and the kid grinned vigorously.

Repelled the devil's second attack, after a rough estimate, at least about 50 devils were killed and wounded, and a heavy machine gun fire point was removed, and the devil's junior officer was killed by a warrant officer squad leader, a Cao commander, and a military Cao.

Yang Bangzi shouted to the team members, as well as Zhao Scar's soldiers, according to statistics, the district team sacrificed 11 people, 2 people were seriously injured, and the rest were almost all lightly injured, and the soldiers of the guard company who participated in the battle sacrificed 2 people, 5 people were seriously injured, and 4 people were slightly injured.

Two crooked machine guns, 22 rifles, 4 short guns, more than 600 bullets, 11 grenades, and two katanas were captured.

The most uncomfortable thing is that the honest captain of the district team, after being seriously injured, carried off the battlefield, swallowed in Yang Bangzi's arms, and when he closed his eyes, he took Yang Bangzi's hand and said: "It's worth it!" Captain Yang! The rest of the brethren, I entrust it to you! ”

This captain is a native of Yan Zhao Hanzi, and he can't find it in the history of the Anti-Japanese War, the name of this Zhuanghu man with a head of sorghum flowers, but there are countless such a countryman who can't tell what kind of string of truths, in order to fight the devil, he shed a drop of blood, and Yang Bangzi silently saluted the sacrificial captain!

Looking at the players who were supporting each other, Yang Bangzi made a decision, and when he made a decision, Major General Suzuki on the opposite side also made a difficult decision.

Yang Bangzi's decision was to abandon the Tuliangzi position, and the remaining members of the district squad returned to the Taoist Temple to recuperate, and the guard company occupied the mountain on the east side of the avenue, and supported each other with the second-line position in front of the village, and continued to block the devil's north.

The decision of the old devil Suzuki was that in view of the heavy casualties of the 1st Squadron and its forced withdrawal from the battle, it had been ascertained that the enemy in front of him was the main force of the Communist Army, and he telegraphed to the headquarters of the North China Dispatch Army and the headquarters of the Shijiazhuang Division to resolve to use this place as a defensive position, so as to ensure that all units could encircle the main force of the Communist Army in this battle.

Interesting! Yang Stick hasn't hit enough, and the little devil hasn't hit enough! I still want to fight! The key is that neither side expected that Suzuki's telegram was also intercepted by the monitoring radio of our Eighth Route Army Taihang headquarters, and after it was deciphered, the excitement came out!