"Boom, boom, boom......"

Dozens* basically all exploded in two seconds, and the tightness of their explosion and the lethality of their formation were far from being as simple as one plus one.

The air waves generated by each * explosion are constantly superimposed, constantly impacting the surroundings, flying sand and rocks, and shaking the ground...... Just this one* killed and injured at least half of the men and horses of this little devil. Even if they weren't injured, they were dizzy by the sound of the successive explosions that were close at hand, and they looked a little stunned for a while.

However, the little devils are well-trained soldiers, no matter how they are bombed, but they know very well in their hearts: the enemy is close at hand, and their lives are not guaranteed.

Immediately, in a burst of shouting and killing, the little devils shook their heads and stood up to meet the enemy, and many injured little devils also stood up to meet the enemy, and even, some seriously injured little devils, even if they couldn't stand up, they had to pick up their guns, aim at the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army who had rushed to their eyes, and shoot at each other despite the falling big knives, or pick up the guns and stab them directly, making it clear that they were planning to pull a cushion rather than die...... With such behavior, I have to sigh that the combat effectiveness of the little devil is really tenacious. Of course, on the other hand, the effect of the little devils being brainwashed by militarism for a long time is really deep.

And the soldiers of the fourth battalion and one company of the assault regiment naturally did not lag behind the little devils in terms of combat faith, and they all rushed bravely to kill.

Zhang Jie is an ordinary soldier of the first company, he has been in the company for more than five months, and he has been on the battlefield several times, but he has not been injured, so in the eyes of everyone, Zhang Jie is not a real veteran.

Because in everyone's eyes, no matter how long you have been a soldier, it can only mean that you have a long military experience, and you are not a real veteran. And a real veteran must have been wounded on the battlefield. This injury is not only a proof of personal bravery, but also a lifelong honor for individuals.

In this regard, Zhang Jie has been holding his breath in his heart, because he feels very aggrieved: Lao Tzu also wants to be injured, and he also wants to be the same as Da Mao, who participated in the assault regiment at the same time in the same village, and returned to the village during the New Year...... Mother, don't cry, I know you feel sorry for me, but I am a soldier, and it is my mission to protect my family and defend the country. Since you want to fight devils, you are ready to be injured...... Ermao, don't envy me, there are just two of us at home, since I am loyal to the country, you will serve your father and mother well at home. In case I sacrifice one day, it can be regarded as a glory for our family and our village......" Then, accepting the applause of the same villagers, the girls' eyes were filled with admiration...... How arrogant, how enviable, but the problem is that Lao Tzu was lucky and killed two little devils with his own hands, but he was not injured even by the enemy. Returning to the village in such an intact way, daring to brag about how powerful he was, the assurance he got was the white eyes of the villagers: the little devil is very cruel, with your kid's body, will you not be hurt at all when you fight with the little devil? Don't be someone else killing the devil in front, you kid is hiding behind to pee his pants, and he dares to brag to Lao Tzu, and he didn't spit on you to death, it's already for the sake of your military uniform, get out of here...... If you don't prove it, you won't have the confidence to speak, and everyone will indirectly look down on yourself.

Therefore, others are looking forward to not being injured on the battlefield, but Zhang Jie is looking forward to being injured on the battlefield, and he must be injured as soon as possible...... Xiaohua, who has been guessing with himself since he was a child, heard Da Mao's boasting during the New Year, and looked at Da Mao's eyes a little wrong, and looked at his own eyes were also wrong, so how can he do it?

Today, Zhang Jie was very excited, because he knew that the company he was in was the main attack this time, and it was going to rush up to seize the enemy's position, which meant that there was a chance that he would have to fight with the little devil in a white-knuckle battle. When you are down, the more brave you are, the more likely you will be injured...... Zhang Jie is indeed smart and has enough experience, he understands very well that if he is placed in peacetime, he braves the enemy's artillery fire to charge to seize the enemy's position, then the danger is great, a bullet hits himself, at that time, even if he is not killed, but where the bullet hits the body, where he will be seriously injured, and if he does not do well, he will lose his arm and leg. However, white-knuckle combat is different, compared to a bayonet, as long as you protect a few vital points, even if your arm or thigh is stabbed by the enemy, it basically has no effect if you are injured. Besides, although the little devil's bayonet skills are powerful, he has trained hard for so long, and he is no worse than the little devil. Moreover, in terms of numbers, their own side has an absolute advantage...... With such various conditions, Zhang Jie really wants to be injured, not only to go back to show off, but also to get the hearts of his beloved, and even more to be recognized by the veterans - just this scar.

As everyone rushed to the edge of the forest, Zhang Jie's place was slightly ahead, but not the front.

When the comrades-in-arms threw * at the little devil position, many comrades-in-arms held guns and shot at the dozen or so little devils. The sound of gunshots and blood splashes made Zhang Jie feel excited all of a sudden. Even, when he looked at the eyes of those little devils, how did he look at them and feel that these little devils were not people, but medals - honor was in front of him!

