under fire

Chapter 284 That Gun Butt
The three devils did not return their bullets this time. They squatted on the ground and shot at the shadow, constantly changing positions. After a few gunshots, Balu fell down a few, and the rest were still charging, and Balu who was running opened fire indiscriminately.

It's a pity that it was too late to discover the Eight Roads, took off the only grenade, and threw it into the attacking team in the dark. With the explosion of the grenade, the eight roads, who were not afraid of death, had already rushed close and fell into a siege.

There are not many Eight Roads coming up from the surrounding area, about a dozen of them, and the positions of both sides are moving. Amid the sound of bullets piercing through the air, none of them even got a single shot. The devils who came up from the eight routes emptied their guns and hit the bullets. They had no time to press the bullets into the guns. They raised their guns and yelled to meet the team in the dark.

Eighth Road, who was shooting at the devils head-on, lit the torch at this time and began to charge.

The three torches illuminated the wilderness, spreading out like a black thread, rushing towards the devil.

The devil who charged into the darkness with his rifle pointed out was unambiguous. Under the faint light of the torch in the distance, he rushed to the front of the king's platoon leader, and it was a stab.

The platoon leader Wang looked at the devil rushing gloomyly, and when the bayonet was about to reach him, he dodged suddenly, and the old sleeve in his hand was pulled up suddenly, and the barrels of the guns collided with each other, making a dull impact sound. The bayonets on the muzzles of both sides flashed coldly in the dark night and passed by each other.

A few eight-way guns in the back came up, seeing the devil's heart trembling, and turned his body to the left and charged forward, changing direction, the bayonet slipped along the body of the platoon leader Wang, and turned into a thrust again, and the target became the gun behind the platoon leader Wang. a fighter.

The sharp bayonet was about to reach a soldier's chest. The soldier wanted to block it, but he was obviously a beat slower. The devil had a grin on his face.

Bang, a gunshot.

The bullet shot into the devil's chest at close range.

The devil shuddered backwards and let out a strange cry. He realized that the eight-way bayonet that he had blocked earlier had reached his chest. into his chest.

Turning his head, he saw that under the light of the torch in the dark night, the muzzle of a gun in the hands of a female Balu was still smoking.

Balu drew back the bayonet, and the devil's chest began to spurt blood. He couldn't help but let out another strange cry, dropped the rifle, desperately tried to hold his wound with both hands, pierced his lung, and muttered in the mouth: despicable.
The soldier broke out in a cold sweat, and turned around from the ghost gate. He didn't expect the devil to react so quickly. Fortunately, Su Qing's shot hit the devil accurately, and the bullet brushed Li's shoulder and hit the devil. eyes.

After screaming and muttering, the devil knelt on the ground, fell slowly, twitched for a while, and stopped moving.

The smell of blood filled the air.

The thrilling scene shocked everyone, and they could not speak for a long time.

After a while, the two devils who dodged the bullets were back to back, facing a dozen or so black hole muzzles all around.

At such a critical juncture, the devil finally regretted it in his heart. If he accepts it as soon as he sees it, maybe it won’t be like this. Now he only plans to fight to the death to preserve his dignity as a warrior!

Su Qing calmly turned to Fang Qiang next to him: "Tell them, put down your weapons and surrender, and don't kill if you hand in your guns!"

"Ah?" Xu Qiang shot and killed a devil at Su Qingcai, but now he asked himself to tell the devil to hand in his gun and not kill him. He felt very incomprehensible.

Or simply speak to the devil in Japanese that is not too fluent.

Regarding the scene just now, in the eyes of the devils, the soldiers of the empire were upright on the battlefield, and they were not ashamed of this woman's despicable methods!Fighting against the Eighth Route Army, which has never had much combat power, he lost the wind, but it did not hinder his arrogance.

How can the heroic and invincible imperial soldiers be compared with these inferior troops?Surrender, how is it possible.

"Imperial soldiers only die on the battlefield, and there are no cowards who surrender!" So his reply was full of indignation: "I want to fight you!"

Xu Qiang coldly translated the devil's bird language.

After finishing speaking, he walked to the rifle next to the dead devil, raised his toes, picked up the rifle, took it with both hands, made a blow, and pulled the bolt in his hand to check and play for a while. , said: "I can meet your request!"

The devil forced himself to calm down and said, "Now, are you ready?"

Xu Qiang looked at the devil, suddenly smiled and said, "From the day you stood on Chinese soil, you and your emperor should die together!"

The devil's eyes suddenly showed fury, and he insulted the emperor. Now, even if he is to die immediately, he will kill this shameless guy in front of him!

With a loud cry, he rushed over with the rifle straightened out. While rushing over, he took advantage of the momentum to hold the body of the gun with both hands, and the body of the gun sank, preparing to raise the tip of the knife again when he rushed to the young man in front of him. , the bayonet rushed towards Xu Qiang's lower abdomen.

Xu Qiang has been dealing with the devils on the plains. As a young martial artist, he has seen many crimes committed by the devils, and he killed many devils and traitors.

