"Baga, my lord, they retreated, they were running back, these cowards ......"

Throwing the rifle in his hand to someone nearby, Tetsujiro Yamaoka reported to Zhang Sixing.

Zhang Sixing couldn't help but be anxious, the soldiers who were already close to the fire base in front of him, this person dropped his gun and ran back desperately.

In fact, what stood in their way was nothing more than a crooked handle that was about to run out of bullets.

"Soldier, did Gao Zi write it down?"

A few trumpeters beside him nodded, and casually threw the trumpets to a few trumpeters,

"Remember to keep blowing and let our people know what to do. And don't patronize the trumpet, and don't be pulled down by the army. ”

With that, Zhang Sixing raised his gun and knocked down the person who was shrinking back.

The defeat on the battlefield is like a mountain, and if you don't stop it in time, everyone's efforts will turn into a spring dream.

"Brothers, rush with me, rushing into the Sixing warehouse is victory, move quickly......"

Wielding his rifle dressed like a mourning stick, Zhang Sixing yelled.

When they saw Zhang Sixing's famous, mourning stick-like rifle, the soldiers who cowered in the face of the machine guns froze.

"Follow me, follow me to ......"

The power of example is endless.

One, two, the soldiers who had bent their legs and looked defeated saw hope.

One or two ran forward behind Zhang Sixing at the sound of the trumpet.

"Tom Tom ......"

The sound of grenadiers from the Japanese fire base was tightened, and Zhang Sixing, who was running, could distinguish such a sound from the chaotic firing.

Looking at the fact that they are not even twenty meters away from the Japanese fire base at this moment, I believe that they will not be hit at all.

However, he still bent one leg quickly, and slid a meter down the ground, and the raised mourning stick-like rifle suddenly erupted in flames.

Yes, such a guy dares to drive into the prisoners of war alone to rescue them, is it wrong to follow such a guy on the battlefield. Especially such a warrior, who is rushing to the front of everyone.

Beautiful kneeling posture, I have long been used to it, there is no attack from gunfire.

The soldiers shouted, followed Zhang Sixing's side, and frantically rushed towards the Japanese fire base.

The machine gunner on the opposite side fell, and Zhang Sixing pulled the bolt while walking forward quickly. In front of and behind him, there were people shouting with their mouths wide open.

"Rush, rush, follow the chief to rush ......"

The grenadier who was firing the grenadier was knocked to the ground in an instant, and behind him was the soldier who was silently following him, crossing the distance in front of him.

The 38 rifle was pierced, and the other grenadier was pinned to the ground without even humming.

Just then, the grenade exploded from the grenadier, and the Charger whimpered, and then went silent.

Turning his head to look, where the trumpet had just been sounded, another trumpeter pounced, and then the rousing trumpet sounded.

The Japanese were about to pounce, but from the charging crowd, all kinds of bricks and tiles fell like raindrops, smashing the nearby Japanese soldiers to dodge.

In the short time of dodging bricks and tiles, the entire firepower was overwhelmed by the people who charged like a blizzard. On average, each Japanese soldier was surrounded by at least seven or eight people, and there were at least two beaters behind his back.

"Rush ...... Rush ah......"

Probably the Sixing warehouse was too difficult to attack, and there were not many people left in the fire base, and it was overwhelmed by the soldiers who pounced on it in a blink of an eye.

At this time, the gunfire in the warehouse of Sixing became more intense, and Zhang Sixing prayed in his heart,

"Hold on, hold on, cause hold on."

Picking up a crooked handle, Zhang Sixing pulled his throat and shouted,

"Bullets, let's press bullets"

I heard Zhang Sixing shouting. In the blink of an eye, a soldier holding a bullet box followed, and then another soldier ran over and grabbed the bullet and pressed it into Zhang Sixing's machine gun.

"Tutu...... Sudden ......"

Seeing that Zhang Sixing was sweeping with a machine gun, someone had already taken over the machine gun and swept it towards the back of the Japanese marines who were besieging the Sixing warehouse.

More people picked up rifles from the dead Japanese and simply untied them with their belts and carried them on their backs.

Seeing that Tetsujiro Yamaoka was behind the detention, he rushed up with the trumpeters and others, and Zhang Sixing, who was holding a machine gun, shouted,

"After a while, the horn sounded, rushed to the four rows of warehouses, and rushed to the place where his own people were there......"

The machine gun was bouncing in his arms, and the shells kept jumping out of the side of the machine gun. The fire base consisted of three heavy machine guns and six light machine guns, which were "resurrected" at almost the same time.

It's just that at this moment, the rain of bullets no longer attacks the Sixing warehouse, but shoots at the Japanese soldiers who are rushing towards the Sixing warehouse.

Xie Jinyuan, who was leading his troops in the warehouse to resist the Japanese attack, received a report,

"Tuanzao, Chief Zhang is taking hundreds of people with somewhere, and he is going to the warehouse. It should be reinforcements, you listen to the charge. ”

Hearing the report, he threw the rifle he was shooting at to his subordinates, Xie Jinyuan took out his binoculars,

"Reinforcements, where did that guy find reinforcements?"

Holding the binoculars and looking at it, Xie Jinyuan couldn't help but be silent. Soldiers in different suits were bravely charging at the Sita warehouse with bayonets, and their side-fire disrupted the rhythm of the Japanese attack.

"Okay, the reinforcements are coming just in time, tell the brothers, fight back and kill the devil in front of you with the reinforcements."

The battlefield, which was originally in a state of stalemate, was almost reversed immediately because of the sentence "reinforcements are coming".

"Reinforcements are coming, kill them......"

Hearing that reinforcements were coming, Lu Feizhang in the bitter battle shouted,

"Grenades, platoon grenades, ......"

Hearing his roar, a series of grenades were thrown, all of which landed in the crowd of Japanese Marines at the entrance of the warehouse.

"Boom Boom Boom Boom ......"

A dozen grenades exploded, and then a group of fighters jumped out of their bunkers, slamming into the pile of devils with semi-automatic box guns and twenty box guns in their hands.

The Japanese soldiers, who had only single-shot rifles in their hands, were bloody, and under the dense blows, their flesh and blood flew everywhere.

At this time, the charge horn outside sounded again, and Lu Feizhang, who was fighting, felt extremely energetic. Because the charge is not the one of the German mechanics, but the kind that the old eight are used to.

Zhang Sixing put his spear on his back, jumped out of the trench with a bayonet in one hand and a bear claw blade in the other, waving his arms and shouting,

"Charge, rush with Lao Tzu, and poke the devil's ass with Lao Tzu......"

As Zhang Sixing shouted, soldiers emerged from the trenches one by one, holding their shiny bayonets, and rushed at the Japanese marines who were languishing in the Sixing warehouse building.

On the battlefield, it is taboo to be under siege. Especially when the two fronts are attacking, it is most likely to cause confusion in the hearts of the army.

The front couldn't be attacked, the machine gun bullets behind the butt were too dense, and another group of yelling people were rushing over.

The morale of the Japanese marines, who suffered heavy casualties, collapsed.

They turned around, as if a puff of sewage had immediately washed up the attacking frontal troops.