My Head of the Huaxia Expeditionary Force

Chapter 38 Fighting on the Hill and Xing Fuquan

"Come on!"

It is necessary to take the lead in Ma and Bu Spicy, and the soldiers in front of the assault platoon will dash forward in groups of threes and threes!
They hold submachine guns, and they will never run out of bullets in their hands at the same time. When two people shoot, the third person will always be vigilant and cover. When the two people in front of them are empty, the third person will fire instantly to suppress the enemy. , to provide cover for others to reload.This will maximize the continuity and scalability of firepower.Not giving the enemy a chance to breathe.

In the back, dozens of soldiers with the best marksmanship took Lee Enfield and marched with precision shooting at long distances, attacking the devil's machine gunners and sergeant lieutenants.Xiao Lizi's rate of fire and power are not comparable to those of the three-eighth.The accuracy is also comparable to it. The distance of 200 meters, in the hands of this group of veterans with superb marksmanship, literally suppressed a squadron of little devils so much that they couldn't lift their heads.

The firepower of Milong's several machine gun groups has never stopped. This guy has changed two barrels, and the little devils who died in his hands are no less than ten pairs.

Liao Mingyu was very relieved to see this scene, after so long of training and guidance, and real experience on the battlefield.This group of brothers from the Duchuan Legion who followed him from the very beginning have grown to an incredible height.

They are no longer decadent, they are no longer afraid, and now they only have one thing in their eyes, and that is the desire to win!
Just like what Yu Xiaoqing said at the beginning, the soldiers of the Sichuan Legion are not afraid of death, but the soldiers of the Sichuan Legion dare to die!

"Whizzing"

A nimble forward roll, to Ma dodged a few bullets, he hid behind a tree to charge a little, and took advantage of the gap between the little devil's shot, bounced up and raised his gun to shoot!
"Hoo ho ho ho!"

The bullet hit the mound of the devil's position and splashed a burst of dust, and a few little devils buried themselves and hurriedly avoided.

At this moment, Bu Lai, who was hiding behind the rock, turned over and crossed the big rock in front of him, and quickly ran forward!Several teammates in the back immediately shot for cover.

He walked back and forth, dodging the little devil's bullet, "Whoosh!" A bullet passed by, leaving a bloodstain on his face!
He jumped forward and rolled to a low-lying place. Because of the angle, the little devil's bullet couldn't hit here. At this moment, he was the closest to the devil's position.

Touching the wound on his face, he grimaced in pain: "The bastard's lid is dripping with Xiaodongyang, Grandpa Bu Spicy invites you to eat something good."

He opened the ammo bag on his body, several grenades were tied together with cloth strips, and he was ready to pull the lead.

A devil soldier was about to throw a grenade at Bu Lai.Liao Mingyu's eyes are quick and his hands are fast. When he just leaned out and was about to throw a shot, he was shot, but the grenade he hit on the helmet could not be thrown again.

The grenade rolled to the side, scaring the Japanese soldiers next to them to get up and dodge.

"Boom!" The soil on the ground was blown apart, and Bu Lai took this opportunity and threw the cluster grenade emitting white smoke into the Guizi's position!

"Pounds! Pounds!" There were several louder noises. The cluster grenades did not explode at the same time. The first explosion blew up the remaining ones, and the Guizi's position was instantly blown up by ricochet bombs. fall.

"Kill!"

Yaoma held Thomson, jumped up, turned over and rushed into the Guizi's position, firing his submachine guns everywhere!Several of the little devils who had not recovered from the explosion were instantly killed.

The rest of the Sichuan Army also took the opportunity to rush into the position. Liao Mingyu put a bayonet on his rifle and rushed over, while Dong Dao followed him without saying a word.

After being attacked by the Sichuan Army, the number of little devils was less than 60, and now the entire assault platoon rushed into their formation, tearing their fragile bodies with the automatic weapons in their hands.This is no longer a battle, but a one-sided massacre!

Liao Mingyu rushed to the front, and faced the Guizi Army Cao with a simple and sharp thrust, "Pfft!" It was too fast, he didn't even realize that the entire bayonet pierced his body.

He quickly drew his bayonet, and shot the butt of the gun on the head of the other kid next to him.Directly smashed the Japanese soldier who was about to resist to the ground.

Not far away, two little devils looked at Liao Mingyu, who was single-handed, and charged at him with rifles in hand.