I don't know if it's too excited, or too eager for honor, when the * exploded, Zhang Jie was the first to get up, carrying a big knife, shouting "Kill the little devil!", and was the first to rush towards the little devils.

Zhang Jie's luck is still good, which makes people sigh that God is unfair.

Zhang Jie was obviously the first to rush out of the forest, and then he kept rushing to the front, it is said that at this time, the little devil will concentrate his firepower and clean up Zhang Jie first, so as to put a little pressure on the people behind. And with the little devil's marksmanship, Zhang Jie is basically dead.

But the reality is: at a distance of about ten meters, the five little devils who were not killed by the explosion were obviously aimed at Zhang Jie, but the bullets seemed to be walking around Zhang Jie. The two comrades-in-arms beside Zhang Jie fell, but Zhang Jie not only didn't have any, but also rushed to the nearest little devil first.

The little devil was obviously seriously injured, because when Zhang Jie rushed over, he obviously wanted to stand up, but he held it up with both hands, and he didn't stand up and didn't say anything, but fell to the ground all of a sudden.

When Zhang Jie was already standing beside him, he turned around, and as a result, Zhang Jie was not polite to him at all: his left foot stepped on the back of this little devil fiercely, holding the knife with both hands, the tip of the knife was downward, and both hands were thrust hard, and then twisted the blade of the knife, and struggled to pull out the big knife.

A stream of blood rushed straight to Zhang Jie's face and body, but Zhang Jie just wiped the blood on his face with his left hand, glared fiercely at the little devil who was killed by himself, and rushed towards the next little devil.

Soon, Zhang Jie and a little devil faced each other.

However, when Zhang Jie and the little devil grabbed each other's shoulders with both hands, comparing strength and wrestling, Zhang Jie felt that his strength was a little greater than that of the other party, and he was becoming more and more sure to fall the little devil, suddenly, Zhang Jie felt a sudden shock to the opponent's body, and then, the opponent's strength plummeted and soon fell.

Zhang Jie looked at this little devil who was dying, and then looked at Da Mao two meters in front of him, and the bayonet on the muzzle of Da Mao's hand was dripping blood, and immediately understood: This is Da Mao helping him kill this little devil.

If it is placed in normal times, Zhang Jie is absolutely grateful to Da Mao, but now, Zhang Jie is very unhappy, and even a little angry: Lao Tzu is going to drop this little devil to the ground, you ran over to pick up the cheap, do you still want face?

"Da Mao, you don't fucking kill devils, but you specialize in robbing Lao Tzu's results, what do you mean?"

"Xiaojie, you don't talk to Lao Tzu crookedly, old brother is saving your life, you don't thank your brother, and say that your brother robbed you of your credit, is this human talk? Besides, when you come back for the New Year, your mother told me to take care of you, or else she will beat me to death with the soles of your shoes, you say, do I dare not take care of you?

Not to mention that the injury was okay, as soon as he said that he was injured, Zhang Jie was immediately stimulated, and he asked angrily: "You did this on purpose?"

"Hmph! I'm too lazy to talk to you. Da Mao glanced at Zhang Jie disdainfully, turned around and went to find the little devil to fight.

Zhang Jie was willing to magnify Mao and go, but he was just about to catch up, but he heard the roar of the squad leader behind him: "Comrades are fighting bravely to kill the enemy, just you two are chatting here, what, do you think you are superior?"

Zhang Jie didn't think about it, and ran to the other side without looking back.

ran more than ten meters away, and suddenly, Da Mao saw that seven or eight meters in front of him, a little devil happened to stab a soldier of the Eighth Route Army, and then, the little devil quickly pulled back the gun, and then quickly stabbed the soldier in the chest.

The warrior was stabbed in the abdomen, and his body began to bow forward slightly, and his legs went limp. But as if this little devil had to kill him immediately, he directly made a stab, this time, directly causing the warrior to fall to the ground.

The little devil then stepped on the soldier's chest with one foot and drew his bayonet with a sneer.

This scene made Zhang Jie angry: Zhang Jie couldn't call the name of the soldier who was stabbed to death, he just felt familiar, but no matter what, this was his comrade-in-arms. And the comrade-in-arms was stabbed twice in front of his eye by the little devil and died, how can this not make people angry?

Zhang Jie felt that his blood was up, and his mind was full of one thought: to kill this little devil who should be cut with a thousand cuts.

Without thinking too much, he immediately rushed towards the little devil.

The little devil obviously also noticed Zhang Jie, no, as soon as he saw Zhang Jie rushing over, his body bowed down slightly, his hands clenched the 38 big cover with bayonets, and his legs also sank down slightly, ready to meet the enemy.

"I'm going to kill you!"

When he was still about two meters away from the little devil, Zhang Jie jumped up, raised the big knife in both hands, and slashed at the little devil fiercely......