Anti-Japanese Wild Wolf Commando

Chapter 292
Of course, Wang Si would not be reconciled to seeing the little devil retreat from under his nose, so he immediately called his brothers to shoot at the retreating little devil.

All of a sudden, the sound of gunfire spread from Wang Si's hiding place, firing at the back of the group of little devils. The light machine guns almost covered the devils' bodies, and the bullets scattered on the devils' backs.

I saw little devils falling on the ground one by one, losing their lives without fully understanding the situation and reasons behind them, and their faces were full of doubts until the moment they died.

The devil was severely injured in an instant, and the casualties were extremely heavy. The remaining little devils immediately turned around and fought back, just to save their lives temporarily, to find a place where they could hide themselves, and then form a defense line, waiting for the rescue of the large army.

But as far as the current situation is concerned, in order to ensure that his team will not be bombed again, Wang Si will definitely not keep any distance from these little devils.

After discovering the actions of the devils, Wang Si of course understood what these little devils wanted to do, so he called his brothers to follow him and rushed to kill the few little devils left in the group.

For a moment, a chasing battle turned into a hand-to-hand battle. Wang Si and his brothers rushed towards the little devil with short knives, and fought with those devil soldiers.

This kind of scuffle really made the Devil officers feel helpless. The shells in their hands had been exhausted in the previous rounds of fighting. The two combat units in front were bitten to death by Wang Si's troops, causing heavy casualties.

What he can do now is not to shoot from a long distance, but to take the rest of the team to support this hand-to-hand battle, and strive to win this battle from the numerical advantage.

So he pulled out the saber at his waist, and swung it towards the battlefield where Wang Si and the others were fighting bloodily. Then he rushed over with all the little devils under him, and quickly met Wang Si and the others hand to hand, and began to join in hand-to-hand combat.

At this time, Wang Si and the others had already fought the devils in the previous hand-to-hand combat, and their physical strength was already exhausted, but the little devils didn't give them a little chance to stop, and a larger-scale fight began again.

The soldiers fought desperately with the little devils, often one on two against three, and some even had to single-handedly deal with five or six devils, the intensity of the battle can be imagined.

The short knife in Wang Si's hand was like a meat grinder. As long as the little devil hit him, he would not escape the fate of being cut off his hands, feet and head by the short knife.

He tried his best to kill the little devils around him, his physical strength had been exhausted to the limit, and he fell to the ground powerlessly.

He only felt that when his body was close to the ground, several corpses were pressing on him at the same time. He could completely feel the huge weight, but he lost consciousness after a while, and his eyes were shrouded in darkness. What? I don't know anymore.

I don't know how long it took, the sky began to thunder and lightning, and a huge gust of wind blew up, sweeping up the surrounding dust and carbon ash, filling the entire space.

Immediately afterwards, the torrential rain poured down from the sky like a collapsed dam. The rushing rainwater quickly washed away the blood stains on the ground, converging into a bright red patch, and then flowing along the river, turning half of the river red.

When Wang Si regained consciousness, he found that his body had been soaked in the rain, and his whole body was cold.He tried to open his eyes, and found that his eyes were still shrouded in darkness, only a small gap allowed him to see the light, but more rain fell down.

The rain fell through the slit, which made his mind clearer. He tried to move his body, but found that he was crushed by something and couldn't move at all.

At this time, he remembered the moment before he fell into a coma. At that time, he felt that two corpses were pressing on his body, and he couldn't move his body. It was probably because of this.

So he took a deep breath, exerted all his strength, and pushed desperately towards the sides. Finally, with his efforts, he made a hole in the top. Although he was smaller than his body, he only needed to move towards the Squeeze outside, it should be able to squeeze out.

He didn't hesitate, he did whatever he thought of, tried to get up slowly, arched towards the gap, and finally, with his best efforts, his upper body got up from under the cover of the corpse.

The rainwater flowed down his head and onto his body, quickly washing away the dirt on his hair and face, and then continued to roll down along the direction of the ground.

After resting for a while, Wang Si continued to climb up, because the rain was washing and lubricating, making it easier for him to climb out, and he stood up and down among the piles of corpses.

The corpses on the ground included those of the little devil and those who had advanced into the brigade. Some of them hugged the little devil desperately, stabbed each other with knives in their hands and fell to the ground, and some were killed by seven or eight corpses. A little devil's bayonet pierced his heart, and his body stood upright to sacrifice.

Some hugged the little devil and pulled the grenade, and were blown up half of their bodies... This is almost a true portrayal of this cruel battle, and everything is so vividly displayed in front of Wang Si.

At this time, Wang Si's body was soaked by the rain and the cold feeling invaded. He just raised his right hand and wiped his face, so that his eyes could see everything around him clearly in the rain, and then turned to the ground. The scattered corpses shouted, "Are there any alive?"

It was quiet all around, except for the heavy rain, he couldn't hear any sound. At this moment, he felt extremely lonely, as if his brothers had abandoned him, and he couldn't find his living brother.

"Brothers, you are talking!" Wang Si's voice trembled and hovered in the heavy rain, echoing, like a lone bird whining in the sky, making people feel inexplicably sad in their hearts.

He didn't know what the final result of this battle was. He didn't know whether the little devils were all killed by them, or if something happened to evacuate them. Anyway, he didn't see a brother of his here, as if the whole world was left He felt as if he was alone, and loneliness invaded him in an instant.

"Damn you little devil!" Wang Si knelt on the ground weakly, seeing the corpses of his brothers all over the ground, he howled sadly, his chest was filled with a powerful anger, as if he was going to explode generally.

At this moment, a hand stretched out from the whole pile of ghost corpses, soaked in the rain, it appeared so clear and obvious, almost beyond the close-up of all the environments here.

The hand shook weakly, it seemed very difficult, but it meant something, as if it was reminding Wang Si of something.

(End of this chapter)