A devil who has not put down his gun cannot be regarded as a prisoner. He looks contemptuously at the devil's stabbing, his rifle swings sideways, his feet are exerted, his straw sandals rub against the ground, and he takes a step to the left on the spot to avoid the devil's frontal attack.

Hey, the devil's rifle fired a bullet.

It is said that devils will retreat and stab, but not all devils will follow the dogma.

At least the devil in front of him was like this. The bullets at close range could not be dodged at all. Fortunately, Xu Qiang moved sideways just now, and the bullet hit Xu Qiang's arm.

The gunshots startled the surrounding audience.

The soldier holding the gun was a little hesitant, because there was still a devil standing in the middle, and his comrades were on the opposite side.

Without firing directly, five or six bayonets rushed towards another devil who was still in the audience.

Xu Qiang was knocked down to the ground, and the pain of the wound was directly covered by anger and hatred. When he fell to the ground, he aimed his rifle and bayonet at the devil. At this moment, he rolled forward and rushed out of the encirclement.

It has to be said that there were too few people from the Eighth Route Army surrounding the devil. The three devils were divided into two groups and stood farther away. .

The devil exhausted his best tactics, and finally broke through the siege of the Eight Routes.

Roll left and right on the ground, get up and run away.

The Eighth Route Army soldiers nearby were stunned for a moment, they didn't expect the devil to run away in such a situation.

The gun was pointed at the figure in the darkness away from the torch, bang bang bang.
The devil didn't know why he calculated so clearly. Almost when the soldiers were shooting, he pounced forward again, rolled forward, and ran away again.

Bang, there was another gunshot, and Su Qing fired at that figure, maybe her marksmanship was not very good, maybe she seldom used a pistol, the bullet hit the devil's back shoulder, staggered, but Did not stop.

Only at this moment did the soldiers remember to chase after them, and there was a burst of gunfire for a while, and there was no need to keep the only bullets left.

The enemy had already disappeared into the darkness, and there was a flash of light. Su Qing's shot did not cause much damage to the enemy.

The last remaining devil felt that he had never felt so uncomfortable in his life. With five or six bayonets flying in front of him, he yelled and raised his gun to block the random stabs.

Finally, the sound of the bayonet piercing into the flesh was heard, accompanied by the sound of the military uniform being cut open, the pain finally came, and I could no longer stand still.

With blood-red eyes, he looked at the gleaming bayonets and torches all around him, and his dark face could not be seen clearly in the weak light.

Knowing that they are doomed.

The female Balu was holding her stomach, arguing with another Balu in pain, and couldn't understand what she was arguing with him.

Death is not terrible, the feeling of waiting for death is terrible!
Finally, the devil couldn't stand the pressure, and reluctantly pulled the rifle back, removed the bayonet from the muzzle, and stabbed it into the abdomen.

The surrounding soldiers rested their bayonets on the devil's chest and back, and sighed softly. From their point of view, the devil is now a dead man, and there is no need for Officer Su to argue with the platoon leader whether to keep the prisoners.

Finally letting go of the tension, the two chasing soldiers came back, supporting each other, and it seemed that there was another wounded soldier.

The enemy was obviously injured, but he couldn't pursue him in the dark!
The soldier who came back looked at the devils on the ground and was still sitting on the ground moaning, with a three-eight-step army stab stuck in his abdomen.

The wounded soldier being supported heard that Su Qing was educating the eight-way policy on preferential treatment of prisoners, and felt anxious. He pushed away the comrade who was supporting him, quickly snatched the rifle from the comrade, held it upside down, and turned around sharply. Turning the rifle back, the butt of the gun hit the devil hard on the head.

With a "bang", the devil's head burst and fell to the ground to bloom, and the brains overflowing from the opened scalp mixed with blood flowed all over the ground!
The body is still twitching violently.

(end of this chapter)
Old Qin took a puff of cigarette fiercely, a little choked: "Hey, what's the matter with smoking a bag of cigarettes?"

"Can't you get up and read a book next time? You can read ten or twenty chapters without smoking a bag of cigarettes." Officer Zheng stopped the pen in his hand, covered his nose and raised his head, frowning.

On the top of the broken table, Captain Lu gave Lao Qin a hard look, then looked around, and glanced at Propaganda Officer Song, paused, and finally landed on the door.

"Oh, don't look at me. I'm smoking at the door. It won't get in the way. What's the starting point, and I can't read." Uncle Niu knocked the ashes in the broken pipe embarrassingly.

"His grandma's, uh, I think the pirated version is bothering you?"

"What are you talking about!"

Gao Yidao was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear, he felt comfortable watching Jiulian's infighting: "Hey, we're in a meeting"

The girl's pigtail immediately blew up: "Smelly shameless, go back to the book"

"Oh, you wicked and smoldering bastard, are you a bit of a big deal?" Gao Yidao stood up, ready to go back to the book to find the devil to fight with the bayonet.

The girl took out the big-eyed scull, slammed it on the table with a bang, and exploded the pot. If this guy can't get down, he can read a little bit.
　a little bloody

　　
　
(End of this chapter)