Feng Ng, like all the brothers, is fighting hard, he is now all his attention around the body, there is no way to take care of others, the fierceness of the devil is beyond Feng Ng's expectations, he didn't expect that the devil is so fierce after being affected, he even wonders if the devil has left the fake and shoddy products to himself, why can't the Chinese soldiers resist at all when they are hit by that thing?

"Yikes!"

Feng Ye yelled, venting the frustration in his chest, he felt that he had been tricked, in order to give the devil such a show, he planned so much, and even told so many lies, but now the devil is not affected at all.

"Yaga!"

A wounded devil officer cursed loudly, staring at the Chinese soldier like a jackal, and became even more ferocious, like a wounded beast, squeaking and pounced on the nearby Chinese soldier, the madness revealed in his bones made the soul tremble.

But as the fight continued, more and more Chinese soldiers poured into the position, while the devils became fewer and fewer, and the reinforcements they were expecting did not appear.

"Poof!"

A Chinese soldier was stabbed in the chest and abdomen by a devil's bayonet.

"Yikes!"

Holding the rifle that the devil had pierced into his chest and abdomen with both hands, he yelled, reminding the brothers around him to come and kill the devil.

"Poof, poof!"

The dying brother didn't wait long, and two blood-dripping bayonets stabbed the devil in the chest.

"It's worth it!"

"Boom!"

The soldier who was stabbed muttered and fell to the ground with the devil.

"Knock, dang!"

When the bayonet was stuck in the devil's bones, the brothers took off the steel helmet on their heads, and several brothers worked hard against the devil together, completely desperately, making the devil wail and deform his head until they no longer moved.

This is an extremely tragic melee hand-to-hand combat, these devils have not been affected by the smell, they are not only strong but also have extremely high tactical literacy, when fighting bayonets, the bigger the more fierce, if it were not for the attacking 62nd Regiment relying on the superiority of troops, I am afraid that who lives and who dies in this white-knuckle battle is not certain.

"Huhuhu......"

Feng Ye couldn't remember how many devils he had killed, and he also forgot that the bayonet in his hand was left by the brother or devil, his original bayonet had disappeared, standing on the position, Feng Ye finally had no living devils in front of him, looking around, only Chinese soldiers were standing on the position, and they won this white-knuckle battle.

"Everyone, keep attacking, don't stop, hurry!"

Yin Zuogan's face was covered with blood, and he loudly ordered the soldiers to continue the attack.

"Directly under the battalion, follow me!"

Feng Yi looked at the cold corpse on the ground, many brothers were shouting and charging with blood a few minutes ago, and now they are all dead in the hands of the devil, inserting the bayonet in his hand into the scabbard, Feng Ye shouted.

"Rush!"

The brother who got up from the ground shouted, picked up the bayonet stuck in the devil's body from the ground, pulled the bolt to make sure that the gun was in good condition, and shouted and followed Feng Ye to continue forward.

"Rush!"

The soldiers of the 62nd Regiment were no different, their eyes were full of hatred, and they followed the officers behind and continued to attack Meilankou, they had just captured only the forward position of the devils, and there were still many positions before the devils were completely expelled from Meilankou.

In the dark night full of wailing, dense footsteps sounded, and thousands of Chinese soldiers got up in black and pressed towards the ruin-like village entrance of Meilankou, and the fierce momentum was like a black torrent surging forward.

And now, Mei Lan's mouth has become a different state, the devils here are all suffering, they are coughing desperately, and the guns used in battle have been thrown aside by them; The anomalous smell of being swept away by the cannon fire is now slowly dissipating, but they are now temporarily ineffective.

A devil lying next to the campfire was drowsy, and a large number of footsteps were heard in his ears on the ground.

"The Chinese, the Chinese have attacked!"

The devil with a tight heart screamed hard, but unfortunately his voice became very weak.

"Ahh

The struggling devil moved his body vigorously and crawled towards the rifle beside him.

"Click!"

The devil seemed to use all his strength to pull the bolt of the gun with great difficulty, but he could no longer lift the rifle, so he could only pull the trigger like a warning.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

He wasn't the only one who discovered it, a large number of devils struggled to pull the trigger, but the accurate marksmanship was gone, and the bullets they fired either went to the sky or the ground.

"Devil, rush!"

"Da Da Da ......"

"Da Da Da ......"

The sound of gunfire was a guide, and the charging brethren took their machine guns in their hands, pulled the trigger, and continued to charge forward.

"Sudden ......"

The fast and slow machines were also shooting at the same time, and Feng Yi led more than 100 brothers from his direct battalion to take the lead in attacking the village, there were no houses, only burning tents and devils struggling in the middle of the ground.

"Don't waste bullets, finish them with bayonets!"

Feng Ye shouted, stopping the brothers from continuing to shoot, he finally understood that those things were not shoddy products, maybe because the shelling was not in the right position, it did not affect the devils in the forward position, and now, the devils struggling everywhere in the village are ironclad evidence.

"Yaga!"

The devil who fell to the ground was not dead, cursing in his mouth, looking at the Chinese soldiers rushing over, he took out the melon grenade on his waist and knocked it on the ground.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

After several explosions in a row, the devil who was struggling on the ground finally stopped being tortured, and blood mixed with shrapnel flew everywhere.

"His female horse's, his real female horse; Don't get close, shoot them all! ”

The officer of the 62nd Regiment watched his two brothers fall to the ground and scream in the explosion of the grenade, he didn't care what was going on with the devil lying on the ground, and directly ordered the soldiers to shoot.

"Bang, bang, bang......"

"Da Da Da ......"

The gunshots rang out again, and the Chinese soldiers vented their anger and shot at all the wriggling devils with bullets in the chambers.

"Puff puff ......"

In the rush of blood donations, the devils who have done a lot of evil on the land of China are constantly convulsing, and they are cleansing their crimes with their sinful blood.

"Sudden ......"

"Bang, bang, bang......"

"Da Da Da ......"

"Puff, puff......"

In the midst of the gunfire, the attacking 62nd Regiment and the brothers of the battalion kept moving forward, and the brothers kept using their bayonet rifles to mend the knives of the nearby devils to ensure that they could not die again.

"What's wrong with the devil? When did our artillery fire become so powerful? ”

A platoon commander asked his company commander during the attack that since they broke through the forward position, they had advanced 500 meters, and he couldn't remember how many devils he had killed, but he found that the devils in it seemed to have completely lost their combat effectiveness.

"I don't know, it should be the devil's own barracks that has a problem; Take advantage of his illness, ask for his life, and kill me fiercely! ”

The company commander shouted viciously, ordering the brothers to continue, don't be soft.

In fact, there is no softness at all at the brothers, they only hate that such a battle came too late, if the entire anti-Japanese battlefield is like this, only need to break through the forward positions, and the devils behind are all waiting to be killed, then it will not be like this.