The violent explosion and flames swept away the devil's tent with a roar, and the scorching wave of air accompanied by shrapnel swept through everything within ten meters of the surrounding area.

"Ahh

The devil who was hit by the shrapnel let out a scream like a ghost crying wolf.

"Tutu Tu Tu"

In the face of the devils who screamed and ran, no one was polite, and they were directly rewarded with a shuttle of bullets.

A company had already rushed from behind, and saw the running devils pulling the bolt of the gun and shooting.

"Bang, bang"

The continuous sound of gunfire continued to ring out in the dark night, and the bullets dragged the streamer into the devil's body.

"Don't stop, keep moving forward, let MCA's people clean up the battlefield and deal with the devil's wounded soldiers."

Feng Ye shouted loudly, telling the brothers not to stay, not to give the devils behind him time to react.

At the back of the tent was still a tent, and as the tent was ignited by a grenade, more than a dozen tents appeared in Feng Yi's eyes, and less than twenty meters in front of them was the position of the devils, and the dense devils were holding up the 38-type rifles, and the bayonets were shining with cold light, and rushed over.

"Kill and give"

The devil officer roared wildly, at a distance of twenty meters, for the devil, it was the distance of a white-knuckle battle, not to mention that there was a full squadron here, and they had no reason to suspect that they were not the opponent of this group of routs.

"Tutu Tu Tu"

In the past, Chinese soldiers often met with rifles with bayonets and exchanged their lives for their lives, but now they have melee weapons and submachine guns.

The fast and slow machine sprayed the bullets fiercely, and soon, one magazine was empty.

"Changing Bullets"

"Da Da Da"

The brothers shouted, then stepped back, took off their magazines, and in the midst of the clamour, they went up quickly, the roar of the fast and slow machines gradually died down, and the devils who threw down large pieces of corpses were in high spirits and charged bravely, but they had to face the more terrifying Czech light machine guns.

Chen Hua rushed up with a machine gunner and a machine gun, and the team that charged at the devil with a machine gun was a strafing shot.

"Da Da Da"

"Dada"

Even with a machine gun in his hand, the Heavy did not forget to use long and short bursts, because the recoil of the machine gun would cause the muzzle of one of the firing machine guns to deviate.

"Kill"

There is always an interval in the firepower, and the crazy devil still rushed up, Liang Rui roared angrily, and greeted Han Yangzao with a long bayonet on it.

"Rush"

Seeing the company commander rushing out, the brothers of the first company cheered themselves up with their throats, and rushed forward with bayonets in a screaming voice, these veterans are no strangers to fighting bayonets, and they survived the cruel battlefield, and the veteran did not experience several white-knuckle battles

"Female Horse's"

Feng Ye felt that the fast and slow machine was useless at this time, although his fast and slow machine still had bullets, in the face of the entangled soldiers, there was no way to strafe, cursed in his mouth, let the fast and slow machine clatter in the neck, pulled out the bayonet and rushed into the crowd, and bumped into a devil head-on, one stepped to dodge the oncoming bayonet, and the bayonet did not hesitate to wipe the throat of the other party.

"Poof"

As the blood flew, Feng Ye staggered to the right, dodging the fallen corpse of the devil, brandishing his bayonet like a smooth movement, and continued to move forward.

The smoke of the explosion was still in the air, the Chinese soldiers and the devils had already slammed into each other, the sound of bayonets entering the body continued to sound, and the surrounding was a cold night, accompanied by a dim firelight, and the bonfire shook and swayed, only to see countless figures floating on the ground, this dark night was particularly terrifying.

Like Feng Yi, seeing that the fast and slow machine had lost the opportunity to shoot, the brothers holding the fast and slow machine gave up decisively, searched for the devil's rifle and bayonet on the ground, and rushed along the swarming brothers.

"Puff, puff"

The fire-lit position was full of roars and screams, and the shaking figures parted and entangled on the ground, this was a brutal white-knuckle battle, in the face of bright bayonets, either you die or I die, or everyone dies together.

This is war, no matter what the decision is, the casualties on the battlefield all depend on luck, and in the face of the invasion of devils, soldiers must be prepared to die at any time.

Since the devils entered the Nanjing battlefield, they have not been bullied like this, in their impression, the large-scale armed submachine guns are only the guards of high-ranking Chinese officers, this kind of weapon generally does not appear on the battlefield, but they were suddenly stunned tonight, in the face of a large number of submachine guns, they chose to charge and lose a large number of soldiers, and the next white-knuckle battle must face more people with fewer people.

"Baga, this is not a rout at all."

A devil officer roared angrily and took his last breath, his stomach was picked open by a bayonet, his hands hung limply beside him, and the ground was covered with internal organs.

"Huhuhuhu"

The big man Min is kicking with a rifle, and the Hanyang Zao in his hand is now full of blood, he has used it to pick three devils to death, for him, facing the devil is completely using brute force and toughness, and the continuous impact and stabbing make him tired and unable to stand, in front of him are the brothers who are still fighting, but there are fewer and fewer devils wearing steel helmets.

"Ah, I'll just take a break and kick my breath."

The big man muttered and sat down on the ground.

"Yikes"

The big man Min had just sat on the ground, and a devil thought it was a wounded soldier, and his hideous face screamed, and he pounced on him with a bright bayonet

"I'll Grass Your Female Pony"

Looking at the cold and shining bayonets, Min's big man was so desperate that he could only roll on the ground while sitting on the ground, expecting that there would be brothers around him to relieve him.

"Puff, puff"

The devil who was concentrating on chasing Min's big man suddenly had two more bayonets in his chest, and the sharp pain made him sober up.

"Yaga"

The devil scolded, and suddenly pounced on the big man Min, with a bayonet on his body, he wanted to drink the big man Min and die together.

"I'm grassing you, you're an old woman, an old woman."

The big man Min lifted his foot with difficulty and kicked towards the body that flew over.

"Knock"

The devil's body was kicked aside by him, and he finally breathed.

"It's okay"

One of the brothers ran over and stretched out his hand to the big man and tried to pull him up.

"It's okay"

The big man Min stood up and looked all over the ground for his Hanyang, but unfortunately he didn't know how far he had rolled, and where was his gun around

"Puff, puff"

With the last few devils pierced by bayonets, there were no more shaking devil steel helmets on the campfire burning position.

"Search the tent, be careful."

Feng Ye was also tired enough to choke, and sat on the ground.

I don't know how long it took to fight, anyway, the wounded soldiers and Chen Hua had already arrived at the battlefield with their brothers, and they were collecting the remains of the brothers who died in the battle, as well as the trophies left by the devils.

"You're okay, drink saliva"

Feng Ye was kicking, Wang Ying came over, and looked nervously at the man who took care of him all the way, yes, in her heart, Feng Ye is a pure man, who knows how to take care of the weak, wounded soldiers and women.