My Head of the Huaxia Expeditionary Force

Chapter 520

On the battlefield in Xigao Village, the little devil suddenly accelerated his attack speed while the opponent's firepower was at a standstill, and the artillerymen in the rear opened fire at the same time, regardless of his companions who were charging.

"Oops! The Japanese are rushing up, stop them!"

boom!
"Ah... my legs!"

There was instant chaos on the battlefield, and soldiers were killed and injured everywhere. The Japanese soldiers rushed forward desperately against their own artillery fire. Some shells even landed in their own ranks, but this did not affect their attack at all. At the same pace, grenades and grenades are also relentlessly greeting the position.

This desperate style of fighting made the soldiers of the transport group overwhelmed and overwhelmed. The Japanese army also quickly approached within 30 meters of the position, and they were about to rush into the village.

Regardless of his own safety, Qiu Changfu quickly ran to the nearby machine gun position, pushed away the corpses of the fallen soldiers, picked up the machine gun and aimed at the little devils who rushed towards them.

MG3 exploded like a tearing machine in an instant, and the bullets sprayed out like splashed ink. Although he killed many people, he couldn't do it alone.

How could the Japanese army, who had finally waited for the opportunity, let it go? They had already launched a general offensive, and the troops behind them rushed in like a tide, and the frontier positions full of loopholes could not hold back.

"Everyone retreat! Don't mess with the devils, retreat to the second line of defense, Zhao San, tell the reserve team to come forward!"

Qiu Changfu threw away the machine gun that had run out of bullets. In the current situation, he could only abandon the outer positions of the village and retreat to the inner circle of defense.

puff!
The bullet penetrated Qiu Changfu's thigh, and he only felt his leg go limp, and his body staggered and squatted on the ground. The pain seemed to have not yet reached his brain, but his numb thigh could no longer exert any strength.

"Damn it!" Qiu Changfu picked up a rifle and tried to support it, but his injured thigh didn't listen.

Seeing that the devil was about to approach, he was not going to run away, so he rolled up his rifle and leaned against the sandbag, even if he died, he would have to pull two more backs
"The battalion commander, let's go!"

At this time, a second lieutenant ran over in a hurry, picked up his shoulders and ran desperately into the village.

After seeing the person coming clearly, Qiu Changfu didn't get angry, and cursed as he walked: "Zhao San, you are a dog, didn't you tell you to command the reserve team to set up the defense line? What the **** are you doing back!?"

The one who came to rescue him was Zhao San, his companion in the vehicle crew, and also the few remaining officers of the [-]rd Tank Battalion.

"Don't make the battalion commander crooked, hurry up! You can kill a few more devils if you're alive, but you won't be able to scold him if you're dead!" Zhao San didn't care about that, but couldn't bear to see his commander fall to the ground and die. save.

"Death んでしまえ!"

At this moment, several devils with rifle bayonets rushed out from the slope shouting and yelling. One soldier was about to raise his gun to shoot, but was pierced through the chest by a samurai sword.

The leading Devil Sergeant drew out his long knife and threw a long trail of blood on the ground. The next thing he saw were two Chinese people running back supporting each other.

"Dead Huaxia dolphin!"

The red-eyed sergeant was so excited that he raised his samurai sword and rushed towards the two of them. Behind him...more and more devils poured in from the gap in the defense line.

Bang!Bang!
Seeing the other party rushing towards him with murderous aura, Zhao San immediately took out his pistol and fired two shots at Sergeant Cao, the devil who was clearly on the top.

Facts have proved that bravery can't block bullets. One shot in the chest and one shot in the head, the devil's soldier Cao returned to the west on the spot, and Qiu Changfu tried his best to stabilize his body, and fired at the Japanese army with the carbine in his hand. With the cooperation of the two of them, four or five were killed in the blink of an eye. little devil.

But the gap has been opened, more Japanese troops are rushing here, roars and shouts can be heard everywhere, and there is only a dead end to stay here.

Qiu Changfu put down his weapon in despair, his gun was out of bullets:
"Let's go, don't both of us die here, the defense line behind can hold out for at least a few hours, command them to hold on, do you hear me? Get out!"

