Chapter 133: The Target Has Been Robbed!

Different steel helmets swayed on the position, both sides were roaring, the two sides of the fight were completely red-eyed, and the battle entered the white-hot heat at the beginning.

The devils were psychologically prepared for the Chinese army's counteroffensive at night, but what they still haven't figured out is that the attacking troops did not have artillery support, how did they attack the position? Everything is in the blur!

"Kill!"

The brothers of the first battalion were now not only the first company at the beginning, but the second company behind them even surpassed the first company, and they bravely rushed forward, their thin bodies bursting with strength, and their bayonets shining with cold light, colliding with the murderous devils.

"Puff, puff......"

"Ahh

"Yaga!"

The sound of bayonets entering the body sounded as the two sides began to collide, the screams in the curse were so miserable, the bleeding bodies rolled on the ground, the standing crowd kept screaming, and as the collision between the two sides intensified, more blood flew in the night sky.

"Ah......h

One of the devils roared, his face distorted by the pain, and he looked even more hideous, a bayonet pierced his stomach, and his internal organs could not withstand the gravity and fell to the ground continuously.

"Baga, Baga......"

The devil threw down the bayonet and tried to shove back what he had dropped, and sat on his knees in vain, struggling and cursing, and as the pain intensified, his voice became quieter and quieter, and at last he lay motionless on the ground.

More and more brothers rushed in from the white flares and joined the battlefield to fight the devils in hand-to-hand combat, and the number of devils in the two reinforced squads was absolutely inferior, and in this cruel battlefield, even the devils could not take care of the people around them, because they had to face several bayonets at the same time.

Roar and impulse only existed at the beginning of contact, with the accumulation of stabbing savings, the yellow-faced and lean and malnourished Chinese soldiers gradually lost their physical strength, and in the face of the strong devil soldiers, more and more brothers chose to fight with the devil on the ground, or take the initiative to meet the devil's bayonet to create opportunities for the brothers next to them.

Feng Ye also joined in the hand-to-hand combat, holding a bayonet upside down in his rifle hand, and constantly there were devils trying to come over and pinch the soft persimmon, brandishing the bayonet and stabbing Feng Ng.

"Puff, puff......"

Feng Yi is too familiar with this situation, his feet keep moving on the ground, never staying in one place, every time the bayonet shows its blade, a devil will fall to the ground.

"Eight!"

Feng Yi muttered, the bayonet grazed the devil's neck, and his cold eyes scanned the surrounding fighting.

"Ahh

Behind Feng Ng, a brother was stabbed to the ground by the devil, with the scream, the devil with a bloody face turned his head, under his bayonet, four Chinese soldiers had died, he had just set his eyes on Feng Ng, if it wasn't for the Chinese soldier in front of him who took the initiative to rush up to send him to death, I am afraid that he would have already handed over Feng Ng.

People who are good at fighting always know how to look for opportunities on their own, this cabinet moves his feet slightly, his waist exerts force, and the bayonet on his rifle strikes from Feng Yi's back like a bolt of lightning.

"Poof!"

However, soon he lost Feng Ng's figure, and Feng Ng, who was moving in his footsteps, instantly moved sideways, and the sneak attack devil fell and gnawed on!

"Boom!"

"Click!"

Feng Yi was not polite, and knelt on the devil's back with one leg, and there was a click sound from the devil's spine that the bones did not care about the burden.

"Ahh

The devil screamed miserably.

"Poof!"

Seeing that the devil took the initiative to raise his neck, Feng Yi unceremoniously wiped it with a bayonet, and the blood sprayed in the soil like a fountain.

"Clean up the battlefield, hit the wounded soldiers, and let the third company hurry up with equipment!"

Zhang Changyuan was covered in blood, and the bayonet he held in one hand did not know where it came from, and he got up from the corpse of a devil.

The reason why the elite is the elite is because of their spirit and tactical execution, the soldiers of the first battalion, under the leadership of the officer, spread like a tide to the position of the devils, and the fighting on the battlefield is gone, but there are not many brothers standing, most of the soldiers are lying on the ground kicking, trying to recover their strength as soon as possible.

"Ouch!"

One by one, the brothers got up from the ground wailing, some of the brothers were really wounded, but most of them were moaning without illness, and now they just wanted to lie on the ground and not move.

"Boom!"

A brother stabbed the devil's corpse on the ground with a bayonet, and a grenade exploded, causing the devil's wounded soldier to sound his own grenade.

"Ahh

The two brothers around them were not spared, covered in shrapnel and rolling on the ground in a miserable howl.

"Click! Click! ”

An exploding grenade caused all the brethren who were cleaning up the battlefield to pull the bolt of their guns and push the bullets of their rifles upward, and they would shoot any doubtful corpse!

"Bang!"

"Click!"

In the sound of the bayonets entering the body of the gunshot, two more grenades exploded, but this time no brothers were injured, and the devil's trick of wounding soldiers was never carried out again.

Time passed very quickly in the fight, and the first battalion that had cleaned up the battlefield continued to advance, leaving a dozen wounded soldiers waiting for the logistics brothers behind to send them back.

There were shouts of killing all around, there were guns everywhere, the 74th Army and the 18th Army kept approaching Luodian from the southeast side of Luodian, after the early morning, the moonlight finally came out, and the brothers of the 18th Army finally saw the ruins of Luodian, in the miserable white moonlight, the ruins revealed desolation.

"It's all messed up, why did the 74th Army come to Gao's house?"

Looking at the chaotic battlefield in front of him, Zhang Changyuan frowned, this should have been the task of the sixty-second regiment, but now he didn't see the second battalion that should be on his left, and of course the third battalion didn't see a shadow!

"Let the brothers prepare, attack it, break through here, and officially enter Luodian!"

Zhang Changyuan waved his arms and ordered his company commander.

"Company commander, you can't attack from here! The 74th Army is so fierce, they are all fighting with devils here, how useful do you think we can do if we go up with hundreds of people? ”

Feng Ye said to Zhao Liang, who came back to greet his brothers, Feng Ye felt that if the first battalion wanted to play a role, it could not continue to attack from here, but should open up a new battlefield, so that at least it could contain the devil's forces.

"If you have something to say, if you have a fart, let it go, hurry up!"

Looking for an impatient roar, now is not the time for him to call the shots, he must hurry up and find the battalion commander, so that there will be a good result.

"Let's continue to the east, find a place from the east where there is no exchange of fire, anyway, enter Luodian, from there is different?"

Feng Yi reminded Zhao Liang.

"Haha, the head is enough! Okay, I'll tell the battalion commander!"

Zhao Liang left happily, in fact, he didn't want to send the brothers to the flesh mill, there was a way to reduce casualties to complete the task, and everyone was willing to use it, including Zhang Changyuan, who was bent on attacking forward.