And the Dong Dao in the back rushed up with a single step, kicked the little devil in front of him, and raised the red cherry knife in his hand.

"Pfft"

The devil's head fell in response, and rolled to the ground like a watermelon.The headless neck was sprayed with blood!

Without taking a second look, Dong Dao slashed heavily at the devil who was kicked to the ground and was about to get up.

"Click"

The powerful knife slashed the devil's neck and sternum collarbone vertically, cutting into the flesh three times!Blood stained Dong Dao.The little devil widened his eyes and died.

"Xiaojian, kill two more..."

Dong Dao stroked the ashes of his younger brother at his waist and muttered to himself.

The entire Sichuan Army assault platoon was like a bayonet, straight into the heart of the little devil, so the veterans began to kill and kill!

No longer staying, Liao Mingyu and Dong Dao rely on each other, where there are more people.

Needless to say, Liao Mingyu knew his skills, but Dong Dao's martial arts showed the eyes of the rest of the Sichuan Army.

Holding back the pain of losing his siblings, he rushed into the deepest part of the enemy line with Liao Mingyu, the red cherry knife in his hand flew up and down, and the little devil was crying.

Liao Mingyu was not to be outdone, the rifle bayonet in his hand was like a flexible spear, and the spear fired like a dragon would surely take the life of a little devil.The number of Japanese soldiers killed at their hands has exceeded double digits.

The remaining devils were forced to retreat, and the soldiers of the Sichuan Legion pursued their victory. Bullets and bayonets kept greeting the little devils.

The soldiers of the expeditionary army on the hillside also saw hope, and the remaining hundred or so people rushed down from above and collided with the little devil!
There is no doubt that under the attack of the two teams, the 180-man Japanese squadron was completely wiped out!

Looking from a distance, Long Wenwen's side also settled the battle. The group of little devils on the right side of the hill rushed towards Long Wenwen and them without knowing the heights and heights. More than 400 corpses came down and fled in desperation.

Dong Dao and Liao Mingyu were covered in blood, and neither of them could contain the excitement of killing the enemy on the battlefield. They looked at each other and laughed.

"You are very good, Dong Dao, your skills are not worse than mine." Liao Mingyu said sincerely with a smile.

"Yeah. You're also amazing," Dong Dao said succinctly. He was not a person who was good at expressing emotions.But his excited eyes can already explain everything.

"What's your brother's name?"

"Dong Jian."

"Dong Dao Dong Jian, it's a pair of good names. It's a pity that a heroic boy, alas, kill a few more little devils to avenge him."

Dong Dao lowered his head and said softly, "I will."

Liao Mingyu sighed, patted Dong Dao on the shoulder, and stopped talking.

On the contrary, the cheap Long Wenwen came over and heard that this big man who doesn't like to talk is like chopping a chicken like a chicken.He was immediately interested.

"It's amazing, boy, who did you learn this sword technique from? Someday teach me, eh, what are you doing with a sad face?"

Dong Dao stared at him blankly, not knowing how to talk.

"Basically everyone in our Sichuan Legion has a nickname. I see you have a bitter face, and you have to take your ashes with you. Let's just call you a death star." , where there is liveliness, there is him.

"This is my brother." Dong Dao said coldly: "I don't like this nickname, it's too ugly."

At this time, Long Wenwen was unhappy. He slapped his head on the head, and said angrily: "These grandsons are still calling Laozi to die. What's wrong with your death? It's ugly to have Laozi?"

People get together to chat, spank and joke.This made Dong Dao, who had just arrived, relaxed a lot in his heart. It seemed that these companions were really interesting.

At this time, the group of soldiers on the hill passed by.One of the lieutenant officers wearing a steel helmet gestured to Liao Mingyu with a smile: "Thank you for your assistance. Without you, my brothers and I would have died on this mountain."

"With a little effort, your soldiers are quite extraordinary. You dare to fight against the Japanese. I think, apart from my soldiers, you are the only Chinese soldiers I have seen who dared to shoot with the Japanese and did not flee."

Liao Mingyu looked at the equally young officer, and he admired the actions of these soldiers.Whether active or passive, at least they are fighting, at least they are not deserters.

"Ashamed, ashamed, in fact, not all of them are my soldiers. My troops have been disbanded. They joined in slowly along the way. I just want to take them back to China." The young officer smiled. He smiled and said very frankly.

"What's your name"

"Xing Fuquan."

(End of this chapter)