Without saying a word, Zhao San grabbed the opponent's arm and put it on his shoulder, telling the former with his actions that he would never give up his comrade-in-arms.

Anyway, this place has become a Jedi, and death sooner or later is the same thing. If you can go to Huangquan with your brothers, you will not be lonely on the road...

A group of devils who followed have spotted them and are about to raise their guns and shoot...

Bang bang bang bang...!
At this critical moment, an armored vehicle smashed through the earth wall and crashed into the devil's team like a god descending from the earth. The coaxial machine gun on the vehicle roared angrily.

Puff puff…

The sound of the bullets piercing the flesh sounded so pleasant, and the devils around were beaten back again and again.

"Master Dao, blow away that brick wall on the left!"

boom!
As soon as it fell into the soul, fragments mixed with stumps and broken arms flew across. The little devil hiding behind never expected that the seemingly thick and solid wall was blasted to pieces before it even held on for half a minute.

The commander went straight to the outside of the turret and shouted to the two people behind: "Battalion Commander, retreat quickly! Leave this to us!"

After all, he operated the .50 heavy machine gun on the roof of the car and fired at the little devil like crazy. The muzzle flame nearly half a meter long was majestic, and the terrifying barrage could turn any object it touched into a monster. Heap of junk.

With the obstruction of this Greyhound armored vehicle, Qiu Changfu and his two also saved their lives. They stopped being pretentious and walked towards the second defense position in the village with each other's support.

In just a short while, the outer positions at the two village entrances had all fallen, and more Japanese soldiers surrounded them from all directions. The commander didn't dare to be careless, and quickly got into the turret to beckon the driver to leave quickly.

At this time, if you dare to stay outside and be a hero, you think your life is too long.

The surrounding Japanese soldiers were a little hesitant, hiding in the bunkers around the armored vehicle and hesitated to move forward. Some bold ones just threw a few grenades.

"Master Dao, keep bombing, I've seen it all, there are still a few devils behind that low wall!" Let those little devils go to heaven.

"The shells are finished..."

The gunner named Dao Ye sighed helplessly, the car was full of empty shells, and there were no new shells.

"Grandma's... retreat quickly!" The commander's face was solemn, and there were not many bullets in the armored vehicle, so it would be bad luck to stay here any longer.

The driver hastily put the reverse gear on and started backing up, but no one noticed that a fanatical Japanese soldier wearing a plaster bowl on his head actually held a strange weapon that looked like a spear, and held it flat on his chest and savagely pointed at the driver. The armored car rushed over.

"Long live the Emperor!"

The captain had already seen this little devil at the observation port. Although he didn't know what the other party was holding, his intuition told him that it must not be underestimated.

But at this moment, the coaxial machine gun was pointing straight ahead, while the Japanese soldier was attacking from the side, so there was no way to shoot him.

When it was too late, the commander quickly opened the top cover of the turret, took out the pistol on his waist and pointed it at the Japanese soldier.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

puff puff...
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The stopping power of the 45-caliber pistol bullet was quite good. After being shot, the Japanese soldier fell to the ground without saying a word, and the stick in his hand slipped to the side.

Only then did the commander see what it looked like. It was a wooden stick about two meters long, with a conical iron bump on the head, and three spikes exposed at the front. It looked a bit nondescript at first glance.

At this time, the commander suddenly remembered that this weapon was among the Japanese weapons seized in Meiktila some time ago. He heard from their knowledgeable people that this thing was specially used to deal with tanks and armored vehicles.

Thinking of this, the driver's hairs are about to stand on end. If the enemy hits him with a stick at close range, he will be disabled if he doesn't die.

"Damn it's too dangerous, hurry to..."

Before he finished speaking, a Japanese soldier holding a Molotov cocktail suddenly jumped out of the window of the house next door, and threw the Molotov cocktail at the rear of the armored vehicle involuntarily.

The Molotov cocktail shattered instantly when it hit the hard iron plate of the armored vehicle, and the gasoline inside splashed with the flames and ignited a raging fire.

"Onboard!"

The commander was blinded by the scorching flames, but at this moment, another Japanese soldier who was holding an anti-tank thorn mine had already rushed over, desperately stabbing the thorn mine on the side armor of the tank!

(End of this chapter)